Countryside Magic Doctor

"Miss Yang, what's going on?" Ma Weimin asked in surprise. On his forehead, cold sweat was gathering and dripping from his fat chin which had been stacked into several sections.

Ma Xiaoshuai was the same. They looked at Yang Jiao in horror as if they were looking at some devil.

It is impossible to imagine that there is an invisible obstacle that blocks them in front of Yang Jiao.

These, whether Ma Weimin, who has lived for more than 50 years, or Ma Xiaoshuai, who is only 20 years old, have never met. They look at the unknown power with fear.

My heart is always extremely worried about what kind of character I offended for a while.

Yang Jiao didn't pay attention to the two fools, but waited patiently for the arrival of He Feng. As for the two fools, their nausea had spread all over Yang Jiao, so that Yang Jiao didn't want to say a word to them at all.

Especially at this time.

Ma Weimin has some weak knees. Although he is in his 50s and has experienced the craziest era of materialism, like most middle-aged people, they also have superstition in their hearts. Officials are a group prone to superstition.

This has been the case since ancient times. Therefore, Ma Weimin has long lost his previous calm. Now, he is like a frightened old dog, trembling, afraid and worried that there will be disaster in the next moment.

In fact, the disaster has come.

"Miss Yang, there are many things that offend you before. You don't want to save He Feng. Yes, it's him. We'll act immediately. We'll save He Feng after fighting for our old life. You have a lot of adults. Let us go." Ma Weimin knelt on the ground and begged.

Seeing his father kneeling down, which was hundreds of times worse than his father's ability, Ma Xiaoshuai quickly knelt down.

The two men knelt on the broken glass on the ground. The pants they wear in summer are not thick, and their knees are soaked with dripping blood in an instant.

There was a trace of blood on the ground left, while Ma Weimin was more straightforward. With a slap, he kowtowed to the ground, and several pieces of glass were embedded in his forehead, with blood flowing across it.

However, Ma Weimin seemed not to notice the pain, but continued to kowtow and plead.

"Miss Yang, please let my father and son go. We'll do whatever you want us to do. By the way, we'll return those shares to you," Ma Weimin continued.

But at this time, justice came here. He Feng panted and ran downstairs to the five-star hotel. With his huge spiritual knowledge, he Feng found Yang Jiao's location.

On the 12th floor, he swished and jumped onto the building, and then several climbed. With a slap, the kowtowing horse Weimin heard a loud noise, the huge French windows were broken into pieces, and pieces of glass fell to the ground from upstairs.

He Feng went in from the pieces of glass and scratched pieces of glass on his body, which could not cause him any harm. On the contrary, he seemed very powerful.

There was a fierce murderous spirit all over him, as if he could kill all the people here at any time.

Ma Weimin and Ma Xiaoshuai have noticed the fierce murderous spirit on He Feng. A pool of yellow liquid has flowed out at the feet of father and son, which looks disgusting.

Not long after, another stench came. It turned out that Ma Xiaoshuai pulled his pants and he Feng covered his nose slightly. The taste was really bad. For him who was obsessed with cleanliness, it was unbearable.

Yang Jiao on one side was also smoked by the smell. He Feng frowned. He Feng walked quickly and saw that Yang Jiao's hand was tied up by Ma Weimin's father and son. He was very angry immediately.

He kicked out with a bang. It was not a load-bearing wall. Ma Xiaoshuai was inlaid inside. On the wall, there was a principle. Ma Xiaoshuai bowed like a lobster and was inlaid inside.

Although he Feng used a lot of strength, he failed to kill Ma Xiaoshuai. He spit blood inside the wall, and blood gushed from the corners of his mouth.

When Ma Weimin saw the tragedy of his son, he was immediately surprised. Under the influence of his father and son, he rushed to pull his son out of the wall.

However, just when Ma Weimin tried hard to pull out his son, the creaking sound of bone fracture came out. Ma Weimin looked at his son in surprise. He saw Ma Xiaoshuai if Yousi said, "Dad, don't move, it's broken."

It turned out that Ma Xiaoshuai's spine, which had long been formed, had been smashed and could not move. Even if he could live, it would be only a disability.

He Feng didn't continue to pay attention to the father and son. Instead, he stretched out his hand and Yang Jiao immediately bent down. He Feng didn't start, a wisp of true Qi shot out, turned into a wisp of blade in the air and cut the rope on Yang Jiao's wrist.

After that, he Feng kneaded Yang Jiao's red wrist strangled by the rope and comforted: "don't do this next time, let alone his two goods. They are all hot and yellow. No one can help me."

What I said is that Yang Jiao's heart is trembling. Which woman doesn't want her man's ability to be stronger?

It's just a lie to say you don't want to. Human instinct is not to say whether you want to or not.

Yang Jiao nodded repeatedly, then fell on He Feng's chest and said, "He Feng, it seems that the company is not ours. I signed a contract with him and gave 60% of the shares to Ma Xiaoshuai."

Listening to her, he Feng didn't speak, just patted Yang Jiao on the back and motioned Yang Jiao to reassure her.

Then he Feng got up and went to Ma Xiaoshuai embedded in the wall.

"Do you want more shares?" He Feng looked at him coldly and said.

"Yes, ah, no, no, No." Ma Xiaoshuai looked at him in horror and said incoherently. He Feng nodded slightly, and then said, "you know what you are, well, go to hell."

After that, a silver needle was injected into his forehead. Then, it came out from behind his head through his head, and then returned to He Feng. Zhenqi immediately cleaned up all the dirt on the silver needle, and he Feng put it back into the space.

Then, he looked at Ma Weimin coldly.

Ma Weimin was afraid. Even if his son had died in the hands of this man, he dared not resist at all, because everything proved that it was undoubtedly a suicide to resist in front of this man.

Therefore, he retreated step by step like a lamb to be slaughtered.