After going down the mountain, my identity was exposed by my senior sister!

Chapter 47 Only Half-Life Left

At this time, Zhou Danzhuang quickly ran to Ye Fei's side, panting, "Little brother... you... you put it here... you are making a movie! It's too exaggerated! I almost thought you turned into a superman!"

As soon as the words fell, the siren of the police car rang.

Then, the foreman who was beaten up by Ye Fei came over with a few policemen.

"Leave it to me, junior brother, they are all my own."

Zhou Danzhuang glanced at it, not worried.

Ye Fei was not in a hurry, but looked at the group of people in the orphanage and asked, "You guys, who is the dean? I have something to do with him."

No one spoke.

"Is the dean not here?"

Ye Fei asked again.

At this time, an older nurse stood up and responded: "The dean has been abroad for several years, and there has been no news. Everyone thought she disappeared. This orphanage was also funded by her. The follow-up funds If they can’t pay the rent, this group of demolitionists dare to send people to demolish them.”

"Disappeared?"

Ye Fei nodded, expressing his gratitude, and was about to leave, but found that he was being pulled by the corner of his clothes. Looking back, a little girl was looking at him timidly, and took out a card hanging around his neck. He got down and said, "Go up...there is the dean's...telephone...phone..."

Ye Fei took the card and glanced at it. It was a daubed painting, and there was indeed a number crookedly written on the lower right corner.

"Thanks, little sister."

Ye Fei smiled slightly at her.

Afterwards, the patrol came to ask, Zhou Danzhuang came forward and said a few words, which easily solved the trouble.

As for the future of these orphans, it is not a small trouble.

Zhou Danzhuang said that she wanted to investigate the cause of the forced demolition and record a confession, so she asked Ye Fei to leave first.

Taking advantage of the time to take a taxi, Ye Fei picked up his mobile phone and tried to call the number on the card.

On the other end, there was a notification that the phone had been shut down.

"It has been turned off, which means it has not been disabled."

"Check it out, you should be able to find the owner, right?"

Ye Fei frowned. For some reason, he had a strong intuition that if he could get through this phone call, the clues related to his life experience would definitely become clearer.

After thinking about it, he decided to ask someone to help him, picked up his phone again, and dialed another number.

This call had not been made for a long time since he went abroad for a mission.

"Hey, which one?"

A rough male voice mixed with a local accent came, panting quickly.

"I'm looking for Yang Tianming."

Ye Fei said directly.

"Looking for Mr. Yang? No, Mr. Yang can't see anyone now."

Said on the other end of the phone.

"I'm his friend, named Ye Fei, you ask him to answer the phone."

Ye Fei frowned.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds before he said, "Are you really Mr. Yang's friend?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Ye Fei wondered.

"Then you'd better come to Huaqiao Hospital, Mr. Yang has an accident and is seriously injured."

"what!?"

Ye Fei's pupils shrank, and he hung up the phone hastily.

Since he followed the old man, he didn't stay in the country for a long time. Most of the time he traveled around with the old man, so he didn't have any friends at all.

Yang Tianming is a hacker he met by accident when he was on a mission. Ye Fei has a good relationship with him. He often asks him to check things that ordinary people can't touch, and even invades the systems of major governments to obtain information.

Although the two of them were not life-and-death friends, they were still friends when they were young.

After Ye Fei left the country, the two completely cut off contact.

Unexpectedly, they met again in this way.

Huaqiao Hospital, Intensive Care Unit.

Except for the face, Yang Tianming's whole body was tightly bound with bandages, and all kinds of medical equipment and oxygen tubes were available.

Looking at the swollen face, Ye Fei suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Two strands of spiritual energy wrapped around the eyes, and the whole body, including the internal organs and meridians, can be seen unobstructed.

"Broken hand...broken leg...three ribs were broken, and the kidneys and liver were damaged to varying degrees. There are hundreds of injuries, large and small!"

Ye Fei's pupils suddenly shrank.

With such a serious injury, there is only half life left at most!
He grabbed the burly bald man behind him and said angrily, "Is it you who called me? Who beat him up like this?"

"Brother...brother...calm down." The bald head felt the force coming from Ye Fei's hand and said in panic, "This is a hospital, you can't hit people!"

"Say!" Ye Fei let go of his hand and said coldly.

"A few days ago, a young man surnamed Situ came to our security company and said that he wanted to take some female stars out to play. Brother Yang saw that this business was a big deal, so he personally brought dozens of brothers into battle. Unexpectedly, the second I was sent to the hospital in a few days. I don't know what happened. It is said that the rich second generation provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked while drinking, and was slapped. When he got angry, he asked Brother Yang to come in , as a result..." The bald head pointed to Yang Tianming, and did not continue.

"Very good, what's the name of that rich second generation?" Ye Fei asked with cold eyes.

"Situ Ye is the son of Situ Feng, one of the ten richest men in Jiangnan Province." The bald man swallowed, with fear in his eyes, and said, "It is said that Situ Feng is worth hundreds of billions, and Mr. Yang wants to make friends with him, so... ..."

"Which venue did it happen? Did the police not care?" Ye Fei asked.

"The Hornets is the biggest bar in our area." The bald man smiled wryly. "The police came, but they settled it with a few words. They paid a medical bill and they were locked up."

"Give me a copy of the rich second generation's information." Ye Fei waved his hand and said, "When Yang Tianming wakes up, remember to notify me."

The bald head froze, and glanced at Ye Fei, as if he remembered where he had seen this face, but finally he couldn't remember it, sighed, and said, "Dude, I guess you might have been with Mr. Yang before." Brother, but you should not get involved in this matter, those rich second generations all have money, they are not safe and carry guns, otherwise Mr. Yang can stand up and let them beat them so badly?"

"Let them fight standing up?" Ye Fei's tone was a little colder again.

Only then did the bald man realize that he had slipped up, sighed a few more times, took out his phone, clicked on a surveillance video, and threw it to Ye Fei: "You can watch it yourself."

Surveillance shows: Yang Tianming looked sluggish, facing an old man in a Chinese tunic suit, motionless, just kept being beaten by a group of hooligans, even if he fell to the ground, he got up from the ground again until his face was covered It was blood, his chest collapsed, and he fell to the ground.

Click!

Ye Fei crushed the phone with one hand, and the parts fell to the ground with a crash.

"Brother...my...Warwick..." The bald head looked pained and frightened.

"What are you doing? The patient needs to rest! Get out of here!"

The door to the ward was opened, and a fat nurse came in and waved her hand impatiently.

Ye Fei said nothing and walked out with cold eyes, followed closely by the bald man.

"Brother, do you really want to find a place for Mr. Yang?"

The bald head pulled Ye Fei's arm and couldn't help asking.

Ye Fei gave him a cold look, but did not respond.

Yang Tianming can be regarded as his half brother no matter what, and he has helped him a lot.

The last thing he wanted to see was his brother dying in front of him.

How can you see your brothers and friends being bullied?
In this case, not only is it necessary to find, but also to find something that will save face.

"If you really want to go..." The bald head lowered his voice, "It is said that the rich second generation took people there at eight o'clock tonight to find a venue."

Ye Fei nodded slightly, turned around and left.

The bald head looked at his leaving back, thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)