Supreme Medicinal God

Chapter 227: Your threats are bullshit

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"No! Brother Jiang and I are brothers in life and death, how could I possibly harm him!"

Xie Feiyue shook his head like a rattle and said in a firm tone.

Brothers in life and death...

Ye Feng was speechless for a while, and said contemptuously: "Yuxin's father has a life and death brother like you, it's really unlucky for eight lifetimes."

"Whether you believe it or not, Brother Jiang's death has nothing to do with me!"

Xie Feiyue was very tough. He answered with his neck stiff, looking angry as if he had been humiliated.

"Then Zhou Hui just said that his master did something for you. What did he do for you?"

Ye Feng didn't buy Xie Feiyue's talk at all. He crossed his legs and continued to interrogate him.

"He helped me kill a business rival..."

Xie Feiyue began to panic, but soon regained his composure, then sneered and said, "Let me remind you that killing Zhou Hui is not a wise thing for you. The power of Tianquan Sect is beyond your imagination, and Zhou Hui's master Chen Wu is also famous for protecting his shortcomings...

"If he knew that you killed Zhou Hui, not only your life, but also Jiang Yixue, Jiang Yuxin, and everyone around you would be dead!"

"Are you threatening me?"

Ye Feng's expression turned cold, he grabbed Xie Feiyue's neck and lifted him up.

"I'm just threatening you, so what..."

Xie Feiyue struggled.

It was by chance that he came into contact with Chen Wu, and then he learned that there was such a group of powerful people in this world.

When Chen Wu brought Zhou Hui to him, he told him to treat Zhou Hui like his own son.

Now that Zhou Hui is dead, he can imagine how angry Chen Wu will be when he learns the news.

boom!

But before Xie Feiyue could finish his words, Ye Feng punched him in the mouth, knocking the rest of the words back into his stomach.

"Maybe you don't know, but the thing I'm least afraid of is threats. Your threats are worthless!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly, grabbed Xie Feiyue and threw him to the ground, then said in a cold voice: "Tell me clearly what the strength of Tianquan Sect is."

The lecherous old man once told Ye Feng that ancient warriors, like ancient doctors, attached great importance to inheritance.

Even if he is their biological son, if he does not have the talent for martial arts or medicine, his status in their hearts may not be as high as that of their direct disciple.

Killing the younger one and causing trouble for the older one is indeed a trouble.

"I don't know exactly where the Tianquan Sect is or how many people there are. Chen Wu never told me. But once when he was drunk, he let slip that there were more than a dozen Xuan-level masters in the Tianquan Sect and two Di-level masters. And after Zhou Hui came, he also said that Chen Wu's current strength has reached the perfection of the Huang-level, and he is in seclusion to seek a breakthrough to the Xuan-level!"

Xie Feiyue covered his mouth and laughed hideously with air leaking out.

Xuan level master!

Ye Feng couldn't help but frown.

Judging from Zhou Hui's strength, the strength of a Xuan-level master is probably not ordinary.

"You can consider letting me go. If you let me go, I can help you hide the news of Zhou Hui's death and buy you time to escape with Jiang Yixue and the others."

Seeing Ye Feng's expression, Xie Feiyue twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"You helped me hide it? Wouldn't it be better if I killed you and it would be over once and for all..." Ye Feng smiled coldly, playfully.

"I said that the Tianquan Sect is very powerful."

Xie Feiyue smiled and said, "Moreover, Chen Wu calls me every half a month to ask about Zhou Hui. If I don't answer the phone, do you think he will guess that something is wrong? Once he comes to Beijing, do you think you can hide?"

Ye Feng's face darkened slightly. With advanced technology nowadays, if the Tianquan Sect had the strength, it would not be difficult for Chen Wu to find him.

He was not afraid of Chen Wu, but he was afraid of Jiang Yixue and Jiang Yuxin.

"Think about it carefully. 20 million is not a small sum. It is enough for you to live a life of luxury and debauchery anywhere. Why don't we do a deal and you take the money and leave. Then you will have a free and easy life..."

Seeing this, Xie Feiyue thought that Ye Feng was frightened and continued to threaten him hurriedly.

Snapped!

But before he could finish his words, Ye Feng slapped him in the face again, his face full of disdain and contempt -

"It's just the Tianquan Sect, it's nothing, how dare you use it to threaten me? If there's one I'll kill one, if there's two I'll kill a pair!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng raised his hand, and a strange-looking insect that looked like a miniature version of a silkworm fell on Xie Feiyue's chest.

"You think you can scare me with this?"

Seeing this, Xie Feiyue couldn't help but laugh, thinking that Ye Feng was scared silly by him.

But before he could finish his words, he was stunned first.

Because he saw that after the insect crawled onto his chest, its tiny body was like a drill, instantly drilling through his clothes and then biting into his flesh.

In just a moment, he felt a burning pain that instantly spread to every part of his body.

That kind of pain seemed to penetrate into the deepest part of his soul, making him feel that dying by banging his head against a wall might be more comfortable than living.

"What did you get me?"

Xie Feiyue's gums were trembling. He endured the pain and looked at Ye Feng with a trembling mouth.

"It's no big deal, it's just a small bug. If you don't take it out, you'll have a minor pain every three days and a major pain every seven days."

Ye Feng patted his face with a smile, and said playfully: "How is it? Does this little pain taste good?"

If this is just a minor pain, what would a major pain be like

Xie Feiyue was almost going crazy. He kept tearing at the wound on his chest caused by the silkworm bite, trying desperately to squeeze it out.

But unfortunately, apart from a few bloody scratches on the chest, the silkworm Gu had disappeared.

But the pain still showed no signs of stopping. He rolled on the ground in pain, scratching his body with his hands.

After waiting for three or four minutes, until Xie Feiyue was about to pass out, Ye Feng pressed a few acupuncture points on him, sealed the silkworm Gu, and jokingly asked: "How have you considered it now? Do you want to tell Chen Wu?"

"No, I won't tell you even if you kill me..."

Xie Feiyue shook his head like a rattle.

"This is a good grandson..."

Ye Feng patted Xie Feiyue's face, then said with a smile: "But you haven't finished your words yet. What does Yi Xue's father's matter have to do with you?"

"I said, Brother Jiang's death really has nothing to do with me!" Xie Feiyue hurriedly shook his head.

"Not honest..."

Ye Feng sighed, then untied an acupuncture point to allow the pain of the silkworm Gu to continue to spread.

After just a moment, Xie Feiyue let out a series of screams like a pig being slaughtered.

In order to avoid disturbing the outside world, Ye Feng sealed his mute point, then crossed his legs and leaned comfortably on the sofa, watching Xie Feiyue's silent performance as if watching a pantomime.

"Will you tell me?"

After waiting for five minutes, Ye Feng untied Xie Feiyue's mute point and said in a cold voice.

"I didn't do..."

Xie Feiyue was very stubborn and kept shaking his head.

Seeing that determined look, Ye Feng almost began to doubt whether this guy had anything to do with the death of Jiang Yixue's father.

But this doubt only lasted for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face.

Because he saw something very wrong in Xie Feiyue's eyes.