Physician Huhua

Chapter 50 Zhang Yiyuan returns to Beijing

In the quiet backyard of Rongguang Clubhouse in Beijing, an old man with a white face was supported by two big men and entered the gate of the backyard.

In the bamboo pavilion in the backyard, a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes sat at a stone table, quietly drinking to himself, ignoring the old man who was being helped to walk in front of him.

There was a hint of bitterness on the white waxy face of the old man. He knew that he might not be able to step in here after today.

The Rongguang clubhouse, which means glory and brilliance, has a great reputation in the circle of celebrities in the capital gathered in the big and small clubhouses.

You must know that this clubhouse is owned by the Bai family, one of the four major families in the capital. Anyone who can enter the backyard can be regarded as one of the backbone elites of the Bai family. Whether it is in the officialdom, the army, or in the shopping malls, they will be able to enjoy themselves in both directions. It can be seen how profound the Bai family's means and background are.

People who practice martial arts, learn the arts and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family.The old man has always been proud of being able to step here when he was 46 years old. Over the years, he has traveled to dozens of cities and worked hard for his status in the Bai family. A shocking event, but luckily nothing went wrong.

To make a living in a big family, what is important is not how to be dazzling, but to learn to hide your strength and bide your time. Your master is someone who knows how to hide your strength and bide your time.

It's a pity, it's a pity that this trip to Haicheng not only failed to complete the task, but suffered heavy losses.

Thinking of the scene when he fled back to the capital in desperation, the hatred in the old man's heart became more and more intense, and his whole body trembled faintly because of anger or pain.

There was a soft bang.

The man sitting at the stone table slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked at the old man outside the stone pavilion with piercing starry eyes.

"Zhang Yiyuan, how is the matter in Haicheng going?" The man asked lightly, but his tone was filled with endless sense of majesty, making one feel the urge to submit.

The old man was Zhang Yiyuan who fled back to the capital after being seriously injured by Lin Tian in Haicheng. At this time, he lowered his head, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the trembling all over his body intensified a bit.

"Huh?" The man looked at Zhang Yiyuan suspiciously, got up and stepped over to Zhang Yiyuan's side, raised his hand and grabbed his wrist to feel his pulse.

"Young master..." Zhang Yiyuan shouted in fear and embarrassment.

The man let go of his hand, squinted his eyes slightly to look at Zhang Yiyuan, and asked lightly: "Can someone in Haicheng hurt you so badly?"

Zhang Yiyuan couldn't hear the suspicion in the young master's tone, he nodded tremblingly and said: "Indeed, the injury was indeed in Haicheng."

"Which faction is it?" The man stared at Zhang Yiyuan and asked.

Zhang Yiyuan was left speechless by the question, and he didn't know which faction Lin Tian belonged to.

"do not know?"

"Young master, this is what happened..." Zhang Yiyuan raised his hand with difficulty to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and briefly described to the man how he was injured in Haicheng.

After the man finished listening, there was not much expression on his face, and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

boom……

The window of a wing room in the backyard suddenly opened, and a person jumped out of it. The person was extremely fast, and appeared behind the man in the blink of an eye.

The person who came was a man with a height of about 1.7 meters and a treacherous face. His figure was a little thin, but his exposed muscles were full of explosive power.

Zhang Yiyuan didn't understand the man's purpose of calling for someone, so his heart suddenly picked up.

As for his master, he is well aware of how ruthless this seemingly indifferent and calm person is. Over the years, because of his greed, he has sent countless gangs, large and small, to hell. The underground turmoil in dozens of cities It all comes from this guy...

"In three days' time, you take A Zhuo to Haicheng to meet the master you mentioned. After finishing this matter, you can rest in the nursing home." The man told Zhang Yiyuan.

"Alright, alright young master!" Zhang Yiyuan heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly responded.

The man nodded, and said to Zhuo Feng who was behind him: "A Zhuo, after seeing that master, it would be best if you can pull him to use for me. If you can't, then kill him immediately!"

"Don't worry, young master." Zhuo Feng said with a smile on his face.

"Take him to a nursing home for three days!" The man ordered the two bodyguards who were supporting Zhang Yiyuan.

The bodyguard took the order and immediately led Zhang Yiyuan out of the backyard.

After the three of them disappeared at the gate of the courtyard, a wise look flashed in the man's starry eyes, and he turned his head to Zhuo Feng who was fooling around and said, "A Zhuo, how credible do you think Zhang Yiyuan's words are?"

"Zhang Yiyuan has been with the young master for so many years, so it should be credible." Zhuo Feng pondered for a while and said, he didn't want to say anything more, the most taboo to make a living in a big family is to talk about other people in the face of the master.

The man looked into the distance and muttered to himself, "I heard that Qiu Xueyan is in Haicheng recently?"

"According to the people below, they just passed through Haicheng." Zhuo Feng said uncertainly.

"Qiu Xueyan arrived in Haicheng yesterday, right?" the man said indifferently.

"Yeah!" Zhuo Feng nodded with a gloomy face, and then he thought of why the young master brought up Qiu Xueyan, and said in surprise: "Young master, you mean that Zhang Yiyuan might have been seriously injured by Qiu Xueyan?"

The man shook his head and said, "It's hard to say!"

As the man's voice fell to the ground, Shi Ting fell into silence.

After a while, the man asked lightly: "Do you know why I asked you to leave for Haicheng in three days?"

Zhuo Feng shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

"How many big and small things does Dragon Soul have every day? Qiu Xueyan will not stay in a small Haicheng for three days. Although some characters in Haicheng are worthy of her close attention, they are just watching closely. Three days later , you should not encounter Qiu Xueyan when you go to Haicheng, as long as she is not there, there should be no one in Haicheng who will be your opponent."

"What about the master who injured Zhang Yiyuan?" Zhuo Feng asked.

"The internal force hurts the heart. With your mysterious strength, it is not difficult to kill that master." The man said.

Zhuo Feng nodded. He has already advanced to the Xuan level, and his strength has doubled. People of Zhang Yiyuan's level are called masters by ordinary people, but in his eyes, they can be wiped out without much effort.

"Zhang Yiyuan is getting old, and he no longer has the aggressiveness he used to have..." the man said with some regret.

"Well, that's why the young master arranged for him to go to the nursing home to rest after he came back?"

The corner of the man's mouth curled up slightly, showing a sneer, and he took a piece of paper from the stone table with his backhand and handed it to Zhuo Feng.

Zhuo Feng glanced at the above content, and his treacherous face became serious.

"Zhang Yiyuan's tail is too big, it's a heavy burden, and this matter needs a person to end it!" The man said unhurriedly.

"Young master means..." Zhuo Feng seemed to understand the man's meaning, and waved his hand in a gesture of obliteration.

The man looked at Zhuo Feng appreciatively, "Other than that, is there a better way to end it?"

Zhuo Feng pondered for a while, but finally shook his head.

The information written on the paper was already very serious. A dozen bodyguards brought by Zhang Yiyuan had been arrested by the Haicheng Public Security Bureau, and guns were also found.The life and death of these people is not important, what is important is the source of the gun.

Once this matter becomes serious, Zhang Yiyuan will be found out sooner or later. At that time, the young master will also be affected. Although these guns cannot affect the entire Bai family, they will not be good for the young master in the future.

"How to deal with those people in that situation? Shall they be wiped out together?" Zhuo Feng said viciously.

The man waved his hand, "Those people don't know Zhang Yiyuan's true identity. If we kill them, this matter will not end, but will intensify, and finally catch fire. Don't forget, the dragon soul is not only Qiu Xueyan."

Zhuo Feng nodded vigorously and said, "Understood, young master."

"Go on, prepare to leave for Haicheng in three days."

"Yes!" After Zhuo Feng finished speaking, he turned around and quickly disappeared, coming and going silently like a shadow.

The man looked into the distance, let out a long breath, and muttered to himself: "If you make a careless move, you will lose everything. It's a pity that you have been hiding your strengths and biding your time for more than 20 years. Poor, poor..."

*** ***

In Xie Changhe's home in Yujingwan District, Haicheng, the burly Long Han sat carelessly on the sofa in the lobby.

Xie Changhe sat across from Long Han, smoking continuously, the ashtray in front of him was already full of cigarette butts.

"Old Xie, are you sitting upright on the sofa smoking and holding your fart?" Long Han grabbed a bunch of grapes, ate up the grapes in a few strokes, and threw the handles of the grapes on the coffee table.

Xie Changhe glanced at the handles of grapes on the coffee table, rolled his eyes at Long Han, and said, "Can't you finish eating and throw it in the trash can?"

"Hey, the quality of being the director has not been improved, but the temper has grown a lot?" Long Hanhu glared and roared.

Xie Changhe rolled his eyes and Long Han said, "Let me tell you, you are also a big boss worth more than a billion yuan, the chairman of the board, and a multinational boss. Can you pay more attention to your image?"

Long Han sneered, "Damn it, this shit is not in someone else's house, be careful!"

"..." Xie Changhe was speechless. In his own home, Long Han was indeed not an outsider. Who told him that he and this reckless man came out of the Tiger Camp together!

"Eating a few bunches of grapes will make this guy feel bad!" Long Han said mercilessly.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm bored with all these things, talk and fart!" Xie Changhe said with a frown.

"Are you done?" Long Han asked. When he entered the door, he was eager to ask about Lin Tian's situation, but seeing that Xie Changhe was frowning and thinking about something, he didn't bother him. After many years of comrade-in-arms relationship, he was very grateful to Xie Changhe. very understanding.

"No." Xie Changhe cherished words like gold.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it, I'll ask you something first, help me check a kid in the system of the Public Security Bureau."

"What's wrong? Who bullied Bao'er again?" Xie Changhe asked directly.

Long Han rolled his eyes at Xie Changhe, "It's serious business!"

"Which time have you ever vented your anger on Bao'er is not a serious matter?" Xie Changhe teased.

"This time it's not about Bao'er."

When Xie Changhe heard it, he said curiously: "What's going on, you tell me first, otherwise I don't care to check it for you!"

"That's what happened. There was a kid who was picking up my baby. I got off the plane today and I had a fight with that kid. Well, that kid is good at martial arts, much better than you..." Long Han said embarrassedly. He was beaten until he vomited blood, but instead compared Xie Changhe and Lin Tian.

"Huh? How did Haicheng start to mass-produce masters recently?" Xie Changhe asked in surprise. He knew that Long Han's strength was much better than his own, whether it was in the Tiger Camp back then or now. He never thought about this. deny.

"I don't care if it's mass-produced or not. Right now, I just want to know where that kid came from. Otherwise, if he bullies my Bao'er one day, I won't be able to find him if I want to beat him up." Long Han said.

"How old are you? What are your characteristics? What's your name?" Xie Changhe asked three questions in succession.