It's party over!

Lin Xiaolei had a sweet, romantic and happy birthday.

However, Gao Xuanming is different.

After eating so many grievances tonight, he has already attributed all the faults to Ye Fan.

As for when he will take revenge, only he knows.

Following!

A new day has begun.

As usual, Ye Fan returned to the classroom on time.

He didn't bother to read, he sat there thinking about something.

Although Yang Bowen successfully ascended to the throne, some people in the Yang family must be unconvinced, and may even make some small moves.

However, as long as Ye Fan does not die, Yang Bowen's position can be stable.

Therefore, he sent a text message to remind Yang Bowen and secretly protect the safety of Old Man Yang.

Soon, Yang Bowen replied to the text message, which roughly said that relevant protective measures had been taken.

……

The day's classes are over.

Ye Fan went to Yang's house again to revisit Old Man Yang.

Since the Nine Needles of the Hidden Dragon were cast, Old Man Yang's breath has been getting better and better, and his originally dry skin has a little luster.

When he saw Ye Fan coming, he smiled kindly: "Xiao Fan, you're here!"

"Elder Yang, I'm here to help you with a follow-up. ”

Ye Fan nodded with a smile.

"I'm going to bother you again!"

"You're welcome!"

Then, Ye Fan took out the silver needle, secretly lucked himself, and once again performed the Nine Needles of the Hidden Dragon......

At the same time as the needle was applied, Old Man Yang slowly closed his eyes, and soon, he fell asleep.

After the other party's whole person relaxed, Ye Fan showed it and became more handy.

An hour later, he was done.

It didn't take long for Yang Bowen to come in.

He instructed a special caretaker of the Yang family to take care of his grandfather.

At this moment, a man wearing a white hanger walked in with a wheelchair.

He carefully helped Old Man Yang into the wheelchair, and then pushed the wheelchair cart out.

"Boss, thank you so much this time. ”

Yang Bowen was grateful.

However, he quickly noticed that Ye Fan's eyes were a little strange, as if he was staring at something.

"Wait!"

At this moment, he suddenly screamed.

Huh?

Yang Bowen followed his eyes and saw that Ye Fan was looking at the doctor just now.

"Young Master Ye, is there something wrong?"

The doctor stopped and asked, confused.

"It's not a big deal, when I was doing acupuncture just now, I forgot a few needles, you can help Yang Lao to the hospital bed." ”

Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Okay!"

The doctor frowned slightly, and could only obediently obey.

"I'll help you!"

Ye Fan showed a friendly smile and walked up.

"Thank you!"

"No!"

After saying that, Ye Fan's finger suddenly went to the doctor's body.

Fast action!

Without warning!

Suddenly, the doctor looked shocked and said in surprise: "Young Master Ye, what have you done to me, for...... Why can't I move?"

"You pretend, keep pretending!"

Ye Fan stretched out his right hand with a playful smile on his face.

"Young Master Ye, what am I pretending? I really don't understand what you mean?"

The doctor looked innocent and said aggrievedly.

"Boss, what's going on?"

Yang Bowen was also puzzled.

"This man is your family's personal doctor?"

Ye Fan asked lightly.

"That's right, he's been a doctor in my house for seven or eight years. ”

"But he's a killer!"

Ye Fan said coldly.

"What?killer?"

Suddenly, Yang Bowen's expression was shocked.

"Young Master Ye, don't slander me, I'm a doctor, how can I be a killer?"

The doctor argued vigorously.

"You're a doctor?"

Ye Fan sneered, then reached out and grabbed his palm, and asked, "Will the doctor have calluses on his hands?"

At this time, Yang Bowen observed carefully.

The doctor has a calloon on the inside of his thumb, which is really difficult to spot unless you look closely.

The profession of a doctor is not physical work, how can there be calluses on the thumb.

Soon, Yang Bowen realized the seriousness of the problem.

As the saying goes: day and night, home thieves are difficult to prevent!

He never imagined that someone in the Yang family would want to assassinate his grandfather.

Suddenly, he was furious.

"He's a killer?"

"That's right, it's supposed to be a fake. ”

With that, Ye Fan reached out and grabbed the doctor's face.

"Shhh

He forcibly tore off the man's face, and in the blink of an eye, the doctor was replaced by another person.

Of course, this is a faux leather.

"Transfiguration?"

Yang Bowen's expression was shocked.

At this time, the doctor was very calm and stared at Ye Fan with a sneer.

"I covered it up well, how did you find out?"

"When you helped Yang Lao just now, your steps were steady, and your thumb had calluses, and more importantly, you didn't hide your murderous aura well. ”

Ye Fan said lightly.

"You're amazing!"

The killer looked surprised and quickly returned to normal.

"Since you found out, I have nothing to say, if you want to kill or chop, release it!"

"Who sent you?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth.

Yang Bowen had just taken the position, and the people behind the killer couldn't help but do it so quickly.

Obviously!

He has a lot of resentment towards Yang Bowen!

"Killer, it's a work ethic, and I won't sell my employer's information. ”

The killer was ruthless, as if he was ready to die.

"I'll have a way to get you to confess. ”

Ye Fan smiled faintly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth seems to be harmless to humans and animals, but it gives people a very frightened feeling.

"Do you want to torture to extract a confession? Hmph, this trick is useless to me!"

The killer snorted.

"Really?"

Ye Fan smiled evilly, and his body seemed to exude an eerie aura.

To the brothers!

He can do it with all his heart!

But to the enemy!

He can be ruthless!

At this time, he pinched his fingers and took out a slender silver needle from the small cotton box.

The silver needle is shining!

It's not like saving people, it's more like killing people!

"Haha, I'm not even afraid of death, am I afraid that you will be tortured to extract a confession?

The killer is arrogant.

"You're not afraid of pain?"

Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Lao Tzu is not even afraid of death, he is afraid of pain, what are you kidding?"

"Backbone!"

Ye Fan pretended to give a thumbs up, and then restrained the smile on his face.

"I'm not afraid to tell you honestly, if I prick this needle, your body's sensitivity will increase by 10 times, that is, the pain will also increase by 10 times!"

"Whew!"

The killer's expression was quite tugging, "I'm not afraid!"

"Okay! You forced me!"

Ye Fan smiled, and then punched out without warning.

"Bang!"

The killer's whole body was knocked away by his punch, but his body couldn't move.

I saw that the killer gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead ran violently, and his face turned red.

It's surprising that he doesn't cry out for pain!

"I don't know if you can bear 20 times the pain!"

At this moment, Ye Fan smiled even more playfully.

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