Seeing Ye Fan, the doctor on duty's eyes widened. He never thought that the person he met in the elevator was the person he was pretending to be.
This can also explain why Ye Fan can keep up with him.
His right hand shook, and another scalpel came out.
"You didn't expect that, did you?"
Ye Fan smiled: "I didn't expect that I would bump into myself."
The doctor on duty had a cold look in his eyes, full of murderous intent: "You just met death."
"You are no match for me, so you should just surrender and capture me."
There was no emotion on Ye Fan’s face:
"I don't care about Aoki's life or death, but I can't take the blame for others."
When he rushed to the fifth floor, the doctor on duty was already fighting with them, and then he heard someone shouting that Aoki was dead.
Ye Fan immediately judged that someone took advantage of the conflict between him and Qingmu and killed Qingmu to make him fight with the Blood Medicine Sect.
The doctor on duty blew out a breath of hot air: "Catch me, you are not worthy!"
"Yeah?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan, who was ready to attack, moved, rushed, and was in front of the doctor on duty in the blink of an eye.
The sword rises and the sword falls!
This is what the doctor on duty exclaimed in his heart: "So fast!"
Ye Fan not only walked fast, but also swung his sword faster, and six white arcs slashed towards him.
Ye Fan wanted to test the other party's origins and also wanted to catch him alive, so he didn't kill him.
The doctor on duty had a look of solemnity in his eyes, roared angrily, gripped the sharp scalpel tightly, and swung it out at extremely fast speeds.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
The doctor on duty tried his best to block the sword light and barely blocked Ye Fan's crazy attack.
The two sides were fighting head-on. From a distance, it looked like several white arcs colliding, splitting the light and space. The speed was so fast that it made people feel suffocated.
Several fallen leaves were chopped into pieces.
After the doctor on duty blocked Ye Fan's six knives in a row, he also flashed a dagger with his left hand and swung it towards Ye Fan's neck.
Ye Fan suddenly lowered his head and retreated, taking two steps back to avoid the attack calmly.
Immediately afterwards, he charged forward again and stabbed out with the horns of an oryx.
The doctor on duty is on duty.
"when!"
There was a crisp sound, and the doctor on duty's pupils immediately shrank.
He quickly took a step back and looked at the dagger in disbelief.
The blade of the knife was broken into two pieces, and blood was seen on the chest.
"boom!"
Before he could finish digesting it, Ye Fan stabbed out with another sword.
As fast as a meteor, the doctor on duty's face changed, and another scalpel blocked it.
There was just a sound as the two knives collided, causing severe pain in the tiger's mouth.
"Ding."
The scalpel broke with another crisp sound.
The momentum of the fish intestine sword did not decrease, and it clicked towards the shoulder with a whooshing sound.
The doctor on duty twitched the corners of his mouth and tried his best to dodge backwards, but he was still half a beat too late.
The tip of the sword pierced his shoulder, spurting out a stream of blood.
The doctor on duty groaned, staggered and hit the wall, his whole body aching.
"boom!"
Ye Fan did not stop and punched out with his left hand.
One force can defeat a thousand tricks!
The doctor on duty roared angrily and crossed his hands in front of him.
"break!"
Fists and arms collide.
The doctor on duty was punched out by Ye Fan!
Before he could fall down, a hand pinched his throat again.
"A bit like Granny Xuan."
Ye Fan said calmly: "A member of the Zheng family?"
While he was talking, he slapped him again, knocking the poison out of the doctor on duty's mouth.
The doctor on duty had his eyelids twitching and made no sound. He wanted to bite the poisonous pill in his mouth but was too late. He could only look at Ye Fan unruly.
"Stop talking nonsense and kill me if you can."
"Don't be complacent. If you provoke people you shouldn't provoke, you will end up dead on the streets sooner or later."
He held his neck high to maintain his last dignity.
"Did not say?"
Ye Fan took off his artificial mask, looked at a face with scars and smiled:
"I have many ways to make you talk..."
The doctor on duty looked disdainfully. He was a specially trained person. It would be more difficult for Ye Fan to pry open his mouth than to kill him.
"I am a kind person and will not torture others."
"But I have a friend who knows your routine very well."
Ye Fan gently patted the doctor on duty on the face: "I hope you won't disappoint me..."
An hour later, the side hall of Zheng's house was brightly lit.
Zheng Qiankun took the photo of his abdomen and looked at it very carefully.
After coming out of Jinzhilin that day, he went to the hospital for a careful examination and found that the abdominal wound was indeed torn repeatedly.
Moreover, a lot of the flesh inside was also rotten. He needed surgery as soon as possible, otherwise it would easily lead to inflammation and lesions.
However, the doctor did not dare to guarantee that the wound would heal completely. After all, the three-sided wound left at that time was too special.
This made Zheng Qiankun very confused.
He hoped to resolve the wound once and for all, but was worried that Ye Fan might try to kill him.
But if the wound is not repaired, he will be in pain, torture or even life and death.
"uncle!"
Just when Zheng Qiankun was having a fierce ideological struggle, Zheng Junqing hurriedly walked in with a look of joy on his face:
"I got it, I got it."
He lowered his voice and said: "There is news from the hospital that Qingmu is dead and was killed by Ye Fan."
Zheng Qiankun's movements stagnated slightly, and then his eyes lit up invisibly: "Are you sure Aoki is dead?"
"died!"
Zheng Junqing nodded confidently:
"There are many of our doctors in that hospital, and they confirmed that Saburo Aoki was killed on his bed."
"The police who went to investigate also confirmed that Saburo Aoki is really dead, and they are preparing to go back to Ye Fan for questioning."
He also took out his mobile phone and called up the photos: "I got all the photos of Aoki Yoko's death."
Zheng Qiankun glanced at it and nodded with satisfaction:
"It's good if you die. Only if you die will the show be exciting."
He asked further: "By the way, how did the people of Yang country react?"
"The crowd is furious!"
Zheng Junqing smiled: "They all shouted that they wanted to avenge Qingmu. If the police hadn't suppressed them, they would have all rushed to Jin Zhilin."
"The Blood Medicine Sect has also received the news. Qingmu Taoist Temple was extremely angry and came to China with his forty meters, no, one meter and four swords!"
"It is estimated that we will arrive in Longdu tomorrow morning."
"Qingmudao Temple is not only very skilled, but also good at using poisons, and has a silver medal as a doctor."
"With him dealing with Ye Fan, I'm afraid Ye Fan will have a headache."
He knew that Ye Fan was a troublesome person, but he believed that Qingmudao Temple would cause trouble for Ye Fan.
Zheng Junqing nodded slightly, his old face showing a hint of splendor:
"Use your connections to make things as convenient as possible for Mr. Aoki."
"When necessary, we can relax the number of people who come to Longdu."
"After all, there are so many people and it's so lively."
"Of course, the news of Ye Zhendong's recovery must be completely blocked to prevent the Blood Medicine Sect from having any scruples."
His smile is very meaningful.
Zheng Junqing nodded lightly: "Understood."
Zheng Qiankun suddenly asked: "Can the killers sent out be trusted?"
