Chapter 550

North, Yanjing City Yan family courtyard.

After hearing the news of Ye Han's death, old man Yan, who was ill, immediately jumped out of the hospital bed despite the doctor's obstruction. With the help of Ke Yanke and a group of doctors' careful persuasion, he walked out of the inner room and laughed as he walked.

"Old man Yan, what are you doing?" old man Zhang came almost every day after old man Yan fell ill. Now he is standing with his two sons. Of course, there are several three generations of Yan Family in this room.

Seeing old man Yan coming out laughing, old man Zhang stared at him and continued; "You old man, don't die. Don't you want to live longer than me? In my opinion, you old man will fart tomorrow."

"Dad, you'd better listen to the doctor and lie down. If you fall, who can take charge of the overall situation." in addition to Yan Qingmu's daughter, old man Yan has two sons, the eldest son Yan Qingshui, the second son Yan Qingtian and the third daughter Yan Qingmu.

The old man fell ill. They stayed at home these days for fear that the old man would not get up. At present, when they saw the old man getting up, their face suddenly changed.

The third generation of the Yan family also said with concern.

"Well, I can't die. My grandson hasn't called me Grandpa yet. How can I die." master Yan waved his hand, but he smiled on his pale face.

Hearing this from master Yan, a look of doubt flashed across their faces. At present, the news that ye Han is the grandson of master Yan has spread all over Yanjing City, so everyone knows. However, now that ye Han is dead, is master Yan confused?

"Old man Yan, take it easy. Your grandson and my grandson are gone!" old man Zhang sighed. Ye Han died in the war. He was also very sad, but this can't be changed.

"Dad, you'd better go and lie down first." Yan Qingshui said next to him.

"You don't have to lie down. If you're not sick, you'll get sick." old man Yan smiled. He looked at old man Zhang and said; "Zhang cannon, you old bastard scolded me for my grandson's death. Who told you that my grandson was dead? You old boy are talking nonsense. Be careful I smoke you."

Hearing the speech, old man Zhang stared and said; "Old man Yan, are you really ill and confused or are you serious?"

"Hehe, Mr. Zhang, my father is not confused. He is not dead." Ke Yanke said with a smile as everyone looked at Mr. Yan with suspicious eyes.

Hearing Ke Yanke's words, old man Zhang's face was ecstatic, and the rest of the Yan family looked stunned. In terms of relationship, ye Han is their nephew and their cousin's youth. Is he really not dead? How could this be possible? How could it survive such a war?

At the moment, I'm afraid the most complicated one is Yan Zhen. Ye Han, the sworn enemy of Qunying society, Nalan mietian's sworn enemy, the young man, is actually his cousin. Because of this relationship, Yan Zhen has voluntarily quit Qunying society. However, the man hasn't died yet. Yan Zhen's heart is very complex. What way should they meet in the future?

relatives? Or an opponent?

Shanhai City, Fenghuang mountain.

In the villa, ye Han and others are in Parliament.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Huang, thank you very much for your help this time."

"Hehe, ye Han, don't be so polite to us. Since you have chosen, you naturally have to do it to the end. I believe Mr. Huang thinks so." while talking, old master Chen looked at Huang Wanjin and smiled.

"Of course." Huang Wanjin looked at Ye Han and said; "I've known this day since I let silly Ben follow you. But ye Han, although it's difficult to deal with people in the underground world, it's not too big, but it's not so easy to deal with the ancient martial school. If you don't mind, I can give you some suggestions."

"Senior, please say." Ye Han said.

"Black prison." Huang Wanjin looked at Ye Han and said two words.

"Black prison!" hearing these two words, ye Han's face flashed a confused color. What is this? But ye Han didn't know. Chen Taigong obviously knew that a dignified and fearful color flashed on the faces of the black prison.

Chen Taigong smiled bitterly and said; "This is really a good way to deal with the ancient martial arts sect. However, I'm afraid that once the people in the black prison come out, the whole martial arts world will be in chaos!"

"Elder Huang, where is the black prison?" Ye Han asked curiously.

Huang Wanjin said; "The black prison is a place where serious criminals in the military world are detained. Who can be locked here is not a famous expert. They have good and evil, but they have a common enemy with you."

"Ancient martial world." Ye Han narrowed his eyes and said.

Huang Wanjin nodded.

"Elder, do you want me to release all the people in the black prison and let them deal with the ancient martial world?"

"Exactly." Huang Wanjin looked at Ye Han and said; "However, in fact, I have my own selfishness. Some of my people have been imprisoned in the black prison for more than 20 years. In my lifetime, I must save them. Even if you don't do it, I will do it."

"Elder, I accept this proposal." Ye Han smiled with a cold feeling on his lips; "As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is a friend. Even if you can't make friends with these people, you can at least let them harm the ancient martial world. Elder, where is the black prison?"

"Shaoshi mountain." old master Chen took the words. He looked at Ye Han and said; "The location of the black prison is in Shaoshi mountain. It is heavily guarded. There are not only experts from the Dharma Hall of Shaolin Temple watching, but also four eminent monks as far as I know. The strength of these four eminent monks is unfathomable. I'm afraid even if they go, they can't deal with them. Ye Han, it's very difficult to release the people in the black prison."

"What he can't do doesn't mean I can't do it," said Ye Han; "It's a pity that the people in the black prison can be guarded so closely. It must be a terrible force. It's a pity that they don't have to be used. However, this matter should be put aside first and can be considered when the time is ripe."

Outside the hall, the madman leaned lazily against the wall. When he heard the voice of Ye Han in the room, he suddenly turned his mouth; "Black prison, this boy really dares to think. Well, when the time comes, I'll help you and slowly make up for what you owe. Guwu sect, let you bear my son's crazy revenge!"