"What's going on? These people can't bear it anymore..."
The two subordinates smiled: "Look at them, they are almost on the verge of collapse of willpower."
"I didn't expect that what we couldn't do with so many severe tortures was solved by Mr. Ye with just three silver needles."
Finally, the assassin from the island country suddenly broke down and said loudly: "I say, I will say anything, take these three needles away from me!"
He twisted all over, trying to shake away the three needles, but those were the needles inserted by Ye Yang. As long as he didn't take them, no one could take them away.
Ye Yang said calmly: "Tell me about your purpose and the questions I just asked you."
The island nation's assassin completely collapsed and hurriedly told everything, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.
"It was Xin Yunfu who provided the clue. He said that as long as we take the magic medicine, return to the island country and analyze the medicine, the medicine will be ours."
"And the reward we gave him was three billion."
Ye Yang frowned and said, "Can you analyze the ingredients of the medicine?"
The island nation's assassin couldn't bear the itching and said quickly: "Yes, yes, we have a device that can analyze the ingredients, year, and dosage of the medicine as long as it is Chinese medicine."
"That instrument of ours is designed for the research of traditional Chinese medicine in your country."
The two subordinates frowned as they listened to these words.
It seems that in this island country, the theft of Chinese traditional medicine has been carried out in all aspects, and it has even developed analytical instruments.
"No, we can't go on like this, otherwise all the things passed down by our ancestors will be learned by the island country."
Ye Yang also nodded: "The affairs of Xin Yunfu and the island country will all be left to you, Gu Zhanhong."
"Tell him that I will look at the means and results of his handling this time. This is related to my view of the Dragon Group."
The two subordinates trembled all over!
They knew that what the Eight War Gods of China, including Gu Zhanhong, wanted most was to have Ye Yang serve as the leader of the dragon group!
Command the entire Chinese country’s high-end combat power!
But Ye Yang kept pushing the blame, using the reason that after several incidents, he had a low opinion of the Dragon Group.
But this time, maybe Gu Zhanhong can change this view and attitude because of how well Gu Zhanhong handles things.
"Okay, we will report to God of War truthfully!"
In the next few days, Ye Yang could feel the storm around him.
Xin Yunfu's family, including Hui Jiamei and Xin Jianguo, disappeared overnight.
In Ye Yang and Wang Mingyang's vision, this family never appeared again.
Even the Xin family in Southern Province suddenly discovered that these three people were missing. They searched everywhere, but after searching, a rumor suddenly came down from above, which shocked the entire Xin family!
And Gu Zhanhong himself has frequently taken action against the forces on the island country...
Ye Yang saw all this, but did not directly take charge.
…
Xuan Hu Ji Shi Medicine Hall.
Wang Mingyang is treating others.
Without the disturbance from the island nation's assassins, the medicine hall has been particularly clean these days.
"Master! Master Wang, please go and show our Mr. Zhou a look!"
Two injured people came to Wang Mingyang for help.
When he looked at the two people, Wang Mingyang was startled. These two people were injured too equally, right?
One's arms were completely broken, and the other's was almost the same, with severe abdominal pain.
Moreover, Wang Mingyang also discovered that one of them should have had some kung fu in the past, but was wasted.
Before Wang Mingyang could move, the window next to him flashed, and a figure fell next to Wang Mingyang.
Wang Mingyang was shocked at first, but he soon relaxed because he found that the person who came in was one of the two subordinates of Gu Zhanhong, God of War. He had been in contact with him a few days ago because of the island nation's assassins.
"Excuse me, sir, what's the matter?"
Wang Mingyang knew that there must be something important when this subordinate named Deng suddenly appeared.
"Those two people, one is called Yi Bing and the other is called Shu Ting. The one called Shu Ting used to be my colleague and a war king. However, his hand was broken by Mr. Ye, and later by Gu Zhanhong, the God of War. His kung fu has been wasted. Now he is just an ordinary person."
Wang Mingyang nodded, sadly he could see that the Falcon looked like he had kung fu in the past.
"My master personally crippled their arms? It seems that these two people provoked my master and were crippled like this. Then I won't show it to them."
The two people knelt down in front of Wang Mingyang.
"Master Wang, we beg you to save Mr. Zhou!"
Wang Mingyang was startled: "You came to beg me, didn't you want me to show you two?"
The two shook their heads: "We are all suffering from external injuries. We have already taken care of them elsewhere and given good medicine. As long as it takes a while, they will be cured."
Shuanting smiled bitterly and said: "It's just that my injury means that I will never be able to practice kung fu for the rest of my life, and I can only be an ordinary person."
"But today, we are not here to seek medical treatment for ourselves. The head of our Zhou family is sick. We asked everywhere and came from Linhai City to the provincial capital just to find out that only you can treat our old man. "
Before Wang Mingyang could say anything, Yi Bing said angrily: "What, your Zhou family is my Zhou family! Your surname is not Zhou!"
Falcon sneered and said, "Why, I'm your cousin, and my mother is also from the Zhou family. Why am I not from the Zhou family?"
"In the past, when my kung fu was still there, when I was still the war king, the entire Zhou family looked up to me, listened to my orders, and regarded me as the protector of the Zhou family. Now, although my kung fu is gone, the entire Zhou family The control of the system is still in my hands, right?"
Zhou Yibing said angrily: "You also know that your kung fu is gone? I mean to call you my cousin? But now we are so incompetent, why do you still occupy those command and dispatch rights? Why can you represent the Zhou family?"
Shu Ting glared at him: "Now is not the time to talk about this. The old man's illness is the most important. The key now is to cure him, otherwise the assets of the entire Zhou family will shrink, and it will be useless for us to fight for it."
Zhou Yibing nodded and quickly looked at Wang Mingyang with hopeful eyes.
"Master Wang, our old man's condition affects the entire Zhou family. If you don't help, the livelihoods of hundreds of people in our Zhou family will be affected!"
Wang Mingyang shook his head: "No, I can't treat you, nor can I treat you, the head of the Zhou family."
"Why?" While the two were wondering, a figure stood up from behind Wang Mingyang.
"Brother Deng!"
