The next morning, Ye Fan woke up, washed up, and went to the garden to practice.
After two hours, he felt lighter and his energy and energy were completely restored.
His dragon-slaying skills were replenished again.
Moreover, it used to take ten days and a half to fully replenish the Dragon Slaying Technique five times, but now it can be replenished in five days with all your strength.
This kind of filling is still a saturated filling, and the speed and penetration of each blow are very powerful.
This kind of attack would be difficult for a land expert to dodge even if he knew about his trump card, let alone an unexpected attack.
Ye Fan wanted to work harder and try to use it on the same day to fully charge it, so that he could kill everyone every day.
After practicing the exercises, Ye Fan clapped his hands and went back to the villa to make breakfast.
After making breakfast, Ye Fan quickly finished his portion and then put the rest of the meal in the pot to keep it warm.
Then he left a message to Gongsun Qian and Tang Qiqi, asking them to have a good breakfast, stay at home after eating, and never go out if nothing happened.
Ye Fan knew that both women were a bit thin-skinned, so they were a little embarrassed about what happened last night.
In fact, Ye Fan was also a little embarrassed. Thinking of the scene after he pretended to be faint, he felt even more guilty.
He could only avoid the two women for the time being.
After coming out of Deep Water Bay, Ye Fan took Uncle Jin and Uncle Mu directly to a small restaurant near the Governor's Mansion.
The small restaurant was originally occupied by four refugees after they smashed it up.
But now all four refugees were knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.
Yang Xiyue was inside with a dozen or so guards in disguise.
Ye Fan walked in, kicked the four refugees, glanced at them and said, "These refugees look dirty, but the skin on their abdomen and chest is white and tender."
"The fingers are rough but not cracked, and the nails are not stained."
"And he's wearing the same style of sweater."
Ye Fan said calmly: "These must not be ordinary refugees, right?"
Yang Xiyue responded respectfully: "Ye Shaoyingming, these four are indeed fake refugees."
"They are members of the Shanhai Society, and they are also the thousand-man captain who instigated 100,000 refugees to surround the Governor's Mansion."
"Each person is responsible for ten small bosses, and one small boss is responsible for one hundred refugees."
"Usually, the little leader and the refugees demonstrate in front of the Governor's Palace. They hide in this small restaurant to eat, drink and play mahjong."
"They confessed that their mission was to lead people to surround the Governor's Mansion until all their ammunition and food were exhausted."
"Their plan is to contain him for at least a month and force Sun Dongliang to violently suppress him."
"Once Sun Dongliang and others start bleeding, they will immediately instigate a hundred thousand refugees to attack!"
"They originally wanted to write, direct and stage a bloody incident, and then take the opportunity to attack the Governor's Palace, but the Shanhaihui rejected this suggestion."
"Shan Haihui demands that Sun Dongliang be weakened as much as possible, so that Sun Dongliang and Tulongdian can play their trump cards, and then have another one-pot deal."
She smiled bitterly: "This is also the reason why the Governor's Mansion has not been breached yet."
Ye Fan picked up a cup of boiling tea and took a sip: "This mountain and sea society is quite capable of causing trouble."
Yang Xiyue took a long breath and told Ye Fan the confession she had dug out: "In order to suppress Sun Dongliang to the maximum extent, the Shanhaihui also invited many foreign media to be on the front line."
"The cameras are all focused on the Governor's Mansion, wanting to see when Sun Dongliang will fire the first shot."
"Once Sun Dongliang takes the shot, the Shanhaihui will put pressure on the country's leader through international public opinion to remove Sun Dongliang from his position."
"As for the fact that Sun Dongliang was assassinated multiple times, as well as the nearby shops being smashed and the guards being beaten in groups, the foreign media pretended not to have seen it."
"So General Sun's current situation is not only dangerous, but also very sensitive."
"I once suggested that they evacuate the Governor's Mansion by helicopter, but General Sun rejected my proposal."
"He said that he has high hopes from you and will never leave in despair after the first battle."
"Furthermore, he hasn't fully understood the governor's office of Tie Muqing yet, and he doesn't want to waste the secrets and money that the World Chamber of Commerce has not yet transferred."
"The largest vault in the basement has not yet been cracked."
Yang Xiyue sighed: "So Sun Zhan will persist until the last moment."
Ye Fan lowered his head and blew the tea: "The Governor's Mansion cannot be thrown away casually."
"Not only are there good things, but they are also related to morale and the face of the Dragon Slaughter Hall."
He smiled lightly: "I can't let Temujin laugh at me."
"clear!"
Yang Xiyue nodded slightly, then looked at the monitor screen above her head.
You can see the situation at the door of the Governor's Palace on the screen, a dense crowd of people sitting on the ground in darkness, taking turns shouting for food, a house, and work.
There was a trace of worry in her eyes: "It's just that this situation is difficult to solve. It's too difficult to drive away one hundred thousand homeless people who can't be woken up..." Ye Fan turned the teacup in his hand: "Of course it's difficult to drive away one hundred thousand people."
"But why should we drive them away?"
There was a gleam in his eyes: "Let's just let them get out of here."
Yang Xiyue was stunned: "Let them get out of here?
How is this possible?"
Ye Fan glanced at the dense crowd on the screen: "One hundred thousand people have been besieging the area for a week. You can sleep on the ground, but eating and drinking is not the northwest wind?"
"Even if it is dry food, someone must provide it, otherwise I would have starved to death on the spot or become angry."
Ye Fan looked at the three people on the ground: "Wake up these three refugees and ask where they get their lunch boxes every day?"
"clear!"
Yang Xiyue's eyes lit up: "After asking, you will follow the clues and destroy their food and grass center?"
"Destroy the grain center?"
Ye Fan shook his head slightly, then took a piece of paper and pen, and wrote a recipe in a swipe: "Do you think that in ancient times, if you destroy one, with the strength of Shanhaihui, you can make a second and third one in minutes?"
"If that doesn't work, just order takeout. I don't want to ruin it."
"Find their food supply center and find a way to put some medicinal powder in their water source."
"Even if you can't put it in the food, you can still put it in the packaging."
He handed the recipe to Uncle Mu and asked him to buy the medicinal materials and brew them.
Yang Xiyue suddenly realized: "I understand!"
An hour later, after Yang Xiyue asked for clues from the three refugees, she led the guards to quickly investigate.
Not only did she quickly locate the location where Shanhaihui provided food to the Thousand-Man Captain and others, she also discovered the production center of Shanhaihui.
Ye Fan was not idle either. He boiled the medicinal materials bought by Uncle Mu, then made a large bag of powder and handed it to the person sent by Zhang Decheng.
Then, Ye Fan sent Zhang Decheng the location and events that Yang Xiyue had surveyed.
Snakes have their own ways. Although Yang Xiyue and the Guards are tyrannical, they are not as evil as Zhang Decheng and his group.
That night, a large number of refugees who ate chicken drumstick box lunches not only suffered from stomach pain, but also felt itchy all over their bodies.
One by one, they were rolling around at the door of the Governor's Mansion, groaning constantly and feeling very uncomfortable.
Then they had diarrhea and vomiting again, and their faces turned black, as if they were poisoned.
Hundreds of little bosses even vomited blood and their bodies were shaking as if they were shaking.
This scared them so much that they called an ambulance and went to the hospital.
As soon as these little bosses who controlled the scene left, a hundred thousand homeless people suddenly became headless flies.
Then dozens more bodies were smashed into the scene, all of them were the thousand-man captains of Shanhaihui.
However, they all looked ferocious and were bleeding from all their orifices. They were not dead and could still struggle.
But because of this struggle, they looked like zombies, and the refugees at the scene were scared to avoid them.
The pain hit me.
Seeing the miserable condition of these people and their increasingly worse condition, hundreds of thousands of homeless people also shouted and evacuated from the scene and went to the hospital.
"You have been poisoned, you have food poisoning, you are going to die, and ordinary hospitals cannot treat you."
"You must go to Wenren Hospital. There are the best doctors, the best equipment, and the best medicines there."
"Otherwise, you can go to the nearby Wutong Club, where thousands of top-quality bezoar detoxification pills are hidden."
"Oops, a few more people have fallen down. I'm afraid they're out of breath or dead."
"Look at it, it's bleeding from all the orifices and looks like a zombie. How terrifying it is."
"Everyone, go to the hospital quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late and you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."
As hundreds of thousands of homeless people were about to leave the gate of the Governor's Palace, Ye Fan's voice sounded from the loudspeaker in the nearby street.
One hundred thousand homeless people were already in a daze with abdominal pain, and they became even more flustered when they heard Ye Fan shouting.
At that moment, everyone was rushing to run.
Some went to Wenren Hospital, and some went to Wutong Club.
Suddenly, shouts, roars, screams, and cries resounded throughout the door.
Ye Fan sat in the small restaurant and watched the scene leisurely, and then threw the tweeter microphone aside.
He got up and wandered towards the Governor's Palace.
Fifteen minutes later, thousands of homeless people with abdominal pain came to the Wutong Club.
They all shouted for Bezoar Jiedu Pills.
aggressive.
The nearly 100 guards at the Wutong Club seemed to be intercepted by a formidable enemy and even yelled at them to get out of here.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
At this moment, Molotov cocktails were thrown out like meteors.
Molotov cocktails smashed into the ranks of guards.
Smashed on the door! Smashed on the wall! Smashed on the eaves of the club! Fires shot into the sky! Thick smoke billowed! The crowd screamed! The Wutong Club was thrown into chaos.
Zhang Decheng secretly took out a nine-tube mask and put it on: "Do it!"
