Chapter 229: Breaking into Qingyun Mansion Alone

After a long time of not hearing back from Yuechan, Xia Fan was anxious, took out his mobile phone and was about to call her again, which Cheng wanted Yuechan, who was dressed in black clothes and black dresses, and appeared behind him with a smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"I'm curious, it's so late, why did I return to Wancheng in a hurry?"

Yuechan took the ticket and blew it lightly on her red lips.

Xia Fan suddenly turned around when he heard the voice, "There is something wrong over there, and I am in a hurry to go back and deal with it." ā€

"Oh! Is it for the bloodbath of the Qingyun Gang? ā€

Yuechan raised her eyebrows slightly, she should have thought of this earlier, after all, the Qingyun Gang was taken by Xia Fan, although it was handed over to Guan Xiaodao to take care of, after all, he was at the helm behind the scenes, and there was a disaster to destroy the gang, can he stand by and watch?

"You know? Could it be that the dragon soul did it? ā€

Xia Fan glanced at the ticket and didn't pick it up, but looked directly at Yuechan.

"The imagination is so rich, the dragon soul wants to destroy the Qingyun Gang, what is happening at the snap of a finger, why be afraid of the head and tail, act secretly, even if you are cut down and eradicated, will it never be troubled, why bother to recruit you!"

Hearing Xia Fan's words, Yuechan was displeased.

"Then how can you be so clear about the Qingyun Gang?"

Xia Fan's tone changed a little more, now he is also a member of the Dragon Soul, and he doesn't believe that he is doing this to the Qingyun Gang behind his back.

"What is there to hide from the dragon soul? A few days ago, I received a report from my subordinates that the Yanhuang Special Combat Team sent two people to Wancheng, and at first I thought that they were carrying out some secret mission, but now it seems that nine times out of ten it was done by them, otherwise, it may be difficult for ordinary strength to make such a big move! ā€

Yuechan lowered her voice.

"Yan Huang Special Combat Team! Isn't it subordinate to the mysterious forces of the state? If you don't carry out major national affairs, how can you quietly attack a small gang? What's more, the current Qingyun Gang is doing serious business. ā€

Xia Fan muttered to himself, if it was really the Yanhuang Special Combat Team, then how could he take revenge, he couldn't fight against the country, right? In this way, with his current strength, he will die and have no place to be buried, not to mention love his country very much.

Seeing Xia Fan's hesitation, Yuechan said again: "Remember, now you are a person of the dragon soul, think twice before doing things, let's not cause trouble, but we are not afraid of things, if it is really Yanhuang Special Warfare and killing innocents, you can exercise the right in your hands, do the right for the heavens, eliminate violence and peace, and we will support you." ā€

"Thank you! Are you relieved, no matter who it is? Anyone who dares to hurt my brother, I want him to be buried with him! ā€

Rolling waves, loud and sounding.

Suddenly, from Xia Fan's body, a powerful momentum in the middle stage of the Jing Rank emanated, and Yue Chan, who was also a cultivator, naturally noticed it, and what she didn't understand was why she couldn't perceive the slightest bit just now, it was clearly an ordinary person, and when they met before, they were just beginner Yuan Rank cultivators, what the hell is going on.

Just as he was about to ask the doubts in his heart, Xia Fan's momentum was suddenly restrained, and he couldn't perceive his cultivation at all, even a little more ordinary than ordinary people, could it be that it was an illusion just now, an illusion, Yuechan was shocked, and sighed: "With your current strength, even if you go back, you really want to meet someone from the Yanhuang Special Combat Team and sacrifice your life in vain, so why don't I accompany you on a trip." ā€

"I appreciate your kindness, let me solve it myself."

Xia Fan snatched the ticket and walked towards the security check.

Yuechan shook her head helplessly, looked at Xia Fan's figure, and made a great decision in her heart, as long as Xia Fan can retreat from the whole body and resolve the crisis in this competition, he can be entrusted with the task, which can be regarded as a test for him.

When the plane landed safely at Wancheng Airport, it was five o'clock in the morning, Xia Fan quickly left the airport, took a ride back to his home, and when he stood at the door of his house, a long-lost mood quietly crept into his heart, his consciousness was released, and he scanned the entire courtyard in an instant, and after finding that there was no suspicion, he was ready to climb over the wall, but he glanced at it and saw that the gate was hidden, and he chuckled in his heart, because he knew that Yin Qingrou had always been cautious, and it was impossible not to check the door lock before going to bed, unless there was no one at home, or there was an accident.

A heart mentioned the throat and eyes, hoping that Qingrou would not have an accident, pushed the door and walked in, where the eyes entered, it was desolate, the vegetables and seedlings in the yard were all destroyed, and there was no life, it can be concluded that Yin Qingrou should not have been home for a few days, Xia Fan's fists were clenched tightly, his divine sense had probed the main building, the house was empty, what happened to him, whether Qingrou was still alive, Xia Fan at this moment had an urge to cry, and while walking inside, he hoped that Yin Qingrou would leave some clues.

When he entered the first floor, Xia Fan couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, slammed his fist on the door, and roared, "Who did it?" ā€

With the help of the light, the house was in a mess, the furniture and household appliances were all destroyed, and he suffered this vicious change again and again, Xia Fan felt that he had hurt Qingrou, and his deep self-blame overwhelmed him, and he sat on the floor dejectedly, letting the man's tears slide down, at this time, he was in a big mess, at a loss, and he didn't know where to start.

At this time, Xia Fan suddenly remembered a person, bald, yes, bald, a phone call, and after a few rings, an impatient voice came from the microphone, "Who the fuck?" Don't let you sleep in the morning? ā€

From his voice, Xia Fan could tell that it was not a bald voice, could it be that something had happened to him too, his mind was racing, and he immediately screamed: "Oh, isn't this Miss Wang's phone?" Who are you? ā€

"Bastard, I'm impatient, you're making a mistake."

The other party scolded angrily and hung up the phone.

The bald mobile phone fell into the hands of others, indicating that he was restricted or had been killed, otherwise, it would be impossible to live with a man in the middle of the night, and he should not have such a heavy taste.

The bald head didn't work, so I had to go to Qingyun Mansion to investigate in person, and I was about to get up and leave, remembering the second-level magic weapon nine-story pagoda I got from the antique city, and took it out from the hidden place of the bedroom, but fortunately it was intact and not destroyed.

With the nine-story pagoda, Xia Fan disappeared into the night.

When the sky was bright, Qingyun Daxia came to an uninvited guest, it was Xia Fan, with a strange way, escaped the sight of the security guards, evaded the heavy surveillance, and lurked in the basement of the Qingyun Gang's lair unknowingly.

At this time, the basement lights were dim, and there were a lot more security guards, but it looked very strange, Xia Fan quietly approached the helper's office, which was brightly lit, so he chose a dark place to hide, and just hid his body, he heard a burst of dark laughter, at first glance, the voice was a little familiar, after pondering, he was horrified, it turned out to be the second hall master Zeng Shijie, wasn't he sent back to his hometown by a knife? How did it come here?

In Xia Fan's doubts, Zeng Shijie's voice came again, "Mr. Guan, I can be the leader of this gang and use it for you forever, but you also have to promise me one condition." ā€

"You dare to talk about conditions?"

A deep voice sounded, without a hint of human touch.

"No, it's not a condition, it's a request, you should know that Xia Fan's kid is a difficult master, especially if he and Guan Xiaodao don't get rid of it for a day, I won't sleep steadily, so, please kill them, I can better serve you, otherwise how can I do things well if I don't worry all day long."

"Don't worry, as long as Xia Fanken shows up, I will kill him with my own hands! As for Guan Xiaodao, he has been made like that by you, what is the difference between him and a dead man, when Xia Fan dies, he will be buried alive together! ā€

"Mr. Guan is really thoughtful, I am relieved to have your words, do you say that Xia Fan will be fooled?"

"Haha, let's get rid of his friends one by one, I'm not afraid that I won't send them to the door, and I'll tell you the good news, Xia Fan has returned to Wancheng, and his whereabouts are all under our control."

"Ahh For...... Why not just kill him, he's very dangerous, you know? ā€

Hearing that Xia Fan had returned to Wancheng, Zeng Shijie's tone changed.

"It's not in vain! What am I afraid of? Don't talk about one Xia Fan, even if there are ten, I will still kill him! ā€

The disdainful words of the man surnamed Guan reached Xia Fan's ears, and he held a silver needle in his hand, waiting for the opportunity to act.

From Mr. Guan's mouth, Xia Fan learned that all the incidents were committed by them, but unfortunately they didn't know Yin Qingrou's whereabouts, so they had to shoot not only quickly, but also ruthlessly, and they must not let the other party notice, otherwise, once the news is leaked, if Yin Qingrou is in their hands, it will definitely be very dangerous, so they must solve the surrounding eyeliner first.

After making up his mind, Xia Fan rushed into the distance with a ghostly body, his hand rose and fell, and the needle pierced into the death hole, of course, no one died, but was in a deep coma, and after silently eliminating the four people, he attacked the six people outside the helper's office.

"Who?"

The man surnamed Guan had extraordinary hearing, and even the slightest sound could not escape his ears, and he jumped out of the door as he spoke.

Xia Fan's speed was faster, and in less than a tenth of a second, he easily dealt with the guards outside the door, and at the same time, he kicked the figure that flashed out.

"Bang!"

The other party snorted and flew directly into the house.

Xia Fan followed him like a shadow, his figure flashed, and he chased after him, grabbed his neck with his hand, and lifted the person from the ground.

"You, who are you? How is it so powerful? ā€

Xia Fan looked at the guy in front of him, in a suit and leather shoes, with a wide head, a square face, and a small beard on his chin, obviously quite surprised by Xia Fan's strength, shocked and breathless, his cheeks turned purple, and he tried to resist with his hands dancing.

Zeng Shijie, who was sitting behind the desk, was trembling all over his body when he saw Xia Fan, he didn't expect that Mr. Guan from the capital would be defeated by Xia Fan with one move, how high is this strength! Finally reacted, and his lips trembled, "Xia ...... Mr. Xia, you, are you back? ā€

In an instant, the second hall master of the Qingyun Gang, who had been terrifying, was so frightened that he was so frightened that he was urinating, and a trickle of urine flowed down from the boss's chair, and suddenly a smell of urine filled the room.

Seeing Zeng Shijie's appearance, Xia Fan was happy, and slammed his fist on the square-faced man's ear, and the other party's head hung down and fell down immediately.

Xia Fan made up for it again, squinted at Zeng Shijie, and said coldly: "Second hall master, you are really not safe enough, the net was opened that day, only let the knife abolish you and save your life, but now, you are unrepentant and turn around to deal with the knife and me!" Give you another chance, whether to live or die is up to you. ā€

Pressing his hands on the table, Xia Fan leaned over and asked.

"I'll be honest, I hope you'll let me go."

After all, having seen strong winds and waves, Zeng Shijie gradually calmed down.

"As long as one of my friends is gone, no matter if you tell the truth or not, none of you or the gang behind you will survive!"

The cold words popped out from between Xia Fan's teeth one by one, so frightened that Zeng Shijie almost slipped under the chair.