Fang Yanan also heard her father Fang Shengtian mention the incident five years ago, and it was this main reason that Fang Shengtian tried his best to marry Fang Yanan to Haitian, to put it bluntly, Fang Shengtian was just to repay his kindness.

But what Fang Yanan never expected was that Haitian was indifferent to his last solemn warning, and a trace of powerless despair arose spontaneously in his heart.

Ye Sanping parked the car in the grass more than ten meters away from the commercial vehicle, and after getting out of the car, he slowly approached the commercial vehicle step by step under the cover of the surrounding grass and mounds.

What appeared in front of Ye Sanping's eyes were buildings that seemed to have been hollowed out, each building had no external walls, and some were just a few thick and large cement pillars supporting the entire building.

The surroundings are as quiet as water, a desolation, occasionally heard a few sounds like crows chirping birds, a swishing cold wind swept by, it is inevitable that people have a chilling, eerie feeling.

"Bang, bang, bang." The rear window of the van sounded three crisp knocks.

"Paralyzed, who?" The gangster driver on the main driver alertly poked his head out of the window and scolded.

With the sound of the door opening, the gangster driver got out of the car and probed into the rear window.

Suddenly, the gangster driver felt a cold wind from behind him, and he couldn't help but feel cold behind his back, beads of sweat the size of beans came out of his forehead from time to time, and then a cold sharp knife had been drawn to his neck.

The gangster driver tried to turn around, but was stopped by a dull shout.

"Don't look back, or I can't guarantee you'll get a long cut in your neck." The mysterious man behind him spoke in a tone like a messenger from hell, cold and dull, so frightened that the gangster driver kept trembling up and down, afraid that the mysterious man would go down with a knife, and he would go to hell to see the king of Yama.

"You, who are you?" The gangster driver said tremblingly, his speech was already indistinct from fright.

"Hehe, who am I, you don't need to know, what you need to know most is that the knife in my hand is not fake." The mysterious man said with a smirk.

"You, don't kill me, I don't want to die yet."

"Don't worry, as long as you cooperate with me, I will never embarrass you."

The mysterious man finally said something that made the gangster breathe a sigh of relief.

"We must cooperate, we must cooperate."

"Say, who the hell are you writing about, and why did you kidnap that woman?" The mysterious man said through gritted teeth.

"This—" The gangster seemed to understand all of a sudden.

"What, do you really want Lao Tzu to open the way for you?" The mysterious man said cruel words while gesturing back and forth in front of the gangster driver with the dagger in his hand.

"Don't be impulsive, be careful with the knife in your hand, I say. We are all ***, and the person in the lead is our hall master Haitian, he is the prince of the Sihai Group, and the woman who was kidnapped is the daughter-in-law of the hall master. ”

***？ This is the first time that he has heard that such an organization exists in Tiandu City, and the mysterious man frowned, flashing a trace of doubt and incomprehension.

"Since it's his daughter-in-law, why kidnap her?"

"I don't know the specifics, I know that the woman seems to be saying that she refuses to marry the hall master, and the hall master has to strike first, first cut and then play."

Finally, I ask you another question: "What floor are they on?" ”

"Three, third floor."

It turned out that he wanted the overlord to make a bow and cook raw rice into mature rice. The mysterious man Ye Sanping secretly despised this so-called *** hall master Haitian in his heart.

"I've said everything I should have said, now you can..."

Before the gangster driver finished speaking, Ye Sanping waved his knife and hit the gangster driver's cervical vertebrae, only to see the gangster driver's eyes turned white, his legs were weak, like a soft-footed shrimp, and his face was pale and collapsed to the ground.

Ye Sanping immediately sneered, and his pupils kept spreading outward with a seeping murderous aura, like a sharp sword, shooting directly at the third floor of the building.

I saw Ye Sanping jumping on the open space in front of the building, as if two springs were installed on the soles of his feet, and the powerful hands directly and firmly grasped a cement slab across the floor of the second floor, and then volleyed his feet to hang upside down with a golden hook, and the action was done in one go, without dragging mud and water at all, as if a vigorous gymnast climbed up to the second floor very quickly. Then he climbed directly to the third floor along the cement pillars on the second floor, like a monkey, fast and agile.

"You, what are you going to do? Get out of here, or I'll shout for help." Fang Yanan was terrified, making a desperate death struggle at the end.

"Haha, you scream, even if you cut your throat, no one will save you." Haitian said with a sinister smile, full of the ugly face of a villain.

Just when Haitian was about to make a move, Fang Yanan stopped struggling, and her delicate face became very shocked, and there was a hint of surprise behind the shock.

"How could it be that scoundrel?" Fang Yanan was secretly stunned in his heart, but he also sent out an incomparable desire.

Fang Yanan's sudden abnormality aroused Haitian's vigilance.

Suddenly, a very bad feeling came from behind him, as if it was a dark wind from hell, prompting an incomparably cold feeling to pour from his back.

"Oh no, there's someone behind it." Haitian suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and quickly turned around.

I saw a young man with his hands on his chest, like a smiling tiger, staring straight at the sea and sky, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

"You, you stinky scoundrel, Miss Ben is already like this, you can still laugh." Fang Yanan spoke first, as if he had grasped the last straw to save his life, and he would never let go of anything, even if he was molested by this stinky scoundrel again, it was much better than being forcibly possessed by Haitian, a despicable and shameless scoundrel.

Ye Sanping didn't speak, still staring at Haitian.

"You, who are you? Dare to come here and ruin the good things of Young Master Ben? Haitian suddenly thought that he still had a helper, so he shook his senses and shouted with a fierce look in his eyes.

"I was just passing by to get soy sauce." Ye Sanping was not affected by Haitian at all, and put on a lively look.

"Since you are passing by, Lao Tzu advises you not to meddle in your affairs, otherwise when Lao Tzu's helper comes, you won't be able to leave if you want to." Haitian had a gloomy face, and he threatened with a domineering look.

Ye Sanping unhurriedly took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, took a hard breath, and said while spitting out white mist: "What if I don't leave, what can you do with me?" ”

What the hell does this stinky scoundrel want to do, why is there so much nonsense? Fang Yanan's heart began to get anxious.