C139 Wipe out the Roots
C139 Wipe out the Roots
The next day.
Ye Fubo's father, Ye Zhaohai, was a huge vermin in the navy. The first thing he did when he woke up in the morning was to pick up his computer and flip it to the Internet, then check the countless zeros in his home account.
Today, as usual, he picked up his computer again and flipped to the website with familiarity.
Then, he started to check.
Suddenly, with a bang, his laptop fell to the ground.
A young woman sleeping soundly beside him was woken up by the sound. She shook his body and scolded in a lovely voice, "What are you doing? I'm still sleeping."
"Sleeping your mother forced me to." Ye Zhaohai shouted, then got up from the bed and picked up the computer on the floor.
Seeing that the computer had been smashed into pieces, he hurriedly put on his clothes and went out the door.
In the study, he found another computer and continued to check. When he saw that there were only 0 and no more than 1 numbers,
his brain buzzed. Then, the 50-60 people suddenly had a cerebral hemorrhage and fainted.
As for whether anyone had discovered it.
Hmph, that was definitely not the case.
He was sleeping in Little San's house, and Little Mo had just bought him to scold him. He was still angry, so why would he care about him?
It was only at noon that he was discovered.
However, he had already died a long time ago.
In Nanshan Sanatorium, Ye Jianhai was sitting in a corner as usual, looking at the crowd with a pair of sinister eyes.
A pair of sneaky eyes was looking around.
Suddenly, his phone rang. He stretched out his trembling hand and took the phone.
"Hello." Ye Jianhai said weakly.
...
With a bang, Ye Jianhai's phone fell to the ground. The bad news came, his son was gone.
The phone fell to the ground and made a sound. The nurse quickly picked it up.
Ye Jianhai had been through a lot. After he forced himself to calm down for a while, his face turned pale. He asked the nurse to push him back in a wheelchair.
Just as the nurse was about to get the wheelchair, his phone rang again. He quickly took the phone, but he heard a familiar voice from the other end of the phone.
Yes, it was Hee Feng.
"Grandson, look after your dad first. Oh, right, you got the medicine. Take it quickly and feed your dad a pill. Maybe he can still be saved." Ye Jianhai said weakly, as if he would die in the next moment.
"Old bastard, your grandson is also dead." Hee Feng said coldly.
"You are... " All of a sudden, Ye Jianhai spat out two words hatefully, "Hee Feng."
Then, he tilted his head and died.
Outsiders only thought of him as their son's death. His white hair had turned black, and he died because he couldn't bear it any longer.
However, he didn't know that what he had suffered was not only the white hair sending him to death, but also the severing of his son and grandchild.
Hee Feng casually threw Ye Fubo's phone in a corner of the space and then slowly walked out of the kitchen.
However, Ye Fubo's father's matter really wasn't done by him, it was his own bad luck.
Thousands of miles away, Hee Feng did not have the ability to take people's heads.
As for how Ye Jianhai died, it was very simple. All of his sons and grandsons were dead, and that was what he said. No matter how strong a person was, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on any longer. Especially an old man like him, who was already at the end of his life.
Hee Feng walked out of the kitchen, and Liu Qingyan held her neck as she walked out of the bedroom.
She saw Hee Feng walking out of the kitchen. She touched her deflated stomach and heard her say, "Hee Feng, what delicious food are you cooking? Hurry up and take it out for me to eat."
"What happened to your neck?" Hee Feng asked with a smile as he brought her a bowl of noodles.
"Nothing. I didn't know how I slept last night. I fell asleep." Liu Qingyan frowned and said.
Hee Feng's face changed slightly when he heard her say that. He smiled. Well, it probably had something to do with him.
"How about I help you deal with it." Hee Feng called out, his tone full of concern.
"Okay, okay!" Liu Qingyan said repeatedly.
Hee Feng used his hand to gently pinch the back of Liu Qingyan's neck.
Secretly, a trace of Genuine Qi was injected. Liu Qingyan immediately felt the pain disappear, so she smiled and said, "It's good to have a Godly Doctor around. Any illness will be cured by medicine."
After eating, Liu Qingyan woke up late. Yes, it had a lot to do with Hee Feng.
He only made her fall asleep and did not think about when Liu Qingyan would wake up. He was also busy in the morning dealing with Ye Fubo's family matters, so he did not have time to care about Liu Qingyan. Thus, they had no choice but to rush to the auction.
This time, Liu Qingyan felt that her luck was not bad. There were no more accidents along the way, no traffic jams, and no car accidents. Compared to her usual bad luck, it was much better.
Liu Qingyan was thinking in her heart, Should I follow Hsing Yuanyuan to gamble on stones next time? This luck suddenly became better. If she did not use it, wouldn't it be a waste?
She did not know that it was not because her luck had become better, but because Hee Feng had deliberately spread out his Spiritual Consciousness. Everything that was dozens of kilometers away was clearly displayed in his heart.
He still didn't know which road was blocked.
When they arrived at the auction house, Liu Qingyan was surprised to find that her capable assistant had disappeared. While she was shocked, another assistant told Liu Qingyan that his assistant's house had been robbed last night.
Her husband and her both died, so Liu Qingyan sighed in her heart again.
Hee Feng did not tell Liu Qingyan about the matter. After all, the result was pretty good now.
Why did it have to be superfluous?
The auction would be held in the afternoon, but as the organizer, they had to come early.
Liu Qingyan sat down in a room in the auction hall. She smiled and said to Hee Feng, "The auction has come. Why don't you take out your medicine?"
Hee Feng smiled and put his hand into his pocket. He pretended to be carrying something, but in fact, he was taking something out from his space.
Then, a porcelain bottle appeared in Hee Feng's hand. There were 10 Small Recovery Pills in it.
Liu Qingyan quickly took it out. Then, she poured them out on a white porcelain plate covered with white gauze.
She counted and found that it was exactly ten pills. Not a single one was missing.
Hence, Liu Qingyan waved her hand and a few people came forward.