Chapter 50: Multi-functional Bodyguard!

  In about five minutes, a visible white mist was swirling among the six silver needles inserted into Lin Ziyu's cramp position, and she was shivering with cold.

  It will be fine soon, just bear with it a bit.

  Ye Shengfeng saw that all the icy spirits had gathered together and began to uproot them, directly absorbing them into his own body.

  This is a treasure for cultivating ice spirit power, and even if there isn't much of it, Ye Chengfeng won't let it go.

  It was Lin Ziwai who had been troubled by this icy spirit for many years because of her ordinary human relationship.

  If it were a cultivator, it would be a great joy instead.

  Just as the icy spiritual energy entered his body, Ye Chengfeng quickly circulated the spiritual power inside his body and temporarily sealed this icy spiritual energy.

  After doing all that, Ye Chengfeng finally replaced the silver needle for Lin Ziyu: "President Lin, it's already been treated, I guarantee this cramp won't happen again."

  "I think so too."

  Lin Ziwei nodded and let out a long sigh of relief.

  Just now, she clearly felt that Ye Chengfeng had extracted the extremely cold air from her body, making her feel comfortable all over.

  For a moment, this made her reevaluate Ye Shengfeng once again.

  For the leg cramps, Lin Ziwu had also seen many doctors, but none of them could find out the real cause of the illness, let alone treat it. Most of them just casually prescribed her some calcium supplements and told her to strengthen her physical exercise.

  But the condition of cramps is still going on as usual.

  Today, she met Ye Shengfeng. Although he hadn't undergone a thorough examination after curing her illness and it was unclear whether she had fully recovered, Lin Ziwu could sense that Ye Shengfeng was indeed an exceptionally skilled doctor.

  Even in secret, Lin Ziwai felt that those old-generation Qigong masters of Apricot Grove Country were not necessarily better than Ye Chengfeng.

  "Director Lin, you don't have to look at me like that, do you?"

  Ye rode the wind and retrieved the silver needle, wiping his hand and saying: "Although I've cured that crampy disease that's been bothering you for years, don't worry, I won't take advantage of you or make you do anything, nor will I let you repay me with your body."

  Although he said so, his tone was actually eager for Lin Ziwu to surrender herself to him.

  This made Lin Ziwie, who was originally grateful for his cure of her cramps, suddenly become furious and scolded him: "You're too self-absorbed! You just know a little bit of broken medical skills!"

  "Alright alright alright, it's a broken medical skill, I'm out of here."

  Ye Sheng's mouth twitched as he thought of that fake Jiang Jian, and he didn't have the mood to stay with Lin Ziyu any longer.

  "Wait."

  Lin Ziwei, however, hastily called him back and twisted and turned for a while before blushing and saying: "Thank you very much today. If I ever come to my senses, I might hire you as my personal bodyguard at a high salary."

  In her opinion, having a personal bodyguard who can fight, drive and even treat illnesses is undoubtedly very convenient, it's simply multi-functional.

  "Haha, then thank you, Director Lin."

  Ye Sheng's face lit up with joy as he laughed heartily.

  If it were an ordinary day, he would probably have lingered at Lin Ziwai's place for half a day.

  But today is different, since Lin's group has mixed in with a suspicious foreigner who seems to be a Japanese spy, Ye Chengfeng naturally can't remain calm.

  Otherwise, his reputation in this life would be ruined by those villains?

  "Yè Shǒu Zhǎng, Lín Shì Jítuán de hòu de fèiqì cāngkù, nǐ lái yī xià."

  Translation: "Ye Shou Zhang, the abandoned warehouse behind Lin's Group, come over here."

  Yan Yiyue's efficiency in handling matters was indeed extraordinary.

  Just as Ye Chengfeng was about to take out his phone to ask about the situation, he received a call from Yan Yiyue and hurried over.

  All he saw was the fake Jiang Jian, who had been dressed in a suit and leather shoes earlier, now lying on the ground with injuries all over his body. His cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, and his mask and wig were crumpled into a ball and thrown to the ground, revealing a bald head and an ugly face full of scars.

  Even Chiang's fake leather shoes were taken off, and one of the insoles was lying askew inside.

  "You... didn't just pull him out directly, did you?"

  Ye Chengfeng's mouth twitched violently as he watched, thinking that Yan Yimonth seemed gentle in front of him, but unexpectedly was quite violent.

  "That didn't happen, I had someone pass a message to him saying there was a friend at the door looking for him, and he came out obediently."

  Yan Wei Yue had an 'I am very gentle' demeanor.

  "What's going on?"

  "Not for now, this guy is very stubborn."

  Yan Wei Yue's face turned red with rage as she stood with her hands on her hips: "I was just about to give him another beating."

  "If you keep hitting like this, you'll definitely end up hanging."

  Ye Chengfeng waved his hand to stop, slightly scrutinizing the fake Jiang Jian: "I didn't expect it to be so carefully disguised, not just the appearance and hairstyle, but even the height is done so well... I don't know if there are any similar people in the Lin Group."

  "This is exactly what I was worried about."

  Yan Wei Yue nodded: "Lin Ziwei is just an ordinary person, how can she compare to your sharp eyes and keen intuition? If the other party really starts taking action, the consequences would be unthinkable."

  "Now that I've discovered them, does Little Moon think they still have a chance with the Lin Group?"

  Ye Chengfeng revealed a cold smile with a hint of self-satisfaction, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

  However, interrogating the fake Jiang Jian is also an urgent matter at hand.

  Only by getting to the bottom of these people's secrets can we catch them all at once!

  After a flash of inspiration, Ye Chengfeng directly handed over the instrument similar to a mobile phone in Yan Yimonth's hand, lightly opened it, and called out the video taken by the surveillance camera near Lin Ziyu's villa, where several suspected Japanese special agents were seen lurking around, and showed it to fake Jiang Jian.

  "You have two options: speak up or don't, but either way, the outcome is the same for me."

  After Ye finished playing the surveillance video, he said to the fake Jiang Jian: "In our Huaxia, there is a very ancient and mysterious interrogation method called soul searching technique."

  "It can, without the other party's consent, forcibly plunder the memories in the other party's mind. However, this method has a not-so-good side effect, which is that if it goes wrong, it will directly turn the person being operated on into an idiot. Are you sure you want to try our Soul Searching Technique?"

  This is no lie of Ye Shengfeng.

  As a cultivator, he indeed knew the Soul Searching Technique, but his current strength had yet to reach the level where he could use it with ease, so it was quite troublesome.

  Otherwise, he wouldn't waste his breath talking so much and would have attacked directly.

  "Who's fooling whom?"

  Jiang Jianyi looked like he would rather die than believe it.

  My heart is willing, but I'm a little apprehensive nonetheless.

  Facing Yan Wei Yue is still okay, at most it's just a beating.

  It seemed that being beaten was probably the lightest form of coercion when facing this guy wearing the Lin Group's security uniform.

  "Well then, let's have you experience what it feels like before the treatment."

  Ye Shengfeng was indeed astonished. Fei Kuai transmitted his voice to him, saying: "How do you feel now? I haven't opened my mouth to speak, but you can hear my voice, as if I'm already in your mind."

  “……”

  Although it was just an ordinary Sound Transmission Technique, any ancient martial artist who had reached a certain level of power would be able to do so.

  But this fake Jiang Jian, obviously had never experienced it before, and was so shocked that he stared blankly and shouted in surprise: "No way! Absolutely cannot forcibly rob my memories!"

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