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Nine hundred and ninetieth chapters not to give you a buffer

"It's you?"

Ye Fan looked at the silver needle on his body and then at Matsuno Qianshan: "You really want me to die."

He knew that the Blood Medicine Sect wanted him to die to vent his anger about Kurokawa Muxue and the medical competition, but he never expected that there would be such murderous intent.

"Of course!"

Matsuno Qianshan coughed lightly: "Beiting died suddenly, Yamamoto was poisoned, Kurokawa betrayed me, and I also lost my future. How can I not hate you?"

"The reason why I didn't commit suicide by caesarean section and forced myself to stay in China was because I wanted to find an opportunity to kill you."

Although the acupuncture competition with Ye Fan gave him a lot of enlightenment, and he even achieved the basic level of One Thought Acupuncture, he still couldn't go back to the Blood Medicine Sect and couldn't go back to Yang Country.

The glory is gone, and losers can only survive. When Matsuno Qianshan loses to Ye Fan, he is destined to have no future.

So he hated Ye Fan deeply.

While speaking, he slowly took a few steps back and closed the warehouse door again, isolating the noise and firelight outside.

The entire warehouse became darker, with only light coming through the gaps, making the interior appear shadowy.

The scene was much quieter, and the two were facing each other more than ten meters apart.

"You guys can't afford to lose."

There was a trace of disdain on Ye Fan's face: "In order to win, you will do whatever it takes to cover up your failure and become angry from shame."

"I'm just curious, how could you collude with Tang Hailong?"

"Did he use you to hide the patient, or did you use his hand to set this trap?"

This incident tonight somewhat surprised Ye Fan.

"It's a coincidence."

Matsuno Qianshan stared at Ye Fan like a wild beast:

"I accidentally learned that Tang Hailong was looking for a secret place to hide patients."

"When I learned that he was going to use these patients against Tang Ruoxue, I knew that the opportunity to take revenge on Lord Beiting and the others was here."

"Because these patients are difficult patients, there is a high probability that Tang Ruoxue will not be able to deal with them."

"She can't resolve the matter smoothly, so your personality will definitely intervene."

"And with your ability and connections, it will only be a matter of time before you find out the whereabouts of these patients."

"Once you suspect that a patient is hiding in Sunshine Manor, you will pry into it no matter how forbidden it is."

"However, due to social influence and considerations, you cannot break in openly, nor can you instigate officials to search. After all, the consequences of not finding the patient are very serious."

"So you will try your best to sneak in and save people at all costs."

His smile became cold: "After I understood this, I set up the current murderous situation."

These days, he mobilized his talent to copy Ye Fan's idea, and constantly fixed the loopholes in this plan. He was waiting for this moment.

Ye Fan frowned slightly: "Are you just confirming that I will come in person? Are you not worried that I will send a random brother here?"

Matsuno Qianshan stared at Ye Fan with sharp eyes and smiled:

"It's possible, but the probability is very small. It depends on your personality."

"You cherish the lives of those around you more than your own life. Sunshine Manor involves too much and involves dozens of patients. You will definitely do it yourself."

"And if I don't kill your opponent, I won't have the shame to go back to Yang Country."

He added: "So even if there is only a one percent chance, I will give it a try."

"He is indeed a genius of the blood medicine sect."

There was a trace of approval on Ye Fan's face: "Not only is he excellent in medical skills and good at finding opportunities, he is also very patient and is not even afraid of being infected."

Seeing Matsuno Qianshan's almost rotten body, Ye Fan had to admit that he underestimated his opponent. The Qianshan in front of him was worthy of being one of the three geniuses.

"Would you be a little careless just by ambushing me like this?"

"If you know me well, you should know that you can't keep me alone?"

Ye Fan straightened up slightly: "You should gather dozens more masters to deal with me."

"How can it be so easy for a master of the blood medicine sect to sneak into the important place of Dragon City?"

Matsuno Qianshan didn’t hide anything from Ye Fan:

"And there is too much movement, and it is easy for you to find out the clues. You can even bribe Kurokawa Muxue. How can I guarantee that the Blood Medicine Sect does not have any other pawns of yours?"

"Perhaps Kurokawa has bribed many disciples for you, and I have gathered too many people to deal with you and you will be exposed in a minute."

"Besides, those are Yang Kingdom's treasures, I can't bury them indiscriminately."

"So I just pretended to provide a place to create trouble for you, and I didn't show or reveal any hostility at all."

"Only in this way can I have the opportunity to fight you in close combat and hurt you."

Kurokawa Muyuki's betrayal of the Blood Medicine Sect triggered a crisis of trust in the entire Blood Medicine Sect, making Matsuno Qianshan no longer able to trust his brothers as before.

"This is a correct consideration."

Ye Fan asked further: "I have another curiosity. Why don't you take action while the patients are being transported away, or plant explosives to blow up the warehouse with me?"

"That group of patients is a double-edged sword."

Matsuno Qianshan smiled: "Of course I can use them to lure you here, but if they are killed and the matter is exposed, the Blood Medicine Sect will really suffer a bloodbath."

"Everyone will condemn the blood doctors for being ruthless and using patients as cannon fodder."

He was very direct: "I can't let the blood doctor sect take the blame, so I'll wait until you are away before taking action."

“Good idea!”

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "It's a pity that I have already admitted the video, and you will also have to pay the price."

“What can the video illustrate?”

Matsuno Qianshan laughed noncommittally:

"Does it mean we torture or kill? It doesn't mean anything. It can only mean that we provide a place for patients to live."

"I can tell reporters that in order to prevent these patients from infecting society and to give them a home after being abandoned by their relatives, I provide these people with free isolation places."

"I think people will only praise, not criticize."

"What's more, there's Tang Hailong of Chinese descent in the middle!"

He showed a hint of pride: "Ye Fan, you can't use the topic to your advantage."

Ye Fan sighed when he heard this: "Qianshan, you are such a difficult opponent."

"Not only is it difficult to deal with, but I also want you to die!"

Matsuno Qianshan took a step forward:

"Outside, for fear of your identity and the impact of the competition, we can't attack you again."

"But here, even if I cut you into pieces, China won't be able to say no even half a word."

He had an extra gun in his hand: "Because you are seeking your own death."

"Your copycat version of Yi Nian Acupuncture is very good. It bound a lot of my acupuncture points initially, but it's a pity that you gave me too much buffer time."

Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "This has restored me a lot of strength."

He shouted out, exerted his strength, and the silver needles swished open from his body.

"I'm not giving you buffer time..."

Matsuno Qianshan smiled strangely: "I want the blood corpse flower poison on the silver needle to work better."

"boom--"

The next second, he raised his hand and shot Ye Fan.


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