The best miraculous doctor and son-in-law

"You?" Wang Zishan screamed.

"Why are you here?" Harvin also stood up with a cry and stepped back involuntarily.

He lowered his head and took out his phone, looking at the empty screen in disbelief.

Ye Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I didn't misjudge you, you are very cunning."

"I was prepared for everything and sent someone to monitor me before I came in. It was really smart."

The corner of Harwin's mouth twitched, and he couldn't hold the phone steady, and it dropped to the ground with a bang.

"Ye Chen," Sun Liang stood up, "Don't think you are great. Open your dog eyes and see clearly. This is the commander-in-chief. It would be easy to kill you."

Ye Chen ignored him and moved his gaze downwards, just in time to meet Wen Bing's gaze.

Wen Bing couldn't help but shed two lines of hot tears and choked with sobs: "You, I knew you would come."

"You are too incompetent to deal with such a few wastes."

Wen Bing smiled bitterly: "Isn't this still you?"

Ye Chen looked at the pen in Mr. Zhao's hand, and then at the two wounds on Wen Bing's chest.

"They will die under this pen." He said extremely flatly.

Wen Bing closed his eyes and nodded: "Thank you."

The head of the Zhao family suddenly stood up, holding the pen and waving it vigorously: "Stop talking big words, you try to move, the commander-in-chief can make you die without a burial place."

"Really?" Ye Chen's mouth moved slightly.

Then he motioned them to look back with his eyes.

The head of the Zhao family slowly turned back in confusion, and Harvin and others also turned around mechanically.

At one glance, they were stunned on the spot.

There was nothing behind him, and Aung Lai Min had disappeared.

Even the masked man has disappeared.

It turned out that the moment Ye Chen appeared, Ang Laimin immediately asked the masked man to escort him away from the secret passage on the wall.

As the commander-in-chief of the government forces, Aung Lai Min obviously knew more information.

He deeply understood that as long as Ye Chen appeared, he had only one choice, and that was to escape.

Ye Chen was obviously not in a hurry to chase him, but paced slowly to the side.

Hearing the footsteps, Harvin was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped over and stepped back step by step. He kept looking at the door from the corner of his eye.

Ye Chen walked to the table, took out his mobile phone and put it on the table. While rolling up his sleeves, he said slowly: "What kind of death do you want?"

"You dare to kill me." Although Wang Zishan was frightened, his mind was still running, and he understood that the only way at the moment was to bluff.

"The main force of the government troops led by the commander-in-chief is already on the way back."

"And we have surrendered to the commander-in-chief. If you dare to lay a finger on us, you will be shot to pieces."

Ye Chen put on a hesitant expression, thought for a while and then said: "It's not a good idea to use these words as last words. Please try another one."

Wang Zishan was stunned immediately.

He thought that his bluff might be useless, but he didn't expect that the other party wouldn't listen at all.

At this moment, Harvin suddenly shouted: "Kill him!"

I saw a figure suddenly emerge from behind Ye Chen, holding a very short dagger in his hand, and suddenly stabbed Ye Chen in the back of the head.

This person is Harvin's subordinate among the ten bodyguards.

Taking advantage of the conversation between Ye Chen and Wang Zishan just now, Harvin kept winking at this subordinate and finally seized the opportunity to make a sneak attack.

In the flash of lightning, Ye Chen's figure suddenly blurred.

I saw the man who was attacking from behind jumped into the air, staggered forward a few steps, holding the knife in a daze.

"Huh?" Harvin's eyes widened in shock.

"This..." Wang Zishan was stunned, looking around in confusion and shock.

"Where are the people?" Patriarch Zhao couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Stop talking nonsense, stay together, don't let him sneak attack." Sun Liang shouted loudly.

The three people quickly stood back to back.

Wang Zishan turned around and shouted: "Halvin, hurry up..."

Before he finished speaking, he froze on the spot.

I saw that Harvin had disappeared, and when I looked again, I saw that this guy had already run to the door, with three of his men following him.

"You bastard, come back here." Veins bulged in the Zhao family's neck as he roared angrily.

Harvin rushed out without looking back.

The next second, only a small banging sound was heard outside, and then he flew back.

He smashed the solid wood table next to him with a click. He covered his chest, opened his mouth wide, and breathed hard.

Wang Zishan's head was covered in cold sweat, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he mechanically turned his head to look at the door.

I saw Ye Chen walking in slowly, still holding the hair of the two people in his hand, obviously out of breath.

He looked at Harvin's last subordinate: "Should you go in by yourself, or should I help you?"

The man's legs were so frightened that his legs became weak, and his pants were suddenly soaked. He knelt down and kowtowed without hesitation, and said these words of begging for mercy inarticulately.

"It seems you don't want to go in by yourself." Ye Chen put down the two people in his hands.

The guy who was kowtowing was suddenly stunned and quickly raised his head to ask for mercy.

But the next second, his whole body trembled, his pupils slowly dilated, and blood slowly seeped out from the depths of his purple pupils, staining his two eyeballs red.

If you look closely, two silver needles have penetrated into the eye socket bone and directly blasted out two cavities in his brain.

As he fell heavily to the ground, Ye Chen stepped over the body and walked into the house.

"You can't survive this little injury. If you want to take revenge, get up quickly."

Wen Bing stood up with difficulty, staring at the four people like an angry tigress.

She walked over and picked up the ballpoint pen on the ground.

Sun Liang quickly begged for mercy: "No, I didn't do it."

"It's him!" He actually pushed the Zhao family leader in front of him.

"You..." Before the head of the Zhao family could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a dark shadow rushing towards him.

Wen Bing was so fast that he directly inserted the ballpoint pen into the Zhao family's chin, and then pushed it upward with force.

"Uh-" Mr. Zhao's throat was hoarse, but he couldn't say a word.

He could clearly feel that his brain stem was stabbed, and then he stopped breathing and fell to the ground with a thud.

"I'll fight with you!" Wang Zishan picked up a piece of splintered wood on the ground and swung it towards Wen Bing's head.

At this time, Wen Bing's strength had not recovered at all and he had no time to dodge.

At the critical moment, Ye Chen slightly bent his fingers, and a silver needle instantly sank into the crook of Wang Zishan's leg.

I saw this old guy kneeling down on one knee with a clang.

Wen Bing rounded his arms and pierced his temples directly.

Wang Zishan's eyes moved, filled with deep reluctance, but his body was out of control, and he fell to his knees on his back, and lost his breath for a moment.

"Wen... Chief," Sun Liang knelt on the ground, rubbing his hands with a smile on his face, "I just had no choice but to kill me. I can do a lot of things for you."

"only you……"

Before he could finish his words, Wen Bing kicked him in the crotch.

"You disgusting thing, how dare you sit on me, go to hell!" Wen Bing's eyes were like daggers, and he kicked his neck again.

The clicking sound was particularly clear, and Sun Liang's head hung on his shoulders at a strange angle.

Roughly dressed, Wen Bing looked at Harvin.

The latter twisted his body hard, trying to get up but had no strength.

"You deserve the most damn!" Wen Bingwei screamed and pounced on him.

But at this moment, Harvin suddenly picked up a wooden thorn and stabbed Wen Bing directly in the chest.

Snapped! A big hand grasped Harvin's wrist.

Cold sweat broke out on the tip of Wen Bing's nose, and her eyes moved down, only to see that the wooden thorn had pierced her skin. If it was even closer, she would have to explain it here.

She looked up and saw that it was Ye Chen who saved her.

Her eyes instantly softened: "You saved my life again."

"Stop talking and take action." Ye Chen's face was expressionless.

Wen Bing snatched the wooden thorn from Harvin's hand, turned it around and stabbed it into his chest with a pop.

Harvin opened his mouth wide, and his whole body reflexed, shaking for a few seconds, and then completely stopped moving.