't given any updates, and there's no sign of him on any communication platforms. Ye Fan felt a tinge of disappointment in his heart. 。Just as Ye Fan was about to go offline, he unexpectedly discovere...He Tiesheng didn't know why, but after hearing the man's slightly angry rebuke, he couldn't feel any resistance in his heart. He only lowered his head in front of him.

After another period of silence, the man suddenly spoke again, “You still have one thing to do. Gather all the forces of the coastal underworld as soon as possible. This will make it easier to secretly infiltrate with weapons and manpower. I've given you two months for this, but you haven't given me a result yet. Headquarters is very dissatisfied!” the man scolded angrily.

He Tiesheng felt a little uneasy and explained, "We've done our best. The situation in Linhai is rather complex. Before this, the Nanlong Gang was basically the only one in charge, and their leader, Ye Heihux (Night Black Fox), is very difficult to deal with. Fang Biao isn't really her match. Besides, I was attending a meeting in Hangzhou before this..."

The man rudely cut him off, “I don’t need to know the reason, I just want to know the result. You personally handle this! Must have a result before this month ends.”

He Tiesheng could only nod. He knew that the Night Black Fox and Ye Fan had a complicated relationship, and she also had a strong background in Linhai. It was not easy to touch her lightly, but since the leader had spoken, it meant there was no room for retreat. He had to find all means to solve it, even if he had to bring people directly from Hangzhou to fight!

The black sports car was like a meteor with no trajectory in the night, disappearing into the vast darkness in an instant...

When Ye Fan got home, it was already 2 am. He originally wanted to go to sleep quietly so as not to disturb Sister Yanran, but he found that the lights at home were still on.

Could it be that Sister Yanran had really been waiting for him until now Ye Fan suddenly felt a surge of emotion.

He parked his car and walked quietly into the hall. The television was still on, but Sister Yanran had already fallen asleep on the sofa...horoughly, deeply ingrained in his mind. He could even do it with his eyes closed.And during this time, these beautiful women could eat the free warm and tender congee made by Ye Fan if they were tire...