Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 362 It’s so evil

Chapter 362 It’s too weird

When the five people heard this condition, they looked at each other.

They are all watching each other's choices.

Fang Chuanshi was shocked and asked, "What?

When you want power and money, you will fight for it.

When it's necessary to kill.

Are you scared?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Longsheng came out: "I am willing to go. I want to avenge my elder brother and father."

Fang Tang hesitated for a moment, then walked out: "If I don't kill Ye Changqing's entire family, I won't leave Tianshui City."

Fang Han didn't want to come out, but when he saw his second brother coming out, he gritted his teeth and followed him out: "I will kill Ye Changqing with my own hands."

Songjiang City.

The entrance of Shajing Village.

A dump truck was parked on the side of the road.

The car door opened and a man in his thirties got out of the car, walked to the side of the road and urinated on the tire.

Then he went back to the car, opened the bottle of instant noodles, picked up the thermos and poured in boiling water.

Then seal with a fork and set aside.

Take out the country eggs, ham, and pickled mustard, and open them one by one.

Just wait for the instant noodles to be soaked and start eating.

Suddenly the phone rang.

Yang Yingyuan turned on his cell phone and pressed the voice button: "Here he comes, the one wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, look carefully." Yang Yingyuan looked in front of the car and saw only a few women. He turned his head to look at the rearview mirror and saw a man in a white short-sleeved shirt.

He took a look at the instant noodles he had made and couldn't help cursing, "Fuck you, why didn't you come earlier or later?

He came when I was having dinner."

Ye Changqing walked while being careful of his surroundings.

I was wondering what the unexpected building would do if it took action.

Suddenly, the sound of a motorcycle was heard behind him. He stopped and looked at the motorcycle behind him. As long as he found anything unusual, he would take action without hesitation.

The motorcycle whizzed past and soon disappeared at the end of the sight.

Ye Changqing knew he was overthinking.

Buzz~

Suddenly, the dump truck next to him started. Ye Changqing stood there waiting for a while, hoping that the dump truck would pass by first.

But the dump truck had no intention of starting, so he continued to move forward.

Pass the dump truck and continue walking along the roadside.

in the car.

When Yang Yingyuan saw Ye Changqing walking to the front, he raised his hand and shifted the car into first gear.

Keep your foot on the clutch and wait.

The dump truck started slowly, and it would take at least a hundred meters to reach a distance of sixty yards. It had to wait until Ye Changqing walked a hundred meters before it could hit him at a speed of more than sixty yards.

Ye Changqing continued to move forward, paying attention to the surrounding environment as he walked.

Cars whizzed by, one after another passing by.

In front, a woman in her thirties was walking towards us with a little girl.

The little girl has two ponytails, she is very cute.

He couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

The little girl seemed to notice his gaze and glanced at him from time to time.

Suddenly, the little girl's eyes showed a look of horror.

Ye Changqing didn't have time to think about it, he dodged and hid behind a big tree on the side of the road.

Then look back.

He saw a dump truck roaring past where he was standing.

Cold sweat broke out on Ye Changqing's forehead.

There is no need to think about it, this is aimed at him, this is an unexpected move by the building.

Looking at the back of the departing car, a sneer appeared on his lips. Yang Yingyuan saw Ye Changqing hiding behind a tree, thought it was a pity, turned the steering wheel and drove the car to the middle of the road, stepped on the accelerator and quickly fled.

I kept looking at the rearview mirror on the road.

Fortunately, no one was following.

After driving more than ten kilometers, the car stopped on the side of the road. He cleaned up the traces left in the car, put on a sun hat and big sunglasses, opened the door, got out and left.

Along the way, I changed clothes several times in supermarkets and shopping malls, and took buses and subways, changing transportation several times.

Only then did he feel at ease and rode a shared bicycle back to his residence.

Ye Changqing continued walking towards the village entrance, as if nothing had happened just now.

At this time, he walked to the bottom of a residential building.

His daily routine these past few days was the same: he'd leave home, go to the morning market for breakfast, take the bus to the Entrepreneurship Building, come back, take the bus, and then walk home. It had been the same route for three days straight.

But every time he walked downstairs, he would take out his cell phone and look down at it.

This time was no exception. He took out his cell phone, turned on the camera function, zoomed in, and pointed it upstairs.

Then he walked with his head down, looking at his phone.

Suddenly a small black dot appeared in the camera, and then the small black dot quickly grew larger.

He retreated almost instinctively, retreating five or six meters in an instant.

Click~

Click~

Snap…

Several flower pots fell to the ground and shattered where he had just stood.

When pedestrians on the roadside saw this scene, they were so scared that they stopped and then heard various exclamations.

Ye Changqing didn't even look up and continued walking back.

Leaving passers-by to make various comments.

"This guy had a close call with death. He's so lucky! Now he can go buy a lottery ticket."

"Oh my God, how did he get away with it?"

"Whose flowerpot rack is this? It's been in disrepair for a long time and collapsed. If it hits someone, how much compensation will it cost?"

……

Ye Changqing returned home, pulled a reclining chair, lay down under a big tree, and closed his eyes.

Like waiting for something.

Three hours later, it was dark.

There was no light in the small courtyard, it was pitch black, and Ye Changqing still had his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

Ding ding ding ~ the phone is ringing.

Ye Changqing opened his eyes, took out his cell phone and took a look. It was Liu Mengcai calling.

Finally I got his call.

He answered the phone: "Hello, any news?"

Liu Mengcai said with some pride: "Mr. Ye, I found their base.

Come quickly!"

Songjiang City.

Snack street in Dacha Market.

Whenever night falls, a large number of diners flock here.

There are two rows of storefronts on both sides of the street, hot pot, street fish, spicy shrimp, spicy crayfish, barbecue...all kinds of restaurants are full of people.

In the middle of the street, there is a row of food stalls, and the street is crowded with people. There is a storefront with scaffolding at the door and the door head has been dismantled, it seems that it is being renovated.

There were seven or eight people sitting in the store.

Some were smoking, some were frowning in thought, some were drinking tea, and some were chewing gum.

An old man with silver hair suddenly spoke up: "There has never been an accident in the Accident Building.

Why do accidents always happen during this mission?"

Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent.

The silver-haired old man swept his eyes across everyone's faces, and then spoke again: "Our actions were very secretive, why do they seem to have known about it for a long time?

What’s the problem?”

Yang Yingyuan put out the cigarette in his hand and said: "In the past, when I killed someone, I always took advantage of the person's unpreparedness and created an accident.

Now they are on guard. I suspect we are being targeted."

The silver-haired old man said confidently, "I believe you when you say he's on guard, but he definitely won't target us.

Each of you had to go through many twists and turns to leave the scene, so don't talk about them.

Even if the police were to monitor the cameras, they wouldn't be able to find us.

I have absolute confidence.”

Yang Yingyuan was always nervous. Today, Ye Changqing didn't even look back and just dodged. It was very unreasonable: "I always feel like every move I make is being watched."

At this time, a woman in her thirties spoke up: “I feel the same way.

It’s so evil.

I pushed the flower pot downstairs, and he was clearly looking down at his phone, so it was impossible for him to notice the flower pot above his head. Unexpectedly, he still dodged it.

I almost thought he had eyes on the top of his head."

The old man frowned and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? We are all highly intelligent people.

You make a living by your brain.

Can you please think before you speak?

Have you ever seen someone with eyes on the top of their head?

Are there people in the world with eyes on top of their heads?

Don’t scare yourself!”