Several men and women in gorgeous clothes changed their faces when they heard this.
Mr. Zhu has always been taboo to others about his face, but Ye Fan is so rude, which is simply seeking death.
Jing'er was the first to rush out and shouted:
"A bastard! How can you humiliate Mr. Zhu?"
She subconsciously touched the weapon in her waist.
Several men and women in gorgeous clothes also had cold lights.
"I can relieve the poison on your face."
Ye Fan still stared at Mr. Zhu: "But the reward is 10 million."
Although ten million is a little less, he just makes a small effort and doesn't mind making some money.
"I haven't even grown all the hair, and I still know medical skills?"
Jing'er's pretty face was cold and cold: "Don't attract attention in front of us."
Although she was surprised that Ye Fan saw that Mr. Zhu was poisoned and knew that his life would not last long, she still did not think that Ye Fan could cure Mr. Zhu.
"Do you know who Mr. Zhu is? He is the head of Nanling City"
Speaking of this, Jing'er suddenly realized that she was talking and quickly changed her mind:
"You are tactful, please apologize to Mr. Zhu immediately, otherwise I won't blame you for being rude."
As she spoke, a shocking aura pressed towards Ye Fan, and her cold eyes had a touch of killing intention.
"Noisy!"
Ye Fan's eyes turned cold, his fingers bounced, and a chopstick flew over.
Jing'er felt that her eyes flashed, and before she could think, an unparalleled cold light flew over.
She pulled out the dagger and slashed it with all her strength.
But as soon as the dagger was cut out, she felt her braid shake and hurt, and then with a bang, her back hit the wall hard.
Chopsticks nailed her braids to the soft wall.
The audience was shocked.
Jing'er's heart was even more stormy and unbelievable:
How is this possible?
How could this kid be so powerful?
She is a peak expert in the Yellow Realm.
Ye Fan defeated her with one move, at least a master of Xuan Realm.
At this age, this kind of strength is simply a martial arts genius.
Jing'er secretly regrets challenging Ye Fan.
Seeing Ye Fan so terrifying, several men and women in gorgeous clothes could instinctively pull out their weapons.
"stop!"
At this time, Mr. Zhu shouted: "Get out of here."
Several men and women in gorgeous clothes hesitated and lowered their weapons.
"Young man, I'm sorry, Jing'er is rude."
Mr. Zhu looked at Ye Fan with an apology: "You are a lot of people, so be grateful."
Then, he shouted to Jing'er: "Jing'er, apologize to the little brother."
Jing'er's mouth is touched: "Mr. Zhu"
Mr. Zhu's face darkened: "Apology."
Jing'er's eyelids twitched and she said with difficulty: "I'm sorry."
Ye Fan said lightly: "If you don't take the example, otherwise you will become a dead person."
Jing'er's mind trembled, a chill spread throughout her body, and her legs trembled slightly.
Ye Fan looked young, but every word he said made people involuntarily believe it.
"I'm also wrong, I'm not strict in discipline."
Mr. Zhu smiled and bowed, then bowed to Ye Fan: "Zhu Changsheng also said sorry to the little brother."
"Mr. Zhu, please be polite."
Ye Fan dissipated his murderous intent in his eyes: "This has nothing to do with you."
I don’t know if Zhu Changsheng’s life is about to end or his kindness, but Ye Fan is a little more gentle to him.
Zhu Changsheng asked with a smile: "I don't know what the little brother is called?"
Ye Fan responded directly: "Ye Fan."
Zhu Changsheng invited Ye Fan to sit down: "Brother Ye can help me with medical skills?"
Ye Fan said lightly:
"You are infected with the spider toxin. This toxin is not intense, but it is as difficult as the ink dissolved in water."
"It will slowly spread with blood circulation, and eventually build up in the brain or heart to make people die."
"Although you use blood exchange and medication to suppress it, it still transfers to your face."
He saw through Zhu Changsheng's illness at a glance: "At most, you will die in one week."
Jing'er and the others were shocked when they heard this.
All in.
Zhu Changsheng was also full of surprise: "Brother Ye, please help me. Zhu is willing to pay for the price."
Ye Fan said lightly: "I have already said it, ten million."
"Okay, you have relieved my poison, I will give you ten million."
Mr. Zhu's tone was filled with excitement: "Even if you try, it's been a few days anyway, the worst case is just a happy moment."
Although he was almost desperate about the toxins on his face, it did not mean that he did not want to live for a few more days.
Ye Fan smiled: "Don't worry, I won't be happy."
Zhu Changsheng asked: "Do you need me to prepare something?"