The best miraculous doctor and son-in-law

"Rest?" Everyone looked at him like a fool.

"How on earth do you have such a big brain? You got here and you actually asked us to stop and rest." The head of the Zhao family was quite angry.

"What are you planning on?" Wang Zishan stared at him cautiously, "You just said that the main force of the government army is not here."

"With such an excellent opportunity, I'm afraid we can't listen to you." After the old guy finished speaking, he immediately led the people to rush forward.

"Hehehe..." Ye Chen smiled coldly.

Wang Zishan turned his head slightly, frowned, and said impatiently: "Why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at you for being too naive and too conceited." Ye Chen shook his head and found a place to sit down.

Wang Zishan's eyes widened with anger and he couldn't help but accuse loudly.

But Wen Bing raised his hand to stop him, and then walked to Ye Chen.

"Just tell them what your plans are and put them at ease."

Ye Chen shook his head and sighed: "At this point, we can only take one step and see one step. There is no plan at all."

"But if you rush forward directly now, you will only die. If you don't believe me, you can see clearly."

He raised his finger and looked through the swaying green leaves, staring at several towers outside the city.

Looking back, Wang Zishan curled his lips and said with a groan: "Give me an hour, and I can pull out these tower whistles."

"Yes, there are still us." Sun Liang also stood up.

Seeing how confident these guys were, Ye Chen laughed contemptuously.

"Take out these tower sentinels, and then what? Don't you have the confidence to break through the outer city defense behind you?"

"Even if the main force of the government army is not here, as long as they can't hold on, they can wait until the main force comes back."

"At that time, they can attack from both inside and outside. If you people fail to attack, you will definitely be seriously injured and your morale will be low."

"There is only a dead end over there." Ye Chen said as the smile on his face slowly disappeared and turned very serious.

Everyone looked at each other, the excitement in their hearts disappeared, and their faces became more and more gloomy.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Wen Bing squatted on one knee beside him and asked very anxiously.

"Negotiation." Ye Chen said lightly.

"Negotiation?" Sun Liang exclaimed.

Last night he just had the intention of negotiating, but in the end, he almost ended up confessing there.

He clenched his fists, his face turned red, and he resisted Ye Chen angrily: "If you don't have an idea, don't talk nonsense."

"There is no way to negotiate with those beasts."

Ye Chen raised his eyes and stared into his eyes: "Then do you have a better way?"

"I..." Sun Liang suddenly got stuck and couldn't speak for a long time.

The scene gradually became deserted.

Wen Bing was the first to react: "Okay, even if we negotiate as you say, we don't have much leverage."

Ye Chen sighed: "You should have heard of the Empty City Strategy."

"With the government forces' communication capabilities, people in this city must already know about the existence of the poisonous people, and they must find it very troublesome."

Wen Bing's frown relaxed: "Just use this as a bargaining chip? It seems like we can give it a try."

"Then what guarantees are required from the government forces?" she then asked.

Wang Zishan and others also approached one after another, staring closely at Ye Chen.

"That's something you have to consider. All I ask is that fraud and organ trafficking must be ended."

Hearing this, Wen Bing's face turned ugly.

The corners of Wang Zishan's mouth twitched a few times.

"This is simply impossible," Sun Liang snorted and shook his head, "This is equivalent to cutting off their financial path."

"Whether it's possible or not depends on your negotiation skills." Ye Chen said, lowering his head and patting the dust on his shoes, looking nonchalant.

"What do you mean? You want us to go, but what about you?" Wang Zishan clenched his fists, slightly angry.

Ye Chen continued to lower his head, arrange his shoes and clothes, and said slowly: "Of course I want to sit here."

"After all, as of now, whether you want it or not, I am the trump card in your hands."

"Do you just throw out the big and small kings when you play cards?" Ye Chen raised his head and glanced at him.

"You!" Wang Zishan took half a step forward, his chest bulging with anger.

But he had no words to refute, because Ye Chen was right.

Wen Bing thought for a moment and stood up immediately: "Ye Chen's plan is feasible. I will follow it. What about you?"

"Since the leader has made a decision, I will definitely follow him." Harvin walked to her side.

Wang Zishan, Sun Liang and the head of the Zhao family looked at each other, and in the end they could only nod reluctantly.

"Take a rest and tidy up your clothes. After all, we are going to negotiate. Don't let people think that big shots like you can't even afford good clothes." Ye Chen showed a smile.

Wang Zishan rolled his eyes, turned and walked towards his men.

The others also dispersed.

After more than ten minutes, Wen Bing walked away wearing new clothes, followed closely by Wang Zishan and four others, and ten of his subordinates.

"Ouch~" Ye Chen groaned, raising his arms and twisting his body.

He frowned slightly: "I've been exhausted these past few days."

He turned his head and waved to Harvin's men: "Hurry up and set up a tent for me. I have to sleep for a while."

"Can you still sleep at this time?"

"Of course," Ye Chen crossed his legs, "Hurry up and get ready, otherwise when your leader comes back, I will report you to him."

The people of the Black Tiger Organization had no choice but to do as they were told.

Ye Chen got into the tent and soon started snoring loudly.

People outside were too lazy to pay attention to him, and turned to look at the outskirts of Bido City, looking at the backs of Wen Bing and his group with great concern.

"Stop!" shouted, and six government soldiers with guns and ammunition jumped out.

Wen Bing raised his hands slightly and said without changing his face: "We are here to negotiate. Go and report quickly."

After a while, several soldiers moved away the spiked horses and allowed them to go in.

Bidu is an ancient city that even retains its thick walls.

Passing through the city gate, several black cars parked in front of them.

The entire city has been put under full martial law, and not a single person can be seen on the streets.

Several cars took Wen Bing and others all the way to the building in the city center.

After a set of body searches, two soldiers led them into the elevator.

The two soldiers who stayed on the first floor couldn't help but sneer.

"These guys are really brave. They dare to come in with only eleven subordinates."

"Oh, maybe they want to show that they are fearless, but when they see the commander-in-chief, they will definitely be scared to shit."

At this time, the elevator has reached the top floor.

A short, fat middle-aged man sat in a spacious office.

Pure wool red carpet covers the entire room, but the decoration in the room is extremely simple, with only wooden tables, chairs, and various cabinets.

I saw Wen Bing and others pushing the door open and walking in.

The middle-aged man immediately stood up with a smile: "Long time no see."

Wen Bing frowned inwardly, because as a substitute, she had never seen this man before.

She couldn't show it, so she could only put her hands behind her back and pretend to be cold: "No need to say these polite words, you know what I'm here to do."

The middle-aged man still kept a smile on his face and looked at Wang Zishan: "I've never met any of you."

As he spoke, he walked over and stretched out his right hand: "My name is Aung Lai Min. You must have heard of me."

Wang Zishan hesitated for a moment, then shook hands with the other party, and several others also briefly introduced themselves.

Everyone sat down, Aung Lai Min held his hands on the armrests, still smiling: "Although we are enemies now, I admire your courage."

"You dare to come to see me with ten guards, hahaha, no one has been so bold before."

"Wen Bing, when you came here before, you had to bring dozens of people with you."

"Humph, I don't need to bring so many people now, because we have already surrounded this place, but your main force is not here." Wen Bing didn't want to talk about the past with him, otherwise the secret would be exposed, so he went straight to the topic .

However, Aung Lai Min did not answer the question and continued to talk about the past things to himself.

At the same time, a large number of soldiers appeared in the corridor outside, each holding a weapon, and murderous intent filled the entire corridor.

The leader was a masked man: "Are you sure they are all inside?"

"Yes."

"Okay, get ready to take action. Remember, no fire is allowed or the commander is hurt." The masked man waved his hand forward.

Everyone immediately stepped forward, banged open the door, and swarmed in.

After the last person entered the house, a figure slowly appeared in the corridor.

It was Ye Chen.

He had a tent set up for him and pretended to sleep, so that he could stay out of everyone's sight.

Then he sneakily caught up with Wen Bing and others, and came in together with the ten-person escort team.

At this moment, his steps were silent, and he walked quietly to the door of the conference room, and slowly looked inside.