The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4170
by“Really 1,000 kilograms?”
Jiang Zhiyi stared at the determined numbers with wide eyes, shock written all over his face, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement.
The appearance of this number was like a bomb that instantly exploded in the crowd.
Hundreds of disciples ran forward from all directions, surrounding the dynamometer and some nearby disciples.
Ye Fan, who was holding a broom, wanted to slip away but was blocked by the crowd.
Jiang Jinyu and Jiang Mantang’s cheeks also turned red with excitement. They stepped forward to touch the record-breaking force measuring stone and said with trembling voices:
“Oh my god, it’s really 1,000 kilograms. I thought I was dazzled just now?”
Jiang Jinyu breathed rapidly: “The sky has eyes, the fate of our Jiang family should not be cut off! This is a genius in our Ant Martial Arts School!”
Jiang Mantang also nodded and waved his hands excitedly:
“Yes, the Ant Martial Arts School’s highest record is still 900 kilograms hit by Master Jiang at his peak.”
“The best among the younger generation is Jiang Qilang, who has a punch of 800 kilograms.”
“I didn’t expect that someone could break 1,000 kilograms today.”
He sighed with emotion: “With such geniuses, we have a 30% chance of fighting Murong Feihong and the others, and we may even have a chance to come back and fight back.”
All the disciples were also very excited: “The Ant Boxing Gym can be saved, it can be saved!”
Ye Fan’s mouth was twitching, and he quietly took a step back and mingled with several other disciples.
Jiang Zhiyi waved his hand to calm down the excited crowd, and then looked at everyone with joy: “Who exerted this 1,000 kilograms of power?”
Everyone looked at each other with doubts in their eyes, and shook their heads to express their ignorance.
They had just heard the roar of the force measuring stone, and their attention was attracted by it and the 1,000 kilogram number displayed, but they did not see who made the move.
The people standing near the force-testing stone were Ye Fan, three handymen, and four fringe disciples practicing boxing.
Seeing no one responded, Jiang Zhiyi shouted again:
“If the kid who hits 1,000 kilograms stands up, the boxing gym will give him heavy rewards and resources, and train him with all his strength!”
“If you promise to fight side by side with us in the ring in three days, I can give your family 20 million as a settlement allowance right now!”
“Three days later, after the battle is over, no matter whether you win or lose, I will give your family 30 million to live in fine clothing and food for the rest of their lives.”
Jiang Zhiyi was very generous: “If we win by chance in three days, I will give you another 50 million as a personal reward, and I will also give you 30% of the shares of Ant Boxing Gym.”
Jiang Jinyu echoed: “This is not only a good opportunity to make a lot of money, but also the best time to become famous.”
Jiang Mantang reminded: “If you don’t stand up now, Dabi Murong Feihong will force you to come out and fight in three days. If we lose, he will not let anyone go.”
The three of them tried to induce and persuade them with emotion and reason, but no one among the hundreds of disciples came forward.
They just looked at each other, with inquiry and confusion on their faces.
Ye Fan also blocked his head with a broom.
“No one stands up?”
Jiang Jinyu glanced at everyone, and then fell on Ye Fan and others: “Just now, they were next to the force measuring stone…”
Jiang Mantang looked at the few handymen and marginal disciples, and said with a hint of indifference in his tone:
“They are all third-level disciples. They can’t even lift fifty pounds, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to do odd jobs.”
His eyes suddenly looked sharply at Ye Fan: “Could it be Dr. Ye?”
As soon as these words came out, everyone focused their attention on Mark.
Jiang Zhiyi looked at Ye Fan doubtfully, frowning tightly: “Ye Fan?”
“Impossible!”
Before Ye Fan could respond, a shout interrupted Jiang Zhiyi’s exploration, and then Jiang Mengli came over with several female disciples from the boxing gym.
“He is just a country boy who pretends to be a fool. Not to mention his martial arts skills, his medical skills are only half-full.”
“This month, apart from prescribing cold medicine, taking everyone’s temperature, and sweeping the floor, when have you ever seen him punch or kick?”
“How can a powerful warrior not practice martial arts for a day? Martial arts is something that means you will retreat if you don’t advance.”
“And how can he possibly exert a force of 1,000 kilograms with such a weak body?”
“I dare say that I, Jiang Mengli, can defeat ten people like him.”
Jiang Mengli looked at Ye Fan with a arrogant look, and waved her fist, showing her fangs.
She was busy these days looking for someone to solve the crisis at the Ant Martial Arts School. Plus, Ye Fan didn’t have the bluster he did at the airport and even took the initiative to sweep the floor, so she didn’t specifically target him.
Now seeing that everyone thought it was Ye Fan who hit 1,000 kilograms, she had to stand up and reveal Ye Fan’s details to prevent everyone from being fooled by Ye Fan.
She didn’t want Mark to get too many benefits.
Moreover, she has convinced Song Shiyan’s brother to help her and will come to meet her mother tomorrow to become the savior. She does not want Ye Fan to steal the limelight.
Jiang Jinyu nodded: “Mengli’s analysis makes sense. Dr. Ye either boils medicine or sweeps the floor every day. He has never seen his fists and feet. He really doesn’t look like a master.”
Jiang Mantang also slightly agreed: “Indeed, Dr. Ye’s hands don’t even have calluses. It’s obvious that he has never even done rough work. How can he weigh 1,000 kilograms?”
The fire of hope that was originally ignited in everyone’s eyes was extinguished in an instant, and was replaced by disappointment: “That makes sense!”
Even boxers like them who train day and night can’t hit 1,000 kilograms of strength. How can a guy who was laughed at by Jiang Mengli and eat soft rice have that strength?
Ye Fan did not respond, but breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Mantang looked at the thin Ye Fan and the dejected disciples, sighed in disappointment, and waved his hands helplessly:
“Oh, forget it, stop looking for it.”
“The Ant Martial Arts School has not had a genius who can punch 1,000 kilograms of force in more than ten years.”
He reached out and patted the dynamometer and smiled bitterly: “It must have been a malfunction of the dynamometer just now. It was a joke on us…”
Jiang Jinyu also smiled bitterly: “Then this is a big joke. It gives us a little hope and then disappoints us. This will seriously weaken our morale.”
Jiang Mantang exhaled a long breath: “It doesn’t matter, our morale is not high anyway!”
Ye Fan scratched his head and wanted to say something, but finally gave up the idea.
Jiang Zhiyi remained silent. After everyone became quiet, she looked at Ye Fan and whispered softly: “Ye Fan, the 1,000 kilograms just now were really not made by you?”
“Mom, don’t rush to the doctor when you’re sick!”
Seeing that her mother still had illusions about Ye Fan, Jiang Mengli shouted anxiously:
“With his small arms and legs, it’s impossible for him to hit his head with a force of 1,000 kilograms!”
“If he was so powerful, you wouldn’t have to take him in.”
Jiang Mengli showed dissatisfaction: “Just take him in. You have asked him to take away a bunch of treasures of heaven and earth to drink in this month. It is a waste of resources.”
This month, Ye Fan spent a lot of medicinal materials to treat Jiang Zhiyi’s body, including ginseng, Polygonum multiflorum, and snow lotus.
In order to cover up Jiang Zhiyi’s condition, Ye Fan pretended to be giving it to himself, which caused misunderstanding and dissatisfaction from Jiang Mengli and others.
After all, they don’t have such good treatment.
“The treasure of heaven and earth has nothing to do with Ye Fan. I gave it to him…”
Jiang Zhiyi coughed, then looked at Ye Fan: “Ye Fan, you haven’t answered Aunt Jiang yet, is it you?”
The explosion of the Tesla instrument and this month of treatment made Jiang Zhiyi hope that another miracle would happen to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, calmed down, and said to Jiang Zhiyi: “Aunt Jiang, it’s not me…”
Jiang Mengli snorted: “It’s definitely not you. If it were you, I would stand on my head to wash my hair…”
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