Chapter 135: Complete Submission

, it's more than enough to enhance the mental energy of ordinary people.Helena and her two companions swallowed the pills, and Ye Bufan injected a trace of chaotic true qi into their bodies respective...Ye Bufan smiled faintly: "Compared to them, this is just a minor injury for you. It doesn't need to be so troublesome at all. Just a few pushes and pulls will do."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Liu with the shaved head's left arm. With both hands, he quickly kneaded from top to bottom, giving about a dozen presses before slapping his shoulder. "Alright!"

The bald man felt a warm current flow from his shoulders, a sense of relief in his arms he had never experienced before.

He raised his hands and clenched his fists twice, with a powerful force. The previous arm injury no longer held him back.

"Master Ye, Bald Liu is completely subdued now. From now on, he will obey your every command."

Tang Feng's commands made them obey Ye Bufan unconditionally. Gu Qingcheng's aura made them look up to him, and now his displayed benevolence and methods completely subdued these usually unruly people.

Things were settled, and everyone dispersed. Tang Feng trailed behind, unsure how to approach the situation, when Ye Bufan spoke, “Brother Tang, you've been stuck at the Huang rank for quite some time, haven't you”

"Take this pill back and take it. You'll soon be able to break through your bottleneck."

After finishing his speech, he passed a Qi-gathering Pill. Of course, he knew what Tang Feng wanted; using both kindness and force was the way to rule subordinates.

Tang Feng took the pill, saying with joy, "Brother Ye, you are truly a great benefactor to our Tang family. From now on, your affairs are our Tang family's affairs. Tang will do his utmost to help."

After leaving Xingyao Media Company, Ye Bufan strolled alone on the street.

Although it is now nightfall, the flow of people on the street has not decreased but rather increased compared to daytime.

It was the height of summer, and nights were much more comfortable than days. Elderly people sat on benches by the roadside to escape the heat, while children ran and played everywhere.

He was strolling leisurely along the road, passing a small fountain square, when suddenly in the dense flow of people there was a commotion. A middle-aged woman around 40 years old ran rapidly towards him.

Behind the middle-aged woman were more than a dozen people, each with an angry expression on their faces. They chased after her, shouting: "Catch her! Kill this damned human trafficker..."

Hearing that it was a human trafficker, Ye Bufan was about to make a move to arrest the person, but then he saw the woman running towards him.

"Little brother, help! Hurry and save me, I'm not a kidnapper!"

A woman ran here out of breath, unable to run anymore. She stopped and begged Ye Bufan for help.

Ye Bufan glanced at the middle-aged woman. Although she was a few years older, she was still very beautiful, and her clothes were well-fitting. She had a kind face and didn't look like a human trafficker at all.

At that moment, the people behind them caught up, instantly surrounding the two of them. The woman was terrified, her face paling as she clutched Ye Bufan's arm and hid behind him.

"Little brother, save me, I'm really innocent."

Ye Bufan spread his arms wide to block the angry crowd, and asked the middle-aged man at the front: "Big brother, what's going on What happened"

"It was that human trafficker who killed my daughter, and today I must make her pay for it!"

As the middle-aged man was speaking, a woman in her 30s carrying a young girl came hurrying up from behind.

The little girl, about three or four years old, had two pigtails, and was wearing a white gauze skirt. Unfortunately, her face was now pale as death, her jaw clenched tight, and she had stopped breathing.

The young woman cried out, "Damn human traffickers! It's all your fault my daughter is dead!"

The middle-aged woman quickly said, "No, I'm really not a kidnapper. I just thought the little girl was cute and bought her a bag of jelly to eat."

"Damn trafficker, still trying to lie your way out of this! Today I swear I'll beat you to death!"

The middle-aged man, being the child's father, roared and charged toward the middle-aged woman. Four or five other people followed closely behind, menacingly ready to attack.

The middle-aged woman trembled all over, her body shrinking behind Ye Bufan.

Ye Bufan reached out and stopped the middle-aged man with a push and pull, then shouted: "Stop making trouble, the child is still salvageable!"

His roar carried the might of chaotic true energy, instantly silencing everyone present.

The young woman said, "That's impossible. The ambulance just left, and they said my daughter couldn't be saved..."

After that, she started to cry again, "My poor daughter, my poor Tongtong, she's gone..."

Ye Bufan had already used his divine sense to scan the girl's situation. Although she was no longer breathing at this time, her pupils were not dilated and her soul was still there. In this case, he could still save her.

But if we drag it on any longer, even the gods won't be able to save us.

He said to the young woman, "Sister, I'm a doctor. Give me the child, and I will definitely save her."

Driven by a deep longing for her daughter's resurrection, the young woman instinctively entrusted her child to Ye Bufan. Her face etched with yearning, she pleaded, "Can you really save my daughter"

Ye Bufan didn't even bother to pay attention to her. He held the little girl in his arms, facing her back upwards and her face downwards, then reached out and slapped her back.

With a plop, a piece of jelly shot out of the little girl's mouth and landed on the ground.

The onlookers saw the little girl spit out the lodged jelly, and their hearts immediately filled with hope. But then they noticed that the little girl was still ashen-faced and showed no signs of revival.

The young woman's face was filled with despair: "It's no use, the doctor just announced that Tongtong is dead."

The child's father said, "An eye for an eye, today this wicked woman must die..."

At that moment, a piercing siren rang out, followed by three police cars speeding to a stop beside the crowd.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to the police car, but Ye Bufan didn't have time to care. He gently laid the little girl on the ground and then took out his silver needles, beginning to perform the Nine Needles of Revival.

After the vehicle came to a stop, a middle-aged officer in his forties jumped out first. The man had a very stern appearance and gave off an air of fierce severity.

Seeing the middle-aged police officer, the middle-aged woman hiding behind Ye Bufan immediately ran over and grabbed his arm, saying, "Lao Wang, you're here! They said I'm a human trafficker, please prove it for me!"

"Officer, this woman is a human trafficker! She killed my daughter!" the child's father exclaimed.

At that moment, a policeman wearing glasses beside him said, "This is the wife of our chief. How could she possibly be a human trafficker"

The middle-aged officer stepped forward two paces, and addressed the crowd with a serious expression: "I am Wang Jianfeng, the Chief of the Jiangnan City Police Department. She is my wife, Tang Wenqi. I can guarantee that she is not a human trafficker."

Those around him were stunned, never expecting the man before them to be the head of the Jiangnan City Police Department, and this woman to be his wife.

The little girl's father shouted, "Whether she's a kidnapper or not, she killed my daughter. Today, she must pay the price!"

Others also shouted, "That's right, whether she's the director's wife or not, she killed the child..."

"Get her, we have to get her! Such a wicked woman, she deserves the death penalty…"

"Even if you're the chief, it won't work. If you dare to protect your wife, I'll immediately expose you to the media..."

Wang Jianfeng frowned and said to the crowd, "Don't worry, everyone. As the chief of police station, I will never shield anyone, but we need to understand the situation first."

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