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

Chapter 340
Chapter 340
The faces of several Chinese-clothed men and women changed dramatically upon hearing this.

Mr. Zhu has always been jealous of others talking about his face, but Ye Fan is so rude directly, which is simply courting death.

Jing'er was the first to rush out and shouted:

"You bastard! How can you humiliate Mr. Zhu?"

She subconsciously touched the weapon in her waist.

The gazes of several Chinese-clothed men and women also shot coldly.

"I can cure the poison on your face."

Ye Fan still stared at Mr. Zhu: "But the reward is 1000 million."

Although 1000 million is a little less, he can do it with little effort and doesn't mind making a little money.

"You don't even have full hair, you know how to do medicine?"

Jing'er's pretty face was cold: "Don't be grandstanding in front of us."

Although she was surprised that Ye Fan saw that Mr. Zhu was poisoned and knew that he was dying, she still didn't think Ye Fan could cure Mr. Zhu.

"Do you know who Mr. Zhu is? He is the head of Nanling City..."

Speaking of this, Jing'er suddenly realized that she had slipped her tongue, and hurriedly changed the subject:
"It's interesting, hurry up and apologize to Mr. Zhu, or don't blame me for being rude."

While speaking, an astonishing momentum pressed towards Ye Fan, and her cold eyes were filled with killing intent.

"Noisy!"

Ye Fan's eyes turned cold, he flicked his finger, and a chopstick flew towards him.

Jing'er felt a flash in front of her eyes, and before she had time to think, an unparalleled cold light flew over.

She drew out her dagger and slashed with all her might.

Just as the dagger was cut out, she felt a shock and pain in her braids, and then with a bang, her back hit the wall hard.

Chopsticks pinned her braids to the soft wall.

The audience was shocked.

Jing'er's heart was even more turbulent, unbelievable:
How can this be?

How could this kid be so tyrannical?

She is a master at the peak of the Yellow Realm.

Ye Fan defeated her with one move, at least he was a master of the mysterious realm.

At this age, with this strength, he is simply a martial arts genius.

Jing'er secretly regretted challenging Ye Fan.

Seeing how terrifying Ye Fan was, the men and women in Chinese clothes instinctively wanted to draw their weapons.

"stop!"

At this time, Mr. Zhu yelled out: "Retire all for me."

A few men and women in Chinese clothes lowered their weapons with hesitation.

"Young man, I'm sorry, it was Jing'er who was rude."

Mr. Zhu looked at Ye Fan with an apologetic face: "Your Excellency is very generous, please forgive me."

Then, he uttered another sentence to Jing'er: "Jing'er, quickly apologize to the little brother."

The corners of Jing'er's mouth twitched endlessly: "Mr. Zhu..."

Mr. Zhu's face darkened: "Apologize."

Jing'er's eyelids twitched, and she said with difficulty: "I'm sorry."

Ye Fan said lightly: "Don't be an example, otherwise you will become a dead person."

Jing'er's heart trembled, a chill spread all over her body, and her legs trembled slightly.

Ye Fan looked young, but every word he said made people believe involuntarily.

"I also made mistakes, and the discipline is not strict."

Mr. Zhu cupped his hands with a smile, and then bowed to Ye Fan: "Zhu Changsheng also wants to say sorry to the little brother."

"Mr. Zhu is too polite."

Ye Fan dispelled the killing intent in his eyes: "This has nothing to do with you."

I don't know if Zhu Changsheng's lifespan is coming to an end, or if he is amiable, Ye Fan treats him a little more gently.

Zhu Changsheng smiled and asked, "I don't know what to call the little brother?"

Ye Fan responded directly: "Ye Fan."

Zhu Changsheng invited Ye Fan to take a seat: "Brother Ye will have medical skills?"

Ye Fan said lightly:

"You have been poisoned by spider venom. This poison is not strong, but it is as difficult to clean up as ink dissolved in water."

"It spreads slowly through the bloodstream, eventually accumulating in the brain or heart and causing death."

"Although you used transfusion methods and drugs to suppress it, it still transferred to your face."

He saw through Zhu Changsheng's condition at a glance: "You will die within a week at most."

Jinger and the others were shocked when they heard this.

all hit.

Zhu Changsheng was also full of surprises: "Brother Ye is a master, please help me, no matter what price, Zhu is willing to pay."

Ye Fan said lightly: "I have already said, 1000 million."

"Okay, if you detoxify me, I will give you 1000 million."

Mr. Zhu's tone was full of excitement: "Go ahead and try, anyway, it's only a few days away, and the worst case scenario is nothing but joy."

Although he was almost desperate for the toxin on his face, it didn't mean he didn't want to live a few more days.

Ye Fan smiled: "Don't worry, I won't be happy for nothing."

Zhu Changsheng asked, "Do you need me to prepare anything?"

Ye Fan shook his head lightly: "No need."

In the next second, he took a step forward and gave Zhu Changsheng two big slaps.

"Clap--"

Crisp and loud.

Zhu Changsheng was beaten so dizzy that he spat out a mouthful of blood on the floor.

shocking.

"A little bit."

Ye Fan glanced at it, and then slapped two more slaps.

"flutter--"

Zhu Changsheng spat out another mouthful of old blood.

His body was also bent into a prawn, and if he hadn't supported the table with his left hand, he might have fallen to the ground.

"Mr. Zhu—"

Several cronies were taken aback when they saw this, and then surrounded him with a clatter.

Jing'er yelled at Ye Fan: "What are you doing?"

They didn't expect that Ye Fan would be such a jerk that he dared to slap Zhu Changsheng across the face in public, and even made Zhu Changsheng vomit blood.

I really don't know how to live or die.

"Stop! Stop!"

At this time, Zhu Changsheng pushed away a few supporting men, and shouted at Jing'er and the others:
"Don't be rude to Brother Ye!"

Jing'er and the others were taken aback: "Mr. Zhu, this kid offended you..."

"What offends? Brother Ye treated me."

Zhu Changsheng stood up straight. He also felt that Ye Fan was rude at first, but when he slowed down and saw the black blood on the ground, he realized that he had met an expert.

Jing'er and the others looked over, and were shocked to find that Zhu Changsheng's withered and dark cheeks did not see the shadow of toxin at this moment, and there was a touch of rosiness.

It was a kind of vigor and vitality of youth.

On the ground, there was a large cloud of black blood.

There is no doubt that the toxin on Zhu Changsheng's cheek was slapped out by Ye Fan's four slaps.

Nima!

What is this operation?
Jing'er and the others were all dumbfounded, unable to believe this scene at all.

A few slaps can solve the toxin that countless famous doctors are helpless?

This is really unbelievable.

"Your poison has been detoxified."

Ye Fan wiped his palms with a paper towel, and said: "For the next month, eat lightly and drink more milk."

In order to give the other party a little shock, Ye Fan didn't bother to use the silver needle, and directly dissolved it with the life and death stone.

Zhu Changsheng's eyes widened. Although he was relieved a lot by spitting out the black blood, he still couldn't believe that he was fine like this.

Afterwards, Zhu Changsheng touched his face, and practiced his breathing exercises.

Soon, his eyes widened, his expression couldn't stop being excited:
That powerlessness is gone.

That blood stagnation, gone.

The severe head pain is gone...

"Okay, really good."

He grabbed Ye Fan's hand: "A master, a master."

Ye Fan stretched out his hand: "Don't beep, give me the money..."

(End of this chapter)