The President's Personal Evil Physician

As soon as the woman's voice fell, a group of punk-looking people cast their gazes over, but within a few moments, they came to Ye Qing's side with sticks they didn't know where they got.

The meaning is already obvious!

They came here for Ye Qing, and they were prepared a long time ago.

In fact, before Ye Qing came, they received a call from the short and fat man in the loan shark company, telling them that Ye Qing came to look for trouble.

Get them ready!

"I'm looking for your boss, take me to see your boss!"

Ye Qing repeated it, he still didn't take them seriously.

"Boy, you probably won't be able to see this boss, but we can let you see another person!"

A tattooed man dangled the steel pipe in his hand with a sinister smile on his face.

"See who?"

Ye Qing asked casually.

"Lord Yan!"

The tattooed man sneered:

"Damn you, you don't even look at whose place this is. You dare to come here alone to make trouble. Tell me, aren't you impatient?"

"Don't make me repeat it for the third time, this earth can still rotate without any of you!"

Ye Qing said coldly.

"Hahaha... just you?"

The tattooed man couldn't keep up and burst out laughing.

In terms of size, he is a head taller than Ye Qing, in terms of strength, Ye Qing is like a little chicken in front of him.

"Little handsome guy, I advise you to leave the bar quickly, otherwise it will be too late."

The woman put on a look of "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade", and said with a smile.

"If you have a sister-in-law who says good things to you, if you are sensible, go away, or I will let you see Lord Yan later!"

The tattooed man scolded.

"Why is it so difficult for you to understand a truth?"

Ye Qing said lightly.

His eyes moved slightly.

"Ah..." The tattooed man immediately let out a sharp cry. He covered his neck with both hands, and his face was turning purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah..." There were one or two sad voices from time to time.

"Chicken, what's the matter with you?"

"Chicken..."

The younger brothers around him all came over and looked at him with puzzled expressions.

What's the matter with him?

boom!

With one thought in Ye Qing, the tattooed man flew out without any warning, and hit the dance floor heavily, waiting until his little brother went over to watch.

His two eyeballs are protruding, like two cow eggs.

The dead cannot die anymore.

"Brother Chicken is dead!" At this time, no one knew who suddenly yelled, causing a burst of panic.

"what……"

Then there was another scream, and another little bastard flew out backwards and hit the wall beside him.

also died.

"Ah, another one died!" Someone screamed again.

"If no one tells you where your boss is, what happens to them is what happens to all of you!"

Ye Qing suddenly spoke.

s...

They immediately turned their eyes on Ye Qing.

Fear was on their faces.

Did he do it just now?No, how could it be him?

Did he do it?

He didn't do anything at all!

"Don't you believe it?" Ye Qing smiled slightly, and another random person flew upside down, dying with regret.

"what……"

"Ghost!"

……

This group of punks immediately turned pale as if they had seen a devil, and they backed away crazily.

A few of them still wanted to escape from the bar, but they died before stepping out of the bar, and they died silently.

Panic, terror, danger!

Let them stand there trembling.

"Whoever speaks, you can live, and if you don't speak, you will die!"

Ye Qing laughed.

Seeing his smile, everyone's heart suddenly felt a chill go straight to their foreheads!

"He...he...he's upstairs, just now he got a girl from somewhere and went upstairs!"

At this time, the woman spoke.

She is not stupid, the man in front of her must have come for that girl, he has already killed several people for this girl, and that man is probably finished, so she can't risk her life for a dead person Get it in.

"lead the way!"

Just as Ye Qing uttered the words, there were two bangs at the bar's door.

"Bitch of a grass-mud horse, bad luck!"

Then there was an angry scolding sound from the upstairs window.

"She fell!"

A little gangster leaning against the door secretly glanced outside the door and said in a low voice.

But it fell into Ye Qing's ears.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, and rushed out of the bar immediately.

At the door of the bar, there was indeed a disheveled figure lying there.

It was Zhang Xiaofan.

"Ms. Zhang, Mr. Zhang?"

Ye Qing quickly ran over, took a breath, she must have jumped from the second floor, now she has passed out, her body is hot, her skin is red, smells of alcohol, she must have been forcibly drugged.

It was just a thin professional attire, which was torn apart by force, and there were large pieces of white snow exposed in front of Ye Qing.

Ye Qing injected a bit of divine power into her body.

Then he picked her up.

"Made, bad luck!"

At this moment, a big man came down from the upstairs of the bar, still cursing something in his mouth.

He is the boss.

He is also the boss of a loan shark company.

"What's the matter? You guys? Why don't you sing and dance rap anymore?"

The bald-headed man looked at this group of people, behaving strangely, not saying a word, not drinking alcohol, he couldn't help but have some doubts.

"Brother, something...something happened here!"

A younger brother said in a low voice.

"Yes, something happened, old six, you find two brothers to see if that bitch is dead, and if she dies, find me a remote place to bury her!"

The bald man lit a cigarette, took a puff in his mouth, and said very calmly.

"Also, where is the second child?" He found that someone seemed to be missing, so he asked again.

"Big Brother, Second Brother is dead!"

A younger brother, speaking of it, did not dare to take a breath.

"What? The second child died? Where did he die today?"

The big bald man was puffing smoke, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

"Second brother was killed, and the brothers at the door were all killed!"

A younger brother hesitated and hawed.

"what?"

The bald man seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter, he sat up from the chair in shock, and roared:

"What the hell, who did it?"

"It's not all you!"

The woman suddenly yelled:

"If it weren't for you, the girls who provoke other people outside, they wouldn't die, they were all killed by you!"

"Are you talking about me? Lao Tzu..." The bald man raised his hand and was about to slap the woman with an angry face, but suddenly there was another figure in his peripheral vision.

It was Ye Qing who was holding Zhang Xiaofan.

His appearance immediately made those punks step back several steps, their faces full of horror.