New book "Transmigrated into the Villain's Little Darling" is out!
The cute and invincible Tang Xiaonan transmigrated into the foolish supporting female character of a period dram...
"Grandma, that woman is shameless and always pretends to be pitiful. It's better to get rid of her sooner rather than later," Ye Qingqing reminded her.
My cousin is soft-hearted, and Zhang Xiulian knows how to play the victim, so she's afraid my cousin will fall for it.
"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I won't let her into the community again."
My cousin chatted for a few more minutes before finally hanging up the phone, satisfied. She then went back to watching the Taiwanese melodramatic TV series. She'd already seen the third generation, with three or four hundred episodes. My cousin predicted that they might even film the great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren's generations. Maybe she wouldn't even live to see the end of the series before she passed away!
After chatting with her cousin for half an hour, Ye Qingqing's anger had subsided. She was now certain that Wuchen and the others were with Lu Mo. She had felt that Lu Mo was acting mysteriously recently, as if he was about to do something big. Could it be in the next few days?
Deep suburbs
When Yin Yu arrived at his house, it was very clean. Fan Li and Hua Xiaolou were there, as well as a tall and handsome man who looked to be in his thirties. He was Wu Fu, Yin Yu's only remaining disciple.
"What's the situation in Yujing?" Yin Yu asked in a deep voice.
He came here to save Bian Yujing. Of his eight disciples, only three and a half remain. Fan Li can only be considered half a disciple at most. This guy is cunning and treacherous and not loyal to him. Since Ji Wuxin died, Yin Yu has found it increasingly inconvenient, and even finding a strong young man to replenish his yang energy is not going smoothly.
Yin Yu then realized the importance of having many disciples. Moreover, the second half of the year was the headquarters conference of the Poison Branch, which was held once every three years. As the leader of the Poison Branch, he didn't even have many disciples by his side, which looked really out of place.
Fan Li respectfully replied, "I have already spoken to the prison. My third senior brother is being held in solitary confinement. Apart from the lack of freedom, he is doing quite well."
Wu Fu glanced sideways and deliberately said, "How come I heard that Third Senior Brother is already dead!"
Fan Li remained calm and said, "I deliberately spread the word that Third Senior Brother has too many lives on his hands. It wouldn't be enough to appease public anger if he didn't die. In fact, Third Senior Brother is still in prison!"
"Do the police listen to you so much?" Wu Fu and Fan Li didn't get along, and Wu Fu kept contradicting Fan Li.
Fan Li cursed under his breath. He was letting this guy get cocky now, but his death was just around the corner.
"Hehe... These days, as long as you have money, you can even buy a small country. Making the police obey you is no problem at all," Fan Lizhi said smugly.
Wu Fu snorted and said to Yin Yu, "Master, I think this is a trap. Let's observe for a while."
He just inherited a fortune of over a billion from a rich woman, making him worth billions. Even if he ate delicacies every day, he couldn't spend it all. Right now, he just wants to enjoy life and doesn't care about anything else.
What does it matter to him whether Bian Yujing lives or dies?
Yin Yu remained silent, and Fan Li's heart was in his throat. He secretly prayed that Yin Yu would stay, otherwise he would have to live in constant fear. He hoped that if he could kill this old monster sooner, he could be free sooner!
"Let's stay for a few days and see. We definitely need to save the third brother. Afu, go and inquire again tomorrow."
Yin Yu's words relieved Fan Li. He lowered his head to hide the excitement on his face. Tonight was the death knell for these people; there would be no sunrise for them.
Why didn't Lillian come?
When Yin Yu suddenly asked the question, Fan Li's heart trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his back. Yin Yu, with his keen senses, noticed the strangeness in Fan Li's expression and his eyes became sharp. Fan Li sweated even more.
"Sixth Brother, what's wrong with you?" Yin Yu asked, his tone becoming more serious, and he began to suspect Fan Li.