Countryside Magic Doctor

"Just say it? I don't think we have anything to say!" He Feng waved his sleeve, turned a corner and walked away. He looked angry. Tony next to him looked like he hated iron and didn't make steel. He stared at Su Zhenghai and his son.

A pig teammate was scolded in his heart.

Su Zhenghai now knows that he has poked a big basket and turned away the guests invited by Professor Smith. If people know, how can he be good?

Thinking of this, he hurried forward, took his son, bowed to He Feng and others and apologized: "it's a small man who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. He misunderstood several distinguished guests and guests. If you give me some face, don't investigate further..."

"I'll give you face?" He Feng snorted coldly. "Why didn't you give me face just now?"

As soon as his words were exported, Su Zheng Hai was a red face at the moment. He Feng was sneering at him. He looked at him scornfully. He saw more of the double standard dog. He asked others to give him a chance, but he never thought of giving others a chance when he was in power.

"What do you think I should do?" Su Zhenghai carefully tested He Feng, but he Feng looked at the sky and said, "this is also simple. Cut the little braid behind your head for me, and I'll go in. What do you think?"

"This..." Su Zhenghai's face turned black immediately.

Behind his head hung a small braid of money mouse tail, that is, the standard hair style of Tungus savages in the later Jin Dynasty. Su Zhenghai planned to raise his force a little and let himself share some relatives with suksaha.

Now so many years have passed.

Fifty or sixty years have passed since the day he left this braid.

Fifty or sixty years is enough to change the thinking of several generations, and it can also make a person's ideas deep-rooted and rigid. Su Zhenghai is like this. At the moment, he believes that he is a royal family of Aisin juero or a descendant of suksaha.

He lied ten thousand times, and the liars thought he was true. At this time, Su Zhenghai successfully transformed into a spiritual Tunguska savage, thinking that his ancestors were extremely brilliant, and the braid became his faith and the symbol of his noble Qing Royal family and Aisin juero ethnic group.

Well, the old guy doesn't know that suksaha and Aisin juero family have no blood relationship, but it doesn't prevent Su Zhenghai from sticking gold on his face. Anyway, they are fooling those who don't understand, and they may not be able to pick mistakes.

And for so many years, even if some people see the mistakes, they don't bother to talk to Su Zhenghai. After all, it's good to take care of themselves these days. Who is still in the mood to take care of other people's affairs?

However, although everything about Su Zhenghai is so ridiculous in the eyes of the public, he himself firmly believes that he is really the legendary imperial relatives of the Qing Dynasty. "Serious royal family origin" he also learned from those stars. After all, some stars always say that they are the Royal origin of the Qing Dynasty and put gold on their face.

Now the royal family of the Qing Dynasty is forced to cut their braids?

Is that good?

The old man immediately flew into a rage, stared at He Feng angrily and said angrily, "old man, today is death, and this braid won't be cut!"

"Quite backbone!" He Feng said with a sneer. He glanced at Su Tong and said, "your father doesn't plan to cut his braids. Why don't you help him?"

"This......" Su Tong was stunned and didn't dare to come forward.

He knew that his father valued this braid. Usually, he had to put some oil on it every once in a while to maintain its luster. At the moment, if he cut it off, even if his father spoiled himself again, I'm afraid it's enough for him.

He quickly shook his head and said, "Mr. He, forget it. This braid really can't be cut!"

"Tony, what do you say?" He Feng ignored him and asked Tony aside. Tony didn't understand these twists and turns. He also felt that the braid behind Su Zhenghai's forehead was a little ugly, so he said to He Feng, "let me deal with it!"

He Feng nodded and watched.

But Tony stepped forward and said to Su Zhenghai, "master Su, you have a cook with such a braid. You can't even wear a hat. How unsanitary? You'd better cut the braid. If you can't do it yourself, I'll help you..."

"Don't think about it," said Su Zhenghai. He hurriedly protected the braid behind his head. Seeing this, Tony shook his head. He really didn't understand the use of the braid hanging behind his head like a withered manuscript. He also didn't understand why the old man was so persistent. If he didn't understand, he simply didn't think about it and took a direct step forward.

A lunge flashed behind Su Zhenghai.

Where is Su Zhenghai Tony's opponent?

When Su Zhenghai wondered how the living man in front of him suddenly disappeared, suddenly, he only felt a cold behind his forehead. He quickly reached out to touch behind his forehead. There was nothing behind his forehead. His braid was cut off!

When he turned away angrily, he saw behind him that Tony was holding a knife in his right hand and putting it into his pocket, and there was a white braid at his side.

"You..." Su Zhenghai fell to the ground and grabbed his braid. He Feng walked past him with great satisfaction. Tony hurriedly stretched out his hand and invited him to the yard. When they entered the yard, they went straight to the main hall.

The doors of the main hall are wide open.

Facing the cloister in the middle, he Feng and his colleagues passed through the middle and walked to the distance. Far away, he saw the Smith in the distance. At the moment, he was sitting in the master's chair, holding a pair of chopsticks and eating. It seemed that he was very skillful. If he only looked at the action of his hand, he couldn't guess that he was a foreigner.

Seeing he Feng walking quickly outside, Smith didn't plan to get up to meet him. Instead, he drank himself there. It was a great pleasure to drink a cup of wine. He Feng approached them and went up the steps. At this time, Smith slowly stood up from the table, smiled at He Feng and said: "Long time no see, he Feng. I remember the last time we passed by, it was a year ago. During this time, I miss you so much. You should know how much trouble you have caused me. That base is my lifelong effort!"