After a few words, he finally explained it clearly to Old Man Zheng, but in a concern for juniors, he still had complicated emotions in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Peng.

"Okay, Grandpa Zheng, it's okay, don't worry,"

Meng Fan couldn't cry or laugh, the Zhang family and the Zheng family had killed each other for so many years before, but now when the foreign enemy appeared, the relationship between several families became delicate, if Zhang Tiebing had a spirit in the sky, his heart would be much happier,

"Alas, look at it, it's not early, I'll go rest for a while," After speaking, Zheng Dexun turned around and slowly left the room with his hands behind his back,

After sending off the old man and Zhang Yazhi, Meng Fan returned to Zhang Peng's side again, and said it, but no matter what kind of relationship he was in, he would not let Zhang Peng leave like this, after all, he had too many secrets.

In his sleep, Zhang Peng's breathing, which was covered with blood, became soothing, but Meng Fan didn't plan to end it like this.

Gradually, he condensed the spiritual power in his body again, and in the quiet room, if anyone saw it here, he would definitely be surprised, only to see a light blue light wave appear on Meng Fan's hands, like a ghost, surrounding Zhang Peng's head,

True qi continued to erupt from his body, and there were shallow sweat stains on Meng Fan's forehead, he was engrossed, silently reciting the mantra of "Panlong Duel" in his mouth, his pupils constricted, his eyes stared at Zhang Peng's face tightly, and he was a little anxious to himself: "No matter what, if you still have a little conscience in your heart, you should wake up quickly,"

Of course, this sentence is just a kind of emotion, and it has no effect on medical skills.

Maybe it's because the treatment of the dragon duel has taken effect, and soon, Zhang Peng, who was in a coma, suddenly let out a hum, his lips squirmed, and the eyes that were originally comatose slowly opened, but his vision was hazy, and he didn't seem to be able to see what was in front of him.

"It's good to wake up,"

Seeing his appearance, Meng Fan was overjoyed, and the palm that was originally placed on Zhang Peng's head to release his true qi slowly moved back, and gradually placed it in the dantian on his abdomen.

"You...... What are you doing," Finally, Zhang Peng spoke,

It's just that he was a little thirsty, his lips were chapped, and he tried to open his mouth several times before he finally made a hoarse sound, if it weren't for Meng Fan's good hearing,

"Your father was killed by Jin Ruishan, you know,"

Meng Fan knew that Zhang Peng was not the person before at this time, but his subconscious self in the poisoned consciousness, and he was also the real him, but this was all supported by Meng Fan's spiritual power, and the time was very short, so he had to ask quickly,

"I ...... I know," Zhang Peng rolled his Adam's apple again: "But ...... But I can't help it, I want to save my father, but I can't control myself, my brain is completely covered by a murderous aura, Meng Fan...... Meng Fan, Xiao'er, they ...... Are they okay?"

"Now is not the time to talk about common things, let me ask you, where is Jin Ruishan," Meng Fan immediately made a decision and asked in a cold voice,

"You...... What are you doing," Zhang Peng's eyes slowly closed: "Listen...... Listen to me, you can't fight him, give up,"

"Less nonsense, tell me where he is," Meng Fan's voice became even more angry, and he snorted,

"In ...... In Xiaowang Village, twenty miles outside the eastern suburbs, where ...... There was a farmhouse there, and the best little yard was his, with a green iron gate, just ...... It's just ......" Gradually, Zhang Peng, who had completely lost his strength, slowly closed his eyes again, leaving only gentle breathing,

Putting away the spiritual power in his body, Meng Fan also sat next to him with some prostration, and then looked at Zhang Peng's sleep as if he hadn't woken up at all, he smiled,

Zhang Peng can subconsciously tell himself these words in his sleep, which is enough to prove that his conscience is still clear, and there is still hope for treatment, however, the cost of this treatment may be a bit big, Meng Fan must first figure out what Jin Ruishan put in his poison,

After sitting quietly in the place for five minutes, the spiritual power in his body slowly recovered, and then Meng Fan got up, stretched out his hand and opened the door of the room, ready to go out,

"You're still going to go, right?"

Zhang Yazhi's figure didn't know when she appeared at the door, or she didn't leave at all, her moving eyes exuded tenderness and worry: "Why are you so stubborn, when your master comes, isn't it better to go to Jin Ruishan again,"

"The old monster doesn't know where he went, waiting for him to come, the possibility is too small," he said, walking out of the room Meng Fan casually closed the two doors,

"Meng Fan ......"

Zhang Yazhi stretched out his hand to stop him again, his tender eyes and lips that were a little speechless pursed, and he took a deep breath and said, "I know, I can't stop you, but you ...... You promise me to take me there,"

"What are you kidding," Meng Fan pushed her away: "I'm not going to play tonight, I'm going to Jinruishan, if I can't run out by myself, I won't be able to get out, isn't it equivalent to sending you to death, okay, don't make trouble, go back quickly,"

"You also know that it is to die, so why are you still going," Zhang Yazhi was anxious in an instant, this was the first time she had shown such an impatient side,

"If I don't go, Zhang Peng will die, Zhang Xiao's father will die, Jin Ruishan doesn't know how many more people will be killed, there will be a battle between the two of us, why am I still hiding, it's better to go today," Meng Fan said righteously,

"If you don't have it, none of us can run, isn't it a truth," Zhang Yazhi's anxious eyes were red, and her eyes were full of tears,

She has always been like a gentle and calm woman who is not alarmed, no matter how manic people come to her, they will unconsciously quiet down, only at this moment, she shows that she also cares about something, and she is afraid of losing the people she cares about.

This person is naturally Meng Fan,

Reading her thoughts, Meng Fan smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and slowly hugged her in his arms: "Okay, I'm fine, why are you like a child today,"

"Bastard you," Zhang Yazhi hugged Meng Fan tightly angrily, she knew that she couldn't keep him, all she could have was to enjoy the only tenderness left at this moment,

Because, they are not sure if when they meet again, they will be separated by yin and yang.

"Okay, I really can't make any more trouble," as he spoke, Meng Fan reached out and patted her on the shoulder, pushing her away: "Remember the prescription I told you, after Uncle Zheng brings it, you prepare it according to the ratio I said, boil it and then give it to Zhang Peng to drink, make sure he doesn't wake up tonight, otherwise, I'm not here, I'm afraid he will commit suicide,"

"I see,"

The pitiful and distressed Zhang Yazhi raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, reached out and kissed Meng Fan's head with a little water: "Good luck, no matter what, I will wait for you to come back,"

In an instant, Meng Fan was a little surprised,

The impression of Zhang Yazhi's personality is extremely reserved and reserved, tonight is really different, everything evil has happened,

"Gone,"

I'm afraid it's dawn if the love between children continues, Meng Fan waved his hand and walked out of the gate of the Zheng family, it was already late at night, there were not many taxis on the side of the road, and there were still high-end villas nearby, and there would be no taxis here.

There was no way, Meng Fan had to walk forward for two hundred meters in succession, and then he found a taxi where the driver was about to fall asleep on the side of the road, but as soon as others heard that it was so far away, they were suddenly a little reluctant, so to put it mildly, Meng Fan gave two hundred yuan to agree,

Xiaowang Village is not a wealthy village,

Although it is close to the bustling city of Longjiang, many people are still poor because of the relatively remote reasons.

It's just that this is indeed the best hiding place for the Golden Tiger Society, which can't see the light, at least there is no need to worry about the attack of foreign enemies.

At midnight, there was only one courtyard in Xiaowang Village with lights on, and that was where Zhang Peng said that Jin Ruishan lived, but unfortunately, Jin Ruishan was not here tonight.

Meng Fan, who didn't know anything about this, was sitting in the taxi, quietly looking out the window, but his thoughts gradually drifted away.

Say not nervous, that's fake, he's more nervous than anyone else now, in the face of Jin Ruishan, he doesn't have a little chance of winning, this time it's all about luck, if his kung fu does grow, count his own fate, if he can't fight Jin Ruishan, he simply let go of everything,

The car gradually approached Xiaowang Village on the outskirts of the city in half an hour, but when it was still a few hundred meters away from the village, the taxi driver stepped on the brakes and said that he would not go in.

"Eh, Master, you can't do this, you have to pull me somewhere," Meng Fan asked with an innocent face,

"Little brother, for my safety, you should be considerate and considerate," the driver was not a fool, and said with a sad face: "Haven't you read this social news now, how many taxi drivers have been slaughtered in the middle of the night by soliciting customers, blocking the road and robbing cars, I have sent you here is already very good, little brother, you won't be really a bait,"

“……”

Meng Fan, who was speechless for an instant, couldn't cry or laugh, simply pushed the car door and walked down, shook his head and said, "Yes, count me unlucky, let's go,"

"Eh, okay," the driver grinned, turned around and left directly,

Standing on the side of the road, Meng Fan turned his head to look at Xiaowang Village shrouded in dark night, only the sound of insects echoing one after another on the side of the road, looking from a distance, it was indeed a little crazy,

Meng Fan raised the corners of his mouth, walked up with an excited smile, and said to himself: "Jin Ruishan, I'm here, I want to see what kind of mystery your Golden Tiger Society has,"

As he spoke, he soon saw a house with lights on not far away in the night, the yard was very large, two stories high, and as he got closer, Meng Fan clearly saw the two big green iron gates,

"I guess this is it,"

As soon as Meng Fan's words of self-questioning and self-answering fell, suddenly a voice came from under the black night opposite: "Who, what are you doing, get out,"

These words, instantly made Meng Fan happy, if he didn't guess wrong, the person in the dark must be the person in charge of night guard in the villa, and he regarded himself as the common people of Xiaowang Village, and inadvertently approached to give a warning,

After thinking quickly in his head, Meng Fan smiled narrowly: "Oh, that...... That big brother, don't worry, I've just come back from a part-time job, and I'm looking for my way home,"

"Less, hurry up,"

The black shadow real person instantly came to Meng Fan, it was a man who was at least one meter eight meters tall, with a hideous face, when he saw Meng Fan, his brows furrowed: "Why haven't I seen you, part-time job,"