The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 237: I hate threats! (Five more!)

"I didn't blame you, you don't need to be so nervous." Ye Chen said.

Are you a tiger?

Zhu Ya smiled: "Thank you Mr. Ye for understanding."

"Okay, since the sword has been cast, I won't stay here any longer. This time, I, Ye Chen, owe you a favor to the Zhu family. If you need it, you can come to me." Ye Chen said.

The Dragon Slaying Sword has been completed, Ye Chen is in a good mood, a favor is nothing.

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Ya was obviously a little excited.

At the same time, she also thought that when she was in the coffee shop, she ridiculously promised to give Ye Chen a favor from the Zhu family.

Compared with Ye Chen's favor, her Zhu family is really worthless.

Ye Chen suddenly thought of something, and said to Zhu Ya, "I hope that today's events will not be known to anyone, can you guarantee it?"

Zhu Ya nodded sharply: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye, neither I nor Mr. He will say this!"

"That's fine."

Marven Ye nodded and went outside, and even called Xiao Deng and asked him to come to Zhu's house to pick him up.

Soon, Xiao Deng's car came, and Ye Chen got in the car. Instead of going back to the villa, he let Xiao Deng go to Wu's house first.

Wu Xiangming's injury should be almost healed, and he should go check it out.

When he arrived at Wu's house, he found that Wu Xiangming was practicing boxing in Wu's house.

"Recovered so quickly?" Ye Chen said.

He was a little surprised, it seemed that his medicinal pill worked very well.

Hearing Ye Chen's voice, Wu Xiangming quickly closed his fists, came to Ye Chen, and said respectfully, "Wu Xiangming has seen Mr. Ye."

"Stretch out your hand and let me feel your injury." Ye Chen ordered.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" Wu Xiangming said excitedly.

Ye Chen felt it for a while and found that Wu Xiangming's injury had recovered very well. Under the action of those drugs, he was almost reborn from a broken bone.

"Not bad, it seems that Wu Xinlan takes good care of you."

Wu Xiangming nodded: "Thanks to Wu Xinlan for this time, now she is cultivating in it, do you want her to come out to see Mr. Ye?"

"No need."

Marven Ye took out twenty pills from his pocket, and said seriously: "These pills are still the old rules. I'll give you a goal. Within two months, you will be among the top 150 Chinese masters. Can you? Do it?"

When Wu Xiangming heard this sentence, his eyes shrank. This was impossible before!

But with Mr. Ye's exercises and pills, the impossible becomes possible!

Wu Xiangming gritted his teeth, clasped his fists in both hands and promised, "Mr. Ye, I promise you!"

"Okay, just stay here for a few days, and contact me when the injury is completely healed."

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

Ye Chen left Wu's house and was about to get into the car when a sound of breaking through the air sounded!

His eyes narrowed, and a wind blade shot out from his hand!

The wind blade collided with the flying object and exploded directly!

To his surprise, the flying object turned out to be a leaf.

He can do this by picking leaves and hurting people, but in Jiangnan Province, he has not seen many people who can do this.

It seems that a master has come to the door.

Marven Ye's first reaction was the Huaxia Martial Arts Bureau.

Although I have agreed to fight with the other side Zhongxin, it is not certain whether the other side will secretly take action.

He doesn't have the slightest affection for the department of the Martial Arts Bureau.

It's all a mob.

Xiao Deng in the driver's seat also found something, took out the weapon from his waist, and just thought of it, Ye Chen opened his mouth.

"Xiao Deng, you are in the car, I will handle the outside affairs."

Xiao Deng was startled, and quickly said: "Mr. Ye, do you need to inform Dragon Soul?"

"I can handle this little thing myself."

Xiao Deng nodded. He still believed in Mr. Ye. After all, the Chief Instructor of Dragon Soul was not looking at it.

After speaking, Ye Chen walked towards the place where the leaves flew.

There is a boulevard next to Wu's house.

The environment is quiet.

A middle-aged man stood in the distance with his back to Ye Chen.

No speaking.

Marven Ye stared at the middle-aged man with interesting eyes, he was sure he had never seen him before.

"Why are you taking action against me?"

Marven Ye said, his tone did not fluctuate at all.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man laughed and laughed loudly: "I'm just curious, just how terrifying the hunter who made countless forces in Jiangnan Province feel the fear, so far, you haven't let me Disappointed."

Marven Ye's eyes were indifferent, and he said, "The Huaxia Martial Arts Bureau sent you here?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and still turned his back to Ye Chen: "If I was sent by the Huaxia Martial Arts Bureau, do you think I still have the patience to talk to you now?"

"However, you should not survive for two days. Fang Zhongxin's strength is far superior to you. This is not an alarmist, but it is a true fact."

"Marven Ye, I admit that you are very strong, far surpassing the younger generation in Jiangnan Province, but you don't know how to restrain yourself, you are too arrogant. Arrogant to the point of no one!"

"I have seen too many existences like you, and there is only one final fate, that is, an early death!"

Since ancient times, arrogant soldiers must be defeated!

The middle-aged man's voice was cold.

"Finished?" Ye Chen said, "If you're here to tell me this nonsense, before I don't want to kill you, get out. The farther you get away, the better."

"You—" The middle-aged man turned around, wearing a black mask on his face.

The mask is hideous.

No one knows what the face will be like under the mask.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, and he noticed that the middle-aged man was holding a dart in his hand.

The pattern on the dart is a blood plum!

Blood Plum Palace!

Can't go wrong!

Marven Ye took a step and put his hands behind his back: "The Blood Plum Palace sent you to kill me?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "The killer of the Xuemei Temple doesn't have so much nonsense. Since you recognize Xuemei Temple, I don't need to talk nonsense with you. I asked you to see me yesterday, why didn't you see me? !”

Ye Chen reacted instantly, the middle-aged man in front of him turned out to be the leader of the Jiangnan branch of the Blood Plum Palace - Ling Feng!

He didn't expect this person to take the initiative to see him.

"Is it because you are Ling Feng, I want to see you? Ridiculous!"

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he turned and left, as if Ling Feng was the air in front of him.

Just as Ye Chen took three steps, a cold voice came from behind: "I offended the Xuemei Temple, if I tell the group of people in the capital, do you think your life will be peaceful? ?"

"Even if I don't think about you, I should think about the people around you, such as Xia Ruoxue, or Sun Yi."

Hearing this, Ye Chen stopped in his footsteps.

A trace of suffocating energy instantly surged around him, he turned around, and those icy eyes shot out like a sharp sword!

It seems to have penetrated Ling Feng's chest!

Icy.

Bone erosion.

"Are you threatening me? I hate threats, I hate them very much."