At 6:30 in the afternoon, Matsuda Xiong, who was staying in the hotel, received a call.

After answering the phone, Matsuda Xiong smiled and said: "Mr. Tang, what can I do for you?"

"Mr. Matsuda, I want to tell you some good news." said Mr. Tang over there.

"What good news?" Matsuda Xiong asked.

"Ye Fengyun is very weak now. He is probably only as strong as an ordinary person. Anyone you send can kill him." Mr. Tang said grimly.

"Oh?" Matsuda Xiong couldn't help but said happily after hearing this: "Then where is Ye Fengyun now?"

"He ate at a restaurant called Haitian Pavilion. After eating, he should return to the community assigned to him by the Ministry of Health. This community is called Longxing Jiayuan Community.

Oh, by the way, I also want to tell you some good news. The girl Xiaoying you are looking for is in Ye Fengyun's house now, and Ye Fengyun forced girl Xiaoying to be her maid." Mr. Tang said.

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Hearing Mr. Tang's words, Matsuda Xiong was both happy and angry. He said in a deep voice: "Okay, thank you for the information, Mr. Tang. We know what to do!"

"Well, I wish you good luck." Mr. Tang smiled.

"By the way, Mr. Tang, I have always wanted to ask you a question." Matsuda Xiong asked doubtfully.

"Mr. Matsuda, it doesn't matter."

"Mr. Tang, I don't understand why you have any grudge against that man named Ye, why do you insist on putting him to death?" Matsuda Xiong raised his doubts.

After hearing this, Mr. Tang was silent for a moment and sneered: "Mr. Matsuda, I can only tell you one of the reasons."

"What reason?"

"He took away the woman I loved."

"Haha, I understand. Mr. Tang, just wait and see how I kill this guy."

"Um."

Matsuda Xiong and Mr. Tang ended the call, and Matsuda Xiong's expression darkened to the extreme.

He immediately called his men over and issued an order: "According to the information provided by Mr. Tang, Ye Fengyun is currently as weak as an ordinary person. This is a good opportunity for us to kill him. You three, follow me to Xinglong Community.

Kill this man!"

"Hi!"

…

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Ye Fengyun and Xiao Yifan had dinner and parted ways.

When they were saying goodbye, Xiao Yifan said: "Brother, you are quite weak now. You must have a good rest when you go back!"

"I know, Yifan." Ye Fengyun nodded.

"Well, goodbye, brother."

"goodbye."

Xiao Yifan and Ye Fengyun waved their hands, took a taxi and went home.

Watching Xiao Yifan get into the car, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Fengyun's mouth.

He doesn't have much favorable impression of the Xiao family, but he has a very good impression of this cousin and likes her very much.

"Go back."

Ye Fengyun muttered, took a taxi and returned to Xinglong Jiayuan.

On the road.

Ye Fengyun received a call from Shu Fu.

After the connection, Ye Fengyun asked: "Xiao Fu, what's wrong?"

Shu Fu said in a very low voice: "Ye Fengyun, my second uncle asked me to tell you that at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, my grandfather's memorial service will be held at Nanhai Mingrentang."

"Okay, Xiaofu, I will definitely go there tomorrow morning!"

When Ye Fengyun heard Shu Fu talking about Mr. Zhao's memorial service, he felt sad and said hurriedly.

"Um."

Shu Fu responded: "Well, I saw the short video. It said that you fainted in order to save others. Are you okay now?"

"Oh, I'm fine now." Ye Fengyun said hurriedly.

"That's good, then...then you must pay attention to your health."

"I know."

"Well, I'm hung up."

"good."

Ye Fengyun and Shu Fu ended the call, feeling very sour and uncomfortable.

Mr. Zhao, the founding hero of the country, will hold a memorial service tomorrow. After the memorial service is completed, he will be sent to the Revolutionary Cemetery for burial. This also represents the death of all the founding generals of the Chinese nation.

Although Ye Fengyun and Mr. Zhao have only known each other for a short time and have a big age gap, they have been friends for many years.

"Mr. Zhao, although you are gone, your glory and deeds will last forever!" Ye Fengyun murmured in his heart.

Just when Ye Fengyun was thinking about Mr. Zhao's deeds, a piece of news was being played on the radio in the taxi.

And this news is exactly about Ye Fengyun curing a paralyzed old man in front of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, and he himself fainted from exhaustion...

After the driver heard the news, he repeatedly praised: "Who said that Chinese medicine doctors are all liars! I think this young president is the real successor of Chinese medicine! We in China need more Chinese medicine doctors with both political integrity and talent.

, I applaud this young President Ye!”
Chapter completed!