"Have anyone ever seen this pattern?"

Ye Chen asked.

"No, although Qianqian's master left Huayu, he used to be from Baihua Cult, so the patterns of our two organizations are similar, both petals, and it is impossible for a whole flower to appear."

Yang Xuan spoke.

"Does that mean that this matter has nothing to do with Qian Qian and Yang Xuan?"

"It doesn't matter? How do you explain the hook knife on my wife?"

Bu Kun snorted coldly.

"Hooking knives?"

Qian Qian and Yang Xuan both asked strangely.

After they entered the house with Ye Chen, Bu Kun was already standing in front of his wife, so the two of them didn't even see Bu Kun's wife clearly.

Ye Chen hugged Bu Kun and gave in to the side, revealing the cold hook knife on Bu Kun's wife.

"this......"

The two of them stopped talking.

Indeed, the hook knife inserted in Bu Kun's wife was so similar to the one worn by him and others. The two of them were speechless for a moment.

"How is it? Don't talk anymore. You guys, who did it!"

Bu Kun seemed to be excited again.

"You don't listen, right? OK, come on, it's just me. How can you do me? If you have the ability, come over and fight one by one. Don't be like a sissy!"

Qian Qian finally couldn't suppress her anger anymore, and pulled out the hook knife from her waist and was about to rush over.

Bu Kun also rushed towards Qian Qian with great effort, but was pulled tightly by Ye Chen.

What a joke, this girl is better than me, and you won’t even bring you more if you kill her.

Just when both sides were at a strife, Ye Chen was suddenly stunned.

His eyes were staring at Qian Qian's hook knife, and he turned around and looked at the hook knife on Bu Kun's wife's abdomen, feeling very calm.

"Brother Bukun, listen to me, this matter really has nothing to do with them."

Bu Kun turned around and looked at Ye Chen.

"You are in the same group with them?"

"What kind of group of people? Look at the knife on Qianqian and your wife's abdomen. Although they look similar, there is obviously a difference."

"ah?"

Everyone was a little confused.

"Although the two knives look very similar, there is still a difference. For example, the one on Brother Bu Kun's wife's abdomen is an inner blade, while the hook knife in Qian Qian's hand has blades on both sides. I want to ask, are the hook knives in your organization in Yang Brother Qian, all of which are the hook knives in your organization are like this?"

Without saying a word, Yang Xuan pulled out the hook knife behind him, and saw blades on both sides of the knife, which were obviously exactly the same as Qian Qian's.

"This is the best weapon of our Baihua Sect. Since both sides are sharpened, it is like a short sword, so it is very crisp and is mostly used for melee combat."

"It seems that someone should have framed you through imitation, but he doesn't understand your habit of making knives, but instead he will become a dog."

Listening to Yang Xuan's introduction, Ye Chen nodded.

"So, is this group of people pretending to be the legitimate members of the Baihua Sect and blame them?"

"It's very likely."

Ye Chen nodded.

"No wonder they could no longer move when I found the Baimiao clan. I thought it was Qian Qian who led the people..."

Yang Xuan said this and stopped. Qian Qian was squinting at him, the threat in her eyes was self-evident.

"But what is the purpose of this group of people? If you have a grudge against Bai Miao, you don't need to leave it for us, and Tianniuhuang and the others did not take it away. What is the purpose?"

"Who is it? I must catch you to avenge my wife!"

Bu Kun also knew that he might have really made a mistake. Without accurate goals, Bu Kun seemed a little decadent.

"Brother Bukun, I will help you find that group of people."

Ye Chen didn't know what to say to comfort Bu Kun. He grew up so old that he had never experienced separation from life and death. Although he could feel Bu Kun's emotions, he couldn't say it.

So I had to say that.

Bu Kun glanced at Ye Chen and wanted to say thank you, but he felt choked when he opened his mouth, so he could only nod.

At this time, the police station also came. Seeing that Bu Kun was safe and sound, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone planned to transport Bu Kun's wife back to the city to revitalize, and Ye Chen also winked with Huang Lao, signaling that Huang Lao should discuss the matter of Tianniuhuang with the old patriarch.

Old Huang nodded, frowned and walked behind the old patriarch beside him, calmed down, and smiled, kind, gentle, and amiable.

"Old patriarch, at present, everyone is safe for the time being, and Hua Yu's people will not take action for the time being. The matter here can be considered as being left alone. I want to discuss something with you. I don't know if it's okay?"

"Haha, you guys are so polite to me. Just tell me what you have. As long as it is not a celestial yellow, we will do our best."

The old patriarch's smile is more kind, gentle and amiable than that of Mr. Huang.

The smile on Mr. Huang's face froze, and he blocked me tightly with just one sentence. How can I say this?

Seeing Ye Chen standing beside him winks, Mr. Huang could only lower his face. After all, this was about dozens of lives.

"Old patriarch, let's not hide it from you. Ye Chen and I came to Miaojiang this time. First, we wanted to see you and Bai Miao, and second, we really needed Tianniuhuang to save people."

As he said that, he told the old patriarch about the dozens of unconscious girls in Southeast City, and Yang Xuan and Qian Qian on the side also heard clearly.

"Tsk, it sounds nice, it's not just about saving people with other people's things."

Qian Qian seemed to have always been inconsistent with Ye Chen, but Yang Xuan admired Ye Chen's approach.

"You can't say that. After all, Ye Chen is just trying to save people, and he has taken action to snatch them. Isn't this a discussion here? And you can't give up saving people just because the thing belongs to someone else. This celestial yellow is much more useful in Ye Chen's hands than in our hands, otherwise..."

Qian Qian glanced at Yang Xuan.

"You are trying to help Ye Chen seize the elixir from Bai Miao? I tell you, don't call me like this. I'm giving you face if I don't take action."

Yang Xuan was not embarrassed by Qian Qian's central thoughts. He smiled and stopped talking. But Qian Qian knew that some of these guys were the ones who did what they said and were more stubborn than himself.

Although he said nothing about Ye Chen, Qian Qian's impression of Ye Chen had changed a lot.

After all, as women, I feel a little more than these big men.

Although she said she didn't want it, if the old patriarch really refused to hand over Tianniuhuang, Qianqian would probably tear up the bet and attack Bai Miao.

After listening to Mr. Huang’s story, the old patriarch fell into deep thought.

Mr. Huang didn't bother her, and just stood aside and waited quietly.

Ye Chen was not in a hurry, after all, it was the next day and he still had time.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!