President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

Hearing this, Lin Yifan and Huahua all nodded secretly.

What Liu Yidao said was not wrong.

The battle between the Wu family and the Ke family was extremely tragic, but it did not affect outsiders.

"It seems that this Yangzhou is not without rules."

Lin Yifan smiled.

After watching for a while, the battle between the Wu family and the Ke family gradually came to an end.

In this fight, both sides suffered losses in the end.

The Wu family lost a warrior from the third heaven of the Holy Realm.

The Ke family lost two warriors from the two holy realms.

The rest of the holy realm powerhouses were also wounded.

As for the warriors in the king realm, there were too many casualties, so it was impossible to count them.

"It was tragic."

Lin Yifan sighed with emotion.

Huahua's forehead was sweating, which was quite enjoyable.

Only Liu Yidao remained expressionless, standing beside Lin Yifan like a javelin.

"Let's go."

Lin Yifan let out a foul breath, retracted his eyes, and continued to move forward.

The fighting between these two big families did not affect the overall situation of Yangzhou City. Even the pedestrians on the road walked about as if nothing had happened. No one paid attention to or cared about the life and death of the two big families, the Wu family and the Ke family.

After entering the main city of Yangzhou City, Lin Yifan was surprised to find that almost all of them were warriors, not many ordinary people who did not practice.

This made Lin Yifan deeply moved.

Soon, Lin Yifan found an inn, settled Liu Yidao down, and told him to cultivate well, while he and Huahua continued to visit Yangzhou City.

"Brother Lin, let's go to the auction house to have a look."

Huahua suddenly pointed to a towering building thousands of meters away.

This high-rise building has hundreds of floors and is quite eye-catching in Yangzhou City.

"Auction house?"

Lin Yifan twitched his lips and nodded, "Anything good?"

"You can find out if there are any good things. This is the most famous auction house in Yangzhou City. The building is carved from a whole piece of top-quality jade."

Huahua introduced it with great interest.

"Okay, let's go have a look."

Lin Yifan was aroused and agreed.

laugh……

Suddenly, 20 meters away, a human head flew up and fell to the ground with a bang.

Blood splattered five steps.

Immediately, many people stopped and turned their heads to look over.

Lin Yifan and Huahua were also startled, and turned their heads to look over.

"Hey, why did you kill my brother?"

A fair-looking young man glared angrily at a black-faced strong man with a rough appearance and holding a simple knife.

"Why? Just because he looked at me. I hate people looking at me with condescending eyes the most in my life."

The black-faced burly man snorted coldly, and slashed his backhand again, only to hear a scream, and the fair young man also became the soul of the knife, and collapsed directly in a pool of blood.

On the wide official road, people come and go, and many people don't bother to take a look at this farce.

It seems that this kind of thing is nothing unusual, and it happens at any time.

"Tsk tsk, this Yangzhou city is the main city of Yangzhou. It's really strange that people can kill people in the street on the official road of the main city of Yangzhou."

Lin Yifan took a look, and found that the black-faced strong man was only in the third heaven realm of the king realm, and the two people he beheaded were only in the realm of refining gods, and there was no threat to him.

"Brother Lin, when you came to Yangzhou City, did you suddenly feel that the bandit den in Mocheng in the northwest is much safer than here?"

Huahua laughed.

Lin Yifan shrugged his shoulders and didn't say much.

Safety?

For Lin Yifan today, it was the same no matter where he was, and there was no danger at all.

Even if he encounters the legendary strongman in the imperial realm, Lin Yifan can still escape by relying on the '卍' character seal in the center of his eyebrows.

Therefore, even if people in this city of Yangzhou kill people at every turn, even if the two big families fight against each other, to him, there is no threat at all.

Of course, because this place is too dangerous, Lin Yifan will pay more attention to it, stay vigilant at all times, spread out a trace of spiritual consciousness, so as not to be attacked by others.

Pong...

Suddenly, a teacup fell from the tea house next to the official road, and hit the head of the black-faced burly man impartially, directly bursting into pieces.

The trace of spiritual power contained in this teacup directly overturned the black-faced strong man to the ground.

At the same time, a somewhat sullen voice came from the teahouse: "That black-faced guy, dare to disturb my lady's tea-drinking pleasure. Quickly drag the dead man away, wipe off the blood, and kneel in front of my teahouse to apologize. When will Miss Ben's anger is gone, when will you be able to get up."

The voice that spoke was a woman.

Moreover, there is a trace of rule power in this voice.

This is a holy man.

Hearing this, the black-faced burly man was startled, hurriedly got up, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"The villain is wrong, and this will drag the dead away. Senior, please calm down."

After kowtowing his head, the black-faced strong man quickly got up from the ground, began to drag the dead away and disposed of them, and then used his spiritual power to clean up the blood on the ground, and finally knelt respectfully in front of the teahouse to wait for his punishment.

Lin Yifan and Huahua looked amused.

This black-faced strong man was arrogant and domineering just a second ago, because others took a second look and started killing.

However, in the next second, he was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy, losing his temper at all.

Such a big change, what does it mean?
It shows that whoever has big fists can have a big temper.

Whoever is weak must behave in a low-key manner with his tail between his legs.

The law of the jungle, where the strong are respected and the weak prey on the strong, is fully displayed at this time.

Lin Yifan and Huahua didn't bother to pay attention to this episode, and went straight to Baibaolou.

Baibaolou is full of people, and there are people coming and going.

Lin Yifan and Huahua followed the flow of people, almost being squeezed into Baibaolou alive.

"Brother Lin, let's go directly to the auction house on the sixth floor."

Hua Hua Lian Dao.

"it is good."

Lin Yifan nodded, and the two walked towards the stairs.

Just as the two climbed up the stairs and were about to reach the second floor.

Suddenly more than a dozen people came over, and the leading one, a fat man, yelled at the people on the steps: "Get out, get out of here, good dogs don't get in the way, who dares to get in the way of my young master and make his head fall off?" .”

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Lin Yifan raised his head and looked over.

Huahua also paused, and looked over angrily.

This fat man is a strong man in the first layer of the Holy Realm.

And the dozen or so warriors beside him are all elite warriors of the Seventh and Eighth Heavens of King Realm.

In the center of the crowd was a suave young man, dressed in a jade unicorn brocade gown, wearing tiger-head boots, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and holding a folding fan, always maintaining a smiling expression.

Under the yelling of the fat man, the seven or eight people on the stairs were all scared and went back the same way, hiding beside the stairs, for fear of blocking the way of those who came.

In an instant, only Lin Yifan and Huahua were left on the stairs.

Lin Yifan stood expressionlessly.

On the other hand, Huahua smiled at the corners of her mouth, folded her arms around her chest, with an expression of waiting for the good show to begin.

"Hey, you two dogs, didn't you hear me? Get out of here quickly."

Fatty Bai glared, and at the same time, a majestic coercion swept over and suppressed him.

"Who's belt is not fastened, and you are exposed."

Lin Yifan sneered and responded coldly.

"you……"

The fat white man was stunned for a moment, and then, a murderous intent suddenly appeared on his fat white face: "Good boy, you dare to act presumptuously with me at the fifth level of the King Realm, and you will die!"

As soon as the words fell, a majestic force of rules swept across.

Feeling the threat of the power of rules, many warriors in Baibaolou were all shocked and avoided them one after another.

"presumptuous!"

At this moment, there was a shout, which contained a breathtaking power.

Immediately afterwards, an old man with white beard and hair walked out quickly.

Brush brush.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes were on the past in an instant.

Including Fatty Bai and his party, they all turned their heads and looked over.

"Fu is in charge."

When Fatty Bai saw the person coming, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly bowed his hands in salute.

"Why are you making trouble in our Baibaolou? Could it be that you want to challenge the prestige of our Baibaolou?"

Steward Fu scolded coldly.

"It's... It's because these two boys have no eyesight and offended our young master. That's why I wanted to teach them a lesson. I didn't dare to be disrespectful to Baibaolou."

Fatty Bai hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

Whoosh!
As soon as the words fell, Manager Fu suddenly moved.

A white shadow flashed past, and Manager Fu's palm patted the fat man's shoulder.

The next moment, the fat white man's eyeballs were rounded, and then, a pool of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and he knelt limply on the ground.

"Hmph, for the sake of the power of your Xiao family in Yangzhou City, I only crippled your skills, and didn't take your life. Get out of here."

Manager Fu put his hands behind his back and said coldly.

"Yes Yes Yes."

"Thank you, Manager Fu, for your mercy."

Hearing this, the suave young master of the Xiao family turned pale with fright, and hurriedly fled with his subordinates.

As for Fatty Bai, after being crippled all his life skills, his eyes were always in a state of dullness, as if he had lost his soul.

He is a strong man in the first level of the holy realm. Although he is only in the first level, he is still a strong man in the holy level.

How many warriors dream of stepping into the holy realm and becoming a master.

This white fat man succeeded, but because he used the power of rules in Baibaolou, he was immediately annulled of his lifelong skills.

For a strong man in the Holy Realm, the blow to having his life's skills abolished is really too heavy.

It was worse than killing him.

"You two little bastards, you have the guts not to step out of the Baibao Tower for the rest of your life, otherwise, our Xiao family will kill you as soon as you go out!"

Suddenly, Lin Yifan and Huahua's minds transmitted a spiritual sound transmission.

It was the suave and suave young master of the Xiao family who transmitted the voice through his spiritual consciousness.

"I'll wait and see."

The corner of Lin Yifan's mouth lifted slightly, and he also responded via voice transmission with his spiritual consciousness.

Don't make trouble if you have nothing to do, don't be afraid of trouble if you have something to do.

Now that the feud had been forged, Lin Yifan had no intention of reconciling.

At the top of the stairs, after seeing the Xiao family leaving, Steward Fu glared at Lin Yifan and Huahua, and left with his hands behind his back.

"Huahua, what is the origin of this manager Fu? He is so powerful that he can annihilate the lifetime skill of a first-level holy man in one move."

Lin Yifan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Manager Fu had left, he activated his spiritual sense to transmit sound, and asked Huahua about the situation.

"Fu Donglai is the steward of Baibaolou, and the eighth heavenly powerhouse of the holy realm who sits in Baibaolou. He is unrivaled in the world with his palm skills. Throughout the Kyushu continent, he is also a well-known existence."

Huahua responded.