All Powerful Doctor

Hum!

The old man gave a cold hum and threw Liu Yan out.

He snapped: "be good, if you don't listen, your Taekwondo Hall won't be open!"

"Go

He swung his sleeve and left.

The owner of the gold museum quickly followed.

"Master, where are you going now?" He asked.

"Who is the one who hurt you?" The old man said coldly.

"Yang Hao!"

The master of the gold museum spits out two words from his teeth.

He gritted his teeth and said, "he is the son of Yang Bao, the king of jewelry."

"Oh?"

The old man browed a pick, "this jewelry king, rich?"

"Very rich." The golden hall is the main road.

"Come on, let's go and find him!" Old man cold tunnel.

Whew!

In a flash, he ran out.

In five minutes.

They came to Yang Bao's private villa.

In the villa.

Yang Hao is crying: "Dad, Wu Jue that dog slave, he betrayed you, actually to me, my body injury, is he hit."

Bang!

Yang Bao rises on the stage.

He angrily scolded: "son of a bitch, if I hadn't saved him at the beginning, he would have become a pile of bones."

"I didn't expect that he would take revenge and beat my son."

"Where is he?" Yang baoleng said.

"I don't know."

Yang Hao shook his head.

Hum!

Yang Bao snorted coldly and yelled, "come on

Suddenly, several people came in.

"What's the matter, sir?" One asked.

"You guys, go out immediately, look for Wu Jue and bring him back." Yang Bao said.

"Yes

Several people said in unison.

Bang!

All of a sudden, the luxury door of the villa was kicked open, and the door panel flew in, thumping on the ground.

Two people, come in slowly.

It's the owner and the old man.

Yang Bao's face was cold and he scolded, "who are you two?"

"Who allows you to break into my villa, get out of here!"

"Noisy!"

The old man looked cold and waved his sleeve.

Suddenly, a strong wind, spray thin out, directly will Yang BaoFan fly.

Bang!

Yang Bao's fat body made a loud noise when he hit Qiang.

Ah ~

he screamed like a pig.

"Dad, Dad, are you ok?"

Yang Hao rushed over and helped Yang Bao up.

Then, eyes Sen ran, staring at the gold museum owner, "it's you again."

"How dare you break into my house? Do you want to die?"

Ha ha

The owner of the gold museum sneered with disdain.

"Laugh at your sister!"

Yang Hao burst a rude sentence, scolded: "grass, get out of here, otherwise, when Wujue dog slave comes back, you will die."

Hey, hey

"He'll never come back," said the owner with a grim smile

"Why?"

Yang Hao was a little confused and asked subconsciously.

"Because he's dead." The owner of the gold museum said calmly.

"What?"

Yang Hao's eyes shrank and his face was shocked. "You You killed him? "

The master of the Golden Hall shook his head. "I didn't kill it. My master killed it."

"You What do you want to do? " Yang Bao trills.

He was a little scared.

No, I'm afraid.

He quietly pulled out his cell phone, ready to call the police.

Whew!

Suddenly, the old man put out a finger and gave it a click.

Suddenly, a finger awn, shot out, hit Yang Bao's mobile phone.

Bang!

All of a sudden, the mobile phone exploded and the metal shell flew around.

Poop!

Yang Bao was so scared that he sat on the ground.

The old man's eyes were cold. "Don't make small moves under my eyes. This is a warning. Next time, never forgive me lightly."

"No No, no! " Yang Baolian is busy.

"I hear you have a lot of money."

The old man said faintly: "my recent cultivation has entered a bottleneck. I need a lot of herbs. I'm just short of money to rush into the bottleneck and break through it."

"Show me."

"Good, good."

Yang Bao quickly nodded, did not dare to have any hesitation.

"No way!"

Yang Hao yelled, "Dad, this is a robbery. We can't give him money.""What a mouth

The old man's eyes flashed a cold light.

With a wave of his sleeve, he fanned Yang Hao away.

Poof!

Yang Hao hit the wall and vomited blood.

"Stop it, stop it

"You want money, I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you now. Please don't hurt my son," Yang Bao cried

Hum!

The old man snorted and said impatiently, "where's the money?"

"Here, here."

Yang Bao immediately took out a bank card and handed it to the old man.

"This card, with a million dollars, is an apology." He said with a bow.

"A million?"

Bang!

The old man crushed the bank card directly, then ground it into powder.

"One million, you send beggars?" The master of the Golden Hall yelled angrily.

"Well How much is that? " Yang Bao asked weakly.

"Ten million!"

The old man uttered three words coldly.

"One Ten million? "

Yang Baojing's tongue is tied.

"Ten million is too much, I..." He said stiffly.

Bang!

Suddenly, the old man fanned him away.

Then, on the tip of his foot, he ran over, grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

"Ten million, give or not?"

The old man snapped: "if you don't give it, today, you and your son will die here!"

"And make sure the police don't find any evidence, because you all died of suicide!"

"You..."

Yang Bao glared.

Hum!

The old man snorted coldly, and his strength increased slightly.

Click! Click!

Yang Bao's neck bone is cracking.

His face, red purple, eyes, covered with blood, breathing very difficult.

"I I'll give it, I'll give it! " He said with all his might.

Bang!

The old man threw him away.

Wheezing ~ wheezing ~

Yang Bao took a few breaths and then recovered slowly.

"Money The old man cheered coldly.

Yang Bao shivered all over and immediately took out a bank card and handed it to him.

"This Here's 10 million. If you don't believe it, you can swish it. "

"No need."

The old man said in a cold voice: "I don't think you dare to cheat me. If you cheat me, what's waiting for you will be death!"

Yang Bao's body trembled, and he said, "I dare not, I dare not."

"Let's go!"

The old man waved and turned away.

Suddenly, he turned his head and said, "by the way, I don't want you to call the police. Of course, if you have to call the police, I won't stop you."

"Just, I'll kill you!"

"No No alarm, absolutely no alarm! " Yang Bao patted his chest.

"I hope you don't do stupid things." The old man said coldly.

Then he turned and left.

The owner of the gold museum immediately followed.

"Grass Mud Horse!"

After they left, Yang Hao scolded angrily, "Dad, what shall we do?"

"Do you want to spend millions to hire international killers to kill them?"

Pop!

Suddenly, Yang Bao slapped him in the face and scolded him angrily: "shut up, don't mention it any more."