The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 306 I'm Here

Chapter [-] Here I Come

"It's really the president's token."

Two hours later, more than a dozen people gathered in the gazebo in the back garden of Jin Zhilin, and Huang Feihu also brought Huang Xuanwu.

He handed the token back to Ye Fan:
"The black wood, the nine-pattern dragon, and the inscription. It can be concluded that this is really the token of the Nanling president."

He also took out his token and put it on the table. Except for the different place names on the back, the rest of the details were exactly the same.

Ye Fan looked at the two tokens in a daze: "Is it really the president's token?"

Huang Feihu nodded: "There is no moisture."

Sun Bufan hesitated and said:
"If it's really Nanling's president's token, then the fair and clean man who came for treatment this afternoon..."

Thinking of that feminine man, he couldn't help shivering, feeling like an eunuch in an ancient palace.

"It should be nine thousand years old."

Huang Feihu did not shy away from the name:

"Besides the matching appearance and skill, he is the only one who dares to appoint Ye Fan as the president of Nanling."

"After all, few people dare to exercise the power of nine thousand years old like this."

He added:
"And I mentioned Ye Fan when I was in Longdu, and comparing the details of today's conversation, the one who came this afternoon is definitely Jiuqian."

Ye Fan was slightly surprised:

"It turns out that he is nine thousand years old, no wonder he is so awesome."

He and Dugu Shang were also considered strong, but they were repulsed lightly by the other party, and their chests still hurt to this day.

He thought about practicing martial arts well, otherwise he would be beaten the next time he met a strong man.

"It seems that Nine Thousand Years cherishes you very much."

Huang Feihu suddenly let out a burst of hearty laughter:
"Otherwise, I wouldn't come to Zhonghai to test you in person, and let you take over the Nanling Martial League to settle the grudge."

"If he didn't appreciate you from the bottom of his heart, with his character and style, he would fight directly."

He looked at Ye Fan with relief: "Brother, just as my brother said at the time, you will stand at the top of China sooner or later, it seems that I am not wrong in my judgment."

"Brother is serious."

Ye Fan waved his hand lightly:

"I'm just a little doctor, and the president of Yunding is also your favorite. How can there be any peak in China?"

The heights are unbearably cold, the higher you stand, the greater your responsibility, Ye Fan doesn't want to worry about such important matters as the lives of the common people.

"Let's not talk about the peak, I just want to know, if Brother Fan wants to, he can go to Nanling to be the president?"

Huang Sanchong shouted happily: "Nanling is rich, and has nearly ten thousand children. Being the president will nourish you."

"To shut up!"

"Nanling is the territory of the Shen family. Shen Qianshan died in Zhong Hai. Although the investigation has nothing to do with Brother Fan, the Shen family regards Brother Fan as a thorn in their side."

Huang Tianjiao knocked Huang Sanchong on the head: "Brother Fan takes over, it's no less than a sheep in the mouth of a tiger."

There was a grievance between the two sides. Ye Fan made Shen Qianshan kneel down and abolished his dantian. In the end, Shen Qianshan still died in Zhonghai. The Shen family hated Ye Fan deeply.

"Oh, that's true, but you don't have to worry about the useless members of the Shen family."

Huang Sanzhong let out a long breath:
"I heard that after Shen Qianshan died and Xue Ruyi was abolished, the entire Shen family and the Wumeng fell into a struggle for power."

"The Shen family is thinking about how to divide Shen Qianshan's family wealth, and the four disciples of the Nanling Martial League want to become the president. It is rumored that they have fought several times."

"They only want to get in the position now, and they don't have much interest in avenging Shen Qianshan."

Huang Sanzhong obviously inquired about the situation in the Nanling Martial League: "Brother Fan used to not have much difficulty in cleaning up the situation."

"The Nanling Martial Arts League is really in a mess right now."

Huang Feihu confided in Ye Fan:

"Although there are reasons for them to fight for power and profit, there are also Jiuqiantui's deliberately indulgent schemes."

"Nine thousand years old originally planned to let the Nanling Martial League reshuffle itself, to see if there is a strong person to take on the big responsibility, to end the dispute and reunite the children."

"But the result made him a little disappointed. Whether it is the nephew of the Shen family or the four great apprentices, there is no one with a big pattern."

"No one avenged Shen Qianshan, no one was capable of ending the chaos, and no one was able to preside over the overall situation."

He made his own speculation: "This is probably the main reason why he chose you as the president of Nanling."

"It doesn't matter what the reason is, Brother Fan will kill them directly, taking advantage of their fragmentation, and defeat them one by one."

Huang Sanchong's eyes flickered with blazing heat:
"Soldiers are precious and fast, Brother Fan will fly to Nanling tomorrow."

"They are fighting fiercely now. Going to Nanling at this time will only become a target."

Ye Fan leaned on the seat, and his voice came out gently:

"They were already at a stalemate. Seeing me, a common enemy, go to Nanling, they directly asked to kill me and become the president..."

"Aren't I being hunted down by thousands of people?"

"That's why we can't go to Nanling for ten and a half months. We have to wait until they fight for a while."

"Of course, the most important point is that I haven't made up my mind to be the president of Nanling yet..."

Ye Fan lowered his head and took a sip of tea to hide the depth in his eyes.

"I didn't think about it..."

Huang Sanzhong became anxious when he heard the words: "This is a trap from the sky, what's there to think about?"

"Besides, you have already passed the greatest test of nine thousand years old, which means you have his support, as long as you get rid of those Shen family trash..."

"You will be able to meet young models and reach the pinnacle of life."

"Chairman Nanling is much more enjoyable than Curator Jin Zhilin."

Becoming the branch president of the Wumeng has always been Huang Sanzhong's dream. Every time he thinks of being able to respond to everyone and go to the upper class, he is very excited.

Now, Ye Fan has such an opportunity but doesn't cherish it, he is really anxious to death, wishing to carry Ye Fan to Nanling to take the position.

Ye Fan sighed: "I still want to be a doctor more than being the president."

"Brother Fan, you have to make progress."

Huang Sanchong had a rare temper, and taught Ye Fan earnestly:

"One more identity, one more amulet, and one more big backer like Nine Thousand Years Old, no matter it's good for you or the people around you."

"In the future, when we go to Nanling, we will not be afraid of being bullied by the people of Nanling with nearly ten thousand disciples in our hands."

"Let's take a step back, even if you don't want to be here, you should take the position of president first, and then let the brothers around you..."

"For example, can Dugu Shang take care of it?"

"In this way, you will not only have more power and status, but also allow Dugu Shang to have a career."

Huang Sanzhong originally wanted to say that he would take care of it, but he felt that it was embarrassing, and he was too useless, so he could only let Dugu Shang out.

Ye Fan was slightly taken aback, and looked at Dugu Shang, this is indeed a good choice.

When Dugu Shang heard Huang Sanzhong talking about himself, he raised his head and glanced at Huang Sanzhong.

Huang Sanzhong shuddered, but quickly raised his head to advise:
"Also, Miss Song's grandfather Song Wansan is also in Nanling."

"In the future, when you walk with Miss Song, you will definitely go back to Nanling to visit."

Huang Sanzhong used all his breastfeeding strength:
"Is the name of the president of the Nanling Martial League more eminent than Dr. Jin Zhilin?"

"Hahaha……"

Huang Tianjiao and the others were amused by Huang Sanzhong: "Sanzhong, why do you think you want to be the president?"

Huang Sanzhong quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I'm just thinking about Brother Fan."

"Okay, listen to you, it's going to be long, I did it."

Ye Fan stood up with a smile, and then threw the token to Huang Sanchong:
"I'll leave it to you and Tianjiao to take over the matter. If anyone wants money, just ask."

"In short, I want to control everything in Nanling as soon as possible..."

Huang Sanzhong was ecstatic: "I promise not to disappoint Brother Fan."

"Zheng-"

At this moment, there was a sharp sound in the night sky, and a white shadow shot directly at the pavilion in the back garden.

Ye Fan and the others' complexions changed slightly, and they immediately rolled around.

No one will shoot the arrow, after all, they don't know what's on it.

"boom--"

Almost as soon as Ye Fan and the others escaped from the gazebo, a feathered arrow hit the solid wooden pillar.

"boom--"

The pillar blasted a gap.

The feather arrow pierced the wood for three points, and a piece of cloth fell from the end.

There are three bloody words on it:

"I am coming!"

(End of this chapter)