"Okay, okay, old Chinese medicine doctor Mu, please ask quickly and find out what's going on? If you can cure my husband, I will definitely reward him with a lot of money."

Ye Qingfang couldn't care about anything else at this time and quickly asked Mu Tianhua to make a call.

Last time Yun Bolu suffered a head injury, Mu Tianhua also went to check with Yun Bolu, so he naturally had the contact information of Mr. Yun.

He dialed Mr. Yun's phone number and asked: "Mr. Yun, may I take the liberty to ask who is the master who gave your daughter her head?"

"I have a patient here who also suffered a head injury. He is willing to pay a lot of money to ask an expert to save him."

Mr. Yun was also a generous person and directly gave Lin Zifeng's contact information to Mu Tianhua.

After Mu Tianhua got the phone number, he gave it to Ye Qingfang as soon as possible.

"Mr. Yun said that the other person's surname is Lin and he is a young man in his early twenties. Please call and ask." Mu Tianhua said.

Ye Qingfang did not dare to neglect and immediately called Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng drove back to Anjiang City when a strange call came on his cell phone.

Lin Zifeng answered the phone until a woman's anxious voice came from the phone:

"Hello, are you Mr. Lin?"

Lin Zifeng was a little confused and asked, "Yes, what's the matter with you?"

Ye Qingfang immediately said: "Mr. Lin, my husband has been hit by a bullet. Can you save my husband? I am willing to pay five million yuan."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zifeng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is your son Cheng Zihu?"

This time, Ye Qingfang was stunned for a moment, and she replied: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"It doesn't matter. It's okay to rescue your husband. It's 120 million. Otherwise, you can hire someone else. As for why I want this reward, you can ask your son."

After saying this, Lin Zifeng hung up the phone directly.

Looking at the phone that had been hung up, Ye Qingfang stood stunned on the spot.

Cheng Zihu approached Ye Qingfang and asked, "Mom, how are you doing? What does Mr. Lin say? Five million is not low, so you should agree, right?"

"What a promise?!"

Ye Qingfang couldn't help but cursed loudly, and finally raised her hand and slapped Cheng Zihu hard on the face.

"Snapped!!"

The crisp sound of slaps sounded, making the Chengzihu people dumbfounded.

Mr. Cheng standing by saw his beloved grandson being beaten and immediately stood up and said, "Ye Qingfang, what are you doing? Even if Mr. Lin doesn't want to come, you can't beat your child to vent your anger."

"Why did I hit him? Mr. Lin just said on the phone that he wanted a reward of 120 million before he would come to the rescue. As for the reason, let me ask Cheng Zihu, this wimp!!"

"Ask me? How do I know that this Mr. Lin can open his mouth like a lion and ask for 120 million as soon as he comes?"

Cheng Zihu shouted very dissatisfied, but just as he finished speaking, he seemed to be thinking of someone.

Mr. Lin, Lin Zifeng, both have the surname Lin...

Moreover, when Lin Zifeng left, he said that it would cost 100 million to invite him again. Then Cheng Zihu said harsh words again, and Lin Zifeng said that he would add another 20 million.

Isn’t this... exactly 120 million!!

For a moment, Cheng Zihu felt like it was like a bolt from the blue, and he couldn't believe what happened to him.

Although he was very reluctant to believe it, everything was pointing in one direction now, and that was...Lin Zifeng was Mr. Lin who could lower his head!!

Not only Cheng Zihu, but Mr. Cheng also reacted at this time, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Lin Zifeng is Mr. Lin, Lin Zifeng is actually Mr. Lin!!"

Hearing this, Ye Qingfang was about to burst into tears. She shouted sternly: "What on earth did you do to Mr. Lin? Why did Mr. Lin do this?"

Cheng Zihu's face was extremely ugly, and the same was true for Mr. Cheng.

"Say, don't be in a daze." Ye Qingfang roared. "Okay, okay, old Chinese medicine doctor Mu, please ask and find out what's going on? If you can cure my husband, I will definitely reward you with a lot of money."

Ye Qingfang couldn't care about anything else at this time and quickly asked Mu Tianhua to make a call.

Last time Yun Bolu suffered a head injury, Mu Tianhua also went to check with Yun Bolu, so he naturally had the contact information of Mr. Yun.

He dialed Mr. Yun's phone number and asked: "Mr. Yun, may I take the liberty to ask who is the master who gave your daughter her head?"

"I have a patient here who also suffered a head injury. He is willing to pay a lot of money to ask an expert to save him."

Mr. Yun was also a generous person and directly gave Lin Zifeng's contact information to Mu Tianhua.

After Mu Tianhua got the phone number, he gave it to Ye Qingfang as soon as possible.

"Mr. Yun said that the other person's surname is Lin and he is a young man in his early twenties. Please call and ask." Mu Tianhua said.

Ye Qingfang did not dare to neglect and immediately called Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng drove back to Anjiang City when a strange call came on his cell phone.

Lin Zifeng answered the phone until a woman's anxious voice came from the phone:

"Hello, are you Mr. Lin?"

Lin Zifeng was a little confused and asked, "Yes, what's the matter with you?"

Ye Qingfang immediately said: "Mr. Lin, my husband has been hit by a bullet. Can you save my husband? I am willing to pay five million yuan."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zifeng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is your son Cheng Zihu?"

This time, Ye Qingfang was stunned for a moment, and she replied: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"It doesn't matter. It's okay to rescue your husband. It's 120 million. Otherwise, you can hire someone else. As for why I want this reward, you can ask your son."

After saying this, Lin Zifeng hung up the phone directly.

Looking at the phone that had been hung up, Ye Qingfang stood stunned on the spot.

Cheng Zihu approached Ye Qingfang and asked, "Mom, how are you doing? What does Mr. Lin say? Five million is not low, so you should agree, right?"

"What a promise?!"

Ye Qingfang couldn't help but cursed loudly, and finally raised her hand and slapped Cheng Zihu hard on the face.

"Snapped!!"

The crisp sound of slaps sounded, making the Chengzihu people dumbfounded.

Mr. Cheng standing by saw his beloved grandson being beaten and immediately stood up and said, "Ye Qingfang, what are you doing? Even if Mr. Lin doesn't want to come, you can't beat your child to vent your anger."

"Why did I hit him? Mr. Lin just said on the phone that he wanted a reward of 120 million before he would come to the rescue. As for the reason, let me ask Cheng Zihu, this wimp!!"

"Ask me? How do I know that this Mr. Lin can open his mouth like a lion and ask for 120 million as soon as he comes?"

Cheng Zihu shouted very dissatisfied, but just as he finished speaking, he seemed to be thinking of someone.

Mr. Lin, Lin Zifeng, both have the surname Lin...

Moreover, when Lin Zifeng left, he said that it would cost 100 million to invite him again. Then Cheng Zihu said harsh words again, and Lin Zifeng said that he would add another 20 million.

Isn’t this... exactly 120 million!!

For a moment, Cheng Zihu felt like it was like a bolt from the blue, and he couldn't believe what happened to him.

Although he was very reluctant to believe it, everything was pointing in one direction now, and that was...Lin Zifeng was Mr. Lin who could lower his head!!

Not only Cheng Zihu, but Mr. Cheng also reacted at this time, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Lin Zifeng is Mr. Lin, Lin Zifeng is actually Mr. Lin!!"

Hearing this, Ye Qingfang was about to burst into tears. She shouted sternly: "What on earth did you do to Mr. Lin? Why did Mr. Lin do this?"

Cheng Zihu's face was extremely ugly, and the same was true for Mr. Cheng.
Chapter completed!