Ye Fan was startled, then took out another thousand yuan and threw it over: "Hurry up."

"I'm sorry, Yundingshan, I won't go even if you give me 10,000 yuan."

The taxi driver threw the money to Ye Fan, then opened the door and let him out.

Ye Fan had no choice but to get out of the car.

Then, Ye Fan hurriedly stopped a few taxis.

The driver's eyes lit up when he saw Qiandan, but as soon as he heard about Yunding Mountain, they all ran away.

Five taxis in a row were like this, which made Ye Fan just curse in his heart.

"Brother Fei, Brother Fei, are you waiting for the bus here?"

At this moment, an old Mercedes-Benz parked next to Ye Fan, and the window rolled down, revealing Liu Fugui's plump smiling face.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then opened the car door: "Go to Yunding Mountain."

"Yunding Mountain?"

Liu Fugui's body trembled, and then he stepped on the accelerator: "Okay."

After saying that, Liu Fugui stepped on the accelerator and rushed into Yunding Mountain in the dusk like the wind.

The car drove very fast, and in about ten minutes, the Mercedes-Benz appeared at the east peak of Yunding Mountain.

But Liu Fugui took a small path, starting from a winding mountain road that had been in disrepair for many years, and soon reached the mountainside.

To reach the foot of Dongfeng Mountain, you have to go around two more circles.

"stop!"

When they reached the corner, Ye Fan suddenly stopped Liu Fugui from driving forward, opened the car door and rushed to the roadside.

He stood on a protruding tree trunk and looked down the cliff with focused gaze.

He just heard a faint gunshot.

Intuition told me that this was the place where Song Hongyan was attacked.

It was still more than a hundred meters away from the foot of the mountain. The view was not clear and was blocked by leaves, but Ye Fan could still see the car lights.

"call--"

Ye Fan was about to take a closer look when he saw Liu Fugui running over and shouting:

"Brother Fei, what's wrong?"

As soon as Liu Fugui stepped on the tree trunk with his right foot, the trunk fell off with a click.

Ye Fan fell instantly.

"ah--"

Ye Fan fell from a high altitude, dancing and screaming.

His survival instinct also made him grab his hands and feet. When he fell halfway, his right hand caught half of the stone, but the stone couldn't bear it and broke with a click.

"ah--"

Along with a large piece of sand and gravel, Ye Fan screamed and continued to fall, hitting the bottom of the cliff with his eyes closed.

On the mountainside, a group of gangsters dressed in black were surrounding a Lincoln car with knives and guns in hand...

When the man in black heard the noise, he subconsciously raised his head and looked around.

"boom!"

The next second, Ye Fan hit a middle-aged man like a cannonball, making an earth-shattering sound.

"boom!"

The middle-aged man fell to the ground miserably, his head was bruised, his muscles and bones were broken, and his mouth was full of blood.

There was still dust flying around, and sand and gravel splashed around. The six men in black were disheveled, slapping the dust on their cheeks and retreating.

The middle-aged man came to his senses and stared at Ye Fan with sadness and anger:
Chapter completed!