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At the headquarters of his subordinates, Yao Fang was sitting on a wheelchair, glaring at a person kneeling down below.

"Trash, you're a bunch of trash!" Yao Fang roared at the people kneeling down.

The man trembled and kept kowtowing.

"Young master, that person is really too strong." The person kneeling on the ground cried out, "That man is too fast, the bullet can't even hit him. Even the sniper rifle can't do anything to him. "

"Sniper King, you still have the nerve to say that? I spent so much effort to train them, but they couldn't even kill a single person." Yao Fang was furious, "Where's the sniper? Let him see me! "

Hearing Yao Fang's words, the head kneeling on the ground lowered its head even more. Killed by that devil! "

"What!" Yao Fang slapped his wheelchair and was so shocked that he wanted to stand up. However, just as he exerted his strength, a great pain came from his crotch, causing him to break out in cold sweat.

"Abominable fellow, you actually dared to kill one of my eight kings, one of my subordinates. You are simply courting death!" Yao Fang said harshly, "Where's that Poison Fist King? Why didn't he come to see me?"

"Young Lord, Poison Fist King is also dead!"

"What?" Who exactly is that man? He's actually so powerful, to be able to kill two of the eight Kings in a row. " Yao Fang's heart was filled with shock, "Where is that kid? Could he be completely fine?"

"He was injured by the sniper from the beginning, but he still managed to cut off the sniper's head."

"And that Poison Fist King, he broke all the bones in his body with a single finger, as if he was very angry. It's too cruel, too cruel! " With that, the person kneeling on the ground couldn't help but start trembling again.

"Hmph, trash!" Both of you are trash, both of you are trash. That sniper king is trash, and that Poison Fist King is also trash! " Yao Fang swore, "Since you failed to kill Xiao Lin and Chen Feng, the Xiao family will definitely not let this go. And for safety's sake, you can't live in this world. "

What Yao Fang said made the person on the ground turn pale. A vicious look flashed across his face and he suddenly roared.

"What the hell do you think we are, kill us if you want to. "If I want to live, you piece of trash can die!" While shouting, that person pounced on Yao Fang like a fierce tiger.

Yao Fang looked calmly at the people coming at him, a cold sneer on his face.

He couldn't move because of his injuries, but he didn't need to!

Just as the person from before was about to touch Yao Fang, a cold light flashed and a shiny silver machete appeared beside him.

"Swish, swish, swish …"

A series of slicing sounds could be heard as the person that pounced on him fell to the ground without even making a sound.

"Hualala ~ ~ ~"

Pieces of flesh and blood fell from his body, falling onto the ground in front of Yao Yao.

Yao Fang swallowed his saliva and casually said to the person beside him, "Saber King, I didn't expect your sabresmanship to be so powerful. Haha, I'll leave this young master's revenge to you."

Saber King lowered his head without uttering a word, as if he had not heard Yao Fang's words.

"Humph!" Seeing this, Yao Fang looked at the Saber King in dissatisfaction and swore softly, "Isn't it just a dog that is too, too, raised by my faction? What's there to be so arrogant about?"

Hearing this, an inexplicable expression flashed across the corner of Saber King's eyes, but he did not say anything.

At this moment, a powerful aura abruptly appeared.

"Dad, you're finally out!" Yao Fang was overjoyed as he hurriedly shouted.

A figure suddenly appeared beside Yao Fang. This speed made Saber King shocked.

"Greetings, Sect Leader!" The Blade King said respectfully.

It turned out that this person was actually the leader of the Subordinate Faction, Yao Wentao.

"Son, who did it?" Yao Wentao's eyes were filled with a fearsome glint.

"Father, you must avenge your son!" Yao Fang's expression changed drastically. In the end, he was already crying. He embellished the story of his relationship with Chen Feng and the others.

"Father will definitely avenge you, but right now, it is still a critical period. The old ancestor is about to break through, and Father will protect him. I cannot leave." Pausing for a moment, Yao Wentao fiercely said, "Just wait a few more days. When the Old Ancestor is done, Father will go and kill that Chen Feng!"

… ….

It was already late in the morning.

Chen Feng carried the plastic bag and arrived at Situ Qiang's residence.

At this time, Chen Feng was wearing his old stall again. The new clothes he had just bought had ended his short life due to the events of the previous night.

Situ Yunfei had long been anxiously waiting at the door. When he saw Chen Feng appear, he was overjoyed and immediately brought Chen Feng inside.

In the room, the old man was sitting on the sofa, watching TV. He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. On the contrary, Jin Zhiguang, the secretary of the jury, appeared restless.

When he saw Chen Feng appear, Jin Zhiguang hurriedly went up to him, "Mr. Chen, you're finally here."

"I've prepared some medicinal ingredients and wasted some time." Chen Feng pointed at the medicinal ingredients in the plastic bag as he smiled.

As he spoke, Chen Feng had already arrived in front of the old man.

Until now, Chen Feng still did not know the identity of this old man. However, to him, there was no difference in status when it came to treating patients.

"Old man, are you ready?" Chen Feng asked with a faint smile.

The old man nodded his head resolutely, but did not speak.

Okay, give me half an hour. After saying that, Chen Feng entered the kitchen without looking back. Then, he slammed the door shut.

"What is this Mr. Chen doing?" Jin Zhiguang looked at Situ Qiang with a questioning gaze.

Half an hour later, Chen Feng appeared before everyone, holding a bowl of soup that was as black as ink.

"Drink it!" Placing the boiling hot soup medicine on the table, Chen Feng continued to exhort, "Drink while it's hot."

"Can you drink this?" Jin Zhiguang frowned and asked with a worried expression.

Not mentioning him, anyone who picked up this bowl of medicine would be unable to resist asking the same question. Not only was the color of the medicinal liquid as black as ink, it also emitted a foul stench from time to time, as if it was a pair of disgusting socks that had been worn for ten days to half a month.

"Don't worry, the concoction is not poisonous." Chen Feng stared straight at the old man and said faintly, "However, whether you can survive this medicine's effects is unknown!"

"Hur hur." The old man chuckled. He picked up the medicine juice without a second thought and poured it into his mouth.

"Gulp, gulp ~ ~"

The old man swallowed all the medicinal juice without any hesitation, then placed the bowl down and said with a profound expression, "Life is a gamble of innumerable large and small sizes. "Although this bet is a bit big, I'll take the risk!"