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Chapter 353: Fear of Law Enforcers

Situ Daxian was stunned and confused.

"Haha, you almost died. If it weren't for my grandson-in-law, you might not be alive now." Zhao Anmin said, glancing at the famous doctors who were so surprised that they were speechless.

"Ah?" Situ Daxian looked at Lin Fan, who was smiling beside him, in astonishment.

"Mr. Situ, let me take out the silver needle first." Lin Fan said as he carefully pulled out the silver needle, then turned to the famous doctors.

"Have you seen it?"

A white-haired old man came forward, still with a look of disbelief on his face.

Situ Daxian doesn't look like he's having a last gasp!

Can a few acupuncture needles solve the problem?

"I want to take his pulse!" said the white-haired old man firmly.

"Go ahead." Lin Fan made way.

"Who are you?" Situ Daxian asked the white-haired old man.

"Father, this is Dr. Chen who came from the capital." Situ Lei introduced hurriedly.

"Oh." Although Situ Daxian didn't know what happened, he still greeted politely.

"Hello, Doctor Chen." The white-haired old man did not respond, but grabbed Situ Daxian's wrist and began to take his pulse.

Other famous doctors also came closer and judged Situ Daxian's condition through observation.

They couldn't believe that Situ Daxian, who had left them helpless and had been declared beyond help, was cured with just a few injections!

However, the following plot seems inconsistent with the previous part, so this part needs to be reconstructed into a suitable scene or simply end here to maintain the consistency of the story. If it is necessary to continue, please provide more information or guidance.

Although he knew nothing about the Hehuan Sect, he knew what kind of strength the "top sect" meant.

"Are top sects that powerful? Let me tell you, the Hehuan Sect is nothing special in my eyes."

Lin Fan said in a calm tone.

Old Master Zhao looked at Lin Fan and felt a little relieved, thinking of the old man with a sage-like appearance behind him.

"Boy, you..."

Mr. Chen wanted to say something else.

Suddenly, Lin Fan stepped on Mr. Chen's head. Although it was not a fatal blow, it made him bleed from all seven orifices.

"Don't try to scare me. This is what I've been afraid of since I was a child."

Just when Lin Fan was about to ask about the whereabouts of Master Ouyang, Mr. Chen's cell phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was a call from the "Third Young Master".

After thinking about it, he answered the phone.

"You are Lin Fan, right? Release our people, or you won't live to see tomorrow."

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Stop scaring people here. If you have the guts, don't let me see the moon tonight."

Lin Fan replied bluntly.

What he can't stand the most is this kind of self-righteous people!

"Lin Fan, you're courting death!"

Young Master Ouyang yelled in anger.

"What did you say? Tell me where you are and I'll come and take care of you!"

Lin Fan continued.

"He Huan Sect? I think you're looking for a fight!"

"You know I'm from the Hehuan Sect, yet you still dare to say that? You don't take me or the Hehuan Sect seriously."

Young Master Ouyang's tone became even colder.

"Not only do I not take you seriously, I also don't take the Hehuan Sect seriously... What about the Third Young Master? Even if your father comes, I will still deal with him."

Lin Fan became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Lin Fan!"

Young Master Ouyang was obviously enraged and roared in response.

"Do you dare to wait for me at the Zhao family? I'll come over and chop you up right now!"

"I'll be waiting for you there. If you don't come, you're a puppy!"

After saying that, Lin Fan hung up the phone and threw the phone in Mr. Chen's face.

Mr. Chen was shocked and thought that Lin Fan was in big trouble.

"I also want to reason with him, but this person is too arrogant..."

Lin Fan noticed the strange looks from Mr. Zhao and the others and explained.

"I just provoked him to come."

"I see."

Mr. Zhao nodded, but was still a little worried.

"Xiao Fan, this Ouyang Yi comes from a top sect, so he must have experts around him."

"Don't worry, leave everything to me."

Lin Fan smiled and looked at Mr. Chen.

"Why did you come to Ancheng? Are you looking for the artifact?"

"Yes."

"Have you found any clues?"

"No."

"I won't give up until I reach the Yellow River."

Lin Fan said this and used the silver needle to stimulate Mr. Chen again.

Mr. Chen screamed in pain.

"Please spare me. I'm saying... there's been a rumor lately that a divine artifact will appear, and various forces have sent people to investigate."

"Go on."

"That's all I know, really!"

"Then just take it easy."

Lin Fan finished speaking and turned his gaze towards Zhao Laoer. Zhao Laoer felt his gaze and shuddered with fear, his pants soaking wet again. He really didn't want to experience the torture that Mr. Chen had endured.

"Grandpa, please, don't embarrass my dad anymore."

"He just got confused."

At this time, a pleading voice came from outside the door.

“Let them go away!”

Hearing the crying outside, Mr. Zhao's face became even gloomier.

"Yes."

Zhao Tong agreed, glanced at the pale-faced Zhao Laoer, and went out to deal with it.

"Father, I was wrong..."

Zhao Laoer knelt down and crawled forward again, hugged Zhao Laoye's legs, tears streaming down his face.

With a muffled thud, Mr. Zhao kicked him away: "Wrong? What's the point of saying wrong now!"

"Father, I am your biological son."

Zhao Laoer hit his head on the ground and bled profusely.

"you……"

Old Mr. Zhao pointed at his son and trembled with anger, but eventually he softened his heart.

"Lock up this unfilial son first!"

Afterwards, Zhao Lao Er and Mr. Chen, who had fainted from the pain, were taken out. Only Lin Fan and Zhao Ziqing were left in the room; everyone else was asked to leave.

"Oh, tell me, how should I deal with this unfilial son?"

"Grandpa, although his behavior was extreme, he is your son after all. Perhaps you can give him a chance to correct his mistakes."

Zhao Ziqing said softly. Lin Fan thought to himself, this girl seems quite understanding. Clearly, Mr. Zhao still couldn't bear to do this to his son. He needed a way out.

And Zhao Ziqing gave him this step.

"It's really too much, too much!"

After Mr. Zhao cursed a few times, the anger in his heart subsided a little.

"Forget it, lock him up first. Even if the death penalty can be spared, the living crime cannot be forgiven!"

"Perhaps he was instigated by others. The real mastermind behind this is probably Ouyang Yi."

Lin Fan provided him with a direction.

"Speaking of Ouyang Yi, how confident are you?"

Mr. Zhao looked at Lin Fan, appearing somewhat worried.

"Grandpa, what's the deal with the first-class forces?"

Zhao Ziqing asked curiously.

"That is an extremely powerful existence in the entire ancient martial arts world, and it is home to many masters."

Mr. Zhao was not only worried about Lin Fan, but also began to worry about his own family's safety.

Previously, Ouyang Yi did not take any public action because he was afraid of law enforcement officers.

After what happened today, will he still have any reservations?