Chapter 19 The unfilial son kowtows to his mother!

"Okay, I get it."

Ye Wutan replied lightly, but a cold chill suddenly flashed in his deep eyes.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wutan muttered to himself.

"Shen Yunyi, you are looking for death!"

But then he changed his mind.

Something is wrong.

Ye Jinling had just passed away. Even if Shen Yunyi wanted her mother to give up the tomb, it would not be good for her to go to the Ye family cemetery in person today, right?

Something must be wrong when things are abnormal!

But, no matter what, we still have to find out first.

Then, Ye Wutan took the elevator downstairs.

The elevator stopped on the ninth floor, and two men came in.

A young man in a black leather jacket and a middle-aged man in a special service uniform.

The young man questioned the middle-aged man.

"Old He, who is Ye Wutan? Why has he caused such a big stir?"

"The whole city is under martial law! Even the people from the Jianghai Army have gone out to fight!"

"What are you doing?"

The middle-aged man looked serious.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Just do your job seriously."

"You are the last killer of Director Liu. If the people from the Jianghai Army can't do anything to Ye Wutan, it's time for you, the Dragon Team, to show your cards."

The young man smiled.

"No problem!"

"But... the Jianghai Army is full of masters. In the last Beijing competition, the head of the Jianghai Army actually tied with me. I embarrassed the Dragon Team."

The middle-aged man's face became more serious.

The young man added another sentence.

"Of course, that was four years ago. Now I have taken another step forward, almost invincible in close combat!"

The middle-aged man was about to say something.

The elevator door opened.

Ye Wutan was the first to walk out of the elevator.

But at this moment, the young man behind him called him.

"Hey, buddy!"

Ye Wutan turned around.

"What's the matter?"

The young man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and held one in his mouth.

"Borrow a light."

Ye Wutan hesitated for a moment, but still took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for the young man.

The young man grinned.

"Thank you, what's your name?"

Ye Wutan said lightly.

"Ye Wutan."

The young man was slightly startled at first, and looked Ye Wutan up and down.

In an instant, his face changed drastically.

The middle-aged man next to the young man also widened his eyes.

The next moment, the young man reached out to grab Ye Wutian's wrist.

But it was still a step slower.

Ye Wutian had already grabbed the young man's arm first.

No matter how hard he applied, the young man's face suddenly became distorted, as if his bones were about to break.

Ye Wutian smiled.

"Your team leader, Situ Beichen, didn't even let me light a cigarette for him."

"But, you are not bad. Although your swordsmanship skills are not that good, there is still room for improvement."

After saying this, Ye Wutian let go of the young man's arm and walked away.

The young man was stunned.

The middle-aged man next to him reacted suddenly and shouted suddenly.

"Ye Wutian!"

"Ye Wutian is really here!"

"Alarm!"

"Sound the alarm immediately!"

It was too late.

Ye Wutian had already walked out of the Secret Service building in a swaggering manner.

Stopped in the parking area.

Took out the car key just taken from the young man and tapped it gently.

A black jeep rang.

Get in the car and head to the Ye family cemetery.

...

Ye Wutan had just left.

A helicopter landed in front of the Secret Service Bureau building.

The propeller had not stopped turning yet, and the cabin door had already opened.

The people inside were Cao Zhanci and Pei Zidong.

Pei Zidong threw three people out of the cabin as if unloading cargo.

Ye Jinhong, Shen Feiyu, and Han Derong.

At the same time.

Ye Wutan’s teacher Qi Yunshen.

Wearing a white robe and holding an ancient painting, he also appeared on the guardhouse at the door of the Secret Service Bureau.

The alarms inside and outside the Secret Service building had been sounded, but all the people who chased out were all standing there dumbfounded.

The middle-aged man called Lao He had a face full of rage and frustration.

He roared like thunder.

"Has Ye Wutan been in the Secret Service building all this time?"

"What are you doing!"

"You have disgraced the Secret Service!"

...

At the same time.

In the Ye Family Castle, Ye Jinling's body had not been taken away from the scene.

The state elder Wen Dengzhen personally brought the chief coroner of the Jianghai Special Service Bureau to check, and the result was already out.

Ye Jinling died of an overdose of anesthetics.

Before his death, his body, which was originally terminally ill, had already recovered, and his heart was as strong as that of a young man.

That is to say, Ye Jinling did not die at the hands of Ye Wutan.

And based on Wen Dengzhen's understanding of Ye Wutan, why would Ye Wutan need to use anesthetics

when he wanted to kill someone ? There were also several authoritative experts in the antique industry. After a careful inspection, all the so-called national treasures in Ye Jinling's room that had been broken were fakes without exception! They had wronged Ye Wutan. Realizing this, Wen Dengzhen's old face almost turned the color of pig liver. At this time, someone from the Jianghai Special Service Bureau called. The murderer who killed Ye Jinling had been taken to the Special Service Bureau building by Cao Zhanci and Pei Zidong. The only authentic ancient painting in Ye Jinling's room was also searched out from Shen Feiyu's antique shop. After hearing these two pieces of news, Wen Dengzhen wanted to die. After a long time, he finally said, "Prepare the reeds, and they must be thorny ones. I will go to the Ye Family Cemetery immediately to apologize to the Green Emperor Ye Wutan!" ... In time, Ye Wutan had already arrived at the Ye Family Cemetery. There was a drizzle in the sky. After getting off the car, Ye Wutan's eyes were sad. The words left by his mother on the eve of her death lingered in his heart. "Tian'er, if, mom said if, if one day, mom is gone, can you take good care of yourself?" "Mom is a little tired and has to go to a very far place. Promise mom that you must be well, okay?" "Mom actually has a wish, to lie on the green hills, with a peach tree as company." That year, Ye Wutan planted a peach tree for his mother with his own hands. But he was young at that time, and even if he cried out hoarsely, the people of the Ye family did not agree to bury his mother under the peach tree. At that time, the people of the Ye family were proud to bury Ye Wutan's mother in the Ye family cemetery. Now, they want to dig up the grave and move the grave. It's really ridiculous. Ye Wutan closed his eyes and whispered softly. "Mom, you should have seen the wolfish ambitions of the Ye family back then, right?" "Today, your unfilial son, Ye Wutan, will definitely fulfill your wish!" Ye Wutan took a deep breath and stepped into the Ye family cemetery with a firm look. However, he didn't know that a dragnet had been laid around the entire Ye family cemetery. The elite of the Jianghai Special Service Bureau and the elite of the Jianghai Military Department were all hidden here. In front of a tomb , Liu Linfei, the head of the Jianghai Special Service Bureau, was ready to go. Shen Yunyi was present. Many core members of the Shen family were present. The Ye family was present. Ye Wutan's two subordinates with general stars on their shoulders were also present. However, under Liu Linfei's order, dozens of armed personnel had already pointed their guns at Ye Wutan's two subordinates. Shen Yunyi saw this scene, and her cold and beautiful face was full of frost. "My godfather personally arranged it and asked me to come to dig the grave and move the burial place. Ye Wutian must be there!" Coincidentally, Ye Wutian, who walked forward, heard this. The coldness in his eyes became even stronger. Liu Linfei and Shen Yunyi both noticed that Ye Wutian appeared, and their hearts were immediately tensed. But Ye Wutian did not take the two of them to heart. He walked over with big steps. He knelt in front of a tomb. On the tombstone, there was a line of large, rusty characters. "The tomb of my late mother Han Wan'er!" In full view of the crowd, Ye Wutian lit nine incense sticks and kowtowed. "Unfilial son, Ye Wutian, kowtow to my mother!" But at this moment, a cold voice sounded behind Ye Wutian. "You bastard, we have set up a net around this cemetery. There are 30,000 elite soldiers, all armed with guns. You can't escape today!" Who else could have said this but Shen Yunyi? And it was not enough to say this, she added another sentence. "You have such a good relationship with your mother, then, today I will move the grave of that bitch Han Waner. When you die, I will bury you two together. You can be together for the rest of your lives!" Ye Wutian turned around and looked at Shen Yunyi. Anger! It was hard to contain it!