"Master Ye!"
The morning after Ye Fan was injured, Shen Hongxiu appeared in Jin Zhilin
She was wrapped in black clothes, carrying a guitar case on her back, wearing a mask, and hurriedly walked into the backyard.
On the deck chair in the backyard, Ye Fan was leaning against a pale-faced man who was leisurely drinking medicine.
Ye Fan was shot, and Song Hongyan originally wanted to send Ye Fan to Hongyan Hospital for treatment, but Ye Fan finally returned to Jin Zhilin.
For Ye Fan, Hongyan Hospital was crowded with people, not only was it easy for enemies to take advantage of it, but it was also easy for innocent patients to be affected during riots.
So after weighing the situation, he ran back to Jinzhilin to heal his injuries.
Sun Bufan's medical skills are enough to deal with shoulder gunshot wounds and toxins.
Facts also proved that the operation was very successful, especially after applying the red and white medicine, Ye Fan's wound was mostly healed in less than one night.
It was just the toxins from the removal that made him a little weak.
Seeing that Ye Fan was seriously injured, Song Hongyan not only turned away all the patients for him, but also personally prepared medicine to take care of Ye Fan.
Ye Fan didn't act coy and let Song Hongyan arrange it.
Seeing Shen Hongxiu appear, Ye Fan pursed his lips and smiled:
"Hongxiu, are you here?"
"You look so bad, did you stay up all night again?"
Ye Fan tilted his head slightly to the side: "Sit."
"Master Ye, I'm sorry, I hit the Eight-faced Buddha, but I didn't dig him out."
Shen Hongxiu did not sit down and felt ashamed standing in front of Mark:
"I hit him in the body and probably injured his waist and arms. There was blood on the canal pier where he fell."
"But no one has seen the Eight-faced Buddha."
"The Cai family's spies and nearly a hundred agents searched for him within a ten-kilometer radius but could not find him."
"It is estimated that he is hiding in a hidden place or has been hidden by someone with some influence."
"I'm sorry, I didn't kill the Eight-faced Buddha, which disappointed you and Mr. Song."
Although Shen Hongxiu only protected Song Hongyan secretly, she also kept following up and updating the information on the Eight-faced Buddha.
This also let her know how powerful the Eight-faced Buddha is.
Especially the chain of traps in the golden apartment yesterday made her realize once again that the Eight-faced Buddha is a serious problem.
Every step may seem ordinary, but they all contain fierce murderous intent, and someone may die if they are not careful.
If such an enemy is not eradicated quickly, it will really make people unable to sleep.
"I can't blame you."
There was not much surprise on Ye Fan's face, and he softly comforted the woman in front of him:
"If the Eight-faced Buddha could be killed easily, it would not be possible for him to be besieged by many countries and still survive until now."
"Yesterday, we were able to escape from the murderous intention he deployed, and even allowing you to shoot him secretly is considered a huge victory."
"And if Cai Lingzhi can lock down the eight-faced Buddha in its peak state, he will be able to uncover the seriously injured Eight-faced Buddha again."
"Dragon City is our territory. As long as there are any clues, a large number of people can kill it."
He told Shen Hongxiu not to worry too much, assuming that he would be able to kill the Eight-faced Buddha sooner or later.
Ye Fan didn't seem to care, but he felt a little more solemn in his heart, and was once again surprised by the ability of the Eight-faced Buddha.
He never thought that after being shot by Shen Hongxiu, the injured Eight-faced Buddha could still avoid the search of hundreds of people.
"Master Ye, thank you for your comfort, but this is already a thorn in my side."
Shen Hongxiu straightened up slightly: "No matter what, I will try my best to find the Eight-faced Buddha and kill him."
"It's good to have this intention, but don't act hastily."
Song Hongyan made a cup of black tea herself, put it in Shen Hongxiu's hand and smiled slightly:
"The Eight-faced Buddha is not a small character."
"Hiring a cancer killer to test our strength at the airport."
"Use the gas pipeline hub of the Golden Apartment to set up a killing bureau."
"Then use Cai Lingzhi's big data lock to lure us in!"
"If Ye Fan hadn't discovered the clues in time yesterday and stopped taking action, nearly a hundred people would have been blown into ruins along with the golden apartment."
After Ye Fan evacuated yesterday, bomb disposal experts searched the golden apartment and found that the gas pipeline had been installed with explosive mines.
The elements used to create explosives are common and simple.
But it can triple the power of gas, and it can also quickly volatilize astonishing amounts of toxic gases.
Once detonated, the entire golden apartment will be instantly reduced to ashes, and it can also poison creatures within a radius of dozens of meters.
Even if Ye Fan is a master of the earth realm, he will die suddenly in that kind of strong explosion and high temperature, let alone Ye Fan who loses his skills.
So Song Hongyan looked at Shen Hongxiu with clear eyes:
"This is not a simple killer."
"He is cunning and cunning and is good at using the elements around him. Even if he is injured, he is still a poisonous snake that can bite people to death."
"If you want to compete with him, you must not be arrogant, let alone think of fighting alone."
"You can join forces with Cai Lingzhi's intelligence team."
Song Hongyan already regarded Shen Hongxiu as her sister, so she sincerely hoped that nothing would happen to Shen Hongxiu.
"Mr. Song, don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."
Shen Hongxiu pursed her lips: "And it concerns the safety of Mr. Ye and you. I won't mess around."
"Actually, the Eight-faced Buddha should really be grateful for the wind yesterday."
"If there hadn't been a gust of wind at the moment I fired, causing the muzzle of the gun I was holding to deflect by just a millimeter, the Eight-faced Buddha would have been shot in the head by me."
Shen Hongxiu smiled bitterly and expressed her regret: "It seems that I will need to change to a heavier gun next time."
"Bring me the gun and see."
Ye Fan smiled and extended his hand to Shen Hongxiu.
Shen Hongxiu was stunned for a moment, then handed the guitar case to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan opened it and saw a popular sniper rifle in front of him, which Shen Hongxiu had brought out from Wuyi Lane.
This gun is not very good, but Shen Hongxiu is used to using it.
"when!"
Ye Fan threw the gun on the table: "The gun is not good enough for you, just stay here and make a fire stick."
Shen Hongxiu was startled: "Young Master Ye, what does this mean?"
"faint!"
Ye Fan did not respond directly, but turned around and shouted: "Have you got the gun you captured last time?"
"I'm coming."
As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Youyou's figure appeared in a flash:
"Have you got the gun ready? Why are you so impatient?"
"Don't you know that it takes countless manpower, material, and food to modify firearms?"
She complained with a small mouth: "It's only been a week, and you are urging me..."
"How can I have any manpower or material resources for you?"
Ye Fan glared at the little witch angrily:
"This week, you have either been eating or on the way to eat. How can you be tired?"
To be continued...