For Ye Fan, nothing is more enjoyable than slapping Chen Qingyan.

This woman is so sinister and plots one by one, how could he hold his breath away?

And he needs to give Ye Zhendong a clear attitude.

A slap means that he and Chen Qingyan are incompatible, which is a hundred times better than using surveillance to explain.

And using the video to explain is equivalent to stabbing Ye Zhendong's heart.

"taxi!"

"Jin Zhilin!"

After leaving Chen Qingyan, Ye Fan got into a red taxi in the waiting area.

The taxi driver is a middle-aged aunt wearing a mask and taciturn, but her eyes contain a smile and she looks very polite.

Moreover, the car is very neat and a small potted plant is placed.

The flowers are white and the fragrance is pleasant, like lilies.

Ye Fan was sensitive to the fragrance and instinctively smelled it, but nothing happened.

He smiled at the driver's aunt, and after reporting the destination, he took out his cell phone and dialed it to Ye Zhendong.

"The Baozhu Bridge, which is 30 years old, has been hit by typhoons many times in recent years. The bridge body has been structurally damaged, and it has even trembled severely last month..."

"After discussing and deciding to stop the use of the Baozhu Bridge, the Baozhu Bridge will be halted and the directional blasting will be carried out today..."

When Ye Fan fastened his rear seat belt, he also listened to the radio in the car, and then took out his cell phone to call.

Seeing Ye Fan going to call, the driver immediately turned on the radio and stuffed himself a pair of headphones.

She drove a taxi carefully, fast and stable, which made Ye Fan very applaud.

"Uncle Dong, I want to apologize to you."

Ye Fan took his gaze back and called Ye Zhendong. The phone was quickly answered. Before Ye Zhendong could speak, Ye Fan whispered:

"I slapped your first love."

He was very apologized: "Now she probably wants to kill me."

"Don't hide in front of uncle."

Ye Zhendong's thick voice came from the other end of the phone, and he obviously knew what Ye Fan meant:

"I know what you are thinking. Do you want to tell me that you and Chen Qingyan are incompatible and irreconcilable?"

"Don't worry, I understand that woman and know that she is deliberately doing the ambiguity in the car."

He added: "Besides, our uncle and nephew's relationship is not as fragile as that."

"Of course I know my uncle's feelings for me, but I don't like that woman, so I can't help but slap her in the face."

"Although I know that my uncle has long lost his feelings for her, it's your former woman no matter what, and she always wants to tell you if I touch you."

Ye Fan smiled: "And she asked you for complaints, you can handle it calmly."

Regardless of whether Ye Zhendong had any grudges in his heart or not, Ye Fan would slap him to show his distance from Chen Qingyan.

"I have a sense of responsibility!"

Ye Zhendong spoke with a hint of doting: "You slapped her without a handle, right?"

"You moved her to Jin Yuan Club and she was famous for her. Slapping her in the face will not have any impact."

"But if it's something else, you can't tell the truth, you may have trouble."

"After all, she is the wife of the East King."

"And she used to be a war correspondent, and she was good at making waves with public opinion. Tears and pitifulness were her biggest weapons."

He knew Chen Qingyan very well and knew that it was a woman who killed people with a soft knife. If Ye Fan beat her and was criticized for being criticized, the Eastern King's lineage would inevitably have a turbulent relationship.

It turns out that they are two people who love each other and kill each other.

Ye Fan was very surprised that Ye Zhendong’s understanding of Chen Qingyan:

"Uncle, don't worry, I'm sure I'm sure I dare to do it."

Then he changed his subject: "Uncle, where have you settled in the past few days? I'll go and chat with you."

"I have my own courtyard in Baocheng called Dongli Xiaozhu. I bought it more than 20 years ago and only lived there for a few days. This time I live there, which can be considered a good way to make up for it."

"You don't have to come to see me for now. I've been doing a lot these days and am pursuing a clue about Mrs. Ye being attacked."

"I should have arrived in Baocheng two days ago, but it was because of this incident."

What are the clues about Mrs. Ye’s attack?

Ye Fan's heart moved and wanted to ask more questions, but he couldn't help but glance at the driver's aunt, and found that the latter was aiming at him intentionally or unintentionally through the rearview mirror.

Ye Fan frowned slightly, not asking sensitive questions, but he didn't care about the driver's actions, thinking that he was talking loudly and disturbing her.

Then, he changed his subject: "Uncle Dong, you haven't told me yet, what are you doing in Baocheng?"

"One is to wait for the Lord Ye to come back to discuss the amnesty, and the other is to prepare to participate in the leader's fiftieth birthday."

Ye Zhendong smiled and said, "Although I am not very good at dealing with the Ye family, on the birthday of the sect leader, I, the head of the Sixteenth Department, must do my best to be etiquette."

"Okay, you can do your business first. When I get free, I will ask you to come and have hot pot."

He reminded him: "Also, something big seems to have happened to the Tang Sect. The rumors have something to do with you. You must be careful when you are in and out of the situation recently."

"What happened to Tangmen? It has something to do with me?"

Ye Fan was first curious about what the amnesty meant, and then he suddenly entered the Tang Sect:

"I don't seem to have had a deal with the Tang Sect recently, especially after Tang Ruoxue discarded the thirteen branches, I and the Tang Sect never had any contact again."

As for the Three Kingdoms of Tang, Ye Fan hadn't seen him for a while.

"There must be something happened in the Tang Sect, but it was hidden very secretly. Dozens of war generals were invaded into the Dragon Capital."

Ye Zhendong's words are filled with care: "I'm also exploring, and I'll tell you the news, but you must be more careful."

"Thank you, Uncle Dong."

Ye Fan smiled: "But the matter should have nothing to do with me. I really have no entanglement with the Tang Sect."

"No, Emgrand Bank, Emgrand Bank..."

Ye Fan suddenly remembered something: "It should be said that I am afraid that I have had an indirect conflict with the Tang Sect, but I have compromised and handed over the template..."

template?

Ye Fan sat upright.

The template is the mastermind behind the scenes’ actions against the master of Dihao Bank. Could it be that the template really hit the Tang Sect boss severely?

not good!

A thought flashed through Ye Fan's mind.

I still missed a little, and the template was stopped in Dugu Shang's hands for a day, which easily made the Tang Sect mistakenly believe that the murderous intent came from him.

At this time, his body shook a few times, shaking like a boat.

Ye Fan's attention turned back.

Soon, Ye Fan's eyes froze and his face was shocked.

"Auntie, what's this place?"

"Why haven't I seen this bridge before?"

"Is this the way to Jinzhilin?"

Ye Fan showed that when the taxi boarded a long and narrow bridge, it was a dilapidated and shaky one, and it looked like it had been decades of history.

There was no one on the bridge, and there were no vehicles. In the distance, there were more than a dozen engineers waving and shouting something.

The waving gestures can be felt without getting close to them.

“Where is this place?”

Ye Fan grabbed the middle-aged aunt's neck and shouted: "Stop!"

“This is a car to heaven.”

The middle-aged aunt suddenly sneered: "Don't stop until heaven."

The next second, she stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the center of the bridge like a sharp arrow.

In front, the four words "Bowl Bridge" are radiant.

Uncle, forbidden place of death?

"Bang--"

Ye Fan's face couldn't help but change, he stuck her neck and hit the car window, and then turned the steering wheel suddenly.

The car broke the railing and fell straight towards the sea.

At the same time, the bridge exploded and the center blossomed.

Then a series of flames spewed out, and the explosions kept ringing.

In the thick smoke, countless gravels flew.
Chapter completed!