Ye Fan turned his head, and lightly asked: "What, you have a problem with that?"

"Meaning... No, I just have a suggestion. "Yao Zhen swallowed his saliva and pretended to be righteous as he said," After our investigation, Meng Qiuyu is indeed suspected of maliciously wounding someone.

"Mr. Ye, it is true that you are defending yourself, but please don't go overboard. Let our Defense Bureau arrest this Meng Qiuyu!"

The moment he said that, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Song Xinghe even poured a bowl of cold water over his heart, and all his joy disappeared.

Ye Fan is fine with this beating, but the person being beaten is actually a suspect?

Meng Qiuyu almost spat out blood. Although she had incited the flames and told the security guards to chase Ye Fan and Du Yun'er away, they shouldn't be caught, right?

Yao Zhengang muttered to himself that he could at least keep himself alive if he was caught. If he were to continue getting beaten up like this, he might just die.

"Commissioner Yao!" What do you mean!? How can your Defense Bureau falsely accuse a good person? " Meng Qiuyu pointed at Yao Zhengang and scolded, "I want to hire a lawyer! I want to sue you! "

When Ye Fan heard this, without saying anything further, he kicked it again, directly kicking one of Meng Qiuyu's thighs until it cracked!

"Ahhhh!" Meng Qiuyu's eyes turned white from the pain. She wanted to faint from the pain.

Meng Qiuyu finally gave in and begged while crying, "I was wrong …" Stop hitting me... "Woo woo …"

"Mr. Ye, thank you for punis.h.i.+ng us for your kindness. I think that's about it. As for the rest, let's go handle it with the Defense Bureau." Yao Zhengang asked politely.

When Song Xinghe heard this, his face became even darker. He could not understand why Ye Fan was able to openly beat up Meng Qiuyu. Could it be that his background was so strong that he could cover the sky in Hua Hai?

Ye Fan was hesitating on how to handle this when a phone call suddenly came in. Seeing that it was a call from another place, he could guess who it was.

"h.e.l.lo," answered Ye Fan.

"You are Ye Fan?" A rough male voice came from the other side.

The man smiled sinisterly, "Not bad, a.s.sistant Ye. I thought you were a big shot, to have such a big mouth …" "It took me so long to find out what the h.e.l.l you are..."

"Are you Van Bridge?" Ye Fan asked.

"No need, I will go find you. Just wait there."

What … What? "d.a.m.n you..."

Without waiting for Fan Qiao to finish speaking, Ye Fan had already hung up the phone.

Yao Zhen Gang heaved a sigh of relief. He was worried that Ye Fan might really kill Meng Qiu Yu alive, so he hurriedly smiled as he sent him off.

As long as no one died, the situation would immediately be under control. They could still carry on with the party.

Ye Fan walked up to Du Yun'er and apologetically said, "Yun'er, I have something urgent that I need to attend to. Ye Fan walked up to Du Yun'er and said apologetically," Yun'er, I have something urgent that I can't help you with.

"It's alright, Brother Ye Fan, I... "Actually, I'm already very happy." Seeing that the man just wanted to help her when he got angry at her, Du Yun'er also found it hard to express her feelings.

It was just like when he was still in the orphanage all those years ago, the figure that was protecting him was the same as always.

Ye Fan nodded. He really didn't have time to waste, so he quickly ran out of the venue.

Looking at Ye Fan's leaving figure, Song Xinghe's brows were tightly knitted. Many thoughts flashed across his eyes, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

Ye Fan rushed to the brocade apartment. On the way, he also sent Su Qingxue a message informing her that he would not be home tonight.

Su Qingxue also did not reply to him. It was obvious that she was still angry, or perhaps she was too lazy to reply.

Ye Fan could only look after Feng Yueying's side, and after arriving at the apartment, he informed the woman that Fan Qiao had contacted him.

"We... Are we really going to Tai City? " Feng Yueying was still very uneasy. Although she knew that Ye Fan's background was not ordinary, she had no idea.

"Lil 'Ye, hearing you say that seems very relaxed, but …" "But this is too dangerous, why don't we try calling the police?" Ma Liying said from the side.

Ye Fan smiled, "Auntie, if the police were useful, Fan Qiao wouldn't have arrested them like this. If you want your uncle to return safely, this is the only way. You have no other choice, right? "

The mother and daughter both remained silent. Indeed, other than trusting Ye Fan, they had no other choice.

It was Ye Fan's first time returning to a woman's hometown, even though he had only been on the high-speed rail for two hours.

After leaving the train station, the two prepared to take a taxi to find a place to stay.

"No need, just find a hotel in the city. My house is in the countryside, and there might be people from Fan Qiao guarding there." Feng Yueying said hesitantly.

Ye Fan said in amus.e.m.e.nt, "That's not good. You can tell Fan Qiao that we're here, so we don't have to go find him and waste our time."

Ye Fan happily smiled, and stretched out his hand to caress the woman's face, "Look at you, you're so concerned about me, and even said that it has nothing to do with me. You obviously like me."

"I... "I didn't mean that …" Feng Yueying's mind was in a mess as her face flushed red.

Ye Fan didn't say much, and took the woman to a taxi, heading towards Feng Yueying's home.

Because the road was very smooth at night, they arrived at the Feng Family Bridge Village after half an hour.

"Ying Ying, your hometown's environment is pretty good. This air isn't available in the city." Ye Fan said.

Ye Fan didn't care, he went around a few bends with the woman and arrived at the door of a two story house.

And in the living room on the first floor of the house, the lights were brightly s.h.i.+ning. There were six or seven hooligans gathered around an Eight Immortals table, smoking, drinking, and playing mahjong.

When Ye Fan walked into the room, he immediately attracted the attention of this group of hoodlums.

"It's so late. Were you waiting for me?" Ye Fan grinned and said.

The leader was a blonde with a silver necklace. When he saw Ye Fan, he immediately took out a picture from who knows where.

The few hoodlums did not waste time talking and threw away the cards in their hands, pouncing towards Ye Fan like a swarm of bees. Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.