Ye Hao nodded at the words, but his mind was pondering over the previous events.

He wondered why he had been attacked multiple times in the past, yet the police were always slow to show up. Instead, it was only when he called for help from the Ministry of State Security that anyone came, but those who came weren't local police, they were military personnel.

Could this prove something?

Or is there someone intentionally preventing the police from acting? In Peng City, who might have such power to deliberately hold the police back? The first is the mayor, because he controls all the affairs of Peng City. Second, it might be the political and legal committee, or perhaps the top leader has direct control over the police bureau under the jurisdiction of the political and legal committee?

The more Ye Hao thought about it, the more it seemed there might be a key figure involved here, a person orchestrating numerous events and people, and after the incidents occur, they can remain in the shadows, continuing to operate behind the scenes.

But who could this person be? Could it be Qin Army? Is Qin Army related to the God force?

And those Prince and Prince, they know Lin Tian's whereabouts so well, if they aren't living in Peng City, could it be that Peng City has their informant?

And who is the informant, and the one who opened a backdoor for the Prince and Prince?

Everything seemed so confusing, Ye Hao couldn't quite connect everything.

The family had a lively meal together, and in the afternoon, Ye Hao went to Wealth Island with the old man Su Chenhong.

With three such powerful experts, Ye Hao naturally had to make good use of them, otherwise it would be a waste.

Of course! Ye Hao was also afraid that the person controlling these three experts might directly detonate their heart bombs, so he decided to disarm the heart bombs first, to avoid regretting it later.

Upon arriving at Wealth Island, Flying Fish came up greeting: "Boss!"

"Hehe, how's it going? Are you adapting well?" Ye Hao asked with a smile, seeing Flying Fish full of energy.

"Hehe, I've adapted, but those two seniors are so powerful, a myriad of martial arts techniques, it's overwhelming." Flying Fish took the opportunity of talking with Ye Hao to slack off for a while.

At this time, Li Yi shouted: "Flying Fish, you lazy bum, slacking off, huh?"

Li Yi's words made Flying Fish shrink his neck a bit, responding: "Coming right away, isn't it because the boss came?"

"Stop the nonsense, get into training quickly, or I'll torture you! Ah!" Li Yi gritted his teeth, persistently training even as he cried out in pain from time to time.

Ye Hao looked at them, thinking to himself that this is just the preliminary training, the real challenge is yet to come!

Even seeing their training made Ye Hao feel chills in his gums, it was really brutal, squatting horse stance and having incense deliberately placed underneath. If you can't withstand squatting, you're destined to have the incense explode your rear.

Furthermore, those training with the equipment were in even more miserable situations, muscles being pounded repeatedly, crying out in pain from time to time.

"Brothers, hang in there!" Ye Hao shouted before leaving.

Flying Fish saw Ye Hao leaving in such a hurry, muttered resentfully: "Can't we chat for a bit longer? Another round of training, geez."

Ye Hao entered the secret room outside, then instructed the two junior brothers to bring cotton, bandages, alcohol, pliers, tweezers...

The most important was the anesthetic, Ye Hao brought along a large quantity of anesthetic, to prevent them from dying from pain.

After preparing these, Ye Hao entered the secret chamber with these tools.

He Hua and the other two were sitting calmly. When they saw Ye Hao entering, they felt a bit unsettled, rather nervous.

Anyone, in this kind of situation, couldn't possibly face it calmly, after all, it involves cutting open to take things out from the heart!

"Boss!" He Hua stood up first to greet.

Zhou Yang was recovering well, with only a scar left on his chest. He saw Ye Hao coming in and quickly stood up to greet Boss.

Ji Zhengxue did the same, respectfully.

"Hehe, no need for formalities, how is your recovery? Can you undergo surgery?" Ye Hao asked.

"I'm ready, whether it's sticking my head out or pulling it back, it's all a cut, might as well get it over with." He Hua was rather resolute, planning to be the first to undergo Ye Hao's surgery.

"Alright! Grandpa, knock him out." Ye Hao turned to Su Chenhong and said.

Su Chenhong used his hand as a knife and struck He Hua's neck, knocking him unconscious.

Ye Hao had Zhou Yang carry him onto the platform, then injected a large amount of anesthetic near his heart.

Ye Hao had the eighth-generation system protect He Hua's heart with electric currents and block any information sources within a hundred meters radius. Ye Hao blocked the information sources to prevent the other side from using signals to detonate the bomb.

"Ji Zhengxue, later wipe away the blood that flows out for him. Zhou Yang, assist me, whatever I need, get it quickly." Ye Hao instructed them.

Ji Zhengxue and Zhou Yang nodded together.

Ye Hao took a cotton swab from the alcohol bottle and wiped the skin near He Hua's heart.

He Hua was knocked out, feeling nothing, plus with the anesthetic applied to the skin nearby, he lay there without any sensation.

Zhou Yang and Ji Zhengxue were a bit nervous standing there, their hands shaking a bit.

Ye Hao seeing this shouted: "If you don't want him to die, steady yourselves, don't talk about National Martial Arts level twelve, just nonsense level twelve."

Ye Hao's disdain made them feel quite ashamed, forcing themselves to calm down.

"Scalpel." Ye Hao stretched his hand back without lifting his head.

He wanted the eighth-generation system to act as his eyes, requiring complete concentration without any distraction, otherwise, if He Hua's heart fails, it would be as hard as climbing to the sky to make progress afterwards.

Severe cases might let He Hua unknowingly die.

Zhou Yang quickly handed over the scalpel, Ye Hao took the scalpel and sliced over He Hua's chest skin, blood slowly oozing out.

With the eighth-generation system acting as his eyes, Ye Hao could see how deep the blade could cut.

"Mm-hmm!"

He Hua lying there groaned, seemingly feeling a bit of pain stimulating him.

Ye Hao quickly cut the skin, while Ji Zhengxue wiped away the blood flowing out from He Hua without interfering with Ye Hao.

He was nearly fainting, watching Ye Hao cut open He Hua's skin with the scalpel.

"Anesthetic needle." Ye Hao called out after thoroughly cutting open He Hua's skin.

Zhou Yang handed over the anesthetic needle with trembling hands.

Ye Hao injected a shot near He Hua's heart, He Hua felt nothing, but it made Ji Zhengxue and Zhou Yang break into a cold sweat.

"Scissors, tweezers..." Ye Hao requested two more tools.

"Tweezers, hemostatic cotton."

"Wipe blood."

Ye Hao issued a series of commands to them.

Su Chenhong stood aside watching, secretly thinking, is this kid a genius or what, seems to know a little about everything. Though appearing to know just a bit, in fact, even if a professional professor came, they wouldn't be as quick.

A bright red heart was beating within He Hua's body, underneath the heart, a small black bomb.

The small bomb was only one centimeter in size, yet moved up and down with the heartbeat.

Ye Hao cut both sides of the small bomb with scissors...

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