Chapter 462: Sending Charcoal in the Snow
The cry came faintly from the depths of King Xiao's mansion, and in the middle of the dark and windy night of this month, it showed a bit of misery and misery.
The end of the road is nothing more than that.
Since ancient times, the king has been defeated, and the defeated can only hide in the horns to heal their wounds forever.
An Audi sedan was quietly parked on the side of the unmanned highway, and a long man suddenly appeared on the road without street lights.
The white figure walked quickly to the side of the car, pulled the door and got into the passenger seat.
"Done?" Wen Wanting looked at him a little nervously.
"Haha, it's as easy as a flip stick. Ye Fan smiled and waved: "Drive!"
Looking at the man's confident expression, Wen Wanting smiled slightly and started the car.
It turned out that the person who had just pretended to be Jiang Yuan was Ye Fan, and there were two intentions for doing so.
First, the heart of guarding against people is indispensable, he wants to verify whether what Xiao Tianxi said is true, and second, break with the Xiao family in the tone of the Jiang family's cultivator, and the Xiao family will no longer have any thoughts of non-separation. When a person who is in a desperate situation is faced with the only straw that saves his life, even if this straw comes from the hands of the enemy, I am afraid that he will firmly grasp it and not let go.
"Xiaofan, do you have any acquaintances in Moscow?" Wen Wanting asked softly.
"Nope. Ye Fan took off his white coat, regained his relaxed look, and pretended to be Jiang Yuan, which was not difficult for him, just a slight change in his appearance and voice, and he pretended to be vivid, and the terrifying momentum of the innate master was released, so that Xiao Mushan, an old fox, could not distinguish the real from the fake.
Wen Wanting thought for a moment and said, "Why don't I introduce you to an official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?" The ambassador and counselor in Moscow have a good relationship with me, and I just transferred from the Asian Department last week. ”
"It's fine. Give me his contact information, and I'll bother him if necessary. "When you go out, one more friend is more secure, although Ye Fan is not worried about his safety, he can feel the kindness of a woman, and he is unwilling to refuse.
"Okay, I'll call him and let him know about it. Wen Wanting smiled, her eyebrows full of the gentleness and charm of a little woman.
The car sped on the unmanned highway, and at three o'clock in the evening, a man and a woman both returned to the love nest.
From Taipei to Songshi, and then rushed to Maoshan, and then flew to the capital, day and night, Ye Fan crossed thousands of kilometers, settled down after his death, and temporarily had no worries.
This time, he was on his own.
"Didn't stew soup tonight, did you?" Entering the room, Ye Fan stretched out his head to look at the bedroom, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, the sheets and bedding were all new, the pink covers and gauze curtains were fragrant, and the room was full of warmth.
"No, you're in too much of a hurry, why don't you cook you noodles?" Wen Wanting's cheeks were slightly red, and she took his hand and asked softly.
"Isn't this ready-made?" Ye Fan smiled and took the woman into his arms.
Wen Wanting raised her slightly shy face and said coquettishly: "Ah, what is ready-made?"
Ye Fan smiled evilly, and wrapped his hands around her waist.
Wen Wanting was stunned for two seconds, suddenly realized, and said angrily: "You hate it to death!"
January lovesickness, lingering affection, turned into tonight's drunkenness and no return.
The dawn sun shone into the courtyard of King Xiao's mansion, and Xiao Mushan, who was sitting on a rattan chair, raised his old face, his eyes were blank, and he threw himself at the gate.
It seems that overnight, Xiao Mushan has aged dozens of years, and his originally black hair is as dazzling as snow, and his head is white overnight!
Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, the glory of the Xiao family no longer exists, and the last only hope has been lost.
It is easy to change from poor to rich, and it is difficult to change from rich to poor, this blow is an absolute fatal blow to Xiao Mushan.
Xiao Wuxian, who slowly walked out of the room in a wheelchair, saw Xiao Mushan with silver hair, and was stunned for a moment, and shouted in a lost voice: "Grandpa, you!"
"Xiao Jia...... Ruined ...... Ruined ah......" Xiao Mushan muttered the repeated words, a pair of old eyes were almost dull, and there was no trace of life.
"Alas!" Xiao Wuxian punched his thigh, in pain.
From last night to this morning, everyone in the Xiao family was like a lost dog and a lost minister, losing their fighting spirit and courage. Even Xiao Mushan, who has experienced countless winds and waves, has fallen, the Xiao family has completely become a loser, and everyone will face possible prison sentences, poverty, and even death!
Dididi——
The sound of a car horn sounded outside the courtyard, which lifted the spirits of the grandfather and grandson a little.
In the blank vision of the grandfather and grandson, a figure walked in, a figure that made them blow up their hairs!
Where did the police go? How could they let him swagger in?
"What are you doing here?" In the middle of the end of the road, Xiao Wuxian no longer has a trace of the elegance and pretentiousness of the underworld prince, only weakness and panic.
"What are you doing, I'm sending you charcoal!" Ye Fan smiled and looked at this courtyard left and right, smacking his lips and reading: "Oh, time has really changed, there is a huge Xiao Wangfu, and there is no family to serve tea and water." Yo, uncle, the last time I said goodbye was less than a month, why did you sit in a wheelchair? Didn't you get tortured to extract a confession inside? Don't worry, I'll make the decision for you! Zhonghai, let's sue them!"
was said to be weak, Xiao Wuxian blushed, and scolded angrily: "Cat crying mouse fake mercy, you get out of here!"
"If I walk out of this door, no one will be able to save your Xiao family!" Ye Fan smiled and said, "I brought a good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear?"
Xiao Wuxie's face changed continuously, and he was about to choose, when Xiao Mushan, who was full of white hair and messy, suddenly shouted: "Say it all!"
"Haha......" Ye Fan raised his wrist and clapped his palms loudly, and outside the door, another figure appeared.
An old man in a suit and tie and a heavy face, he is ...... Xiao Tianxi!
"Second brother!?...... You ......" Xiao Mushan was extremely shocked, pointing at Xiao Tianxi speechless, looking at Ye Fan's smiling face, and intertwined with Xiao Tianxi's solemn and remorseful eyes, he seemed to understand everything in an instant!
"The good news is that your family is back together and out of prison. The bad news is that from now on, there will be no place for the Xiao family in Huaxia. ”
Xiao Mushan pointed at him and asked, "You-you-why are you ......?"
"Why? The immortal you are looking for has been buried in the belly of the Pacific fish, what do you say I should do?" When the words landed, a golden short sword jumped up in Ye Fan's palm, standing in the air, and the edge was endlessly shining!
Hearing this, seeing this sword, Xiao Mushan made a strange sound in his throat, his eyes widened, panting like a cow, pointing at Ye Fan and Xiao Tianxi, sweat soaked his clothes!
It's over, it's over! Heaven and earth, the gods can't save the Xiao family!
He remembered the cruel words of the Jiang senior before leaving last night, if there was any accident among the Jiang clansmen, they would slaughter the Xiao family! At this moment, Xiao Mushan only felt that the sky was falling, his eyes were black, and he could no longer see a trace of light, a way to live......