Seeing Song Wansan sitting up, not only the Song family nephews were startled, but Miao Fenghuang also stopped moving.
Song Jinyu exclaimed: "Dad, are you not dead?"
"Mr. Song!"
The nephew of the Song family was overjoyed when he realized what he was doing. He never thought that Song Wansan was not dead.
Hua Qingfeng and the others looked confused. Song Wansan was obviously dead, so why did he come back to life?
After Miao Fenghuang was stunned for a moment, he also laughed ferociously: "Song Wansan, are you pretending to be dead? You are still as cunning as ever."
"But it doesn't matter if you're not dead, I can slowly process you, torture you, and wait until the 18th to sacrifice you."
Her smile was very sinister: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this moment?"
Song Wansan still looked weak: "How can I lure you out if I don't pretend to be dead?"
Hearing this, the whole place was in an uproar again. Unexpectedly, Song Wansan pretended to be dead to trap and kill Miao Fenghuang.
Miao Fenghuang sneered when he heard this: "Lead me out? So what if you lead me out?"
"Stupid, if I lure you out, of course I will kill you."
Ye Fan picked up another apple and gnawed it:
"If my estimate is correct, Mr. Song will set up this murderous trap when he knows you have come out."
"He knows that people like you live in the shadows, are not easy to find, and have extraordinary methods. With your ability, you can definitely destroy the Song family without showing up."
"So if we want to deal with you Miao Fenghuang, Mr. Song can only find a way to lure you to show up, and then he can kill your big enemy with a thunderous strike."
After seeing what Miao Fenghuang and the others were doing, Zhu Changsheng and the others nodded in unison, agreeing with what Ye Fan said.
To deal with Miao Fenghuang, you can only kill her if you find an opportunity to confront her head-on.
Otherwise, if she hides in the dark, a thousand or ten thousand people will not be able to kill her. On the contrary, she can easily poison any target.
Putting some poison in the water source will kill people one by one.
Miao Fenghuang's eyelids twitched as he smelled a hint of danger, but he quickly regained his composure.
She didn't take Song Wansan and others seriously.
"In order to lure you out, Mr. Song used the guise of fearing your revenge to make himself restless."
Ye Fan looked at Miao Fenghuang with bright eyes: "Then it's logical to pretend to be sick."
Hua Qingfeng was shocked: "Pretending to be sick? But his pulse condition is obviously different."
The other doctors also nodded similarly: "Yes, the instruments can't detect it."
Ye Fan didn’t point out Song Wansan’s Turtle Breathing Skill or anything like that:
"The difference in pulse condition was deliberately created by Mr. Song. He probably took some kind of medicinal stone to make his body look like that."
"Mr. Song suffered from a heart disease. He was overly worried and eventually lay in bed waiting to die. This process was well-founded and would not make anyone suspect that he was pretending to be ill."
"After all, he was frightened..."
"Mr. Song knew very well that out of the great significance of offering sacrifices, Miao Fenghuang and the others would not let him die early."
Ye Fan pointed out Song Wansan's plan: "So he used his sudden death to lure Miao Fenghuang out."
"I understand, as long as Mr. Song dies before the 18th, Miao Fenghuang will definitely come out to find out."
Zhu Changsheng also figured it out: "As long as she shows up, there will be a chance to fight to the death."
"Yes, that's what Mr. Song thought. He was fully prepared, but he just lacked a chance to die suddenly."
"After all, if it is not an open and aboveboard 'accidental death', or if the death is authoritatively certified, Miao Fenghuang will never show his face easily."
"She will also consider ambush traps and will test them before appearing."
"In this way, it would be easy for Mr. Song to reveal his flaws, because he pretended to be ill and hid it from Young Master Song and the others. There are too few people who can hide it."
"I don't know what the Song family means by offering a reward of tens of billions today, but it gave Mr. Song a chance to die suddenly."
"I took Mr. Song's pulse and found out right away that he was fine..."
Ye Fan pointed his finger at Song Wansan: "But he seemed to be dying at any moment. I guessed at that time that he was pretending to be sick to lure Miao Fenghuang."
"So Brother Ye helped me."
Song Wansan laughed loudly: "He saw that the ninth needle of Hua Lao's "Three Talents Tongyou" was wrong, so he pretended to exaggerate and said that this needle would kill people."
"He also mentioned the symptoms of blood spurting from the mouth and curling up."
"Actually, those were not the reactions to the ninth shot, but the fact that he gave me the 'sudden death' added credibility."
"Think about it, after Hua Lao's ninth injection, I will have the symptoms that Brother Ye said..."
"Does this prove that Brother Ye's superb medical skills also prove that I was indeed killed by the ninth injection? And Hua Lao also has no way to recover."
"In this case, if I steal the costume death medicine stone and put myself into a state of suspended animation, will everyone believe that I am dead?"
All the doctors nodded subconsciously.
Hua Qingfeng smiled bitterly and pointed his fingers at Ye Fan and Song Wansan. They were almost frightened to death by them.
"Everyone believes that I am dead. Miao Fenghuang's spy, who has been keeping an eye on me, will notify Miao Fenghuang as soon as possible."
Song Wansan looked at Miao Fenghuang:
"She saw that I died early and could not be sacrificed, so she came to verify it and crushed my bones into ashes."
"Everything was as I expected. When I heard that I was dead, Miao Fenghuang showed up."
"The only thing I didn't expect was that Brother Ye, this amazing assistant, not only helped me facilitate the plan, but also directly stabbed Bai You."
He was a little more curious: "I just don't know how Brother Ye saw that there was something wrong with her?"
"As Mr. Song said..."
Ye Fan has nothing to hide:
"Your every move is being watched by someone, so if you suddenly die suddenly, the person watching is negligent in their duty, and they must be anxious to save you."
"She saved you not with conventional medical skills, but with poisonous insects. I concluded at that time that she was related to Miao Fenghuang."
"I identified her as Bai You because I thought she was about the same age as Heiyou and had a similar temperament."
Ye Fan looked at Bai You who fainted and said with a smile: "Of course, no matter who she is, I will stab her."
As soon as the words came out, the whole place was silent. No one thought that the matter was so complicated and contained so many traps.
"Wonderful, wonderful..."
After hearing this, Miao Fenghuang clapped his hands gently, with a hint of joking at the corner of his mouth:
"I have to say that Song Wansan is an old fox, and his series of scheming tricks really lured me out."
"I have to say that this young man's exquisite mind was not only able to detect that Song Wansan was not sick, but he was also able to help him along the way."
"What's the point of just this?"
"Faced with my absolute strength, what's the point of having too many calculations?"
"In the end, I killed all the chickens and dogs without leaving a trace..."
Miao Fenghuang showed a domineering air: "I can poison the Song family to kill them all, let alone 1,000 people, even 10,000 people."
"What if there are people who are not afraid of your poison?"
At this time, another cold voice came from the door, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.
Song Jinyu and the others looked over, their expressions changing slightly, and they saw Song's mother, Song Huakai, and Granny Xiong's group appearing.
Twenty-eight of the most powerful masters of the Song family.
They wore masks, soft armor, and throat protection. In short, they were armed to the teeth.
Mother Song was as strong as ever, leading Granny Xiong and the others to press against Miao Fenghuang:
"Miao Fenghuang, your death has come!"
Miao Fenghuang sneered: "How can you deal with me?"
"We took the Seven-Star Life-Extending Pill."
There was a cold look on Mother Song's face: "I am not afraid of your poison twenty-four hours a day."
