What is not a god or a god?

Although these ordinary people often come into contact with monks, the world of monks is completely unfamiliar to them.

No monk is willing to spend his origin to save an ordinary person unless he is his relative. Ye Fan has saved an old man whose heartbeat and breathing are gone. What if he is not a god?

Ye Fan ignored the exclamations of these ordinary people, but continued to use his divine power to cleanse the marrow and hair. This was the cause and effect created by the white-eyed wolf, and he could not ignore it.

"puff!"

After the old man woke up, he sprayed blood and felt much more relaxed. His face turned rosy, and his secret wounds were cured by Ye Fan.

"Thank you, this guy!"

The old man stood up and knew that if Ye Fan had not rescued him in time, his old life would have been explained today.

"You're welcome, old man!" Ye Fan quickly supported the old man who was about to kneel down and kowtow to him.

"Thank you, brother!"

Xiao Wanwan knelt on the ground with a pounce and kowtowed to Ye Fan. The grandfather and grandson depended on each other for their own lives. If the old man really died, she would not know how to live alone.

"Get up quickly..." Ye Fan raised his hand gently, and a breeze lifted Xiao Wanwan from the ground.

"Miscellaneous Doctor, my leg is old Fenghan. Can the miracle doctor treat me?"

"Little God, my son is a mute. Can you let him speak? I'm just such a son..."

“…”

For a moment, Ye Fan was surrounded by people, talking nonsense and making all kinds of strange requests.

A gambler actually asked Ye Fan to bless him with a win every bet, which made Ye Fan laugh and cry.

However, Ye Fan tried his best to treat some common and difficult diseases, and did not charge medical expenses. He just wanted them to visit the elderly bun shop in the future.

These people naturally agreed, and some people even bought a lot of buns on the spot, giving the elderly some extra money.

"Sun Shaobao is here!"

At this moment, someone shouted, and the onlookers all dispersed. Ye Fan saw a young man in gorgeous clothes walking over with a wicked smile on his face.

Beside him were a few strong men with big shoulders and round waists, with extremely developed muscle mass. They were obviously a martial artist, but they were more than 100,000 miles away from monks.

"Old man, do you still dare to set up a stall? Pay the money quickly, otherwise I will remove your ribs!" The young man smiled grimly and kicked the old man in the knee, obviously showing no mercy.

Several strong men hugged their arms and watched the fun while watching the fun. They were all evil slaves under Sun Shaobao. They were used to bullying good people and rampant in the streets, so they didn't take Ye Fan seriously at all.

With their naked eyes, it is impossible to see Ye Fan's cultivation level, and he thought he was just an ordinary person.

Ye Fan smiled slightly and set up a layer of defense in front of the old man quietly. Sun Shaobao's scream seemed to kick the old man's knee, but in fact he didn't touch the old man at all. He was hurt by it.

"This old guy has a really hard bone. Beat him and kill him, the old man." Sun Shaobao smiled and waved his hand to order his evil slave to take action.

The evil slaves didn't know that the disaster was coming, and they clenched their fists one by one and walked towards the old man step by step.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid..." Xiao Wanwan suddenly rushed to the old man and said in her arms.

"Not afraid, Wanwan is not afraid. With grandpa here, no one can hurt you." The old man's eyes flashed with fear, and he tried hard to comfort Xiaowanwan.

At this moment, Ye Fan flashed and stood in front of the old man and Xiao Wanwan, with a slight smile on his lips.

"My benefactor, go quickly, I can't implicate you."

Seeing this, the old man was startled and quickly persuaded Ye Fan to leave. He knew that these people were cruel and ruthless.

"Although this young man is good at medical skills, he may not be the opponent of these evil slaves!"

"This young man is in trouble now!"

"It is a good thing to be brave, but you have to do it within your means..."

Many passers-by were worried about Ye Fan, but the monks were indifferent. They knew from the aura that Ye Fan emitted, he was a master. Not to mention these evil slaves, even they might not be able to win the battle.

"Boy, since you want to be a hero, then grandpa will fulfill your wishes!"

An evil slave punched Ye Fan's face, and the fist was howling and the momentum was heavy.

If it were an ordinary person, he might not be able to escape, but who is Ye Fan?

Even the strongest successor of the Gu family of the imperial clan was defeated and suppressed by him, let alone a few ordinary people.

At the same time, Ye Fan moved, his eyes shot out sharp light, he raised his hand and slapped the man like a top, turned eight times in place, spit out his mouth full of big teeth, fell to the ground with a buzz, rolled his eyes and fainted.

"I'm going to work hard, let's go together!"

One of the evil slaves rushed up screaming, but his fate was exactly the same as before. Ye Fan slapped him in place for a few times, and half of his face swollen into a pig's head.

"Damn, even my people dare to fight. Are you tired of living?"

Before Sun Shaobao realized what he shouldn't have messed with, he walked up and slapped Ye Fan in the face.

His speed was not fast, and he deliberately wanted to humiliate Ye Fan in front of everyone. There was an older brother who was studying in the Immortal Academy, and he was unscrupulous.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan slapped out, and with a "pop", he pulled Sun Shaobao away horizontally, and suddenly hit the meat-selling case behind him. A string of blood spurted out from his mouth three or four meters away. He climbed up with difficulty, opened his mouth and spit out seven or eight big teeth.

"Kill this turtle boy for me!"

Sun Shaobao was angry, his handsome face was almost twisted, and his eyes were almost spitting out of fire.

Even though these evil slaves did not expect Ye Fan to be a monk, they also felt that he was not easy to mess with. Unfortunately, the master spoke and they had to go forward and fight desperately.

"Baobabababababa..."

Ye Fan moved his hands, opened his bows from left to right, and slapped them hard, thrusting them into tears, and their parents were knocked out all their teeth.

This is the consequence of Ye Fan controlling the force. Otherwise, with Ye Fan's strength, even if he does not use his divine power, he can slap them in the head.

"ah……"

"It hurts so much!"

"Bastard, how dare you hit us."

These people were thrust by Ye Fan's big mouth and rolled around the ground, screaming in pain.

"Boy, my brother is Sun Li, a disciple of the Immortal Academy. If you dare to hit me, I will let my brother kill you!" Sun Shaobao was so harsh and weak.

He had already seen that Ye Fan was just a good person. No matter what background you have, you can play first.

"I'm so scared!"

Ye Fan smiled contemptuously and focused on taking care of him. After a moment, Sun Shaobao's cheeks became swollen. I don't know how many big mouths he had been hit, and almost all his mouth-filled teeth were pulled out.

Ye Fan did not let them go, and he kicked them all over the ground like a ball, wailing, and screaming like a pig.

At first they made harsh words to threaten Ye Fan, but later they understood completely that the master in front of him was not afraid of threats at all, but instead fought even harder.

"Help!"

"I beat someone to death!"

These people screamed repeatedly and were almost beaten to death by Ye Fan. Unfortunately, no one was willing to step forward.

At this moment, a middle-aged man who looked like a monk came forward and said to Ye Fan: "This brother, killing people is just a lie. Why do you have to do this for them? It's almost enough."

Ye Fan nodded and said, "You are right. These scumbags are also a waste of food when they live. It is better to die early and be clean."

While speaking, Ye Fan added a force under his feet and kicked a vicious slave's head with one kick. Blood mixed with the brain shot out, scaring the remaining people and Sun Shaobao so much that they were incontinent.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Sun Shaobao had never seen this situation before, and was shocked and kept begging for mercy.

The monk also frowned. His original intention was to let Ye Fan stop, but he did not expect Ye Fan to be so decisive and directly kill the killer.

"They are just ordinary people. Why do you have to kill them all?" The monk stood in front of Ye Fan and said in a deep voice.

"Ordinary people also have good or bad points. Bad people should die, otherwise good people will be bullied, right?"

Ye Fan said with a smile at the middle-aged monk in front of him.

"This brother of Sun Shaobao has some friendship with me. Can you let him go this time for my sake?" said the middle-aged monk.

"Who are you old, why should you give you face?"

Before Ye Fan could speak, the ungrateful wolf spoke from the side, which shocked many people to flee in a panic.

"Wolf Demon!"

"It's a monster!"

A group of ordinary people rushed to escape, and even Xiaowanwan and the old man were shocked. Unexpectedly, a wolf that snatched their meat buns could speak.

"Where did the wolf demon come from..."

The middle-aged monk was furious. As soon as he said this, his face suddenly changed. He looked at Ye Fan again and said hesitantly: "Can you be..."

He had guessed the answer in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it because the answer was too amazing. If it was true, he would have messed with the Sword Star!

"Yes, it's me!"

Ye Fan also knew that the other party had guessed his identity from the white-eyed wolf, and did not hide it and nodded and admitted it.
To be continued...