After Luo Ye left the woods, he walked straight to the brightly lit villa.
The Nanshan Villa has become a mess. The original clean and tidy wooden floor has been trampled full of mud marks. A group of people leaned against the fire and wept bitterly. Their pale faces were covered with tears. Most of them thought they had bankrupted; Some people are not ignorant of the so-called ripping and scuffles, and now only frenzy remains on the originally prudent faces; more people gather around the telephone, waiting for the "communication minister" to repair the phone line that was cut by the robbers.
The cell phones of the hostages have long been taken away by the robbers and trampled on. Now the only hope is this old telephone in the villa.
The Minister of Communications is a white and fat guy. He wipes his forehead five times every time he twists the thread. His chest and back are already stained with sweat, and his short fingers are trembling constantly. He did the simple telephone line repair work, and he did not do a good job for more than ten minutes-the endurance of the hostages has reached its limit, and there is the possibility of emotional breakdown at any time.
Lin Wanyu had already been taken back to the villa by Li Yifeng. She looked worriedly at the scarred hostages until Luo Ye appeared next to her, and then she turned around.
A sweet smile emerged from her cheek, "You are finally back, I thought..."
Luo Ye interrupted her, "Where is Xiaofeng?"
"Cousin Yifeng is in the bathroom." Lin Wanyu said hurriedly: "Since he was rescued, he has been in a depressed mood. I don't know how to comfort him."
Luo Ye nodded, turned and walked towards the bathroom.
"Luo Ye!" Lin Wanyu called his name from behind.
"What's the matter?" Luo Ye asked back.
Lin Wanyu bit her lip, "Cousin Yifeng is a good man. Sometimes he can't choose, so please don't make it difficult for him—"
Luo Ye blinked, "What do you mean?"
"I mean," Lin Wanyu said firmly: "If Li Yichen doesn't want to disclose his identity. Then we don't need to pursue it deeply, lest cousin Yifeng be embarrassed on both sides."
Luo Ye smiled lightly, "Have you forgotten that Li Yichen almost killed us? He can do it the first time, and he can do it the second time. Being soft-hearted is not a trait that a female president should have."
"But he is my relative after all. He was just blinded by hatred." Lin Wanyu pulled out the only remaining medical diary from his backpack and handed it to Luo Ye. "Just look at it and you will understand his heart-even if I beg you."
Luo Ye reluctantly reached out and took the diary. After flipping it twice, he suddenly changed his face when he saw a line of text on the last page.
"Luo Ye?" Lin Wanyu blinked in confusion. She didn't know what caused an extremely calm killer to become like a big enemy.
"It's okay." Luo Ye concealed his inner terror. Close the manuscript diary in a hurry, "I will take care of it."
"Hey, you haven't said how to deal with it yet!" Lin Wanyu shouted, but Luo Ye waved his hands behind his back and walked towards the bathroom without looking back.
Luo Ye is still very clear about the specific location of the toilet. He used to excuse to go to the bathroom. He deliberately walked into the maze on the second floor, and now he was very sure that the manipulator Li Yichen was behind the wall at the end of the maze—but the first thing he had to do was not to find Li Yichen, but to find Li Yifeng.
Ling Dingyi leaned tiredly on the wall outside the bathroom door. Squinting his eyes, closing his eyes to rest. It seemed that the noise from the outside had nothing to do with him.
He never thought that a giant party would have such a big twists and turns. In the big tent, listening to those high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen tremblingly report their secret accounts and the deposits in the accounts. He could not wait to snatch the robber's gun and shoot all these high-ranking officials to death. Politics is not a good thing, and it is even more disgusting if it has a relationship with money. Ling Dingyi began to shake his life goals, as Luo Ye said, even if he can use his identity to blackmail corrupt officials, what good is it? It's nothing more than to make them more greedy and unscrupulous. Instead of that, he might as well be Luo Ye a little brother and follow him...
"How long has Xiaofeng been in?"
Ling Dingyi opened his eyes in astonishment and saw Luo Ye standing in front of him with a relaxed face.
"Brother Luo..." Ling Dingyi hurriedly reached out to help his glasses, and realized that the glasses had long been broken by the robbers when he touched the bridge of his nose.
"How long has he been in?" Luo Ye continued to ask.
"Probably—" Ling Dingyi made a rough estimate. "It's been ten minutes."
"This kid, how about you?" Luo Ye pushed the door and walked inside.
"Brother Luo—" Ling Dingyi stopped talking.
Luo Ye turned his face back, "Why do you hesitate? If there is fart, let it go, if there is feces, then pull it, anyway, the toilet is here."
Ling Dingyi licked his dry lips, "I want to ask, does the job in the lower district you mentioned before, do it still count?"
"Professional?" Luo Ye frowned slightly, then laughed loudly, "You want to be me a little brother, right?"
Ling Dingyi made a big blush. How noble is his status, who in the entire Jinghua City does not admire him? When Luo Ye said the word "little brother", Ling Dingyi felt a bit of a loss of face, but soon he realized that there was nothing wrong with Luo Ye's words. One's own face is completely imaginary, it is the product of family accumulation, if he is not surnamed Ling, no one will put him in the eyes. Now, he is following Luo Ye in his own capacity, not as a family. Isn't this what he has always longed for
"Yes," he took a deep breath, "Brother Luo, I am willing to follow you and be your little brother." As soon as the words were spoken, the whole body was relaxed.
Luo Ye smiled and nodded, and patted his shoulder gently. "My little brother's bar will open the day after tomorrow. You go with me."
Ling Dingyi looked a little excited, "Okay!" He was not because he was able to go to the bar, but because he was recognized by Luo Ye.
Luo Ye immediately opened the bathroom door and swaggered in.
Li Yifeng buried his head deeply and propped his arms on the edge of the pool. The faucet is rustling, and the water has overflowed from the pool. The ground was flowing all over, soaking his blood-stained leather shoes, he didn't care.
He didn't realize that Luo Ye walked in and buried his head in the water. It took a long time to lift it up, and his hair swayed wet. He closed his eyes and tried to fumble for the towel, but the blood stains on his wrist made his movements very awkward.
Luo Ye gently pursed his lower lip, walked over, and handed him a clean towel.
"Thank you." Li Yifeng said weakly, and wiped the water drops and blood stains on his face with a towel. He glanced at his glasses inadvertently, and saw Luo Ye standing behind him with a gloomy look in the mirror.
"Luo, Brother Luo, it's you—" He quickly wiped his face. Turned his head. He tried to smile, but his legs were stiff from the moment he was rescued, and now he could not stand firmly when he saw Luo Ye again.
"Go out and control them." Luo Ye frowned and said.
"Ah? Who?" Li Yifeng was stunned, he had been waiting for Luo Ye to question him in a faceless manner. Forcing him to explain the manipulator behind the scenes, he didn't expect Luo Ye to say something else.
"The scumbags are ruining your house. As a master, you should take care of them."
Li Yifeng exhaled and gave a wry smile. "They have all gone bankrupt and ruined, and I am the same. I may lose more than this. Nanshan Manor is no longer the Nanshan Manor of my dreams. Do whatever they want."
"I don't care about their ruin. I can't let you ruin." Luo Ye paused. "To be precise. You can't ruin your Nanshan Manor."
Li Yifeng strongly supported the smooth sink, feeling every nerve in his body trembling. "Me, us?"
Luo Ye did not follow along. Instead, the conversation changed, "I killed most of the robbers, and at the same time all the stolen money was cancelled through the return procedure. The people here, except for the few who have died, should be billionaires or billions. A millionaire, should it be a high-ranking government official or a high-ranking government official."
Li Yifeng was flabbergasted, not knowing what to say.
Luo Ye thumped him on the shoulder. "Bring me up and take care of those rich people like pigs! Clean up this mess!"
Li Yifeng nodded vigorously. Luo Ye's punch was weak, but it caused Li Yifeng's muscles and bones to be extremely painful, as if he was about to separate his body and soul-the pain awakened his nerves suddenly.
Luo Ye turned and opened the bathroom door. Before leaving the house, he turned to Li Yifeng and said, "Remember, you are the owner of Nanshan Manor." Before Li Yifeng could react, Luo Ye disappeared behind the door and turned towards the second place. Go in the direction of the building...
Li Yifeng took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, straightened his waist and walked out of the bathroom.
Ling Dingyi glanced at him in surprise. He thought that Li Yifeng was extremely depressed and would not be able to recover for at least a few months or even years. He didn't expect that within a few minutes, he would be radiant and reborn. "What did Brother Luo do to you?"
Li Yifeng smiled calmly, "He punched me."
Ling Dingyi blinked in confusion, and when he was about to continue to question, Li Yifeng strode through the corridor and walked into the living room.
The Minister of Communications, who had been busy answering the telephone line before, finally connected the wires to expectations. He picked up the microphone tremblingly, and a normal waiting sound came from the receiver. The Minister of Communications wiped the sweat on his face, and his body seemed to be unloaded. After a heavy burden, "Finally passed—"
Before he could say anything, Li Yifeng grabbed a sharp knife on the coffee table and cut the phone line with one knife.
"Named Li!" The Minister of Communications shouted like a sow who had been raped, "What are you doing!" The other hostages also yelled, but they were afraid of the sharp knife in Li Yifeng's hand, so none of them dared to move forward.
"I want to know," Li Yifeng glanced coldly at the noisy living room. "What do you want to do after you get on the phone?"
Everyone was stunned. Their money was robbed by the robbers, and it should be reported that they should be reported, but the money is all gray income, and it is impossible to talk about it at all. One of the rich men said in a hoarse voice: "Should we call someone to pick you up?" The others responded.
"Yes, you can go home, and I wish I would never see you again." Li Yifeng said disgustingly: "But I have to remind you that my cousin Wanyu's bodyguard, Mr. Luo Yeluo, is your savior. , Rebirth parents, you just leave without saying anything like this. Isn’t it too unconscionable?"
A female celebrity who was crying and wearing makeup said: "Our money was robbed by robbers. Even if we want to repay, we can't repay—"
"Just want to repay." Li Yifeng smiled, "I just said that Mr. Luo Ye is your savior and reborn parent is not an exaggeration, because he has already withdrawn all the money to your respective accounts. —"
As soon as the words came out, the living room immediately exploded. Everyone's face was surprised and joyful. There were a few people with a bad heart who couldn't stand such great joy and grief, and they passed out immediately.
When the cheers of the crowd came to an end, Li Yifeng continued unhurriedly: "Everyone, don't be too happy...". . )