Chapter 52: Walking together

"Sir, sir!"

In a daze, Ye Fan heard someone calling, and he was still shaking around. He opened his eyes and saw the driver's anxious expression. Seeing Ye Fan awaken, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The place you are going to have arrived."

Ye Fan looked out the window, tried hard to sit up straight and said, "Thank you."

"Is there anything I need to help?" The driver saw that Ye Fan's current condition was not good.

"No. Of course, someone will answer me." Ye Fan looked out the window with deep eyes. He still remembered that he was lying when he got in the car. After that, he added another sentence: "Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight."

The other party nodded. Ye Fan pushed open the car door and suddenly remembered that he was in a taxi, which should have been paid. He quickly took out a piece from his pocket and handed it over. To express his gratitude, he added: "Don't look for it."

The driver wanted to be polite, but when he saw that what Ye Fan handed over was only Zhang Wuyuan bill. Seeing Ye Fan's crumbling appearance, he couldn't bear to say anything else, so he thanked him and rushed away.

Ye Fan continued to cover his wound with one hand and rushed towards the community in a crooked manner. He saw that there were several security guards in front of the door. He might be suspicious of his appearance, so he would rather have less trouble. So he changed the place and climbed over the wall into the community.

Ye Fan felt that he was heavy all the way, and when he went upstairs, he stepped on the stairs and made a loud bang. Looking out from outside the building, countless lights were on at this moment.

Convinced that he had not made a mistake, Ye Fan smashed the door a few times. Without reaction, Ye Fan had to tremble and take out the key himself.

Just after poking the keyhole a few times, the door actually opened itself. Ye Fan was stunned and saw Ye Ping standing in the door and said dissatisfiedly: "Why do you knock on the door if you have the key?"

"Why don't you open the door?" Ye Fan still had the heart to argue. But the moment he saw Ye Ping, his whole body had already relaxed. At this moment, his legs became weak and his hands could not hold on to the door frame. He fell straight forward.

Ye Ping was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to hug him. Only then did he see Ye Fan's left arm covered with blood. "Is it injured?" Ye Ping said in shock.

"Good eyesight..." Ye Fan still had the strength to speak.

Ye Ping quickly dragged Ye Fan to the sofa and checked his wound. "You are tied up by yourself? Damn!" Ye Ping said.

"What? Isn't it right to stop bleeding like this?" Ye Fan looked down.

"Yes, it's right. But, you have to tie it to the wound." Ye Ping said as she untied the cloth strip. Then she went into the inner room and took out a small box. After opening it, Ye Fan saw gauze, bandages, knives, tweezers and other things inside, and had guessed what Ye Ping was going to do. Although she was not confident in Ye Ping's cooking, she thought she should be more proficient in this play.

"So professional!" Ye Fan actually said it to himself so that he would not be too nervous.

"It's no professional. I haven't used it yet." Ye Ping said.

"What!" Ye Fan was extremely nervous, "Never used it?"

"Yes, I haven't suffered such a serious injury before." Ye Ping had already started to pack up the props.

Ye Fan's feeling of relaxation when he first met Ye Ping was gone. At this moment, he felt that the room was full of crisis. "Well, I'll call!" Ye Fan said.

"What phone call?" Ye Ping asked while preparing carefully.

"Call to your friend, if you kill me, you can ask him to collect my body." Ye Fan said and took out his cell phone.

"What corpse is collected?" Ye Ping said lightly, "You should be very clear about how we deal with the dead, right?"

The pool of clear water appeared in Ye Fan's mind, and he felt even more frightened. He was even more anxious to call, and he was also regretful. He should have gone to find Liu Qing, why did he run to Ye Ping? But his phone was dead. Ye Fan pressed all the keys but did not find any reaction. He suddenly remembered that when he walked past the bottom of the swimming pool that day... there was no ordinary phone that was not afraid of water.

Ye Fan hurriedly went to take out the pda again, but Ye Ping was ready and said impatiently: "Okay, I really think I will die!" As he said that, he pulled Ye Fan's arm, flapped his hand and pulled down all the sleeves inside and outside, and then said: "At most, it's amputation!"

Ye Fan trembled all over and suddenly stood up and said, "I want to go out for a walk."

"Go away!" Ye Ping shouted, suddenly waved everything, Ye Fan could dodge it, she cut it to the neck with her palm, and felt that her consciousness became more and more turbid. Before she fainted completely, she only spit out two words: "Yang Guo..."

The sun shone in from outside the window. Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, looked around, and lay on Ye Ping's bed.

Suddenly, he realized that his right arm was stretched out and grabbed it to the side. He breathed a sigh of relief. His left arm was still there. The wound was wrapped with a bandage. Ye Fan gently touched it with his hand, and the pain was still there.

"Don't touch it!" Ye Ping's voice suddenly exploded.

Ye Fan was shocked, but he touched him hard, so painful that he grinned.

"The injury is not too serious." Ye Ping walked in with a cup and his hands. "The blood vessels and nerves are not damaged much, but they have lost a lot of blood. If it were an ordinary person, he might have died long ago."

Ye Ping took a sip of the water in the cup and handed it to Ye Fan.

"I don't want your DNA in the water." Ye Fan's expressionless face.

"You..." Ye Ping's murderous aura had already come out.

"Just kidding..." Ye Fan hurriedly took it and asked, "How long will the injury heal?"

"How do I know that I have never been injured. Only the most incompetent craftsman will be shot by a gun." Ye Ping said.

Ye Fan was speechless.

"I want to eat something?" Ye Ping asked, standing by the door.

"As long as it's not done by you, you can do it." Ye Fan replied. He was indeed a little hungry, but he was not yet hungry.

"Then you go and make some noodles by yourself!" Ye Ping waved her hand.

"I am a wounded!" Ye Fan protested unwillingly.

"The most inexperienced craftsman will take this little injury to heart." Ye Ping replied.

"I lost too much blood." Ye Fan shouted.

Ye Ping had already walked out and ignored him at all. Ye Fan had to get out of bed by himself. When he walked out, he saw that Ye Ping was messing around with the TV again, and he really had no intention of helping him.

"Where is instant noodles?" Ye Fan asked. If he remembered correctly, on the day he left, all the food and drink in the house had been eliminated, except for half a bottle of soy sauce.

Ye Ping pointed to the kitchen. Ye Fan walked over and heard Ye Ping sit still and shouting, "Put a bowl for me."

After a moment, Ye Fan brought a bowl and walked out.

"Where is mine?" Ye Ping was angry.

"I lost too much blood." Ye Fan answered the question irrelevantly.

Ye Ping had to get up and go into the kitchen, immediately brought out a bowl, and said, "Why don't you bring it out after soaking?"

"I lost too much blood." Ye Fan said again.

"Bang", Ye Ping inserted the plastic fork in the instant noodles bowl into the coffee table. Ye Fan shivered and asked, "What time is it now."

"Look at it for yourself." Ye Ping said.

Ye Fan looked around and couldn't find any clocks or watches, so he asked: "www.piaotian.com!" Ye Ping replied.

"What?" Ye Fan was confused.

"TV!" Ye Ping said.

Ye Fan glanced at the TV and saw that the time was showing in the upper right corner, and was moving towards seven o'clock. Ye Fan continued to say in a daze: "Isn't TV TV?" He thought in his mind that Ye Ping was speaking in English.

Ye Ping said calmly: "Talents who are uneducated are abbreviated!"

Ye Fan was crazy. At this time, music suddenly started on TV, and the morning news of A City started to broadcast. "Change the channel!" Ye Fan shouted.

Ye Ping was about to broadcast, "Wait!" Ye Fan shouted again.

What was played in the news was about the Xu family last night. Of course, the fight between the craftsmen was impossible to be photographed. Now the TV shows the situation after the battle between the Xu family. From the front yard, the surface collapsed like a local earthquake, to the Xu family's mansion that was blown away in a corner.

"What did you do?" Ye Ping asked.

"Some are!" Ye Fan said, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "Look, look."

"What are you watching?" Ye Ping's eyes kept staring at the TV, and she didn't notice any special scenes.

"Did you see that light? I broke it." Ye Fan said.

Ye Ping saw that the screen was turning from one corner of Xu's house to another corner. There was indeed a ball of scrap iron. Could it be the light on Ye Fan's mouth?

"What happened last night?" Ye Ping asked.

"Xu Yan is a skilled man, do you know?" Ye Fan said.

"That girl!?" Ye Ping was shocked, "I didn't notice it at all."

"It's probably Xu Ling's person, Xu Ling, do you know?" Ye Fan said.

Ye Ping smiled: "I am surprised that you know Xu Ling." After saying this, he murmured again: "It turns out to be Xu Ling, no wonder."

"What?" Ye Fan asked.

"Xu Ling is an assassination organization, especially at sneak attacks after disguising. The disguised aura is what their organization is best at. It is not surprising that I didn't notice it." Ye Ping said.

"Isn't this difficult to prevent?" Ye Fan thought of a guy who looked like an ordinary person, but suddenly launched a powerful attack like a savvy at him. He was indeed unpredictable.

"Of course it's hard to prevent, otherwise how could Xu Ling be the only one of our Ye family's assassination organization? But you don't have to worry too much. As long as you have enough level, you may not be able to see the other party's disguise. Xu Yan seems to be a master. What is her code name for Xu Ling?" Ye Ping asked.

"Qingling. Maybe this is it!" Ye Fan said.

"Qingling!" Ye Ping thought.

"What's the origin?" Ye Fan asked.

"Qing Ling is one of the four groups of Xu Ling. The eldest code of this group is Qing Ling. However, due to the special nature of the assassination mission, even the team leader may evaporate on earth at any time. Therefore, in this group, the code-named Qing Ling will not only be one group leader, but also four, which can probably be regarded as the candidate group leader. Once the team leader dies, one of the four candidates will be immediately selected and become the new team leader Qing Ling. And for outsiders, they don't know which one is the real team leader Qing Ling." Ye Ping said.

"You know a lot." Ye Fan said.
Chapter completed!