In Zhujiang City, a black Rolls-Royce is parked at the end of an alley outside the Zhujiang People's Hospital.

On both sides of the alley, the flickering lights constantly hit the black Rolls-Royce, and Yi Zhuzhu, who was dressed in a neat suit, sat in the back row of the Rolls-Royce with his hands folded and his eyes slightly closed.

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At this time, the closed doors on both sides of the Rolls-Royce opened, and then, two figures walked up in unison and sat on both sides of the Yi Pillar.

"Fangs, black tiger, it's done" Yi Zhu still closed his eyes, leaned back in his seat, and said casually.

"It's done, it's all dead. A deep voice floated in Yi Zhu's ears.

Yi Zhuzhu's eyebrows moved slightly, his heart trembled, he hurriedly opened his eyes, and with a sweep of his gaze, he realized that the two people sitting next to him were not black tigers and poisonous fangs at all

"Yang Fan" Yi Zhuzhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of cold sweat couldn't help but break out on his head.

Yang Fan and Xie Xiaofeng came, but the black tiger and poisonous fangs did not come, even if Yi Zhu was stupid, he knew that the black tiger and poisonous fangs must be more than lucky.

"Yang Fan, what do you want" Yi Zhuzhu clenched his teeth, and secretly touched his palm behind him.

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Yi Zhuzhu twitched his palm, pulled out a dagger directly from behind him, and stabbed it at Yang Fan.

"Yang Fan, why don't you treat me, labor and management have to kill you" Yi Zhuzhu was ruthless in his heart, and the strength in his hand increased a few points.

Yang Fan shook his head and sighed secretly, Yi Zhu was like an ant, Yang Fan didn't want to dirty his hands, but Yi Zhu didn't give up, which was disgusting, even if he had dirty hands, Yang Fan would kill him.

"Get out" Yang Fan drank in a deep voice, and the dagger in Yi Zhuzhu's hand trembled suddenly and came out of his hand.

Immediately, the dagger flew back uncontrollably, directly slashing through Yi Zhu's neck, and then directly brushed through the glass of the Rolls-Royce and flew out.

"No, no" Yi Zhu held his hands on the blood gushing out of his neck, his eyes glared angrily, his pupils were full of bloodshots, and he said in a trembling voice, "I don't want to die, save me"

Yi Zhu pressed his neck with one hand, and the other hand covered with blood stretched out with difficulty, wanting to grab Yang Fan, however, as soon as his hand was stretched out, the whole person fell weakly on the car seat and lost his breath.

"Yang Fan, can you say it first next time, this old boy's blood splashed my face. On the side, Xie Xiaofeng wiped the blood on his face and pouted.

Yang Fan smiled, didn't say much, turned his hand, and took out a palm-sized piece of white paper directly from his sleeve.

Yang Fan's hands were folded rapidly, and soon, a decent paper figure appeared in Yang Fan's hands.

Yang Fan put the paper figure in his left hand, and gently tapped the fingers of his right hand on the paper figure a few times, and then threw the paper figure directly into the cab.

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When the paper man left his hand, a faint golden light flashed all over his body, and then the paper man quickly enlarged and condensed, turning into the same figure as Yi Zhuzhu.

"In the future, the industries under Yi Zhu will be handed over to you to take charge. Yang Fan looked at the paper man Yi Zhu and said casually.

After all, Yi Zhu is the richest man in Huaguo, and if he suddenly disappears, it will inevitably cause a sensation in Huaguo.

Moreover, Yi Zhu controls a huge capital chain, and if no one suddenly controls it, it will definitely cause chaos.

Therefore, even if Yang Fan killed Yi Zhuzhu, he still used the technique of origami forming to fold another Yi Zhu out.

"Yi Zhu, let's drive. Yang Fan clasped his hands in front of his chest and said casually.

"Yes, master. Yi Zhu looked at the reflector, responded respectfully, and then started the car and drove out.

Under Yang Fan's order, Yi Zhu drove a Rolls-Royce and sent Xie Xiaofeng and Yang Fan home respectively, and then drove the Rolls Royce alone and disposed of the real Yi Zhuzhu's body.

When Yang Fan returned home, Yang Zhan was already sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper, Liu Qinglan was making a table of food, and Lin Jiayin and Liu Xiaoshui were sitting together, happily discussing something.

"Xiaofan, you're back. When Liu Qinglan saw Yang Fan coming back, she stepped forward with a smile on her face, took Yang Fan's hand, sat on the sofa, and said, "Xiaofan, in two days, your grandfather will come back." ”

Yang Fan's eyebrows moved slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Yang Fan's grandfather, named Liu Changfeng, was a more traditional, stubborn, but very kind old man.

However, Yang Fan is so big, the number of times he has met Liu Changfeng can be counted on one hand.

And the reason for this is because of Yang Zhan.

Liu Changfeng has always looked down on the Yang family, and even more down on Yang Zhan.

Even, when Liu Qinglan wanted to marry Yang Zhan, Liu Changfeng was still strongly opposed and wanted to break up Yang Zhan and Liu Qinglan.

However, Liu Qinglan's attitude was very tough, and she was still married to Yang Zhan.

And Liu Changfeng also broke off relations with Liu Qinglan in anger and went to the United States.

With the passage of time, although the relationship between Liu Changfeng and Liu Qinglan and Yang Zhan has eased somewhat, Liu Changfeng still rarely returns to China.

Calculating the time, Yang Fan has not seen Liu Changfeng for almost ten years.

However, over the years, Liu Changfeng has not made many international calls, and the one he asked the most was, of course, Yang Fan's situation.

Although Yang Fan and Liu Changfeng have not met many times, Yang Fan's impression of Liu Changfeng is still very good.

"Yang Zhan, our dad is coming back, we have to prepare well this time" Liu Qinglan was wearing an apron and pushed Yang Zhan with her elbow with a smile.

Yang Zhan nodded while reading the newspaper, the look on his face was not good-looking.

Seeing this, Yang Fan shook his head, Liu Changfeng has always looked down on Yang Zhan, and when he saw Yang Zhan, he inevitably sneered and sneered, and attacked sarcasm, Yang Zhan naturally had no good impression of Liu Changfeng.

In this regard, Yang Fan was helpless, and Liu Qinglan had no choice.

In the end, Liu Qinglan did not continue to mention Liu Changfeng's matter, but changed the topic.

After dinner, Yang Fan and the others went back to their rooms and fell asleep.

In the next few days, Yang Fan stayed at home to cultivate and rarely went out.

"Dad, please. ”

"Uncle, be careful. ”

On this day, early in the morning, there was a discussion outside Yang Fan's door.

"Xiaofan, grandpa is here, come out quickly. Immediately afterwards, Liu Qinglan's voice sounded in Yang Fan's room.

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, his eyes slowly opened, and he finished his cultivation before opening the door and walking out of the room.

Yang Fan walked out of the door and found Liu Qinglan and Yang Zhan slowly walking into the house with an old man with gray hair, a wrinkled face, and a faltering step.

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