The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4169
by“The Tao Clan Association…”
Ye Fan murmured in a low voice and frowned slightly, finally understanding the ins and outs of the grudge between Jiang Zhiyi and Murong Feihong.
He couldn’t help feeling that the world was like a tightly intertwined network, and seemingly unrelated events could trigger a series of chain reactions.
Who would have thought that the destruction of the Tao Clan Association would flap its wings like a butterfly, causing Jiang Zhiyi and Murong Feihong to be involved in a fierce dispute.
Then he stopped gossiping and didn’t explore who killed the president of Tao’s Eagle Kingdom branch and who moved away the tens of billions of treasures.
After all, the debts of the Tao Clan Association are in the hands of his wife Song Hongyan.
With Song Hongyan’s temperament and methods, it is not impossible that if the president of Tao’s Yingguo branch cheats and refuses to hand over the treasure trove, she will kill him as a warning to others.
Ye Fan didn’t want to accidentally involve his wife because of this matter, so he didn’t ask too much about the matter, and instead followed Jiang Zhiyi to visit the Ant Boxing Gym.
The name of the Ant Boxing Gym sounds simple and unpretentious, but when Ye Fan stepped inside, he realized that it was huge.
The boxing gym is divided into three floors of courtyards with a clear layout.
The front yard is a spacious martial arts training ground, surrounded by six dormitories, which can accommodate about three hundred people.
Most of the Jiang family’s children and boxers live here. At this time, the martial arts training ground is bustling with people, and many people are concentrating on practicing boxing. Among them, there are more women than men.
Their eyes were firm, every move was full of power, their clothes were soaked with sweat, but they had no intention of stopping.
On one side of the martial arts training ground, there was a steel plate that looked like a stone tablet. Several disciples lined up and punched hard against it.
The numbers on the steel plate keep flashing, 100 kilograms, 230 kilograms, 300 kilograms…
Obviously, this is a dynamometer used by boxing gyms to test strength.
However, the number never exceeded 500 kilograms, which shows the overall level of Ant Boxing Gym.
Jiang Zhiyi smiled and nodded to greet the disciples who were practicing boxing, and turned to look at Ye Fan with a hint of expectation in his eyes, and suggested:
“Ye Fan, if you are not afraid of hardship, you might as well join them and practice boxing.”
“This is much more promising than working as a handyman. Not only can you temper your body, even if the Ant Boxing Gym is in decline in the future, you can still make a living in San Francisco with this martial arts.”
“I know you have good medical skills, but here, there are very few people who believe in Chinese medicine, and everyone prefers Western medicine.”
“For those who practice martial arts, Western medicine can provide immediate results, which is far more attractive than Chinese medicine’s ability to strengthen the body and strengthen the body.”
“So, being a martial artist in San Francisco can make more money than being a Chinese medicine practitioner!”
“If you want to learn boxing, I can arrange for Elder Jiang Jinyu or Jiang Mantang to teach you.”
“Actually, Aunt Jiang, I can also teach you. It’s just that in these troubled times, I need to recuperate my body and I really can’t spare the energy.”
Jiang Zhiyi’s voice was soft: “When this crisis is over and Aunt Jiang recovers, she will definitely teach her all her skills!”
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he declined:
“Thank you Aunt Jiang for your kindness. It’s just that my body is weak and my martial arts training efficiency will definitely not be high.”
“In contrast, I still prefer to delve into medical skills.”
“I’ll just do some odd jobs at the Ant Boxing Gym first. If one day I get infected by the passion for martial arts training, it won’t be too late to come and ask Aunt Jiang for advice.”
“What’s more, my focus this month is to heal Aunt Jiang’s body, so I’d better put my boxing practice on hold for now.”
After experiencing so many days of fighting and killing, Ye Fan longed in his heart to have a peaceful time and lie down.
Jiang Zhiyi raised the corners of his mouth and showed an understanding smile: “Okay, everything is up to you!”
Then, she took Ye Fan to the center of the martial arts training ground, cleared her throat, and introduced to the hundreds of disciples present:
“Everyone, this is my distant nephew Ye Fan.”
“From today on, he will serve as the physician of our Ant Boxing Gym. If you have any minor illnesses or injuries, you can come to him.”
Jiang Zhiyi used his identity as a hospital doctor to cleverly conceal Ye Fan’s true purpose of treating him, so as not to let his enemies know that he was sick and come to his door in advance.
Everyone cast curious glances and started talking among themselves.
After all, the boxing gym is in troubled times now. If Ye Fan joins at this time, it will inevitably make people feel like cannon fodder.
Jiang Zhiyi then introduced several core figures to Ye Fan.
Jiang Jinyu and Jiang Mantang!
These two are blood relatives who followed her from Foshan. They are not only her right-hand men, but also have absolute loyalty to her and are the most trustworthy people.
The two of them had kind faces and smiles, and they enthusiastically gave Ye Fan a big red envelope as a welcome.
In addition, Jiang Zhiyi also mentioned that she adopted an adopted son named Jiang Qilang, but he was practicing in seclusion, so Ye Fan could not see him.
Ye Fan greeted everyone politely and tried his best to integrate himself into the group.
In the next month, Ye Fan stayed in the Ant Boxing Gym, working hard to recuperate Jiang Zhiyi’s body with medicinal materials, while studying the art of dragon slaying to transform himself.
The kids at the Ant Boxing Gym didn’t know whether they wanted to save face or just couldn’t trust Ye Fan. Apart from asking Ye Fan for a few packs of cold medicine, they had almost never seen him for treatment.
Some disciples who were injured due to excessive martial arts training went directly to large hospitals for treatment.
This gave Ye Fan a lot of free time.
However, he did not sit idle. In order to avoid being misunderstood by Jiang Mengli that he was freeloading, he would occasionally pick up a broom and clean up the fallen leaves in the martial arts field.
At dusk that day, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the martial arts training ground orange-red.
.After Ye Fan had eaten and drank enough, he took a broom to clean up the fallen leaves in the martial arts field as usual.
Suddenly, he saw Jiang Jinyu, Jiang Mantang and others hurriedly surrounding Jiang Zhiyi.
Jiang Zhiyi’s face was unusually solemn, his brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
A trace of curiosity arose in Ye Fan’s heart. He passed through the noisy martial arts disciples and slowly leaned over with a broom.
At this time, Jiang Jinyu was frowning and said to Jiang Zhiyi in a heavy tone:
“Master Jiang, Murong Feihong just sent someone to deliver the post about the martial arts competition!”
“He has obtained the support of Nan Kunshan, the president of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance, and plans to use a life-and-death arena to resolve the grievances between the two families.”
“Moreover, this competition is different from the past. It’s no longer a matter of ten people going out to fight, and it ends when the point is reached!”
“Rather, both sides will use all their warriors. The competition will not be over until one side is completely dead or wounded or surrenders on its knees and becomes a slave!”
“If we are willing to fight a fair fight, he will take the children of the Giant Elephant Boxing Gym and fight us to the death in three days!”
“If we refuse the challenge, he will lead his killers to retaliate by any means necessary until he kills us all and avenges Murong Feishuang.”
“Before Murong Feishuang was killed by you, he wanted to annex our Ant Boxing Gym more than once!”
“Now that we have another blood debt, this difficulty will not be easy.”
“By the way, President Nan also expressed his attitude. He hopes that we accept the challenge, so as to reduce unnecessary casualties.”
With that said, Jiang Jinyu took out the challenge sticker from his arms and handed it to Jiang Zhiyi.
Jiang Zhiyi took the challenge post, glanced at the content on it, and said in a cold voice: “Murong Feihong is really menacing!”
Jiang Mantang reached out and touched his white beard, his face full of worry:
“However, in a competition with Murong Feihong and the others, our chances of winning are really slim.”
“In the past three years of competitions, our Ant Boxing Gym and the Elephant Boxing Gym competed, and we almost lost more than we won.”
“Not only did we lose a lot of resources, we also lost a lot of manpower.”
“We were originally a bit weaker than the Giant Elephant Boxing Gym. After three years of consumption, the gap has become even wider.”
He pointed at the disciples on the martial arts training field and shook his head helplessly, “Letting these disciples go on the field now is like sending them to death.”
Ye Fan nodded slightly. There were many people in the Ant Boxing Gym, but their fighting ability was really not good. This month, he had watched countless disciples practice boxing.
But there is no one who can punch 500 kilograms of force.
Jiang Jinyu nodded in agreement: “Yes, if we lose this battle, not only will the Ant Boxing Gym be annexed by the Giant Elephant Gym, but we will all become Murong Feihong’s slaves!”
Ye Fan was shocked, frowned slightly, and glanced at Jiang Zhiyi worriedly.
After this period of treatment, Jiang Zhiyi’s body has recovered to some extent, but he has not yet completely recovered.
If she were to take action at this time, accidents would easily occur, or at least all previous efforts would be wasted.
Jiang Zhiyi seemed to feel Ye Fan’s gaze and subconsciously looked in his direction.
Ye Fan quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and continued sweeping the floor as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Zhiyi glanced at Ye Fan, withdrew his gaze, and said to Jiang Jinyu: “This is the fate of my Ant Boxing Gym, and it has nothing to do with Ye Fan. When the time comes, you guys…”
“Master Jiang, how long has it been and you are still thinking about an outsider? You’d better worry about yourself first!”
Jiang Jinyu interrupted Jiang Zhiyi: “If you lose this competition, you will not only become Murong Feihong’s slave, but also suffer his cruel torture.”
When Ye Fan heard this, his eyelids twitched suddenly, he stumbled, and his palm accidentally pressed on the dynamometer next to him.
There was only a loud “bang” sound, the steel plate on the dynamometer glowed brightly, and the numbers flashed crazily.1,000 kilograms!
Jiang Mantang and others immediately widened their eyes and exclaimed: “What? 1,000 kilograms?”
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