Chapter 191 The old eagle selling chickens

After coming out of the ward, Ye Fan saw Liao Tao and Liu Qing separate from each other on both sides of the corridor, which was in a quiet confrontation.

"Oh? Have you finished chatting?" Liao Tao asked.

Ye Fan did not answer and stood at the door, and saw the 50-cent brothers walking out one by one in an orderly manner.

"If it's okay, I won't send it!" Liao Tao waved to the group and was about to enter the ward.

"Hey!" Ye Fan couldn't help it: "Give me the things back!"

"Ha...you still remember!" Liao Tao smiled and returned a bunch of things to Ye Fan.

After leaving the hospital, the three of them asked Ye Fan and Lang Gu what they said.

"He was indeed plotted against by Qing Ling!" Ye Fan said affirmatively.

"You asked this..." Everyone looked at him helplessly.

"Aren't we here just to confirm this?" Ye Fan asked back.

"Why did Qingling plot against him?" someone asked.

"Uh, because Qing Ling knew that Lang Gu knew her true identity." Ye Fan replied.

"Why did Qingling know?"

"Uh, because someone around Lang Gu has betrayed him." Ye Fan said.

"But... Tianlang Gu immediately left after he talked from you. This seemed to be what you said? Who betrayed Lang Gu during this process?" Xiao Yang handed his cell phone to Ye Fan as a microphone to make an interview statement.

"This...this..." Ye Fan hesitated.

"Also, how could Lang Gu know about your so-called 'just say it and you can trust it'? Please answer?" Xiao Yang continued to ask.

"That...that...ha, who knows!" Ye Fan said, "Why don't you go back and ask?"

"Driving!" Liu Qing said to Xiao Yang, directly ignoring Ye Fan.

When he returned home, the five-cent brothers rushed to the Internet cafe. Xiao Yang turned on the computer when he returned to the room, and Liu Qing also went back to his bedroom. When Ye Fan saw that no one was paying attention to him, he sneaked into Ye Ping's room.

"What are you doing? You're sneaky!" Ye Fan was watching TV, and he knew it was Ye Fan. If he walked into his room like an abnormal person, it would be Ye Fan.

"Look at it every day, what's the best thing to look at?" Ye Fan first despised Ye Ping's taste.

"Then you give me a good look," said Ye Ping.

"Look at this!" Ye Fan really took out something for people to show - Lang Gu's wolf-tooth necklace.

"Oh? I gave it to me?" Ye Ping took it, "What kind of rags are you doing?"

"Damn, this is Lang Gu's personal token. If you take out his words, you can make others trust you!" Ye Fan said.

Ye Ping stared at Ye Fan for ten seconds before saying, "Your life is really as pale and old-fashioned as this soap opera, both a code and a token."

"Wolf Gu asked me to take this thing to find someone." Ye Fan told Ye Ping everything Lang Gu said.

"Oh...no wonder you didn't say anything in the car." Ye Ping muttered.

The implementation of this undercover plan as a candidate for Qingling Xun's inheritance shows that this is the highlight of Xun's planning for many years. He absolutely trusted Liu Qingye Fan, but what he had to do now was to sell Xun and help Xu Ling. In this case, Ye Fan could not guarantee what measures Liu Qing would take. At least, this would be a very embarrassing situation, so he simply did not tell him and directly consulted with Ye Ping. Anyway, he was just looking for someone to speak for him, and he would not be able to fight back in the future.

"Then go now! After finishing, go and see Lang Gu, so that he can die with peace of mind!" Ye Ping said.

"You said Lang Gu would die?" Ye Fan was shocked.

Ye Ping nodded: "With the recovery of a savage of a level of wolf, he has been injured for so many days, and his situation should have improved a little. But you said he looked even more tired than before, and even said a few words was useless. It seems that his injury was helpless. But this thing has not been resolved, and he has always supported him mentally. How could this guy be so loyal to the organization?"

"I don't know. Then let's go now!" Ye Fan's admiration for Lang Gu became deeper. He could only look up to the spiritual height of Lang Gu. Although he was not interested in Lang Gu's persistence in his heart, it did not prevent him from admiring Lang Gu. People would have more or less respect for what he could not do.

The two of them packed up and were about to leave.

"Car key!" When Ye Ping asked Xiao Yang for a car, Liu Qing came out of the house to pour water, glanced at the two of them and asked casually: "What are you doing?"

"Store around casually." Ye Fan answered casually.

Liu Qing nodded and went back to the room.

There was no words all the way, and the two drove to a farmers' market in City A. According to Lang Gu, this old eagle sold chickens in the farmers' market. Originally, the nickname for his profession should be Lao Ji, but unfortunately, this code name has been occupied by Xu Ling. The nickname of Xiao Ji is something that everyone avoids because some people like to call the names in the form of repetitive words in order to show their intimacy. In the end, the old eagle searched all the way among the chicken's relatives and finally settled in "Diao".

The two searched all the way. The address provided by Lang Gu reached the detailed number of Lao Diao's stall number. However, the farmers' market was not a residential community, and most of these numbers were blocked. The two searched for about half an hour, and later inquired about a delivery person, and then they got to know the location and came to the door.

A stall serving live chicken, dead chicken, and roast chicken in a one-stop service. The two saw a strong man with a naked upper body bent and tossing with two chickens.

"Old Eagle?" Ye Fan shouted in a questioning tone. The reason why he was suspicious was because he did not feel the aura of the craftsman from this person at all. With Ye Fan's current level, if he could not feel it, it would be enough to prove that this person is an ordinary person.

The man immediately turned around alertly. The only one who could be called a nickname was the insider. He subconsciously blocked the things he carried in his hands and asked, "Who are you?"

This guy was carrying a chicken that was scalding in boiling water in one hand, and the smell was filled with strange smell; the other hand was a chicken that had just been cut off and bleeding from his neck. At this time, he was still scattering with blood. Ye Fan and Ye Ping subconsciously hid for a few steps, and then said: "Let's look for Lao Diao. You are Lao Diao."

"No." The man shook his head, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's important, I will only say it when I see the old eagle." Ye Fan's expression was serious.

The man looked at the two of them for a while, threw the two chickens into the corner with his hand, lifted up the apron in front of him and said, "Wait a minute." After that, he entered the small house behind him. There was another curtain in the house, and he was lifted and disappeared.

The two of them were waiting, their mouths and noses were filled with the sour smell of boiling water and scalded chicken feathers. From time to time, someone came over and patted them and said, "Hi! I'll give me two chickens."

After waiting for about five minutes, the curtain in the room was lifted up again, and the naked man returned to the two of them. However, he did not come out again, but waved to the two of them. After that, he waved to those who pointed at the chicken cage and shouted to buy chickens: "What's the noise? I'm busy, wait!"

The two followed the big man into the room, passed the curtain, and came to the backyard, and took a breath.

The yard was full of chickens running around, and the feathers were flying all over the sky. The two of them felt that they didn't even have a place to settle down. This was a step to step over, either stepping on a chicken to death or stepping on a pile of chicken shit. No matter which choice was chosen, they both refused. The big man turned a blind eye and walked past the chicken bush.

Ye Fan bent over and drove the chicken to the side while following closely behind. Ye Ping was clever and jumped on Ye Fan's back.

"What are you doing?" Ye Fan was caught off guard and almost caught the chicken shit with his hands.

"You bent down so handsome, I couldn't help but climb up!" Ye Ping said.

"Get out of here!" Ye Fan teared Ye Ping with his backhand, and threw her out with a wave of his hand.

"You really know my intention!" Ye Ping smiled and took advantage of Ye Fan's throwing momentum to float out. When he landed, he had already crossed the flock of chickens and stood under the eaves of the house.

"Great skill, so tacit understanding!" someone suddenly praised.

Breath! Ye Fan, who is still in the chicken bush, has already felt the breath of the visitor. He is a master! Ye Fan judges. Judging the strength of the opponent from the strength of the breath is the way of a beginner. A true master will hide his breath, so how can people judge the depth at once? Therefore, the correct way to judge strength from a breath is to feel the control of the opponent's breath. The more stable and implicit it is, the higher the level is. As for ordinary people like Ye Fan who manipulates breath to simulate an ordinary person, it has been separated from the scope of general theory and is not included in the discussion of skills.

At present, the person who came out of a small door in the left corner of the yard is a master with stable and subtle breathing.

Ye Fan suddenly felt a little strange. It seemed that most of the masters in the art world he had seen were young. From Ye Ping and Liu Qing at the beginning, to Ying Ye Lang Gu, to Liao Tao who claimed to be only thirty years old. However, those older uncles always played the role of younger brothers or supporting roles.

The old eagle in front of him is such a young skill again.
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