"Who are you!?" Ye Qingxue asked hurriedly when she heard the voice.
The man over there sneered: "What? It's only been a few days and you can't hear my voice anymore?"
Ye Qingxue looked shocked: "It's you!?"
Xiao Fan also heard the voice of the person on the side. It was none other than Zhao Siming, who had disappeared for several days.
"What do you want to do?" Ye Qingxue asked with a frown.
Zhao Siming smiled and said: "What do I want to do? She is such a beautiful woman, what else do you think I can do to her?"
"You bastard! Don't touch her!" Ye Qingxue said angrily.
Zhao Siming was not angry, he still smiled and said: "Want to save her? Yes, as long as you come to me, I will let her go."
"Where are you?" Ye Qingxue asked hurriedly.
Zhao Siming: "Lincheng Laojun Temple, if you want to save her, come alone. If you dare to call the police or bring others, then don't blame me for not warning you. You will be responsible for the consequences yourself!
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"Okay! Don't touch Wen Xin, I'll go now!" Ye Qingxue said.
Zhao Siming sneered: "Remember, you are the only one."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Ye Qingxue hurriedly stood up and walked out, and Xiao Fan followed.
Later that night, they got on the plane again and rushed back to Lincheng.
On the plane, Ye Qingxue looked outside, her face full of worry.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Fan comforted her for a moment: "Don't worry too much, I will definitely give him a lesson after I catch him, so that he will never be a man again!"
Ye Qingxue sighed: "I'm afraid Wen Xin has been poisoned by him."
Xiao Fan didn't know how to answer when he heard this.
Because he knew that Zhao Siming was now an almost crazy person.
What else can't a madman do?
The only thing he hopes now is that he doesn't do anything to Ye Wenxin, although this hope is not very big...
In the evening, they finally returned to Lincheng Airport.
After Ye Qingxue got off the plane, she quickly took out her mobile phone and called Ye Wenxin.
"Sorry, the number you dialed cannot be connected at the moment." A cold system prompt came from over there.
She hung up the phone and dialed repeatedly, but the system sound was still there.
She tried several times but got the same sound.
"Her mobile phone should have been turned off by Zhao Siming. Let's rush there first." Xiao Fan said.
The two of them came to the street outside, took a taxi and rushed to Laojun Temple.
In the car, Ye Qingxue said: "When we get there soon, you get out of the car first and I'll go in alone."
"No, this is too dangerous." Xiao Fan said.
Ye Qingxue looked at him: "But if he sees you following him, what if he does something to Wen Xin?"
Xiao Fan frowned and thought for a moment: "Okay, then turn on the call on your cell phone before you go in, so that I can hear what's going on inside at any time."
Ye Qingxue nodded.
Later in the evening, they took a car and arrived at an intersection a hundred steps away from Laojun Temple.
Xiao Fan got out of the car first.
After a while, Ye Qingxue came outside Laojun Temple.
After she got off the car, she looked at the somewhat dilapidated Laojun Temple in front, her brows furrowed.
She walked along the road that was already covered with a lot of weeds.
Arriving at the gate of Laojun Temple, she knocked on the door.
But no one answered inside.
She tried to push the door open with her hands.
Creak! The door was slowly pushed open, followed by a burst of dust.
Ye Qingxue dusted off the dust and walked in.
When she came inside, she saw that the lobby in front was in disrepair and was covered with spider webs, and it didn't look like there was anyone there.
"Wen Xin? Are you in there?" Ye Qingxue shouted inside with some fear.
However, there was no one inside.
She walked cautiously toward the lobby...
After a while, she arrived at the lobby door.
She poked her head in and saw that it was full of dilapidation. The stone body of the statue was half broken, and the ground was covered with all kinds of dust.
She looked around and tried to shout: "Wen Xin, are you there?"
However, no one responded to her.
She had no choice but to go in, she wanted to see where Ye Wenxin was.
After Ye Qingxue came inside, she looked around, but she didn't see Ye Wenxin.
She was confused. Didn't she agree to meet at Laojun Temple? Why didn't she see anyone?
Just when she was doubtful, she suddenly felt a scent of fragrance.
The next moment she felt dizzy, and then fainted.
A man came to Ye Qingxue, but he was not Zhao Siming, but the man who was planning to assassinate Xiao Fan in the restaurant that day.
He glanced at Ye Qingxue on the ground and immediately bent down to pick her up.
"Where is Zhao Siming?" Suddenly a cold voice came.
The man suddenly looked shocked!
He hurriedly looked back, and Xiao Fan had appeared in front of him without knowing it!
He fell to the ground in fright: "You...why are you here?"
Xiao Fan looked down at him coldly: "Answer my question!"
As soon as the man gritted his teeth, he suddenly took out a dagger from behind and stabbed Xiao Fan directly!
Bang! As soon as he raised his hand, Xiao Fan kicked him away.
He hit the stone statue behind him and spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
He fell to the ground and struggled twice to try to stand up, but unexpectedly he couldn't stand up at all, so he fell to the ground again with a face full of pain.
Just when he was in great pain, he felt as if there was another black shadow in front of his eyes.
He looked up and Xiao Fan was in front of him again.
He was immediately horrified!
Click! Before he could beg for mercy, Xiao Fan crushed his palm with his foot.
"ah!"
The man let out a heart-rending scream.
But this is a very remote place, and most people will never come here, so no matter how miserable he screams, no one will hear him.
"I said...I said...I said everything." The man cried bitterly.
Xiao Fan raised his feet and looked at him with a serious face: "You'd better tell the truth, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"
The man covered his palm and said in pain: "Zhao... Mr. Zhao just asked me to pick up people here. He is not here."
"Where is he?" Xiao Fan frowned.
The man replied: "He only asked me to call him after I receive the person, and he said he would tell me the address then."
Xiao Fan looked at him: "Call him. You know what to say. If you dare to say a word nonsense, I will send you to see the King of Hell immediately!"
"Yes..." The man painfully took out his mobile phone with his other hand.
He dialed Zhao Siming's phone number, and a cold voice came from there: "Have you received the call?"