When Ye Fan left the police station, Li Yunbo and Zhao Rongsheng collapsed to the ground.
Ye Fan didn't ask about their ending, he knew it would never end well.
Even if Yang Yaodong doesn't get rid of these moths, Zhang Daqiang and Lin Baishun will not make it easy for them.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Yaodong personally sent Ye Fan back at the door of Jin Zhilin.
He also re-applied for the business license of the medical clinic, etc. Liu Fugui immediately hung it up and took a photo of Ye Fan and Yang Yaodong.
Police chief Yang Jianxiong followed Yang Yaodong. Compared with Yang Yaodong's calmness, Yang Jianxiong was much more unruly and had the aura of gunfire flowing about him.
He kept examining Mark with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to dig something out of him.
However, he did not interrupt Yang Yaodong in any way.
"Brother Ye, Li Yunbo and Zhao Rongsheng have been convicted. The corruption and perversion of the law in the past is enough for them to drink."
Yang Yaodong changed from yesterday's condescension and showed unspeakable respect to Ye Fan: "Zhao Rongsheng confessed that Tang Ruoxue asked him to do this."
Ye Fan was silent for a moment, never expecting that the woman would actually keep her word and use her connections to seize Jin Zhilin.
"But Tang Ruoxue just asked him not to practice medicine on you, so as not to harm the neighbors because of your poor medical skills."
Yang Yaodong told Ye Fan truthfully:
"The person who really made him kill him and asked Li Yunbo to cooperate closely was Shaodong of the Dongyang Group."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Zhao Dongyang?"
Yang Yaodong smiled and nodded: "It seems that Brother Ye knows better."
A hint of joking flashed across Ye Fan's face, Zhao Dongyang was really cruel and ruthless, using Tang Ruoxue to attack him to kill them all, he could advance or retreat.
Regardless of whether the medical clinic is closed down or not, he can still sow discord between himself and Tang Ruoxue.
Yang Jianxiong also looked at Ye Fan playfully. The owner of a medical clinic who was ordered to be sealed by his wife must be a failure and a loser in life.
"Yang Ting, thank you. I will handle the rest."
Ye Fan ignored the matter and looked at Yang Yaodong with a smile: "What happened yesterday?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Yaodong immediately held Ye Fan's hand: "You have eyes but you don't recognize Mount Tai. You have eyes but you don't recognize Mount Tai."
He unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his thick chest. There were four bruises on it, which were extremely black and blue, but not fatal.
Then, he took out the amulet that Ye Fan asked Qian Shenghuo to give.
The amulet made of red paper had turned into a pile of ashes.
When the wind blows, it suddenly flies away without a trace...
Yang Jianxiong was slightly surprised: "Brother, what happened?"
Yang Yaodong glanced at his younger brother, and then talked about what happened yesterday. After leaving Zuixian Tower yesterday, he drove home to take a nap.
I don't know why, I couldn't get up from my sleep. I was clearly conscious, but my body and eyelids were so heavy that it felt like a ghost was weighing on the bed.
Fortunately, when he was about to suffocate, his heart felt hot and he regained consciousness, allowing him to open his eyes and take a breath.
Even so, he was exhausted and covered in sweat.
Yang Jianxiong muttered: "What the hell are you pressing on the bed? This is just because you are overtired. There is nothing strange about it."
"Shut up."
Yang Yaodong scolded his younger brother, and then continued the topic.
Yang Yaodong also attributed it to his fatigue at the time, but in the evening, his daughter's behavior made him break out in a cold sweat.
At the age of seven, she used her wife's lipstick to paint her lips bright and dazzling, and then played a scary game with a white cloth - hanging herself.
He wanted to rush over, but his legs were so heavy that he couldn't move at all. Fortunately, his heart hurt when he was in danger, so he could open his mouth and call his wife to save his daughter.
Hearing this, Yang Jianxiong's eyes were shocked. He didn't expect his niece to be so playful.
But he still didn't think it was anything, it was just a child who watched too much TV and imitated it.
You know, when he was a child, he imitated the King of Chu and committed suicide.
After Yang Yaodong put his daughter to sleep in the hospital, he wanted to talk to his wife, but found her climbing over the balcony on the eighth floor of the hospital, looking in a trance.
If it weren't for the burning heat in his chest, which caused Yang Yaodong to burst out with the speed of a cheetah and rush to the balcony to grab his wife, he would probably have been smashed into a meat pie by now.
The most bizarre thing is that this morning, when he was taking his wife and daughter home, he was involved in a 13-car accident on the expressway.
A total of seven cars lost control and crashed into Yang Yaodong. The last time, a large truck ran over him.
Several times, Yang Yaodong thought he was certain to die, but a burning sensation in his chest stimulated his nerves.
That clarity allowed him to instinctively turn the steering wheel and avoid seven collisions in one go.
In the end, he escaped being buried alive by the sand of a large truck.
The family of three survived without incident.
Yang Yaodong later discovered that what made his heart continue to burn was the Tai Chi amulet given by Ye Fan.
It was just turned into a pile of ashes when it was taken out.
Yang Yaodong knew that he was ignorant of Taishan. After settling his wife and daughter, he immediately looked for money to overcome the fire.
Qian Shenghuo did not make things difficult for him and gave him his phone number and the address of the medical clinic. As a result, when Yang Yaodong called, Li Yunbo happened to answer the call.
He heard that Ye Fan was practicing medicine without a license and came to the medical center to find out what happened. He asked Yang Jianxiong to locate his cell phone and then went straight to the street police station.
After listening to his elder brother's story, Yang Jianxiong felt thrilling, but he regarded it more as an accident.
The series of impacts was just a coincidence.
However, Yang Jianxiong did not speak, and looked at Ye Fan with his hands behind his back, wondering how he would handle the matter.
"Brother Ye, I have learned a lesson from your abilities."
Compared to his younger brother's rough-and-tumble style, Yang Yaodong, who had experienced everything firsthand, looked at Ye Fan with more awe:
"It's just that my car has really never been to a cemetery or been exposed to evil things."
He also added: "I personally searched the carriage, and I didn't see anyone hiding dirty things."
"Let me take a look at the car first."
Ye Fan smiled lightly, then stepped forward and circled Audi.
Although Yang Yaodong had accidents one after another, his Audi was not damaged at all.
This also supports Ye Fan's inference that only when people die will the car be destroyed.
Yang Yaodong is not dead, and nothing will happen to Audi, the source of evil spirits.
Yang Yaodong and Yang Jianxiong followed, looking left and right, like curious babies, but they couldn't see anything.
"My eldest brother and I searched the carriage ourselves."
Yang Jianxiong said calmly: "There is nothing suspicious."
Ye Fan said nothing, looked at the car, and finally focused on the bottom of the car.
He lay down, stared at the chassis, and then stretched out his hand to tear it apart.
"Wow--"
There was a crisp sound, and a piece of yellow paper money appeared in Ye Fan's hand.
The paper money was frighteningly pale, with endless resentment wrapped around it...
Yang Yaodong was shocked: "Paper money? How come there is paper money in my car? Who did it?"
Yang Jianxiong was also surprised. Judging from the appearance of the paper money, it must have been a few years old.
"A piece of paper money is not enough to have this evil spirit."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully examined the lines on the paper money.
Then, Ye Fan slid under the Audi car, fumbled around and took out three feet of white cloth.
It is the white cloth that filial sons and grandsons wear on their heads.
Brother Yang Yaodong's eyes widened. He didn't expect that this thing would be caught under the car.
Ye Fan looked at the white cloth, then got under the car again, and this time took out a red longevity shoe.
Yang Yaodong's body shook.
Yang Jianxiong also felt his scalp numb.
Ye Fan put the things on the ground and rolled them under the car again. Three minutes later, he had a photo in his hand.
Portrait!
