Urban Medical God

At the same time, Wan Zhenghao's figure stood in front of the Hilton Hotel, "Are you sure that Liu Zihan and that kid entered here?"

The man next to him bowed and nodded: "Master Wan, I saw with my own eyes that the two of them have been in there for a while!"

"You bitch, are you following the pretty boy? I'll make you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy later. As for your mistress, I can only wish him a good family in his next life!" Wan Zhenghao licked his lips and said coldly.

"Uncle Chen, please!"

Behind Wan Zhenghao walked out an old man wearing a rich robe and a pair of honest old Beijing cloth shoes, which made no sound of wind under his feet when he walked.

"It doesn't matter!" Although the old man did not bow down to Wan Zhenghao's attitude, he still responded.

Wan Zhenghao made an invitation gesture and followed the old man into the hotel.

…

At this time, Ye Chen naturally sensed all this. The cultivation of Huanzhen Realm may not be anything outside the territory, but in China, it is an existence far beyond the way of heaven.

But Ye Chen didn't care about all this and still enjoyed the Chinese delicacies.

Although the food from outside the region tastes good, it always feels like something is missing.

And Chinese food may be the most simple thing.

It's a pity that Ji Lin was not brought back this time.

Otherwise, this girl would definitely be extremely excited.

"How is it? It tastes good, doesn't it?" Ye Chen looked at Liu Zihan who was enjoying the meal in front of him and asked with a smile.

Liu Zihan raised her head, but before she could express her opinion, a voice came from outside the door.

"Boy, are you eating your meal so happily?"

A mocking sound came, and the door of the box burst open with a bang, and the old man in Chinese clothes bowed his head and walked in without saying a word.

Wan Zhenghao's figure followed closely behind.

Ye Chen picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped his mouth gracefully. The moment he raised his head, the old man in the gorgeous clothes was frightened.

For some reason, the old man in the Chinese shirt found that he couldn't see through Ye Chen at all. This inability to see through even contained a hint of terrifying murderous intent.

"Interesting, he is actually an ancient warrior, and his cultivation seems to be pretty good..." Ye Chen had something in mind and had already made up his mind to eradicate the root cause.

He still has no way of knowing the whereabouts of Yuan Daofeng, so the fewer people know his identity, the better. Otherwise, if an ancient warrior passes the news to Yuan Daofeng, his efforts will be in vain!

"Zihan, go find the waiter and order the dishes." Ye Chen turned to Liu Zihan and said.

"But..." Liu Zihan wanted to say something else, but Ye Chen waved her hand to stop her.

Ye Chen continued: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Liu Zihan nodded. In his understanding, Brother Ye had always seemed to be very good at fighting, and he should be the legendary Lian Jiazi. She stood up and walked out, but Wan Zhenghao's figure stopped her forward.

"Hey...it's not good to block her way. Once the matter between us is resolved, you can do whatever you want!"

Ye Chen's indifferent voice reached Wan Zhenghao's ears, and he no longer stopped him and allowed Liu Zihan to leave the box.

"You brat, you are calm. Did you know that you will die next?" Wan Zhenghao looked at Ye Chen with murderous eyes and said calmly.

And the old man in a colorful shirt behind him was ready to go.

"You talk too much."

Ye Chen yawned and grabbed a chopstick from the table. A "swish" sound broke through the air. In an instant, Wan Zhenghao fell to the ground, and flowers bloomed at his throat.

"It takes ten minutes to send me to the hospital, and I can still fight with the Lord of Hell!" Ye Chen, who never got up from the beginning to the end, said calmly.

Looking at Ye Chen's methods, the old man in Chinese clothes was startled at first, and then he realized something. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "It's you, you're that guy from the Dark Palace."

Ye Chen secretly thought something was wrong. This old guy was an ancient warrior. He might have come into contact with something and found out his identity.

This person cannot be kept!

"Ye" the old man took half a step back. He couldn't admit his mistake, it must be him!

The old man who was timid before fighting had already lost the opportunity. Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, but an invisible force strangled the old man's throat, preventing him from speaking.

"You know too much!" Ye Chen pushed out with his palm, and the palm print in the void hit the old man's chest, knocking him away.

The seemingly soft palm has cut off all its vitality.

Several bodyguards present seemed to have seen the Lord of Hell and fled away one after another. Ye Chen grabbed one of the leading men in black and said: "Please clean up, and remember to check out at the front desk!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"It seems that China's ancient warriors are indeed experiencing more and more changes in spiritual energy."

"I don't know what happened to the Dark Palace and Dragon Soul."

"Let's go meet them then."

Ye Chen, who was pondering while going downstairs, bumped into Liu Zihan head-on.

"Brother Ye, inside." Liu Zihan pointed to the box at the end of the corridor with stunned eyes.

Ye Chen smiled and said calmly: "It's okay. It has been resolved peacefully. It's not too early. Let's withdraw too!"

"Are you sure?" Liu Zihan was still a little skeptical.

"Of course, we had a great chat, and Wan Zhenghao invited this meal!" Ye Chen laughed.

"By the way, you have to go back to school. If it's too late, you won't be able to go back." Ye Chen looked at Liu Zihan who was hesitant to speak, and raised his watch to indicate that it was getting late.

As expected, Liu Zihan was successfully distracted by Ye Chen and exclaimed: "It's over, less than an hour has passed!"

The two of them hurriedly went out and walked in the direction of Guangdong Normal University.

at the same time.

In a splendid main hall of nearly two hundred square meters with gold-plated walls, there was a dead silence and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

There was only a slight whine that was choked in everyone's throats.

A middle-aged man with angry eyes and thick eyebrows, wearing a smart suit, paced back and forth in the hall, and the crisp sound of leather shoes played a lament in the hall.

With a "bang", the middle-aged man suddenly threw the expensive vase in front of the hall to the ground. Veins popped out on his forehead: "Who killed my son? I want the results within half an hour!"

The middle-aged man is none other than Wan Jinxiong, the head of a wealthy family in Guangdong City!

"Lao Jin, this person's identity is not simple. According to the information currently available, Mr. Chen was instantly killed by the other party. As a lineage of ancient martial arts practitioners, Chen Feng was already a famous strongman in the ancient martial arts world five years ago. , even entered and exited Kunlun Xu many times, and the current changes in the world are factors. After the spiritual energy gradually recovered, his cultivation level has been unfathomable, and the opponent can actually kill him instantly!" The one-armed mysterious man on the side analyzed,

"What do you mean?" Wan Jinxiong said in a deep voice with sad eyes.

"According to the people under his command, this man is quite young, but he has the means to kill Chen Feng instantly. Chen Feng said the word "leaf" before he died," the mysterious man continued to analyze.

"I wonder if the patriarch has ever heard of the mysterious young man who was the subject of a lot of rumors five years ago?"