Divine Physician

After drinking Kung Fu tea, Wu Xuanming and Wang Qingfeng continued to harvest rice in the field with a golden sickle each.

The golden scythe and the golden rice pinched vigorously, and finally the golden rice in the half-acre field fell neatly under the two golden sickles.

After finishing the farm work, the sun will go down.

Wu Xuanming kept asking Wang Qingfeng where he was going to take him, but Wang Qingfeng never gave him an answer. It was not until the two got into the car together that Wang Qingfeng told Wu Xuanming that he was going to a high-end club.

There is no doubt that rich people must go to those high-end and mysterious clubs for gatherings. It is only after arriving that they realize how mysterious this club is. From a distance, it looks as deserted as a coffin shop, and it is still in a very remote alley.

After getting off the car, Wang Qingfeng reminded: "Follow me later, no matter who talks to you, don't pay attention."

Listening to him reminding Wu Xuanming that this party is very mysterious and boring at the same time, is a party that can't even talk a party still called a party?

Wu Xuanming wanted to ask the reason, but he still felt that it would be better to reveal the answer by himself, since it would obviously lose his grace if he showed too much curiosity.

After Wu Xuanming followed Wang Qingfeng into the black and gold-rimmed gate, he saw a corner with an oil painting on the wall. Wang Qingfeng stopped, turned around and introduced to Wu Xuanming: "This painting is the original work of the Impressionist master. When you buy it, the current price 4 million yen, equivalent to more than 3000 million RMB at the time.”

Wu Xuanming just nodded in approval and did not respond, because he knew that the purpose of Wang Qingfeng bringing him here was nothing more than to let him be a spectator without the right to speak.

Walking through this corner, I saw a hall, each space is separated by a large sofa, the sofa is very deep, and two people can sit at the same time.

There were some people sitting sparsely in the hall, and they were all sitting alone in it, not chatting with anyone, the whole hall was deadly silent.

Wang Qingfeng took Wu Xuanming to find a remote seat and sat down. Wu Xuanming felt that this was simply a trick, and there was no party atmosphere at all.

"Boy, don't be impetuous. You have to know that the people who can enter this club are all characters who can turn clouds and rain. You are the most mediocre person here without money and rights." Wang Qingfeng saw that Wu Xuanming was a little restless, So he couldn't help but reprimanded him.

"Aren't I very honored?" Wu Xuanming snorted with some disdain.

"You have to know that the Japanese political arena is often here to decide the fate of their nation. This is a lair of money and power transactions." When Wang Qingfeng said this, many people around him turned their attention to him, some were surprised, some were contemptuous Some are angry, some are angry, and some even have a murderous look. If these gazes are gathered together enough to kill people invisible, no one can understand what these gazes mean, even Wu Xuanming feels uneasy.

"You are busy with your work, what's there to see?" Wang Qingfeng shouted at the crowd.

Wu Xuanming knew that these gazes were very unkind, and also understood that Wang Qingfeng had committed a big taboo, but he didn't know whether he could resolve the current crisis.

After Wang Qingfeng's voice fell, two middle-aged men came. They looked ordinary, but their expressions were serious.

"You have to know that no noise is allowed here, please leave immediately!"

Wang Qingfeng's face darkened. It was obvious that these two people had offended him, and his eyes told everyone that he was about to lose his temper. "What does it matter to you if I talk here? Get out of here if you are sensible. Say something like that to me." Wang Qingfeng got up and shouted at the two of them.

His voice was like thunder, causing everyone to cast strange glances again, and there were a few people who seemed to be very powerful got up and walked over, and the expressions on the visitors were not friendly.

Judging from his posture, Wang Qingfeng should be in for a lot of bad luck.

"What's the matter? Are you all trying to bully me, an old man?"

It must be uncomfortable to be made dumplings by others, and Wang Qingfeng will not let these people take advantage of him, or he will lose his old face.

"You broke the rules by making loud noises here, and you must be cleared. If you leave voluntarily, we don't have to hold you accountable. Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences." Someone even threatened Wang Qingfeng.

The person who threatened Wang Qingfeng looked familiar. Wu Xuanming often saw him on TV news. He was a senior official in the Japanese political circle. Wu Xuanming was sweating for Mr. Wang and wanted to see how big he was strength.

"You bastards really dare to treat yourself as a god, I want to see who dares to drive me away?" Wang Qingfeng's voice was still very loud, and his expression did not change, and he did not put these people on the list at all. in the eyes.

Of course, according to Wang Qingfeng, the people who can enter here are big shots, and big shots are educated people, at least they don't use violence, and even if they want to use violence, they have to find someone to do it afterwards.

But Wang Qingfeng was not such a quiet person at all, he slapped the government official who threatened him in the face, and not only slapped him, but he slapped him five times in a row, making that guy very dirty Sucai gave up: "Grandma, you dare to show your power in front of me with these little tricks, you really don't know how to live or die, and it made me dirty."

The other people who came up were so scared that they backed away again and again, and the rest of the people watching the fire from the other side also looked at the ignorant Wang Qingfeng in horror, as if he was a Martian who suddenly fell from the sky.

"Oh my god, this old man is simply crazy!"

"Who is he? Why is he so bold?"

"Eighty percent is the prime minister's own father."

"The prime minister's father died a long time ago. I think it must be the prime minister's father-in-law."

"..." People around began to discuss Wang Qingfeng's identity.

Even this high-ranking government official whose face was flushed was terrified, even his own father would not dare to slap him like this. If it gets out, he will be regarded as a sad official.

"Do you dare to declare your name?" The only thing he can do now is to find out the identity of the person who smoked him first, so that he can prescribe the right medicine afterwards.

"How can someone like you ask me my name? Even your prime minister is not worthy, so get the hell out of me before I get angry. I don't want your pork-kids face to get my hands dirty again!" Wang Qingfeng looked at the slaps he had slapped, and seemed a little unsatisfied.

Wu Xuanming admired the old man's strength from the bottom of his heart, and his slaps were solid enough. It seemed that he had to re-evaluate the old man's strength.

The situation was already tense, and Wang Qingfeng seemed to be about to smack someone again, but the official who was sacked was still staring at him angrily. Wang Qingfeng said with a smile: "Brother Wang, why do you have to be as knowledgeable as young people?"

"Are you Wang Qingfeng?" When the person who was drawn asked this question, he couldn't help taking two steps back, and his face was obviously uglier than before, and his waist was obviously bent much more than before.

"Brother Kaohsiung, you really have blind eyes, and the consequences of making Mr. Wang angry will be very serious." The lady scolded the official who was drawn with disdain, as if her official was bigger than this guy.