The best miraculous doctor and son-in-law

Brother Kun came to his senses and quickly reminded in a low voice: "Don't go there, come back quickly."

Ye Chen didn't listen at all, and still walked slowly towards the two waves of people in front of him.

"Huh?" The bald head said softly. He was surprised at how brave the young man in front of him was, and also felt that he looked familiar.

"Ye Chen, this scene has frightened your brain. You're out of your mind, right?" Wang Shaoyang cursed with a ferocious face, and directly raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at Ye Chen's head from a distance.

"Ye Chen?" The bald man was startled.

He suddenly remembered that at that time, several of Kelsang's men fled back to the family and once said that Kelsang was killed by a man named Ye Chen.

The bald man's face gradually turned livid, and he raised his hand to grab the gun in Wang Shaoyang's hand.

"Young Master Wang, this man still has an unsettled debt with our Gesang family. Leave this to me."

Although Wang Shaoyang was a little curious, it didn't matter. Ye Chen, A Kun and the others would all die anyway, so he let go of the gun with a smile.

"Ye Chen, right? You should feel honored, because you have been on the assassination list of our Gesang family, and you are ranked very high." The fat man's tone was very calm, but with extremely pure killing intent.

He pulled the gun slightly, took a look, and suddenly pointed the gun at Ye Chen.

"Now I'm going to ask you a few questions, and you answer them obediently."

Ye Chen stood still and looked into his eyes very calmly: "Okay, please ask."

"Master Gesang has fallen in love with your sister. Have you been hindering her so that he couldn't enjoy it in the end?"

Ye Chen tilted his head slightly: "That's not right. Gesang is a gentleman. He doesn't want to be rough with my sister. I admire him very much."

"Fart!" The bald man's face was distorted.

"You damn thing are about to die, and you still dare to talk sophistry here. You are really not a good person."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became. He quickly took a few steps forward and put the muzzle of the gun directly on Ye Chen's chest.

"Little bastard, you should kneel down immediately, kowtow towards the south, and confess to my young master."

"Otherwise, I'll beat you to death immediately!" He suddenly moved the gun forward, with one finger already on the trigger.

Brother Kun saw this and suddenly stepped forward.

"You dare to touch one!" Wang Shaoyang tilted his head and pointed at him with angry eyes.

The men behind him also stepped forward one after another, the encirclement suddenly shrank, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and everyone's eyes were on Ye Chen.

However, Ye Chen's face was frighteningly calm, and his eyes were completely calm.

"Kneel down!" Veins bulged on the bald man's neck, and his roar echoed throughout the valley.

In the dead silence, Ye Chen's lips finally moved.

"It's really pitiful. It's obvious that you are about to die, but you don't even know it."

"I don't want to cause too many crimes. This is your last chance," he said, lightly pushing away the opponent's gun and turning to look at the two families. "Surfer obediently. There is still a chance of survival."

After his words fell, only the gusts of mountain wind were left on the scene. Everyone looked at him with shock on their faces, like wooden sculptures.

After a long while, Ye Chen spoke first: "Why, haven't you thought about it yet?"

"Hahahaha..." The bald man held his belly and laughed.

Wang Shaoyang in the back laughed like an idiot, even laughing so hard that he lost his voice. Tears filled the corners of his eyes. In the end, he fell to his knees and kept slapping the ground.

"Ouch, I'm laughing so hard," he gasped while wiping his tears, "This is really the funniest joke I've heard this year."

"You can't tell, Ye Chen, you have the talent to be a comedian."

"It's such a pity. If you hadn't provoked me, just because you could say such funny things, I might not have killed you today, but would have praised you as an excellent comedian." Wang Shaoyang shook his head with regret.

Ye Chen turned to look at him with calm eyes: "You don't believe it?"

"Nonsense," Wang Shaoyang spread his hands and looked at the dozens of subordinates on both sides. "Open your dog eyes and see clearly. One of us can drown you with just a spit of spit."

"If you want to play an empty city tactic in front of me and bluff, you're still far away!" He raised his middle finger directly towards Ye Chen.

Shaking his head, Ye Chen still said calmly: "I'm not bluffing, this is advice."

"If there were only a few of you today, you would have turned into corpses by now."

"I said, I just don't want to see too many killings," he paused and said seriously, "Surrender, and then I will explain to you in detail what happened."

Wang Shaoyang blinked his eyes, looked up and down in shock, and then turned to look at the bald head: "Just now, your people didn't hit this guy's head, right?"

"No." The bald head sneered and shook his head.

"Then why has this guy been talking nonsense since just now?" Wang Shaoyang turned around and looked at Ye Chen again.

"I think," the bald man came over with a gun, "it's probably because this guy was frightened and imagined that he was some kind of powerful person, otherwise he wouldn't be able to say such stupid things."

"Don't you think so?" The bald head glanced at the people around him.

Everyone in the latter burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Brother Zhao is absolutely right. The way you look at this guy looks calm, but in fact he is confused." A subordinate pointed at Ye Chen.

"Boy, stop standing here and pretending. Don't tell me that Brother Zhao won't be fooled. You can't even fool us with your tricks."

"Hehehe, but no matter what, this kid is really funny."

These guys were taunting Ye Chen all the time, and the more they spoke, the more unpleasant they became.

But Ye Chen didn't bother to pay attention to them, and looked directly at the bald head again: "They call you Brother Zhao. I think you are different from that Wang Shaoyang. You should still have some brains."

"Think carefully about what I said. Don't wait until you regret it. Just like your young master, he died in an ugly way."

"Say that again!" Brother Zhao was furious and put the muzzle of his gun directly on Ye Chen's chin.

The veins on his forehead were like moving earthworms, his wide-open eyes were bloodshot, and his index finger was trembling, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

But he still held back forcefully and said through gritted teeth: "Asshole, don't think I dare not kill you."

"Now I will give you one last chance, kneel down and repent!"

"Otherwise I promise to pull the trigger immediately. I don't believe you are really not afraid of death."

Looking at the other party's ferocious eyes, Ye Chen actually laughed.

"It seems that you are no different from them. I really think highly of you."

"You're just another one," the corners of his mouth dropped, and he shook his head in disappointment, "you're just a brainless idiot."

"You are looking for death!" The bald head suddenly exerted force and hit Ye Chen in the abdomen with the butt of his gun.