The discussion lasted for less than ten minutes.

Between Huang Fu Ye and himself, there didn't seem to be any unnecessary words to say. They worked out the plan, decided on it, and separated.

Before leaving, Huang Fu Ye gave Mo Jian Jian a call, telling her to be at ease.

Afterwards, he drove towards Shang Guan Rong's villa, planning to tell them every single detail of his plan.

The time was set for early morning. He did not have much time to waste.

They crazily drove to Shang Guan Rong's villa using their usual drive.

Mo Jian Jian stood at the door, and when he saw Huang Fu Ye, Feng Cheng's servant, safely returned, he could no longer hold himself back. With red eyes, he rushed forward and hugged him tightly.

Only the heavens knew that while he was waiting, Mo Jian Jian had thought of thousands and thousands of terrible possibilities.

For example, her uncle was a bad guy. He tied up the bomb and died together with Huang Fu Ye.

Or they could release gas bombs and poison everyone to death.

Mo Jian Jian never knew that his imagination could be this rich.

"Are you really okay? Are you really not hurt?"

Seeing that Huang Fu Ye had safely appeared in front of him, Mo Jian Jian heaved a sigh of relief.

She looked up and down at Huang Fu Ye for a while, and only after seeing that there were no injuries on his body did she finally relax.

"It's fine. Go on in, I have something to tell you."

Sensing that Mo Jian Jian was extremely worried, Huang Fu Ye felt his heart warm up.

Look, this little woman said that she didn't know him, yet at the same time, she was clearly showing him. Just how should he respond so easily?

He actually wanted to ask her if she had remembered him.

But considering the lack of time, Huang Fu Ye endured it in the end.

They had plenty of time to whisper to each other when he got rid of that scourge, didn't they?

When they reached the living room, Huang Fu Ye revealed the plan that he and Yan Yong had drawn up. Shang Guan Rong raised both his hands in support, but Mo Jian Jian did not say a single word, he neither agreed nor objected.

"Jian Jian, what do you think?"

Knowing what Mo Jian Jian was thinking, Huang Fu Ye reached out and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, hugging her tightly. It was as if he wanted to use this chance to tell her that victory was in his hands, so he didn't worry.

Only Yan Yong had coordinated well, it was not difficult for her to take care of that man in one go!

"If I say that this method is too risky, will you stop?"

Seeing Huang Fu Ye's firm expression, Mo Jian Jian knew that it was very difficult to change what he had decided.

Furthermore, this matter concerned his own safety. How could that man just let it go so easily?!

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Stay by Shang Guan Rong's side, I'll be back soon! "

He tightly gripped Mo Jian Jian's hand, as if he was trying to silently tell her how confident he was.

Mo Jian Jian knew that Huang Fu Ye had already made her decision, so she no longer said anything, and could only quietly hug him, listening to his heartbeat, and hope that he could return safely.

However, her noisy heart was beating intensely, and a calm unease flowed in her heart.

"I have to go back and arrange for people to come. Jian Jian, wait for me to come back."

He hugged Mo Jian Jian back for a while. Although the journey was a bit dangerous, Huang Fu Ye didn't take it to heart at all.

As long as they had Yan Yong as their inner circle, all of their problems would not be a problem!

After bidding the two farewell, Huang Fu Ye got into his own car and rushed back to his own villa.

In order to ensure that the operation this time would be a hundred percent successful, Huang Fu Ye had drawn a small team from the Huangfu main house and formed a team of one hundred people.

According to Yan Yong, that person did not have many people beside him.

Due to the fact that their attacks had failed several times, the funds for the attack had been greatly reduced. Currently, there were less than twenty people guarding the mansion. Thus, fighting one hundred against twenty was an overwhelming victory.

After arranging the personnel, Huang Fu Ye brought them to the woods in the suburbs to hide, waiting for Yan Yong's signal detonator.

When the appointed time arrived, but Yan Yong's signal detonator wasn't present, Huang Fu Ye beautiful eyebrows tightly knitted together.

He had only contacted Yan Yong half an hour ago to confirm that everything was normal.

Why was there a problem when the time was at a critical point?

Just when Huang Fu Ye thought that he had completed his plan this time, the phone in his pocket buzzed, and it seemed a little out of place in the quiet night.

"Ready? Attack!"

Seeing the message, Huang Fu Ye paused for a moment and gave the order, allowing the assault team to enter the room first.

As for him, he brought the other team and invaded from the backdoor. He intended to outflank everyone in the house and not let any of them slip through the net.

Huang Fu Ye, who was running, did not feel the phone in his pocket vibrate again.

When he reached the back door, he saw Yan Yong and thought that victory was already in sight.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yong who was at the door, suddenly tore off his calm camouflage, and shouted at him. Run, run!

Bang.

Immediately after, following Yan Yong's voice, was a huge explosion.

Raging orange flames rose up, bringing with it thick smoke, blowing up the small yard at the back door into a mess.

At the moment of the explosion, Huang Fu Ye's men knew that they could not escape anymore and immediately formed a thick human wall in front of Huang Fu Ye, wanting to block some of the damage for him.

Other than Huang Fu Ye, the second group was almost completely annihilated.

Although Huang Fu Ye was nimble and managed to escape far away, he was still hit. His face was burnt, his jacket was torn, and his face was covered with dirt.

His once handsome face was filled with anger. He stood up from the ground and looked around to check on the surrounding brothers, only to find that they were all dead.

Sensing that Yan Yong had betrayed him and leaked the plan, which was why she was killing so many of his brothers, Huang Fu Ye angrily walked forward. He wanted to take Yan Yong's life, but he saw the injured Yan Yong lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

His burns were severe, and the skin on the right side of his body barely had any good flesh.

But even so, when he saw Huang Fu Ye coming closer, he held on and shouted at him.

His voice was hoarse and dry, and extremely hard to hear.

His vocal cords seemed to be burnt.

"Run, Huang Fu Ye, don't come over here! If I don't tell him our plan, he will kill Mo Jie!"

"If anything happens to him, Mo Jie will follow me and suffer. Everything I do is done by Mo Jie, so I have no choice but to betray you."

"Cough cough, but I still warned you that there was a problem. Why did you still rush in?"

After continuously saying a few words, Yan Yong coughed out blood.

Huang Fu Ye understood what had happened from his mouth. Lowering his head to look at him, he took out a handgun from his pocket and threw it in front of him.

"Since you're here, no matter what happened, I will kill the person who tried to harm Jian Jian! Bear with it, and my men will come to save you. "

Since his whereabouts had been exposed, there was nothing left for him to hide!

Even if he had to fight one against twenty, he had to eliminate this disaster for Mo Jian Jian!