The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 282: Change! (One more!)

Ye Chen smoked a few more cigarettes on the park bench, cleared up some thoughts, then took out his mobile phone and called Ye Lingtian.

"How much do you know about Ghost Prison?"

Ye Lingtian on the other end of the phone looked dazed and shook his head: "Palace Master, I have never heard of this name."

"In the future, I will investigate matters in the capital, and by the way, help me pay attention to the ghost prison."

"Yes, Lord!"

Afterwards, Ye Chen called Lei Shuwei again. The information system of Dragon Soul should be relatively sound, but the answer he got was the same.

As if there were no ghost prisons in this world at all.

Hang up the phone, Ye Chen fell into deep thought: "Dragon Soul doesn't know the existence, is there really any ghost prison in this world?"

Although Jiang Jianfeng is somewhat hostile to him, he should not deceive himself.

No longer thinking about it, Ye Chen got up directly and was about to leave the park.

He raised his head and looked at the blood dragon phantom above the sky for a few seconds, and the blood dragon phantom swooped down from the sky!

The howling wind and dragon roar keep ringing!

"Bang!"

Finally plunged straight into his body.

This blood dragon phantom was recently discovered by him. He thought that only he could see it, but now it seems that even a powerhouse like Jiang Jianfeng can detect it.

Although I don't know how the blood dragon phantom was formed, it shouldn't do me any harm.

When the blood dragon phantom rushed into his body, the reincarnation cemetery shook!

The third tombstone cracked again, and a phantom gradually appeared.

Agglomerated and formed.

It is an old man wrapped in a black robe.

The black-robed old man glanced at the nearly 100 tombstones behind him, his eyes were extremely solemn and responsible: "Is it really worth it to put our fate on a hairy boy?"

When the words fall, the reincarnation cemetery is suddenly windy.

As the wind hits, the figure of the black-robed old man completely dissipated.

The reincarnation cemetery has returned to silence.

Under normal circumstances, the power in the tombstone can only come out if Ye Chen is motivated, but this time, he came out by himself.

Weird to the extreme.

But Ye Chen outside didn't pay attention, he walked directly to the place where Xiao Deng parked, preparing to return to Mingcui Villa.

Suddenly, Ye Chen stopped.

He noticed something out of the corner of his eye and stared at a figure in the distance.

The figure was limping along with a huge snakeskin bag on its shoulders.

When I got to a good spot, I put down my snakeskin bag and started to organize my things and set up a stall.

Although it's still morning, there are already many people setting up stalls nearby.

At the entrance of the park, the traffic is good.

Because it sells things that are used in daily life, several aunties are already asking.

The reason why Ye Chen stopped was entirely because he knew the limping man!

The other party's name is Zhong Xueyong, from Songshan County below Jiangcheng.

When Ye Chen first came to Jiangcheng, in order to make money, he bought a bunch of things and set up a stall in Chengbei Park.

It was also at that time that she was invited by Shen Mengjia to Shen's house and met Shen Haihua.

He still has a good impression of this uncle who set up the stall. He has helped him a lot. He is simple and kind.

Why did he come to Jiangnan Province?

And his feet are so lame, he remembers the first few months and he was fine?

Don't think about it anymore, Ye Chen walked over, and when he came to the booth, Zhong Xueyong smiled heartily: "Look at it, my old Zhong's stuff is sold out of conscience, little brother... …”

The voice came to an abrupt end.

Zhong Xueyong was stunned for a long time before he said, "Xiaoye, why are you?"

"Uncle Zhong, what a coincidence, I just came here for a morning exercise, why did you come to Jiangnan Province?" Ye Chen laughed.

Zhong Xueyong explained: "My daughter's school has been moved to Jiangnan Province. For convenience, I have placed the booth nearby."

"By the way, Xiaoye, the things you set up at the stall last time are still with me. I waited for you in Jiangcheng for more than ten days, but I didn't see you show up..."

The two briefly chatted for a while, and Ye Chen's eyes fell on Zhong Xueyong's leg: "Uncle Zhong, what's wrong with your leg..."

Zhong Xueyong's face changed, and he smiled immediately: "I accidentally fell, it's nothing..."

Marven Ye frowned. He just glanced at it and found that his leg was not as simple as falling, it was obviously the result of a heavy blow, but since the other party didn't say anything, he didn't need to ask again.

At this moment, someone shouted, "They're here again!"

Zhong Xueyong glanced at the few people who were coming from a distance, full of panic, and quickly put away the booth and directly put it on his shoulders, maybe because it was too heavy, a trace of pain appeared on his face, but he still insisted.

"Little Leaf, let's stop talking, those guys are here..."

After speaking, Zhong Xueyong limped out.

His foot was injured, coupled with the pressure of such gravity and vigorous running, he could feel a trace of life's hardships on Zhong Xueyong.

This is the backbone of a man.

Suddenly, Zhong Xueyong's injured right foot obviously couldn't bear the weight on his shoulder, and he fell directly to the ground!

Bleeding from the forehead.

Seeing this, Ye Chen just wanted to help, when Zhong Xueyong stood up with support, picked up things in a panic, and put them in a snakeskin bag.

At this moment, several men in uniforms with plastic black sticks in their hands had come to Zhong Xueyong!

"Damn, the **** is still running!"

The man in the lead even kicked Zhong Xueyong's chest!

Zhong Xueyong smashed to the ground instantly, and the things on his body fell to the ground in pieces.

"I've seen you **** a dozen times, and it's not enough to lame the other leg, so I want to lame the second leg? Last time I asked you to pay, but if you didn't, you still want to come here to set up a stall, Bah! Courting death!"

Just as the man in the lead was about to smash a stick, a gust of wind blew up, Ye Chen had already blocked Zhong Xueyong, and his five fingers gripped the black stick fiercely.

"Go!"

With a flick of Ye Chen's arm, the man was directly knocked out, and fell to the ground in an embarrassment, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

And the stick is too twisted.

Marven Ye helped Zhong Xueyong up: "Uncle Zhong, are you okay?"

Zhong Xue shook his head bravely: "Xiao Ye, you beat them? Oh, that's troublesome!"

Just as Ye Chen was about to speak, an angry voice sounded from behind: "Grass! Damn! The dead lame found a trainer as a helper!"

I saw that the man had already stood up, his eyes were bloodshot: "It seems that breaking one of your legs that day was not enough, grass, both of them broke their legs today!"

With an order, the other men in uniform also gathered around.

Ye Chen's eyes shrank, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said to Zhong Xueyong: "Uncle Zhong, they broke your leg?"