The next day, Monday, although he had made up his mind to divorce Li Zhaojun, Ye Fan still reported to the Amali Group.

Since it was Monday, Li Zhaojun routinely called Ye Fan and Wang Siyan to the office to arrange the next week's work tasks.

When he saw Li Zhaojun again after two days, he still looked cold and cold, and Ye Fan was in a bad mood when he saw it.

After arranging the task, Li Zhaojun unexpectedly left Ye Fan to come down to speak.

There were no outsiders, Ye Fan walked directly to the sofa and sat down, waiting for Li Zhaojun to speak

Li Zhaojun didn't say anything, and walked to the other sofa and sat down.

"If there's anything, just say it. Ye Fan said lazily, he had had enough.

"Didn't you say that you decided to give the old man a classic old gun with collectible value? Did you find it last weekend?" asked Li Zhaojun.

Ye Fan frowned, a little confused about what Li Zhaojun meant.

Wasn't she angry last Friday? Now it's like it didn't happen.

Seeing that Ye Fan didn't speak, Li Zhaojun said: "I inquired yesterday, and it seems that at the charity auction on Saturday night where the Yunqi Club is located, a Browning pistol that is said to be produced in 1906 was auctioned and bought. The pistol was perfect for a birthday gift, but I didn't know who bought it. ”

"It's me. Ye Fan said lightly.

Li Zhaojun's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded slightly: "So we have prepared two birthday gifts, so there are still two things left." There's not much time left, and I'll have to go back to Sijiu City next Thursday. ”

"It's just one thing missing. Ye Fan said, "When I return to Sijiu City, I will buy another 10,000-year-old panjing as a birthday gift." ”

Then, the two talked about the birthday ceremony for five or six minutes.

After talking, when Ye Fan was about to get up and leave, Li Zhaojun suddenly asked, "Where do you live now?"

Ye Fan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he really couldn't figure out what Li Zhaojun was going to do.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Fan said, "Dingsheng International Hotel." ”

"Oh. Li Zhaojun answered and stopped talking.

Ye Fan waited for a long time and didn't see anything to follow, and asked a little unbearably, "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"Didn't do anything. Li Zhaojun said flatly, "I just want to know where my husband lives." ”

Why does this sound so resentful?

Ye Fan frowned, but looking at Li Zhaojun's expression, he was so calm and cold, how could he have a little resentment.

"Also, how can this kind of woman be resentful?" Ye Fan said secretly in his heart.

The two were relatively silent for a while, and Ye Fan finally said, "It's okay, I'm leaving." ”

With that, he got up and left.

Ye Fan walked back to his desk and sat down, turned on the computer, but did not surf the Internet, but pondered things a little distractedly.

At half past eleven, Ye Fan left the office and drove away from the Amali Group.

Driving the car, Ye Fan was a little distracted because he had something on his mind.

When driving to the first intersection from the Emmaly Group, a business minibus suddenly collided with the intersection.

Ye Fan woke up suddenly, and his mind quickly thought that it might be Caesar who assassinated him, so he hurriedly shook the steering wheel and turned the car to the side.

The car he drove was an ordinary Volkswagen sedan on the surface, but in essence, it was modified and its performance was stronger than that of ordinary sports cars, so in an emergency, under normal circumstances, he could not avoid the collision of the business minibus, so he dodged it and slammed into the cement ribbon in the middle of the road.

Due to the large number of cars, after Ye Fan's car hit the cement flower belt in the middle of the road, there was no room to maneuver and was forced to stop.

Ye Fan immediately got out of the car without thinking. As a master of dark power, it is far safer to have your feet on the ground than to sit in a car.

As for the business minibus, it unexpectedly did not continue to crash into Ye Fan's car, but braked sharply to stop, and then immediately pushed the car door and jumped down a middle-aged man with a meaty face.

"Grass and mud horse, boy, how did you drive? Send some to kill the old men!" The middle-aged man with a meaty face pointed at Ye Fan and scolded, then raised his hand and shouted: "Brothers, beat him to death!"

I saw five or six people rushing out of the business bus, all of them strong, and rushed towards Ye Fan without saying a word.

Ye Fan glanced at seven people and pounced on him. Although these seven people look fierce and vicious, they are just ordinary people in Ye Fan's eyes, and they are not Caesar, the number one killer in the country.

However, these people were obviously deliberately looking for faults to fight, and they also scared him, so Ye Fan sneered, shot mercilessly, and beat these seven fierce men to the ground in the blink of an eye.

"Say, who told you to trouble me?" Ye Fan stepped on the chest of the middle-aged man led by him, and asked in a cold voice.

The middle-aged man at the head spat out a mouthful of blood and said with difficulty: "No, no one instructed us...... If you have the ability, you will kill me in public!"

Ye Fan sneered and said, "Of course I won't do it to kill you." I can put a foot on your crotch, though. I'm going to see if it's important to keep your employer's information, or if it's important that you can't be humane. ”

As he spoke, Ye Fan raised his foot on the chest of the middle-aged man led by him, and turned to step on the crotch of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man at the head hurriedly shouted: "I said, I said, it's Meng Zhanpeng, the prince of Liyang Group." ”

Ye Fan stopped his stomping, turned to kick the middle-aged man away, and said to himself, "Meng Zhanpeng? Yes, it seems to be a fox friend of An Qifang. ”

However, he couldn't think about it next, because the sirens of police cars could already be heard in the distance.

I saw Ye Fan take out his mobile phone, unhurriedly flipped out Zhao Lina's mobile phone number, and then called Zhao Lina.

Since An Qiye and the others instructed the underworld people to drive into a scrape or collision with his car, and then beat him under the pretext, it was difficult for the security guard Qiye and the others to let some police officers hack him in the police station without leaving a back hand.

A gentleman does not stand under the wall, he does not want to be caught in the police station and manipulated, whether it is black or white in a short period of time, what the enemy says.

Zhao Lina received Ye Fan's call and immediately said, "I'll arrive immediately, don't leave the scene with other policemen easily." ”

"Hehe, I know. Ye Fan said lightly.

hung up the phone, and after a while, the police car finally arrived at the scene.

However, it was not the police who arrived first, but the traffic police.

After the traffic police arrived, they immediately pulled the separation belt, took pictures and measured the evidence at the scene, and so on. Ye Fan is more cooperative.

As far as traffic accidents are concerned, the fault lies entirely with those few black social elements.

After about five or six minutes, the police officially arrived.

Ye Fan went around and dragged on for seven or eight minutes, and finally waited for Zhao Lina to arrive at the scene in a heroic police uniform, with seven or eight policemen behind her.