The President's Personal Evil Physician

After all, the Earth Immortal is an Earth Immortal, and his physique is not ordinary to resist beatings. Tie Shili struggled hard, and after more than a dozen moves in hand-to-hand combat with Ye Qing, he was completely crushed and out of breath.

boom! boom! boom!

Ye Qing punched to the flesh, Tie Shili's body was torn apart and bloody.

s...

Tie Shili's appearance was naturally miserable, and the blood he vomited was covered with pieces of internal organs, which only made people feel sympathetic.

boom!

Ye Qing took a step under his feet, and a crazy murderous aura bloomed in Ye Qing's murderous aura, and finally landed on Tie Shili's chest.

puff...

Tie Shili vomited three more liters of blood, his face was extremely ugly, but his face was red.

Because the blood in his whole body was boiling, the skin was split inch by centimeter, and the blood froth was flying wildly.

puff……

In the blink of an eye, Tie Shili was torn apart by Ye Qing's kick, his body was in a different place, and he couldn't die anymore.

Not long after, the scholar and Wude also appeared in the abandoned warehouse, and it seemed that his battle was also very easy.

Ye Qing picked up the laptop from the side.

"Mr. Qin, I wish you a fortune in seeing the coffin, good luck!"

Ye Qing's eyes were filled with intense fighting intent.

"Hmph, Ye Qing, this old man will definitely smash you to pieces, and you will die without a place to die!"

Qin Shou roared angrily.

Veins popped out on his forehead, dripping with cold sweat, and there was deep fear in his eyes.

This is the fear Ye Qing left behind for him.

With a "boom", Ye Qing directly crushed the laptop, then took out the mobile phone and dialed Shen Yan's number.

"Brother Ye, happy Chinese New Year, everything goes well!"

"Ruyi's head, quickly prepare me a ticket to the capital!"

Ye Qing restrained his killing intent and said.

"Going to the capital tonight? Brother Ye, what are you doing in the capital?"

Shen Yan asked in puzzlement.

"Give someone a coffin!"

"A coffin... what... a coffin... a coffin?"

When Shen Yan heard it, he jumped subconsciously.

This is the first time he has heard of the way of giving coffins to people during the Spring Festival.

Anyone else have this preference?

"Okay, Brother Ye, let me check!"

After 1 minute, Shen Yan came back to Ye Qing.

"Brother Ye, the fastest will be two hours later, at ten o'clock in the evening!"

"Okay, book it for me!"

Ye Qing nodded, it's fine that Shen Yan's family doesn't have a private jet.

"Ye Qing, are you really going to the capital?"

The scholar continued:

"If you go this time, you may get yourself into huge trouble. No matter whether he wants you to make things worse or not, you'd better have a degree."

"Amitabha, if you go to Qin's house now, it's tantamount to seeking your own death. There's no way that villain Tie Shijie didn't make arrangements. He deliberately lured you to die!"

Wude persuaded, obviously he already knew the power of this.

"Someone won't let me die because I know what they want to know."

Ye Qing said confidently.

"what?"

The scholar and Wude glanced at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

In this way, Ye Qing shouldn't have a big problem going to the capital.

"All right!"

"Sorry, you know me, I can't interfere in this matter anymore!"

The scholar suddenly spoke.

"I see!"

Ye Qing nodded, the scholar didn't want to offend those dignitaries, he also had his own reasons.

"Then I'll go with you?"

"No, if you go, Shaolin Temple will only be criticized by some people. This is my business, I can go alone!"

Ye Qing said firmly.

Shaolin Temple is a decent school of martial arts, if a monk with no morals goes to fight, the reason is to vent his anger on his brother, wouldn't it be ridiculed by some people?

But Ye Qing, he is different, his master is a casual cultivator.

No name, no family, no sect, even if he is criticized by others, it doesn't matter, anyway, the old guy has long been ignorant of the world, and he can't hear the gossip they say.

The shadow came in.

"Sorry, I was transferred midway, I didn't even notice!"

He came to apologize.

"No, I have to thank you, it's good that I was transferred by them, so that I can get rid of Tie Shijie together!"

Ye Qing's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Tie Shijie should be in the Qin family, and Xia Shanxue should be in the Qin family too!"

"Okay, let me introduce you, Moying, my younger brother, the scholar, and the Wude monk are all my brothers who have gone through life and death. If you want to become stronger, it is definitely right to hang out with them!"

Ye Qing smiled and said:

"I'm going to the airport first, you go back and talk slowly!"

After speaking, Ye Qing turned and left.

"Hey……"

Moying was speechless, did he give himself as a gift to the dragon group?

Ye Qing ran all the way to the airport.

On the side of a deserted road, there is such a scene.

"Hey, that smelly wonton seller, did you pay the protection fee?"

The three gangsters in black leather jackets and leather pants were swearing and waving their hands, and walked towards an old woman selling wontons on the street aggressively, all of them had a fierce look on their faces.

"Our chicken brother asked you, did you pay the protection fee for selling things on our site?"

A little gangster stepped forward first, and forcibly dragged the old woman selling wontons from the stall and pushed her to the ground.

Pointing the iron rod in his hand at the old woman's head, he yelled harshly.

"I handed it in, I handed it in, I just handed it in yesterday!"

The old woman knelt limply and shivered on the cold ground.

"Paid? What about the invoice?"

"bill?"

"Yeah, don't look at us, we are also organized and disciplined. After receiving the protection fee, we all have to issue an invoice signed by Brother Ji!"

"Yeah, don't try to lie to us. If you dare to lie to us, you will have to pay double the protection fee!"

A few punks smiled sullenly.

"The invoice? I lost it!" the old woman said with a weak face.

"Lost it? That means there is no receipt?"

"If you don't have an invoice, you haven't paid it, and you are suspected of cheating our chicken brother, so now you have to pay twice the protection fee!"

"Five hundred a week, double that is 1000 yuan!"

"1000 yuan?"

The old lady was so frightened by this astronomical figure that she almost passed out.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. If I have this 1000 yuan, can I still sell wontons here in the cold wind?"

"Everyone, I beg you, please do me a favor, and take pity on my lonely old woman!"

The old woman's crooked body fell on the ground, crying pitifully and helplessly.

"What the hell, do you want to set up a stall here without paying the protection fee?"

"Old woman, there are many bad people in this generation, and you pay the protection fee for your own good!"

"Stop talking nonsense, pay it quickly, if you don't pay it, go to the funeral parlor for the New Year, where there is a fire and it's warm!"

Most people can't stand it, but if you don't have a hard heart, you're not a bitch. How could the gangsters see her lonely and pitiful appearance, but someone kicked her.