Ye Fan naturally would not believe his words, and his tone suddenly turned cold, like a person who had just come out of an ice cave:
"My patience has its limit. If you don't tell me within three seconds, believe it or not, I will turn you into a cold corpse!"
Wu Song shivered all over, feeling as if he was stuck in an ice cave and his whole body was frozen. However, in his heart, he had not yet decided whether he should say anything.
"ah!"
However.
As he was thinking about it, he clearly realized what it meant to be suffocated. He tried his best to grab it with both hands and was unable to speak.
Use your own eyes to signal Ye Fan.
Say it yourself.
Ye Fan let go of his hand.
"Bang——!"
Wu Song fell to the ground, breathing heavily with greed on his face. At this moment, nothing was as important to him as air.
Ye Fan let him breathe for a few seconds, and when he saw that he had almost relaxed, he said, "Say!"
Wu Song's face was still a little hesitant, but it was obvious that Ye Fan frowned, and he immediately said decisively without hesitation: "Yes, Mr. Ma!"
"Speak clearly!" Ye Fan probably already guessed it in his heart, but he still wanted to understand it more clearly.
"Ma Yingjun, he asked us to give you some clues and then warn you to stay away from Huang Shiyue. Master Ye, you really don't blame me for this. I'm just accepting money from others!"
Wu Song hurriedly shied away all the responsibilities.
Naturally, Ye Fan would not care about such a little person, and calmly shouted: "Get out!"
Everyone seemed to have received the imperial edict, like chickens pecking at rice, nodding their heads repeatedly: "Yes, yes, get out of here, get out of here!"
The boys who were lying on the ground wailing and unable to get up, all regained their strength instantly as if they had taken an elixir, and ran towards the bread cart in dejection.
When Wu Song saw this situation, he couldn't help but curse in his heart, MD, what kind of little brother is this? When beating people, everyone pretends to be dead, and when running away, everyone is faster than me.
After these people drove away.
Ye Fan suddenly realized something important.
"Holy crap, they drove the car away, how can I go back!"
The words just fell.
A Rolls-Royce drove quickly from a distance.
Wen Family Courtyard.
Although this compound is not the most spacious and luxurious compound, it is the oldest villa in Linhai City and the first villa in Linhai City.
Almost everyone in Linhai City knows that the people who live here, even the richest man in Linhai City and the boss on the road, do not dare to provoke them because of their power and connections!
Countless times stronger than any other family in Linhai City, these things cannot be exchanged for money!
"Old man, people are here!"
A housekeeper, a middle-aged man in his fifties, brought Ye Fan to the back of Mr. Wen Zhongkun.
now.
Next to Mr. Wen, in addition to his granddaughter Wen Qingqing, there is an old man in a blue Tang suit. This old man is taking Mr. Wen's pulse!
This old man's name is Zhang Zhenbei, the president of the Linhai City Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. He is known as a miracle doctor and is also a well-known figure in Linhai City.
When Mr. Wen Zhongkun heard the butler's words, he stood up immediately. This action made Zhang Zhenbei, who was checking his pulse, confused and unprepared.
"Brother Ye, you are here!"
He hurriedly walked to Ye Fan's side, made an invitation gesture, and said: "Come on, brother Ye, come and sit down quickly!"
Zhang Zhenbei was shocked when he saw Wen Zhongkun's behavior. Who is this young man? Why did Wen Zhongkun call him brother? Could it be that he is a young man from Yanjing?
This is impossible, even if Wen Zhongkun is the son-in-law of a certain big shot, it is impossible for him to be like this.
Although he couldn't guess Ye Fan's identity, one thing he knew very well was that the person Wen Zhongkun called his brother was definitely not an ordinary person!
So, I also stood up from the chair.
Wen Zhongkun happily explained: "Brother Zhang, this is Brother Ye Fan. Don't look at Brother Ye for his young age, he is an expert!"
Ye Fan replied humbly: "Brother Wen really praises me too much!"
When Zhang Zhenbei heard Wen Zhongkun's words, he was more sure of what he was thinking. This Ye Fan was not ordinary, but when he heard the name, he felt a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
But at this time, he didn't think carefully and stretched out his hand: "Brother Ye, hello, I am Zhang Zhenbei!"
Without Wen Zhongkun's introduction, he would not have called Ye Fan his brother at all. He would have called him young man at most. However, Mr. Wen explained it this way. If he called Ye Fan young man, wouldn't it be a slap in Wen Zhongkun's face?
Ye Fan also shook hands with him.
"Hello, Brother Zhang!"
Wen Zhongkun immediately said: "Brother Ye, you, Brother Zhang, are a figure in Linhai City. The president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, you can be called the miracle doctor in Linhai City!"
Mentioning this, Zhang Zhenbei couldn't help but show pride and said humbly: "I heard that my words are serious, what kind of miracle doctor is this? I'm just giving you some face!"
Wen Zhongkun immediately waved his hand: "No, no, this is definitely not as simple as giving face, but brother, you are really capable. If you don't have the ability, who will give you this face!"
Everyone still agreed with Wen Zhongkun's words. If you don't have the strength, who will give you this face?
Wen Zhongkun immediately made a gesture of invitation: "You two brothers, please sit down quickly!"
After the three of them sat down.
Wen Zhongkun looked at Wen Qingqing who was standing aside and said, "Qingqing, hurry up and pour tea for your Grandpa Ye and ginseng tea for your Grandpa Zhang!"
Wen Qingqing was in a daze just now because she was wondering if Ye Fan was here today to help her improve her warrior skills.
"Okay, Grandpa!"
Wen Qingqing immediately went to pour tea.
Zhang Zhenbei glanced at Wen Qingqing who was leaving, and said: "Brother Wen, you are not very optimistic, especially since you have used your own internal strength in the past two days, and you are still injured!
"
Ye Fan paused. Has he used his inner strength in the past two days? Didn't Wen Zhongkun just fight with him yesterday? Moreover, he was beaten back by himself.
I made a mental calculation and realized that with my own power against him, it would indeed cause him a little bit of damage, but under normal circumstances, he would recover as long as he rested for a day.
Wen Zhongkun waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, I'm already so old and I've started watching it a long time ago, especially now that I have made friends with you two brothers, I am even more satisfied!"
Zhang Zhenbei sighed and said helplessly:
"Brother Wen, it's no use to me. Ever since I learned about your illness, I've been studying your condition, but after so many years, there's still no progress. It's really an insult to the title of miracle doctor!"
Speaking of this, Zhang Zhenbei felt extremely ashamed.
Wen Zhongkun said comfortingly: "Brother Zhang, I don't blame you for this. You also know about my disease. I have visited many famous doctors, but no one can do anything. Even those with advanced high technology can't detect anything."
three!"
Zhang Zhenbei laughed at himself and said, "Brother, I didn't expect you to comfort me in turn. My mood is so different from yours!"
"I should still study hard with you!"
"Learn from each other, learn from each other."
The two said to each other humbly.
Just then.
Wen Qingqing had already come over with two cups of tea: "Grandpa Ye!"
"Grandpa Zhang, your tea!"
Although she still felt a little awkward when calling her Grandpa Ye, it was much better than the first time and it was smoother.
Ye Fan took a sip of tea and said softly: "Brother Wen, maybe I can cure your disease!"
"What?"
When everyone present heard this, they were instantly shocked and stared at him. Wen Zhongkun was overjoyed and did not doubt his words.
Zhang Zhenbei, on the other hand, was deeply suspicious of his words. The young man in front of him didn't look like a doctor. Even if Wen Zhongkun said that he was an expert, it couldn't be about medical skills!
He was the first to ask: "Brother Ye, do you know what disease Brother Wen has?"
Ye Fan shook his head. With his strength, he really couldn't tell what kind of illness Wen Zhongkun had at a glance, but as long as he felt his pulse, he would know.
When the time comes, even if his medical skills cannot cure the disease, he will still have a backup plan to make an elixir!
His alchemy skills are first-rate.
You know, one of his masters is Zhong Liquan, and Zhong Liquan is a veritable alchemy immortal. How could an alchemy apprentice taught by such a person be bad?