The God of Medicine and War: Starting with three thousand disciples to raise babies

"You... What are you going to do..."

The young man opened his mouth tremblingly, his expression frightened, not knowing what Chen Bufan was going to do.

"From the moment you were going to attack me, you should have thought about the consequences, what do you think?" Chen Bufan asked rhetorically.

The young man, frightened, kept backing until he got back to the couch, and when there was no way back, he finally stopped.

Chen Bufan looked at the young man in front of him lightly, and said softly: "You should have seen what happened to your brother." The

young man nodded subconsciously, unable to say a word.

Chen Bufan grinned.

"Do you know what your fate will be?" asked Chen Bufan.

The young man shook his head and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right arm.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see that his arm was bent at an extremely strange angle at this time.

If it is a normal arm, it obviously cannot be bent like this.

"Ah!!"

The sharp pain swept through the young man's body like a tidal wave, making the young man let out a terrible scream.

At the same time, a very strange thought came to his mind.

He clearly didn't see Chen Bufan do anything just now, why did his arm break?

But as soon as this thought appeared, it disappeared in an instant.

Because Chen Bufan broke his left arm again.

"Ah!!" the

young man let out a scream like killing a pig, he raised his head, his eyes were red and looked at Chen Bufan, bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was about to bite his teeth.

"Do you know who I am! You dare..."

He was talking, Chen Bufan's voice had already sounded: "I'm sorry, your brother has already told me these words, but unfortunately, he said it was useless, and you said it was useless."

Before the words fell, the young man fell directly to the ground, because one of his legs was also broken by Chen Bufan.

Chen Bufan looked at the young man coldly, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you say that you want your people to break my hands and feet? Now, I will use the means you want to deal with me, do you like it?"

The smile on Chen Bufan's face was tantamount to a devil's smile for the young man, his body trembled, and he didn't know what to say at all.

Seeing that Chen Bufan had already raised his foot and aimed it at his left leg, all the resentment in the young man's heart had been replaced by horror in an instant.

He looked at Chen Bufan pleadingly, hoping that Chen Bufan could let himself go and at least leave himself an intact leg.

However, Chen Bufan glanced at the young man lightly, and said softly: "I don't like to give up halfway, since I said that I want to abolish your limbs, then I can't do any less." The

young man was frightened, and was about to speak, but Chen Bufan had already stepped out with a fierce kick.

With the sound of broken bones, the young man's remaining good leg was completely shattered.

"Ah!!" the

young man let out another scream, his eyes began to roll white, and the sharp pain of his limbs being forcibly broken was not something that ordinary people could bear.

Finally, his head tilted and he passed out completely.

Chen Bufan glanced at the young man coldly, then retracted his gaze and looked at the secret road that was blasted out by his punch: "Come out."

Sun Yingqi walked out of it with a pale face, looked around cautiously, and never thought that Chen Bufan would be so strong, and more than 30 people were all leveled by Chen Bufan alone, let alone that Chen Bufan would be so relaxed when dealing with those people, as if he didn't have to blow a loss.

Chen Bufan looked at Sun Yingqi's stunned eyes, and knew what Sun Yingqi was thinking.

He didn't say much, just waited for Sun Yingqi to walk outside the villa.

When the two of them walked past some bodyguards, those bodyguards all looked frightened, and hurriedly lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, not daring to say a word at all.

The two walked out of the villa and walked outside, Sun Yingqi finally mustered up the courage to look at Chen Bufan, and asked loudly: "Mr. Chen, what are we going to do now?" "

Of course, I am attending the ribbon-cutting ceremony, although it may be a little late now, but you, as one of the bosses, should still attend."

As Chen Bufan spoke, he suddenly thought of something, and said: "Remember, after you go back, don't say what happened, if others ask, you just say that..."

Sun Yingqi looked at Chen Bufan with strange eyes, and she really couldn't figure out why Chen Bufan wanted to hide his identity.

If he had an identity like Chen Bufan, I am afraid that he would have been unable to help but announce it to the whole world and let everyone in the world know his identity, and he would not have concealed all these secrets like Chen Bufan.

The two took a taxi and returned to the office building, just as Chen Bufan thought, the ribbon-cutting ceremony had been completed, and everyone had begun to retire.

Seeing Chen Bufan come back with Sun Yingqi, some people who knew Sun Yingqi immediately surrounded him, greeted Sun Yingqi with a smile, and asked Sun Yingqi what was going on, but such an important occasion did not appear today.

Sun Yingqi had an embarrassed smile on her face, but she didn't forget Chen Bufan's previous advice, and said all the words that Chen Bufan told her.

Wang Xinyan also walked over, and when she saw that Chen Bufan had successfully brought Sun Yingqi back, she also came to Chen Bufan's side, and whispered: "How is it? Is it smooth?

Chen Bufan nodded with a smile and replied, "In the Patrol Division, what else can go wrong?" Don't worry, the matter has been resolved.

Wang Xinyan nodded reassuringly and gave Chen Bufan an appreciative look.

Seeing Wang Xinyan's eyes, Chen Bufan also touched his nose in embarrassment.

What is the matter with this look?

Sun Yingqi finally got rid of everyone and was about to return to Chen Bufan's side, but Zhao Ming walked over.

"Big... Big brother..."

Sun Yingqi opened her mouth with a weak heart.

Zhao Ming glanced at Sun Yingqi coldly, and then stretched out his hand without hesitation and slapped Sun Yingqi: "How old do you say you are? The children are all in kindergarten, how do you do things like children? Can fighting solve any problems?"

Sun Yingqi felt bitter in her heart.

However, he couldn't explain anything too much, so he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.