Rebirth of the Defying Maniac

Chapter 182 Just Say It Once

"Clearing?"

"Well, I'm going to the hospital now to meet and talk."

Lin Yiran gave an order and hung up the phone.

At this time, Fang Zelei suddenly opened the door and came in, his whole body was still tattered. Although there were a few bloodstains on his body, his face was full of excitement: "Master! I subdued that group of people! Those troublemakers are taken away!"

Lin Yiran nodded: "Follow me to the hospital, and bandage your wound by the way."

When he left the company, the staff were cleaning up the mess, and Lan Xiaoying, who followed him to the downstairs of the company, had long since disappeared without a trace.

Lin Yiran had expected this for a long time. The close contact with Lan Xiaoying lasted about half an hour. Perhaps in their opinion, the effect of the Occlusion Powder should have already taken effect.

……

to the hospital.

Lin Yiran came to the ward, and after seeing Wu Zhanpeng, he asked the others to leave the ward first, then swallowed the medicine he had brought for Wu Zhanpeng, and smeared it on his legs with a strange potion that Wu Zhanpeng had never seen before affected area.

"Brother Lin, this potion...isn't our weak water three thousand..."

Before Wu Zhanpeng finished speaking, Lin Yiran said, "Oh, I have researched some new medicines."

In fact, this kind of potion has no medicinal ingredients at all. Instead, it uses a healing talisman that has been burnt into ashes, mixed with ordinary water, and then in the process of applying it, some of Lin Yiran's breath is mixed in.

It is no exaggeration to say that Lin Yiran is now in the foundation building stage. After he has practiced some healing spells, he can cure some diseases and injuries without any medicine at all.

But now, Lin Yiran has just stepped into the foundation building stage, and many spells have not had time to relearn, so oral medicine is needed to assist.

"Don't worry, your legs will heal within ten days. I can give you strong medicine. In that case, you may be able to stand up again soon. But... that's not good for your recovery, so you still have to be patient." Hold on to your temper."

Lin Yiran said in a rare tone of seriousness and heart.

Wu Zhanpeng nodded. He felt the subtle concern in Lin Yiran's tone. He understood Lin Yiran's character, and being able to make him show concern meant...he really recognized himself.

"Brother Lin, this time...we may be in big trouble. That Hong Zhenyuan is a master of the inner family, and may have relations with some hidden masters of the inner family. If we want to deal with the Hong family, we still have to think long-term... ..."

Hearing this, Lin Yiran shook his head lightly: "No need."

Standing up, Lin Yiran called Fang Qiaotong and Mr. Wu from outside the door.

"There is something I want to arrange."

Lin Yiran said to the two of them.

Seeing Lin Yiran's confident eyes, Mr. Wu immediately nodded and listened carefully.

Lin Yiran took out several yellow paper bags folded into triangles from his body, and handed them to Mr. Wu: "Here are ten amulets, Mr. Wu, Fang Qiaotong, and Wu Zhanpeng, each of you should bring one on you, and give it to Fang Zelei." Take one, and two more, Mr. Wu, please give it to my parents in your own tone, so that they must always carry it with you. For the remaining few, you can distribute them to the important people around you."

These ten amulets were written by Lin Yiran on the way here.

This time, he could write ten sheets in one go, and the effect was far more obvious than before.

Mr. Wu and Fang Qiaotong froze for a moment, not quite understanding what this so-called amulet... could do.

According to their understanding, at most it is to bless the safety, it is just a spiritual sustenance, it is possible that it can really save their own life.

It's a good thing they didn't ask this sentence. If they asked, Lin Yiran would give an affirmative answer.

After arranging these things, Lin Yiran suddenly said, "Do you have Hong Zhenyuan's contact information?"

Hearing this, the three of them were taken aback.

"Lin Yiran...what do you want his contact information for?"

Fang Qiaotong frowned slightly: "With all due respect, based on my understanding and judgment of Hong Zhenyuan's handling style, he will never give up just because of your few words. Moreover, he is a master at negotiating. With him Dialogue, on the contrary, it is easier to fall into his trap..."

trap?

Lin Yiran smiled, indeed, according to his judgment of Hong Zhenyuan, this kid is indeed full of tricks.

But... the whole set of a small miscellaneous fish, in Lin Yiran's place, is at best a rubber band that can be easily torn off.

"Just tell me."

Lin Yiran said lightly.

Everyone who had gradually gotten used to Lin Yiran's style of doing things could only sigh inwardly.

Working with Lin Yiran, they seem to have long been used to the feeling of walking a tightrope.

After exchanging glances, Wu Zhanpeng finally gave Lin Yiran Hong Zhenyuan's phone number.

"Wait for my news at the hospital."

After leaving these words, Lin Yiran put his hands in his pockets and left leisurely.

And when he left, no one saw that a faint green spirit snake floated out of Lin Yiran's body.

This is Lin Yiran's order to Liu Xian'er to stay here to protect everyone's safety.

Although everyone has amulets, but... Lin Yiran still left double insurance.

After leaving the hospital, Lin Yiran went straight to the plantation.

He drove away all the workers who were in charge of guarding the plantation here, then pulled a bench, poured a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and made a phone call in a leisurely manner.

Hong Zhenyuan's phone call.

"Hey."

There was a woman's voice on the phone.

Lin Yiran knew that this person should be the assistant in charge of screening incoming calls for Hong Zhenyuan.

"Let Hong Zhenyuan answer the phone."

The woman said: "Sorry, Mr. Hong is usually busy, I need to confirm your identity..."

Before the woman could finish speaking, Lin Yiran said, "Tell him, I am Lin Yiran."

When you're done, hang up the phone.

Lin Yiran took another sip of tea, and looked at a piece of butter plantation in front of him. At this moment, with his own eyesight, Lin Yiran could already clearly see the subtle aura rising faintly from this land.

He put one hand on the ground, carefully feeling the veins of the earth.

This time...

He finally felt the clarity and agility of this formation.

However, it is estimated that it will take a few days to find the formation eye.

Before that, Lin Yiran must first get rid of Hong Zhenyuan.

Jingle Bell--

At this moment, the phone rang.

Lin Yiran picked it up.

"Hello, Lin Yiran?"

On the other side of the phone, there was a voice that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. There was a strong introverted self-confidence in this voice, and a kind of pride in the success of the plot.

Although this kind of emotion was strongly restrained, it was accurately captured by Lin Yiran.

"Hong Zhenyuan, right?"

Lin Yiran didn't intend to talk nonsense.

Hong Zhenyuan chuckled: "It's me, I don't know what advice I can give you."

Lin Yiran said indifferently: "If you appear in front of me within half an hour, I will only say this once."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and continued to drink tea leisurely.

(End of this chapter)