325: C325 Reencounter with Zhou Feng

C325 Reencounter with Zhou Feng

"Then we'll agree to that. I think we'll meet again soon. Take care, Ye!"

Tang Loong was in a good mood after receiving a positive reply. Following Ye Mo's previous tone of voice, he bid farewell to Ye Mo.

Ye Mo nodded helplessly and got on the Hummer.

Zong Hu, who had been waiting for a long time, started the car, stepped on the throttle, and with a low roar, the Hummer drove away from Tang family's restaurant.

Ye Mo had almost gotten used to Zong Hu being the driver. He lay down on the hard backrest and closed his eyes to rest as before.

"How is it? You didn't injure your internal organs, right? Looking at your previous appearance, this blow seems to have been quite heavy."

Zong Hu Gang picked up the cigar out of habit. Then he remembered something and put it back.

"I'm fine, just a minor injury. I've recovered. It's just that my veins are a little stiff."

Ye Mo smiled and shook his head.

"Motherf * cker, if it wasn't for that unlucky woman, I would have definitely crippled her hand. She dares to cause trouble when others are acting arrogantly. According to my previous squad, this kind of person's death is even worse than an assassination."

Zong Hu was relieved when he saw Ye Mo say that he was fine. He raised his hand and hit the steering wheel as he said with a bit of disgust.

"There's no harm, we already owe each other nothing. Send me back to East Street, a guest is still waiting for me."

Ye Mo waved his hand and didn't seem to care too much about it.

"The matters at Xing Long Street are still going on, it's just that although that person here has been legally recruited, there are many methods that are restricted. Let's have Bai family and those simple-minded people help clean it for a few more days."

Zong Hu thought for a while and then said something else.

"There's no rush, take your time. I don't need anything else, just take it with you. But I will take that piece of calligraphy with me when it comes to copying Dong Qichang's calligraphy. After all, I promised Wuqing Zi."

Ye Mo said.

"Noproblem!"

Zong Hu chuckled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Anyway, it was all bought by you, it's fine even if you take everything away, it's enough just to have the land."

"You are quite generous …"

Ye Mo laughed heartily. He was getting along quite casually with Zong Hu and was no longer restrained.

Today, Zong Hu was furious. His eyes were red and his blood vessels were pumping. He was truly angry. Otherwise, he would not have thrown the Zhao Family's face away in front of so many people.

A friend that can get angry because of you is definitely your true friend. Although both Ye Mo and Zong Hu have secrets that no one else knows, this does not affect their current relationship and tacit understanding.

What neither of them noticed was that Zong Hu had started to listen to Ye Mo's suggestions and opinions in many places. The way he spoke was the same as when Zou Qi reported, but neither of them noticed it.

The car sped up all the way until it finally arrived at East Street in the afternoon. Zong Hu still had things to report to Zou Qi, so Liu Tie didn't keep him.

The moment he entered the realm of the East Street, several gazes immediately swept across Ye Mo. For those with strong senses, if someone was to examine you or look at you with an emotional gaze, they would feel it. People with a high realm might even be able to sense the direction of his gaze.

In the store, in the crowd, on the taller buildings...

The distribution of manpower was very tight, but it perfectly blended into the environment and the crowd. The location was also particular, as even a few lookout spots could perfectly track a person's movements.

After seeing this scene, Ye Mo didn't need to think much to know that it was Liu Yuanwei. It seemed like the other party was serious on the phone today.

Ye Mo stepped into the East Street, and just as he turned into the street where his residence was, he saw a young man with combed hair coming out from a Porsche parked beside him. It was the next successor of the daily average medicine industry, the young master of the Zhou family, Zhou Feng.2

Zhou Feng originally didn't believe that he had any sort of illness, but ever since he was pointed out by Ye Mo in the Royal Guildhall, he felt sick all over.

Not a single part of his body looked normal, not a single part of him looked healthy. Especially his lungs that had been lit by Wu Tie, Zhou Feng, who had smoked a cigar for many years, seemed to have quit smoking?

At night, when he slept, he could only sleep with his hands on his chest, feeling that his lungs were still working, breathing, touching his heart, and feeling the beating of his heart.

Regardless of whether it was the Zhou family's doctor or an expert who was connected directly to another country through the internet, no one could give an accurate answer to what this "black tumor" was. Not to mention an answer, no one had ever heard of it before.

Normally speaking, Zhou Feng should have already thought that Ye Mo was a quack doctor, similar to a charlatan, who was trying to bluff others by saying that. However, as long as he tried the method Ye Mo previously, the deep pain in his soul would immediately tell him that this was not a dream, but reality.

But others also followed this method. No matter how many times they tried, they wouldn't feel this way.

Because of this, Zhou Feng had no doubt that he was sick, and not just that.

Zhou Feng had nightmares at night. He was afraid that he would die suddenly due to illness, so he had several consecutive nightmares.

The most exaggerated and bizarre dream was that the black tumor would cover his entire body. Even his eye sockets and mouth were filled with black tumor. He coughed out his lung that was like rotten cotton wool.

The physical and mental torture only took a short day and night to defeat Zhou Feng. He didn't want to dream about that weird scene every night. He couldn't wait any longer, so he took out Ye Mo's address and chased after him.

"Doctor Ye, you really made me wait. It took me five to six hours. I'm almost at the root of your roots!"

Zhou Feng waited under the sun for a long time. He looked at the people who were busy putting on decorations, but no one invited him to come in and have a seat, which was already full of anger. However, after seeing Ye Mo, Zhou Feng had to put on a smile as he was sick and no other doctor could cure this problem.

"I'm sorry, I went to look at other people's battle paintings this morning and was delayed."

Ye Mo explained in a symbolic manner, then walked towards his own residence and said.

"Young Master Zhou, please come in. I'm a little crude here, so I hope you don't mind."

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