The first thousand and seventy-four chapters admit counsel
"Mr. Lin?" Luo Xuechao murmured with a strange expression: "Brother, do you mean Lin Xuanyu or Ye Fan?"
"Ye Fan?" Suwu Chengming suddenly excited, "You mean the number one martial artist in Binhai, Ye Fan?"
"The best person in martial arts?" Luo Xuechao looked confused.
"No, no, no, I mean those two people, one is Mr. Lin Xuanyu Lin, and the other is Mr. Ye Fanye, right?" Suwu Chengming was a little unsure and tried with a smile on his face.
"Well, Lin Xuanyu's family is very powerful, but few people call him Mr. Lin. Brother Ye Fan is a real fierce man, and I have never seen anyone dare to offend him!" Luo Xuechao nodded.
An evil spirit surged in Suwu Chengming's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
"Yes, yes, it is Mr. Ye Fanye!"
He respectfully handed the phone to Luo Xuechao, "Classmate Luo, please be kind and say a few words for me, otherwise I can't afford Mr. Ye's blame!"
Before this, Suwu Chengming beat Luo Xuechao in every possible way, but now his face was full of flattery, as if he wanted to call him daddy.
Such a huge contrast made Luo Xuechao deeply puzzled.
Fortunately, Luo Xuechao is not an idiot. He knows that he is still meat on the chopping block. If he makes the other party unhappy, he will probably be slaughtered.
He nodded, took the phone and said weakly "hello".
"Luo Xuechao, where are you? Are you okay?" Ye Fan's voice came from the microphone.
"No...it's okay." Luo Xuechao nodded, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Okay, I understand, give the phone to that Suwu General."
After Ye Fan confirmed that Luo Xuechao's life was safe, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Brother Ye, General Suwu has already..."
Before Luo Xuechao finished speaking, Suwu Chengming grabbed the phone, walked to the window respectfully, and whispered a few words to Ye Fan.
Finally, he hung up the phone and happily came to Luo Xuechao's bed.
"Classmate Luo, thanks to you today, I will never forget your great kindness. Please accept this kindness."
With that said, Sugo Chengming took out a lockbox from the bedside, placed it beside the bed and opened it, revealing a pile of hundred-dollar bills inside.
Luo Xuechao's injuries are now stable and his spirits are much better. At a casual glance, he can see that this box of banknotes is estimated to be one million.
He frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Classmate Luo, these thoughts are my apology to you on behalf of the Suwu Consortium. We know we were wrong, so please don't agree with us.
In addition... some words are the secrets of our group, I hope you can keep them secret for us, please!"
Suwu Chengming's last sentence was a typical soft-spoken statement, so Luo Xuechao couldn't help but disagree.
Although Luo Xuechao was timid, he was definitely not stupid, and he immediately understood the meaning behind Su Wu Chengming's words.
"Why can't I understand what you said?" Luo Xuechao pretended to have a dull expression, blinking his eyes with a dull expression.
"Oh, it's okay if you don't understand. Student Luo, do you mean this..."
Luo Xuechao's delicate face blushed slightly, and he rubbed a corner of the password box with one hand, "I... I was beaten so hard by you, so I have to buy something good to make up for it..."
"Yes, yes, student Luo said yes. I am here to apologize to you again." Suwu Chengming was overjoyed and quickly saluted Luo Xuechao.
Luo Xuechao nodded and sincerely advised: "Don't do that again in the future. There is no need for a small misunderstanding to become so serious."
"Yes, yes, I will definitely keep what Mr. Luo said in mind." Suwu Chengming said with a guilty smile, " Mr. Luo, please rest for a while. I will take you to see Mr. Ye in half an hour."
"OK."
Most of Luo Xuechao's injuries were external injuries, which have been treated and will not have any serious sequelae.
At this time, he still had a fever. If he rested for half an hour, he would have no problem traveling.
Suwu Chengming left the room with a caring smile. The moment the door closed, his expression instantly turned cold.
At the door, several confidants stood with bows and followed Suwu Chengming out.
He returned to the office and immediately contacted the family elders at the island country headquarters and talked for a long time.
An hour later, Suwu Chengming asked Luo Xuechao to get in the car and leave Suwu Group with a smile on his face.
Following Ye Fan's instructions, he took Luo Xuechao to an abandoned factory.
On the roof outside the factory, two men in black robes stood.
As soon as they saw Sugo Chengming and others arriving, they jumped from the roof of a four- or five-story building and landed firmly on the ground.
Without saying a word, the two men in black robes pushed open the door of the factory and let Suwu Chengming and others drive in.
Three cars were parked in the empty factory building.
Suwu Chengming got out of the car and saw a young man sitting on a chair at the west end of the factory, dozens of meters apart.
"Did someone bring it?" The young man slowly opened his eyes.
"Bring it, bring it!" Su Wu Chengming responded quickly and asked with a smile on his face: "You... you are Ye Fan, Mr. Ye..."
Suddenly, Suwu Chengming's expression changed.
The two men in black robes who opened the door for them ran behind the young man at some point.
Suwu Chengming knew that Ye Fan was very strong, but he had always been alone.
Since when did he actually have subordinates?
Those people were obviously not from the military region. Could it be that they were warriors he recruited privately?
Suwu Chengming didn't think much and quickly ordered his subordinates: "Quick, bring Mr. Luo over here!"
His men immediately lifted Luo Xuechao out of a seven-seater car.
Ye Fan saw Luo Xuechao waving to him from a distance, felt relieved and nodded to Lin beside him.
Lin Yiyi understood, and after moving to the factory, he took Suwu Xiangtian in his hand and walked straight to Suwu Chengming.
"Uncle..." Suwu Xiangtian burst into tears when he saw Suwu Chengming.
"Aangda, are you okay?" Sugo Nariaki came to Sugo Aangda with concern and quickly looked up and down for injuries on his body.
Suwu Xiangtian was so scared, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Mark, so he could only shake his head aggrievedly.
"Good boy, hurry up and get in the car, let's go home." Suwu Chengming said.
"Okay, okay." Suwu Xiangtian was eager to leave here as soon as possible. He jumped into the car like a monkey without the help of others.
At this time, Ye Fan slowly walked to Luo Xuechao, glanced at Suwu Chengming, frowned and asked: "Where is Suwu General Le, why didn't he come?"
Suwu Chengming had just touched the car door and smiled quickly when he heard Ye Fan's question.
"Mr. Ye, my second brother was very anxious because of Master Xiangtian. Later, I was very surprised to hear that you were willing to reconcile.
You also know that during great sorrow and joy, the inner breath is in chaos. At this time, the internal organs are injured and are recovering from their injuries. Didn't I explain this to you on the phone?"
"Haha, General Su Wu is also a warrior after all, but his mental quality is so poor?" Ye Fan was too lazy to bother, so he squatted next to Luo Xuechao and said with a faint smile: "Xuechao, are you okay?"
"No..." Luo Xuechao replied with a hoarse voice and a smile.
Ye Fan suddenly frowned and put his fingers on his neck, his expression suddenly became solemn.
"Mr. Ye, if there is nothing else, we will leave first. Suwu will be waiting for us!" Suwu Chengming said with a smile.
"Who said you can leave?" Ye Fan slowly stood up and asked in a deep voice.
"In just one night, my friend's vitality has been severely damaged! Can anyone explain to me what's going on?"
Although Luo Xuechao's wounds have been bandaged, the energy in his body has been greatly depleted.
The external injuries were not visible, and the internal injuries were not obvious, but Ye Fan immediately discovered the hidden disease as soon as he used Qi Jin to examine it.
Especially his head, the capillary blood pores inside are full of cracks, making it very fragile.
There may not be an emergency in a short period of time, but once a violent collision occurs, Luo Xuechao's head will be a bloody mess!
Suwu Chengming did not expect that Luo Xuechao would be in such a situation. He murmured a few times and asked in surprise: "Mr. Ye, are you kidding?
The doctor has checked the injury of Student Luo, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it! Is it possible that Student Luo is already thin and has a weak foundation..."
"Are you questioning me?" Ye Fan's face darkened and he stared at Su Wu Chengming coldly.
Suwu Chengming and Ye Fan were several meters apart, but he still felt a coldness that penetrated the heart and lungs, and he suddenly shivered.
He is just a warrior without six times the limit, how can he withstand the pressure of a peak warrior with eight times the limit?
"No, no, no, Mr. Ye, we will never dare to question you..."
Suwu Chengming took a deep breath and forced a smile.
"Student Luo, we have compensated you with some money and goods. You are weak and have lost your vitality. If Mr. Ye asks for anything, we will send it to you immediately."
Ye Fan smiled coldly, "No need, I will find a way to deal with my friend's injury, but you have to reimburse the expense."
"Okay, Mr. Ye, please speak." Suwu Chengming nodded.
Ye Fan took out a glass bottle from his arms, which was filled with transparent liquid.
"The Spirit of Wuyuan, have you heard of it?"
Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Suwu Chengming.
Suwu Chengming saw the market and suddenly gasped, "Heard... I've heard of it."
"Not bad." Ye Fan snorted, "You have some knowledge."
As long as you are an experienced warrior, you basically know the spirit of Wuyuan.
However, Wuyuan Spirit is not so easy to obtain. How much does the entire China produce in a year?
As for island countries, don’t even think about it.
The Suwu family usually spends a lot of money to purchase one drop, several million, two drops tens of millions, and the price is unmarketable.
"Mr. Ye, do you plan to use this bottle of Wuyuan Spirit on Classmate Luo?" Suwu Chengming smiled sarcastically.
"Yeah." Ye Fan nodded, "Although it's a bit wasteful, this is the only thing I have that can restore my vitality."
In fact, Ye Fan had a lot of things to restore his vitality, but they were all rare treasures from heaven and earth. If they were used to treat Luo Xuechao's injuries, that would be called a waste!
When Su Wu Chengming heard what Ye Fan said, his heart trembled wildly, "Ye...Mr. Ye, do you want to think about it again... It's better to leave student Luo's injury to us..."
"This is my thing, do I need you to tell me what to do?" Ye Fan snorted coldly.