Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "Compared to them, your injury is just a minor injury. It doesn't need to be that troublesome at all. It only needs a few massages."
After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Bald Liu's left arm. He squeezed it quickly from top to bottom with both hands. After massaging it for about a dozen times, he slapped his shoulder and said, "Okay!"
Baldhead felt a stream of heat flowing through his shoulders, and his arms felt more comfortable than ever before.
He raised his hand and punched twice, with full force, and the restraint of the previous arm injury had completely disappeared.
"Master Ye, Bald Liu is completely convinced. From now on, you will be the only one who will obey me."
Tang Feng's orders made them obey Ye Bufan's words, and the aura brought by Gu Qingcheng made them admire them. But at this moment, the kindness and methods he displayed completely convinced these people who had always been rebellious.
After the matter was settled, everyone dispersed. Tang Feng followed behind and was wondering what to say when he heard Ye Bufan say: "Brother Tang, you have been staying at Huangjie for a long time, right?
Take this elixir back and take it, and you will soon be able to break through the bottleneck."
After speaking, he handed over a foundation-building pill. Of course he knew what Tang Feng wanted. The only way to control his subordinates was to combine kindness and power.
Tang Feng took the elixir and said with a face of joy: "Brother Ye, you are really a great benefactor to our Tang family. From now on, your business will be our Tang family's business, and Mr. Tang is bound to do so."
After leaving Xingyao Media Company, Ye Bufan walked alone on the street.
Although it was already dark at night, the flow of people on the street not only did not decrease, but was actually more than during the day.
It's midsummer, and the night is much more comfortable than the day. The elderly sit on the benches on the roadside to enjoy the cool air, and the children run around and play.
He was walking leisurely along the road, passing by a small fountain square, when suddenly there was a commotion in the dense flow of people, and a middle-aged woman in her 40s quickly ran towards him.
Behind the middle-aged woman were followed by more than a dozen people. Each of these people had angry looks on their faces, and they were chasing her while shouting: "Catch her and beat this damn human trafficker to death..."
Hearing that it was a human trafficker, Ye Bufan was about to arrest him when he saw the woman running towards him.
"Little brother, help me, help me quickly, I am not a human trafficker!"
The woman ran here and was out of breath. She couldn't run anymore, so she stopped and asked Ye Bufan for help.
Ye Bufan looked at the middle-aged woman. Although she was a bit older, she was still very beautiful, well-dressed, and had a kind face. She didn't look like a human trafficker.
At this time, the people behind him caught up and immediately surrounded the two of them. The woman turned pale with fright, grabbed Ye Bufan's arm and hid behind him.
"Little brother, help me, I am really wronged."
Ye Bufan opened his arms to stop the angry crowd and asked the middle-aged man in front: "Brother, what is going on? What happened?"
"It was that human trafficker who killed my daughter, and I must make her pay for it today!"
As the middle-aged man was talking, a young woman in her 30s rushed up from behind holding a little girl.
The little girl was about three or four years old, with braids and a white gauze skirt. Unfortunately, her face was livid, her teeth were clenched, and she had stopped breathing.
The young woman cried: "Damn human trafficker, it was you who killed my daughter!"
The middle-aged woman quickly said: "No, I'm really not a trafficker. I just looked at the cute little girl and bought her a pack of jelly."
"Damn human trafficker, you still keep making excuses, I have to beat you to death today!"
The middle-aged man was the father of the child. After roaring angrily, he rushed towards the middle-aged woman, followed closely by four or five other people, who wanted to attack her aggressively.
The middle-aged woman was so frightened that she shivered and her body tightened behind Ye Bufan.
Ye Bufan stretched out his hand to block the situation, pushed the middle-aged man back, and then shouted: "Stop making trouble, the child can still be saved!"
His roar contained the inner power of chaotic energy, which immediately shocked everyone present.
The young woman said: "It's impossible. The ambulance has just arrived and said that my daughter is hopeless..."
After saying that, she started to cry again, "My poor daughter, poor Tongtong, just left like this..."
Ye Bufan had already used his spiritual consciousness to scan the girl's condition. Although she had stopped breathing, her pupils were still there and her soul was still there. In this case, he could still treat her.
But if it drags on any longer, it will be too late for the gods.
He said to the young woman: "Sister, I am a doctor. Give me the child and I will definitely save her."
Out of her inner desire for her daughter's resurrection, the young woman subconsciously put the child into Ye Bufan's hands, and said with a longing look on her face: "Can you really save my daughter?"
Ye Bufan ignored her and held the little girl in his arms, with her back facing up and her face down, and then reached out and slapped her on the back.
There was a popping sound, and a piece of jelly shot out of the little girl's mouth and fell to the ground.
When the onlookers saw the little girl vomiting out the stuck jelly, hope suddenly rose in their hearts, but then they found that the little girl was still pale and showed no signs of resurrection.
The young woman looked desperate: "It's useless, the doctor just announced that Tongtong is dead."
The child's father said: "A murder must be punished with a life. This evil woman must be killed today..."
At this moment, a piercing siren sounded, and then three police cars sped over and stopped next to everyone.
People's attention was suddenly attracted by the police car, but Ye Bufan didn't care so much. He laid the little girl flat on the ground, then took out the silver needle and began to use the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles.
After the vehicle stopped, a middle-aged police officer in his forties jumped out first. This man had an extremely resolute appearance and exuded a sharp and murderous aura.
After seeing the middle-aged police officer, the middle-aged woman hiding behind Ye Bufan immediately ran over, took his arm and said, "Old Wang, you are here. They say I am a human trafficker, please prove it to me quickly!"
The child's father followed up and said: "Officer, this woman is a human trafficker, she killed my daughter!"
At this time, a policeman wearing glasses next to him said: "This is the wife of our director, how could she be a human trafficker?"
The middle-aged police officer took two steps forward and said to everyone with a serious expression: "I am Wang Jianfeng, the director of the Jiangnan City Police Department, and she is my wife Tang Wenqi. I can guarantee that she is not a human trafficker."
The people around were stunned. They didn't expect that the person in front of them was the top leader of the Jiangnan City Police Department, and that this woman was his wife.
The little girl’s father shouted: “Whether she is a trafficker or not, she killed my daughter anyway, and she must pay the price today!”
Others also shouted: "That's right, whether she is the director's wife or not, she killed the child anyway..."
"Catch her, she must be arrested. Such a vicious woman must be sentenced to death..."
"Even if you are the director, if you dare to protect your wife, I will immediately find the media to expose you..."
Wang Jianfeng frowned and said to everyone: "Don't worry, everyone, as the director of the police station, I will never protect others, but I must understand the situation clearly."
