Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 762 Borrowing a knife to kill someone "What's so difficult about this, Mr. Feng, people in the world are just like this. They have no quality and are not worthy of your doctors' pity. Treating them will turn them into sinners in the end. It's simply thankless. It doesn’t matter if you don’t work, Mr. Feng, why don’t you come to Bingquemen with me, and don’t suffer from this kind of uselessness!” When Sikong Dong said the first half of the sentence, Li Miao still felt that what he said was quite right, and he was like a human being. What he said, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he immediately collapsed, Sikong Dong, you can't be too shameless, you old guy, you are a pure stinky hooligan.

"Boss Sikong, what you said is indeed correct, but I only agree with the first half of the sentence." Li Miao smiled, not giving Sikong a good face.

"Uh, hehe." Sikong laughed twice, feeling even more helpless in his heart, this Feng Weile really didn't know how to flatter him.

"Director Sikong, you see, we still have such important matters in our hospital. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay at Helingmen for long. If the hospital rushes me again, maybe I won't have time to eat lunch, so I have to rush back. You said Said, let you come here for nothing, I feel sorry." Li Miao Mao cried and the mouse pretended to be merciful.

Sikong Dong was taken aback for a moment, then two words popped up in his mind, hypocrisy!

If you had thought this way earlier, you would have just agreed and it would have been the end of the story. No matter how thick-skinned Sikong Dong is, he wouldn't be able to plead again and again. It really hurts.

Facing such a tough opponent like Li Miao, Sikong Dong felt like crying. He wanted to play hard and soft, but he refused to take hard and soft.

"Boss Sikong, look, it's almost noon, I'll go to the kitchen to remind you, don't delay lunch." Feng Yulin couldn't sit still, and wanted to find an excuse to go out to get some air.

"Please go ahead." Sikong Dong directly ignored Feng Yulin, because this old thing didn't help him persuade his son-in-law at all, so let him hurry up and play with this kind of thing.

Feng Yulin saw that Sikong Dong didn't praise him, so he hurried out in a desperate manner.

"Director Sikong, I have to sort out the herbs I picked, so I can't accompany you." Feng Xiaoyu stood up slowly, nodded at Sikong Dong with a smile, and then walked out.

Sikong Dong's face is extremely ugly, and he is also sorting out the herbs, can you stop cheating me!

"Then, the Sikong manager, I'll go and help my sister." Feng Xiaozhen also felt that he was a little redundant, so he quickly smirked and ran out in a flash.

So in the hall, only Sikong Dong, Sikong Shan, and Li Miao were left.

At this moment, Sikong Shan also wanted to go out to get some air, but he didn't have the courage to say it out, maybe if he really went out, he would stay in Helingmen for the rest of his life.

"Young Master Feng, there are no outsiders now, so it's time for you to tell your true thoughts." Sikong Dong smiled coldly, picked up the teacup in front of him to drink tea, but found that he had already drank it up.

After giving Sikong Shan a wink, Sikong Shan immediately poured water for Sikong Dong.

"No outsiders? Manager Sikong, you are kidding me, you are the outsiders." Li Miao suddenly felt that Sikong Dong was really funny. As the son-in-law of Helingmen, all the people who went out were his own family members. In the mouth, he became an outsider.

"Uh, hehe, the old man made a slip of the tongue, I mean, there is no one else." Sikong Dong smiled awkwardly.

"However, although the guy next to you is tall and powerful, but not very strong, is he considered someone else?" Li Miao smiled lightly. He didn't have a good impression of Sikong Mountain. When he was training in the Bingquemen, The two had met before, but in the end Li Miao directly challenged the most powerful Sikong Yan, and had no chance to fight him, otherwise this guy would definitely not be standing here alive now.

"Ah? You!" Sikong Shan relied on his big arms and round waist, his burly figure, and he was about to show off, but when Li Miao said it, he turned out to be a humble man.

"Sikong Shan, you go out first, I will have a chat with Mr. Feng alone." Sikong Dong knew that Li Miao wanted to talk to him alone, so he had no choice but to tell Sikong Dong to leave immediately.

"Me." Sikong Shan seemed a little reluctant.

"Why, didn't you understand my words?" Sikong Dong smiled coldly.

"Yes." Sikong Shan turned pale, gritted his teeth and retreated.

"Haha, Mr. Feng, it's just you and me now, tell me your true thoughts. I know you are willing to join the Bingquemen, but because of Feng Yulin's face, I'm embarrassed to say it." Sikong Dong He smiled slightly, as if he had seen through Li Miao's thoughts completely.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Li Miao pretended to be surprised.

"Oh? It seems that the old man is right?" Sikong Dong just said it casually, but he didn't expect that Feng Weile really had such an idea. The old man was immediately very happy.

"I mean, why are you so brazen, don't misunderstand what I mean." Li Miao smiled lightly.

"You're presumptuous!" Sikong Dong was furious immediately. The chief steward of the Bingquemen, who was hiding himself majestically, was called shameless by a third-level Tianling cultivator. This sentence is an unprecedented irony in facing each other!

"What? Manager Sikong wants to kill me? It doesn't matter. You can kill me if you want. Anyway, you can't do business when you go back, and it has nothing to do with me." Li Miao's words can really piss people off. Sikong Dong's expression now, I really can't laugh or cry.

"Mr. Feng, this old man is getting old, and his words may be a little too aggressive, but I hope you don't change the subject." Sikong Dong said politely to Li Miao, suppressing his emotions. This old man has never been so humble before. In front of the head of the sect, at most, it is the respect that the master and servant only see, instead of the complete lack of temper like now.

"Hehe, Steward Sikong has a broad mind. If you want me to join the Bingquemen, you can, but I have one condition." Li Miao was about to speak out his inner thoughts. The strategy of slowing down the army.

"Although Mr. Feng mentioned this point, as long as it can be done by hiding the Bingquemen, he will definitely not shirk it. What's more, the things that can be difficult for the Bingquemen to do in the world may not have happened yet!" Sikong Dong's words Here, it is more of a kind of arrogance. He feels that Li Miao is nothing more than asking for money or status. These are easy to handle, just say it.

However, how could he know that Li Miao's real purpose almost scared him to the pee.

"I want the Bingquemen, help me destroy the hidden Zuolongmen!" When Li Miao said this, he could clearly feel that the whole process of Sikong Dong's expression suddenly changing from a smile to a shock, was simply like a performance artist .

In fact, Li Miao thinks this way. Since the Bingquemen is dependent on him, it may be extremely difficult to get rid of it completely. However, such a condition was put forward, which made the Bingquemen very difficult. If it is said, and the Bingquemen is willing to do it, it will definitely do yourself a big favor. It is not a bad idea to join the Bingquemen. Being an undercover agent, it's really the work of a real man to come and try your luck.