Chapter 521: Iron-faced sword-bone, great power!

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Hearing Ye Fan's words, the cold beauty's calm face finally changed, Liu eyebrows were erect, Feng Mu Yun was angry, obviously very dissatisfied with his "offensive".

For a while, the atmosphere in the court was tense.

She clasped the dagger in her hand tightly, her body tensed, ready to go, as if she was about to launch a thunderous blow in the next moment.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan said, "Hey... girl, your chief must be seriously ill, so he will alarm so many senior leaders in Huahai! Why don't you let me go up and have a look, and everyone will be happy after the cure. If it is not cured, he has no loss!"

"The mission of a soldier is to obey! The military order cannot be violated! If you want to see the chief, you must pass me! Otherwise, I will make you pay the price of blood!"

Standing at the top of the stairs with a dagger in her hand, Leng Mei had the courage of "one man is the one who is in charge of one man and one man is not open".

"Oh? Is it that simple?" Ye Fan said lightly.

The understatement seemed to ignore her at all.

As soon as this statement was made, the cold beauty seemed to be underestimated, holding a dagger in front of her chest, posing an offensive posture.

"boom!"

A substantive murderous aura, with her body as the center, pressed towards Ye Fan overwhelmingly.

"Hey...I'm optimistic, I'm going upstairs! I'll lose later, don't say I bully you!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan's momentum changed drastically, and he was no longer the shameless young man just now, as if he had turned into a supreme king!

Overbearing, sweeping across all directions, shocking Kyushu, king over the world.

Feeling such a change, the cold beauty's pupils suddenly shrank into the most dangerous needle-like shape.

Before, in her eyes, Ye Fan was just an ordinary person, and she wouldn't take a second look when she was thrown into the crowd.

But now, his aura is like an out-of-the-sheath sword, with a sharp edge, and like a giant dragon of Tengyuan, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

She never expected that Ye Fan turned out to be the master of "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger", and could even fool her perception.

At this moment, Leng Mei secretly said that it was not good, and subconsciously wanted to launch an attack.

However, Ye Fan didn't give her any time to react, frantically stimulating the inner strength in the dantian, using the power of the Vermillion Bird, and rushing towards the stairs.

...

fast!

Unparalleled fast!

It has surpassed the limit of ordinary people's naked eyes, and even has to break through the sound barrier.

In a few tenths of a second, Ye Fan crossed the stairs, appeared behind Leng Meiren, and boarded the corridor on the second floor.

The next moment, he turned around, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eye, and the smile on his face instantly solidified.

Looking into the distance, a strand of black hair is slowly falling from mid-air to the stairs.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan touched his head subconsciously, and realized that there was indeed a strand of hair missing from his sideburns.

Suddenly, a huge wave was set off in his heart, and he was beyond surprise.

He originally thought that he could easily break through Leng Meiren's defense line by using the power of Suzaku.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of passing by, the unsuspecting Leng Beauty actually attacked him effectively.

This kind of fighting instinct is really shocking.

You know, this is Ye Fan's intentional arithmetic and unintentional. If it were reversed, Leng Meiren sneaked and attacked him hiding in the dark, maybe she could really attack him by surprise.

On the other side, Leng Meiren was equally astonished.

For many years, she has been the sharpest bayonet on the battlefield, capable of inflicting fatal damage to the enemy.

Today, it was the first time she missed, and she lost to a doctor, who looked a few years younger than her.

A strong sense of frustration surged in her heart, but she still held her head stubbornly, as if not convinced, rushed to the second floor.

Seeing her aggressive appearance, Ye Fan quickly took a step back and said:

"Hey... girl, we can say in advance, as long as I can get past your level, I have to let me see the patient! Now, you don't want to be silly?"

Hearing this, Leng Meiren's face became stiff, and she groaned for a moment. Even though she was reluctant in her heart, she still put the dagger away and said coldly: "I wish to bet, you come with me!"

With that said, she took her long legs and walked towards the third floor of the villa.

Ye Fan followed closely and asked at the same time: "My name is Ye Fan, girl, what's your name?"

"Number five!" She spit out two words coldly.

"Number five?" Ye Fan's face was full of suspiciousness upon hearing this.

"I don't have a name, I only have a code-number five!"

"How could it be unnamed? You can't be born as a soldier, right? Before that, you must have a name!" Ye Fan couldn't restrain his curiosity and continued to ask.

However, Leng Meiren glared at him, and said sharply: "If you talk nonsense, I will cut your tongue!"

Seeing her fierce look, Ye Fan said in his heart:

This girl is probably a tiger, so she has such a bad temper!

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Soon, under her leadership, Ye Fan came to a room on the third floor of the villa.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Leng Meiren knocked on the door and said respectfully: "Chief, I have brought a doctor to treat you!"

"Humph!"

The next moment, a majestic voice came through a door:

"Xiao Wu, I didn't take care of it. Don't let those quack doctors come over and waste time! Is it possible that even my order is taken by your ears?!"

"Head, number five dare not!" Leng Meiren said repeatedly.

But there was a touch of embarrassment on her face, and she didn't necessarily say that she had lost to Ye Fan, so she had to bring him over!

For her, failure is almost unacceptable.

For a while, she could only stand at the door, neither entering nor retreating.

"Hey……"

After a long time, a sigh suddenly came from the room, and the majestic voice sounded again: "Forget it! You are also kind, let the doctor in!"

As soon as this remark came out, Leng Mei finally let out a long sigh of relief, cautiously pushed open the door, then winked at Ye Fan and motioned him to follow him in.

The house is very large, with a total area of ​​40 to 50 square meters, full of Chinese-style furniture, and the decoration is antique.

In the central position, there is a wheelchair with an elderly man sitting on it.

Looking into the distance, I saw that he was wearing a dark green old military uniform, washed white and without any military rank.

Although he is sitting in a wheelchair with white hair and criss-cross wrinkles on his face, his waist is still straight, like a spear that is tattooing the sky.

Even at a certain distance, he could feel the powerful pressure on his body, and a breath of gold and iron horse came to his face.

And the look of the old man is even more extraordinary!

The eyebrows are raised as high as the ridge of a sword, and the eyebrows are inserted straight into the temples.

Iron-faced sword-bone, great power!

People with such faces are decisive and decisive, and they can often become famous generals of a generation, ordering all directions to dare not follow. The legend has it like Wei Qing and Huo Qubing.

While Ye Fan was looking at him, he also observed Ye Fan.

His gaze seemed plain and unremarkable, but it was like a vast ocean. Under the calmness, it contained monstrous power, capable of destroying the world in an instant!

Thunder thunder in the silent place!

A single eye is scary and terrifying.

This power is ten times, a hundred times stronger than Commander Luo.

Even Ye Fan's spirit had a moment of trance.

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"Huh... kid, that's you? Younger than I thought! Forget it, anyway, they are all incompetent quacks, everyone is the same! For the sake of Xiaowu, I can barely give you a chance to get your pulse!" The old man said slowly.

Between the words, a trace of contempt was revealed, and Ye Fan didn't pay attention to it at all.

Hearing this, Ye Fan frowned, straightened his spine, and looked at the old man in the wheelchair, neither humble nor overbearing:

"Old sir, I know that your status is extraordinary. With just one order, countless doctors can flock to you! But in my eyes, you are just an ordinary patient! To me, it is not because of the patient's status or status. Different in respect and inferiority, gender, and there is any difference in treatment!

If you want me to treat the pulse for you, please don't use a pretentious tone. At the very least, respect is a must! Otherwise, please be smart! Because my medical skills are not so cheap! "

With that said, Ye Fan turned around and walked outside without looking back.