Ye Feng frowned.

The voice on the phone sounded familiar.

But I can't remember who it is.

The key is such a vicious tone, it sounds like there is some deep hatred.

There are not many people like this in Jiangcheng.

"Who are you?"

Ye Feng asked calmly.

"who I am?"

"Ha! I am Cao Jiabao! The eldest young master of Xinghong Group!!"

Cao Jiabao roared on the phone.

The shock makes people's eardrums hurt.

Ye Feng asked in a deep voice: "Your old man, haven't you been found yet?"

"Why did you mention my dad?"

"I'm telling you, don't think that just because Chu Lingshuang cooperates with my father, you are acting unscrupulously! Come here right away!"

Cao Jiabao said angrily.

Ye Feng frowned and said, "What do you want to do? Just tell me if you have anything to do. I'm very busy!"

"what I do?"

"Then you have to ask yourself, what evil tricks did you use against me!!"

Cao Jiabao said fiercely.

After Scar took Ye Feng and Chu Lingshuang away this morning, he was afraid that the old man Cao Xinghong would deal with him, so he ran away in the blink of an eye.

The results have only taken a few hours so far.

The injury to his arm began to worsen.

Not only did I lose feeling in my hands, but it also extended to my upper body. If I continued, I might lose feeling in my legs as well.

At that time, I can only sit in a wheelchair like Ye Junjie!

"So that's it. Don't worry, I won't die within a week. I'll just treat it as a small punishment for you."

Ye Feng said lightly.

Then he was ready to hang up the phone.

Today's shot hit Cao Jiabao's arm, unlike Ye Junjie's shot in the chest.

You also need to be a little gentler when starting.

Therefore, within a week, Cao Jiabao would be paralyzed and lying down at most, but his life would not be in danger.

It can be regarded as giving some face to Cao Xinghong, his subordinate.

"Ye, don't be too crazy!"

"You must come here!"

Cao Jiabao roared again.

"Master Cao threatened him, saying that if he didn't come, his mother would be killed!"

"Yes! I know this little bastard. His mother is his only relative. As long as he says this, he will not dare not come!"

While Cao Jiabao was talking, the voices of Ye Junjie and Ye Huairui came from the phone.

When Ye Feng heard this, his heart suddenly sank!

Father and son Ye Huairui and Ye Junjie really knew him very well.

His mother is his only relative now.

This is also where his reverse scale lies!

But if anyone dares to touch his mother, it will be of no use even if the King of Heaven comes!

"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin, right?"

"Okay! I want to see what you want to play!"

There was a hint of coldness in Ye Feng's tone.

Then hung up the phone.

"Master, go to Mengjiangting!"

Ye Feng said to the taxi driver.

………

Mengjiangting is a private pavilion located on the riverside.

It was first built by a rich man in Jiangcheng more than 30 years ago.

It is a famous house in Jiangcheng.

Later, the family fell into decline and changed hands several times.

I don’t know whose family the flowers will fall on.

Now it seems that it has fallen into the hands of the Cao family.

When Ye Feng arrived, it was getting late.

Knock on the door and enter,

A man who looked like a butler opened the door.

"I am…"

"You are Mr. Ye, right? Please come quickly."

Before Ye Feng finished speaking, the housekeeper invited Ye Feng into the hospital with a smile.

"My master knew that Mr. Ye would be arriving soon, so he asked his servant to wait here."

"Mr. Ye, please come with me."

The old servant explained while leading the way.

After Ye Feng heard this, he became puzzled.

The butler's words were unintelligible, and the master he spoke of did not sound like Cao Xinghong.

Because if Cao Xinghong really knew about this matter, he would have contacted him long ago, and there would be no need for such an arrangement.

Not long after.

Ye Feng was taken to the attic by the housekeeper with suspicion.

Everywhere you look, you can see ancient sounds and colors.

There is still a strong medicinal fragrance in the air.

At the bamboo fence near the river, an old man was sitting cross-legged, facing the river.

The old man looked slightly familiar from the back.

"Xiao Feng, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The old man slowly turned sideways and smiled slightly.

Seeing the other person's face clearly at this moment, Ye Feng was slightly surprised.

The person in front of him turned out to be Dr. Han who was invited to save Chu Yunting's life on the day of the battle in the ring.

Han Yumiao!

"Why is it you?"

Ye Feng frowned.

He didn't know much about Han Yumiao, but his medical skills were indeed somewhat brilliant.

But there doesn't seem to be much involvement between them.

And the people who just called were Cao Jiabao and the Ye family father and son.

How does this matter have anything to do with Han Yumiao?

"Why can't my old man be here?"

"This is my home, haha."

Han Yumiao said with a smile.

Ye Feng suddenly realized that the Mengjiangting Courtyard had fallen into the hands of Han Yumiao.
To be continued...