Miss's number one doctor

"Father, I can't be beaten for nothing, can I?"

Wang Zihao's complexion changed slightly, and he said unwillingly: "Even if that guy cured Fang Tianhai, so what? We just need to keep it a little more secretive, isn't that all right?"

He naturally knew what his father Wang Batian was afraid of, but he still didn't want to let Su Fan go easily.

Hearing this, Wang Tianba's eyes turned cold.

"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge this revenge for you, so you can take care of your wounds."

The Fang family is stronger than the Wang family, but that doesn't mean he will let Su Fan go.

It's just that Wang Tianba will be more careful and get rid of Su Fan without anyone noticing.

As long as there is no evidence at that time, I believe Fang Tianhai will not be able to do anything to the Wang family.

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

Seeing that his father did not flinch, Wang Zihao's face was full of joy.

After leaving the room, Wang Tianba turned back to his study.


It's not easy to get rid of Su Fan quietly.

He has to entrust this matter to the person he trusts the most, so that he can rest assured.

"Old Wei."

After sitting on the sofa and meditating for a long time, Wang Tianba yelled into the air.

In the next second, a black shadow appeared in front of Wang Tianba out of thin air.

"Patriarch, what is your order?"

This rickety old man is none other than Wei Jun, the number one master of the Wang family.

Wang Tianba looked at Wei Jun and said coldly, "Go and help me bring Su Fan's head back."

"Yes, Patriarch." Wei Jun responded, and was about to leave when Wang Tianba's voice sounded again.

"Remember, do it cleanly and don't leave any traces."

Wei Jun nodded slightly, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

Wang Tianba narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Su Fan, even if you are the Fang family's benefactor, you will surely die!"

Wei Jun is in the late stage of the innate warrior, only half a step away from the peak of the innate warrior.

Naturally, it was more than enough to deal with Su Fan, who was a mid-term innate warrior.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao's Manor.

"Patriarch Zheng, didn't you say that the master has already made a move? Why is there no news yet?"

In the living room, Huang Yifan looked at Zheng Zhimin opposite, with a gloomy expression.

Ever since he went back that day, he felt something was wrong, and felt that Zheng Zhimin might have lied to him.

How could it be possible to ask for a sky-high price of [-] million yuan for a late-stage innate warrior.

At the beginning, I wanted to kill Su Fan so much, so I transferred [-] million to Zheng Zhimin on impulse.

Afterwards, the more Huang Yifan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he felt that it was absolutely impossible to hire that expert to spend [-] million, and it might even be only [-] million.

If this was the case, wouldn't he have been taken advantage of? Zheng Zhimin probably didn't pay a penny.

If Huang Yifan knew that Zheng Zhimin not only didn't pay a penny, but also made him an extra [-] million yuan, he would probably be pissed to death.

Facing the questioning, Zheng Zhimin's face was also a little ugly.

"Young Master Huang, the assassination failed. The strong man next to Su Fan is too terrifying."

"The two late-stage innate warriors I invited failed to kill Su Fan."

He knew that there was no way to hide this matter, so he could only tell the truth.

"What? The assassination failed?"

Huang Yifan bounced off the sofa in an instant as if his tail had been stepped on.

If the assassination failed, wouldn't that mean that all his [-] million yuan was in vain?

Seeing Huang Yifan so excited, Zheng Zhimin's tone was a little low.

"Young Master Huang, I didn't expect the man in black next to Su Fan to be so powerful. It was my mistake."

To be honest, the failure of the assassination of the two Tang Long brothers was beyond his expectation.

Zheng Zhimin originally thought that Su Fan would definitely die this time, but unexpectedly, he still failed to kill him.

"Mistake? Do you think a single misstep is enough?"

Huang Yifan was extremely excited, and said angrily: "I spent a total of [-] million yuan, you must give me an explanation today!"

He paid a total of [-] million, but failed to kill Su Fan. This blow was indeed too great.

Hearing this, Zheng Zhimin frowned slightly, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Young Master Huang, you were the one who came here to seek cooperation."

"Since it is an assassination, there are only two outcomes, either success or failure."

"Besides, you gave all your money to those two masters. What do you want from me? I paid [-] million!"

A brat dares to yell in front of him, do you really think he has no temper?

Seeing Zheng Zhimin's tough attitude, Huang Yifan felt that he should not have cooperated with Zheng Zhimin in the first place.

"Patriarch Zheng, patted his chest and said that he would definitely kill Su Fan, that's why I transferred [-] million to you."

"What? Now when the upper lip touches the lower lip, you want to go back and forth?"

He remembered that he asked more than once, and every time Zheng Zhimin told him with a confident face that there was absolutely no problem.

Zheng Zhimin looked up at Huang Yifan, and said coldly: "Young Master Huang, what do you want to explain now? Just say it?"

"Nothing else, just give me back my [-] million yuan." Huang Yifan said without doubt.

No matter what he wants today, he wants the [-] million back.

Hearing this, Zheng Zhimin's face was full of mockery, "What if I don't give it?"

Now that his face has been torn, he will naturally not be polite.

"No? Then don't blame me for being rude!"

As soon as Huang Yifan finished speaking, dozens of men in black rushed in from outside and surrounded Zheng Zhimin.

When he learned that Su Fan was still alive, he already knew that the assassination failed, so he was already prepared.

Zheng Zhimin glanced at the men in black around him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It seems that Young Master Huang came prepared today, what a surprise!"

Huang Yifan pointed to Zheng Zhimin's nose, a little impatiently.

"Zheng Zhimin, hurry up and return my [-] million yuan, or I will really get rough!"

He came to Zhao's Manor today to ask for his [-] million yuan. If he didn't get the money, he would not leave easily.

Zheng Zhimin shook his head, and said darkly: "Huang Yifan, don't forget, this is the Zhao family, and you won't be allowed to be presumptuous!"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of bodyguards in black suddenly poured out from the dark place, and immediately fought with the man in black brought by Huang Yifan.

Seeing this scene, Huang Yifan's complexion changed slightly, only then did he realize that he still underestimated Zheng Zhimin.

The black-clothed men he brought were not weak, but the number was too small, and they were all eliminated by the Zheng family's black-clothed bodyguards within a few minutes.

"Huang Yifan, when I was running around the world, you were still wearing crotch pants!"

Zheng Zhimin glanced at Huang Yifan, and said with disdain: "It's really ignorant to play this game with me!"

Let alone Huang Yifan, even if Huang Yunfeng came, he was still not afraid.

Huang Yifan frowned slightly, and said, "Zheng Zhimin, I don't want the [-] million, can you let me and these subordinates go?"

A man can bend and stretch, the most urgent thing is to leave the Zhao family first.