At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Qingyi personally drove to the Song Group to pick up Ye Fan.

After a few words of greeting with Song Hongyan, she sent Ye Fan to Qingyuan with a respectful face.

After President Jiang died, Yuan Qingyi changed to a place called Qingyuan as the headquarters of Wumeng Longdu.

Qingyuan, located in the suburbs, is magnificent, gray-white giant buildings, shaped like winged eagles flying into the sky, and the back of the Great Wall is even more extraordinary.

This is an old-fashioned building half a century ago, and it is also the place where Yuan Qingyi grew up, and after she was ostracized and married, there was no one living here.

Later, after Yuan Huanghuang became the core figure, he kept this Qingyuan and gave it to Yuan Qingyi at an opportunity.

After Yuan Qingyi took control of the Longdu Martial League, he re-moved in without saying a word, and it was also designated as the headquarters of the Longdu Martial League.

Ye Fan got out of the car door and glanced at the environment.

Qingyuan swept away the cold and dead silence of the past, and restored the busy traffic of many years ago.

Dozens of red lanterns during the housewarming made it a little more festive.

Ye Fan chuckled: "Tibetan wind and water are a good place." ”

The humble place made Ye Shaojian smile. ”

Yuan Qingyi was dressed in a light blue cheongsam, which not only set off his figure upright and straight, but also made the thighs at the slit loom, which was very attractive.

"Ye Shao, please, I made an appointment with the Miao family at half past three, there is still time, don't rush, take your time." ”

Then she gently turned her hand and introduced Ye Fan to Qingyuan, and the respect and gentleness surprised many Wumeng disciples.

"Good work. ”

Ye Fan followed Yuan Qingyi into the garden, and asked curiously:

"Did Miao Jinge come in person?"

In the past few days, Ye Fan has not been idle, and secretly let people release the news, telling Miao Jingyun that he is not dead, and it is better to die in his hands.

He also thought that Miao Jinge would attack him, or catch himself alive to trade, but he didn't expect to have a few words with him first.

Although they haven't met yet, Ye Fan can judge that eighty percent of them are related to Miao Jingyun.

Miao Jinge heard that he missed his son and was very sick, so he lay on the bed and vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and he couldn't even get off the ground. ”

Yuan Qingyi said softly: "I don't know if this news is true or false, and it is difficult to find out, after all, no one around him can penetrate it." ”

"Miao Jinge is sick......"

Ye Fan sneered noncommittally when he heard this:

"What kind of moths are you playing?"

For a ninth-generation villain like Miao Jinge, Ye Fan would not believe that he was sick, and it was more like there was some conspiracy.

And Miao Jinge himself has superb medical skills, how could he make himself sick and unable to get out of bed?

"I also think he's faking illness, but it's good for him. ”

Yuan Qingyi told Ye Fan the news he knew: "At least he moved his clan uncle out." ”

"Miao Taidou, is the old patriarch of the Miao clan, and he is also the Sai Mengwei in Miao City, there are many guests, by the way, he has also been the official head of Miao City. ”

"I am over seventy years old, and my prestige is huge, this time I came to Longdu, first, to visit old friends, and secondly, to meet you on behalf of Miao Jinge. ”

She smiled playfully, "But I feel like I'm more here to trouble you." ”

Ye Fan laughed when he heard this: "Miao Jinge is using his uncle as a gunman." ”

"He clearly knows that the conflict between me and him is difficult to reconcile, and if he really wants to calm things and rescue Miao Jingyun, he should come to solve the problem in person. ”

"Pretending to be sick and letting Miao Taidou appear, this is to borrow his hand to press me. ”

"It's a pity that he won't understand, if Miao Taidou can suppress me, I won't be able to mix in Longdu for a long time. ”

He smiled faintly: "Miao Jinge's pattern is still a little smaller. ”

"You have to be careful, he is also a person who has been up and down in Miao City for many years, not only deeply rooted in Miao City, but also has a wide range of connections in Longdu. ”

Yuan Qingyi reminded softly:

"You know, Longdu also has a certain percentage of Miao Cheng magnates, and they also have a lot of respect for Miao Taidou. ”

"If you have a falling out with Miao Taidou, it is estimated that they will join forces to deal with you. ”

She sighed faintly: "This river and lake has never been a fight and killing, black and white, but human feelings. ”

Ye Fan smiled sideways: "Don't worry, today, I can still stand tall with a waist." ”

Yuan Qingyi chuckled: "I have always been full of confidence in Ye Shao. ”

There was also a flash of heat in her eyes, but there was a trace of regret in her heart, how can God make people when she meets the right person at the wrong time?

"I've seen Inspector Ye, I've seen President Yuan!"

"President Yuan, Mr. Miao, they are here in ten minutes, accompanied by Elder Duanmuchang. ”

Before Ye Fan followed Yuan Qingyi into the hall, a woman in yellow greeted him and reported respectfully to the two:

"I was waiting in the hall, Mr. Miao was very angry when he saw that you were not there, and the table was broken. ”

She lowered her voice: "Elder Duanmuchang is also a little unhappy, saying that you are too disrespectful. ”

"Elder Duanmu is here too?"

Yuan Qingyi frowned slightly, and then said to Ye Fan: "The old man of the Senator Pavilion, the former witch doctor of the Wumeng, came from Miao City, and he is a bit of a Taoist. ”

Ye Fan put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "It doesn't matter what elder he is, what patriarch he is, if he dares to rely on the old and sell the old in my face, I won't give him face." ”

With that, he walked into the open hall.

The hall of nearly 100 square meters does not have much decoration, just a few calligraphy and paintings and a few sets of furniture made of bamboo, and there is not even a TV.

It seems simple, but it is antique and very opinionated.

It's just that as the woman in yellow said, the hall is in shambles.

Several chairs were torn apart and scattered on the ground, several cups were shattered, and there were several tea stains on the ground.

And in the middle, there are two old men with obvious Miao style, one is chubby, one meter and six characters, with a round face, and he is not moody.

A tall, 1.9-meter-tall man, with a pig's waist face, and a goatee, but his face is wrinkled, and he is not angry but mighty.

Behind them, there were seven or eight men and women standing, with a haughty posture and a look of superiority.

In this Dragon Capital Martial Alliance, they have always had a feeling that no one cares about them.

One of them, a good-looking woman in a power suit, was wearing more than a dozen gold bracelets on her hands, and her eyes were even more empty.

Without Yuan Qingyi's introduction, Ye Fan can also judge that the old guy with the goatee is Miao Taidou, and the fat man is Duanmu Chang of the Wumeng.

"Bastard, are Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi here?"

Seeing that someone walked in again, Duanmu Chang thought it was another miscellaneous job, and shouted angrily:

"We've been waiting for ten minutes, when are we going to wait?"

He asked in a tone of voice: "It's really getting more and more unruly, do you know that we are coming and don't wait in advance?"

"Let them roll over to the old man at once. ”

Miao Taidou was even more murderous: "If you don't come again, I'll smash them like slapping the table later." ”

As he spoke, he slapped the table, and the bamboo table snapped with a clatter.

A pile of debris.

"One table, one hundred million. ”

Ye Fan looked at Miao Taidou and said lightly:

"Remember to pay ...... later"