Immortal Doctor with Super Vision

"Word of mouth, a curse. I tell you, being a hospital is a matter of conscience. Not many people do things like you. If you don't do something against your conscience, your business will be good."

This product angered the boss. When the boss bit his teeth, this guy pretended to force him in front of him. He didn't want to mix the rhythm. See if he didn't find someone to beat this product, he looked for teeth everywhere.

"Little farmer, you're playing with me. I'll give you a chance now. If you obediently take out 200 million to buy this hospital, we can say anything. If you don't want to, don't blame me for being rude."

The boss said, putting on his sunglasses, looking very arrogant.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled coldly.

"Are you serious? You still want to play the trick of buying and selling for me. You treat yourself as a strong man!"

"NIMA, you're bald." the boss scolded, took out the phone and dialed out.

To be honest, if you don't know a few bastards now, you'll be fooling around. You can't do it at all. The boss thought the cow blew the sky and gave him that trick.

Zhang Xiaofan was not afraid of these. He went to the reception room of the hospital, sat on the sofa and put his legs on the table. He looked like a hooligan. He really made the boss angry and wanted to vomit blood.

"Fifty million, you have to sell, you have to sell if you don't sell."

After listening to Zhang Xiaofan's words, the boss thought he was going to faint. He wanted to buy and sell for Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan gave him a strong buy and sell game. What's the rhythm? Didn't you see that he called someone just now.

"Your grandmother's bear, eat my fist first." the boss said, punching Zhang Xiaofan. It's too fierce. It seems that he is also the owner of frequent fights.

As soon as Zhang Xiaofan reached out and grabbed the boss's fist, he squeezed it hard. The boss frowned and frowned. Unexpectedly, the strength of the little farmer was so powerful that he knew he wouldn't punch rashly.

"Grandpa, spare your life."

"Hum, go to the bathroom and play handstand. When I call you out, you can come out again."

Zhang Xiaofan gave the boss a chance to do well, but the boss couldn't do well. He was one meter six, 250 kilograms of body, and he didn't come from martial arts. How could he survive.

But Zhang Xiaofan was cruel. The boss didn't dare to listen. He ran to the toilet to stand upside down and looked at the yellow line on the ground. How could he think it was confession? He couldn't help but want to spit it out.

This vomit was out of control. The more he vomited, the more he wanted to vomit. He didn't dare to move. How disgusting it was. He just expected the person he was looking for to come quickly, and then run the little farmer and make the little farmer arrogant.

Zhang Xiaofan waited for the person invited by the boss in the reception hall. After half an hour, the people finally came and saw Zhang Xiaofan's awesome appearance.

Touching their heads one by one, they can't figure out what the situation is. How can a small farmer be so arrogant and calm when he sees them coming? This is either pretending to be forced or having the strength of terror. This kind of person is not easy to provoke.

However, they believe that Zhang Xiaofan is pretending to be forced. After all, they don't have a body of 250 kilograms. How can they be heavyweights.

Zhang Xiaofan stretches his waist. Those bastards carefully step back. Zhang Xiaofan is a little helpless.

"I haven't hit you yet. What are you so afraid of? I stretch because I think you're too slow. If you slow down a little, I'll fall asleep and can't play with you."

The leaders of those bastards frowned, looked around, didn't find boss Li's shadow, and asked where boss Li was.

"Play handstand in the toilet. You can go in and make a paragraph. It may be very powder sucking. Of course, you should match some music. You can sing that you love you enough, but the premise is that you don't get sick."

Zhang Xiaofan said this easily. The boss sent two hands to the bathroom. It was really disgusting. Boss Li stood upside down against the wall and looked like a toad.

The two younger brothers filmed the passage, put on the music and showed it to the boss. The boss almost threw up on his mobile phone. Do you love it enough? Who can't forget such a beautiful song and such an unbearable picture.

"NIMA, dare to let boss Li play handstand. I think you don't want to mix up. I want to PK with you."

The boss is not stupid. At present, boss Li is as good as his grandson, which shows that the means of this product is not simple. If they act rashly, they will suffer.

It's better to fight this bastard PK first. If you lose, be honest and bold. Ask the real identity of the goods and see if he's still alive.

"PK, what do you want to PK?"

Zhang Xiaofan was also amused by this guy. These days, people are looking for PK everywhere. Now he's still connected with him to see if he doesn't kill this second product.

"PK plays a dog. Who plays like who wins? If you lose, you must answer a question honestly."

The boss is also a talent, PK others. He may not be the opponent of small farmers, but when PK is a dog, he has absolute self-confidence.

He can have today's status by being a dog for the boss. He doesn't believe anyone in the world has better ability to play a dog than him. Are you kidding? This is strength.

Zhang Xiaofan is really going to be stupid. PK can't be tall. What the hell is PK doing when he is a dog? He can just admit defeat.

"Now you perform for everyone. I don't think I'm your opponent. When you finish the performance, I'll admit defeat directly.

The boss looked like a cow and fork. He said that no one in the world was more like him playing a dog. Watching Zhang Xiaofan admit defeat, he had more confidence and worked harder.

The boss began to perform and even prepared the props. Obviously, he came prepared and put on a dog suit.

Lie on the ground and smell the stink for a while. Add up your tail and look like you're enjoying it.

At this time, a little brother came and was eating a meat bun. The dog barked a few times. The little brother smashed a meat bun at the dog. The dog jumped, picked up the meat bun and ran away happily.

"Mom, there's no going back when you beat a dog with meat buns."

The little brother muttered that when the performance was over, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't stand up. He was sure that this paragraph was definitely the best one he saw this year. If it was photographed and put on the Internet, it would be very interesting.

An Xiaoli is also laughing. Unexpectedly, those gangsters are so funny. Why not go live with this talent? Being a gangster won't make much money and discredit her relatives. It's very boring.

"Hehe, you are so talented. I will admit defeat in gambling. I will answer any questions you want to ask truthfully. Zhang Xiaofan stopped laughing and looked at their boss and asked.

By this time, the boss had taken off the props and put on a suit. He looked like a dog.

Who could have thought that such a guy like a dog would act like a dog. It's too hard to imagine.

I don't know what's wrong now. I want to laugh at that guy. It's so interesting.

"Don't laugh. Be serious. We bastards are very serious. Is it easy for us?"

That brother pretends to be serious, which makes Zhang Xiaofan feel funny. He can't help laughing.

Zhang Xiaofan tried not to laugh again. The boss began to ask questions, and Zhang Xiaofan should answer them carefully.

"Tell us, who are you?" the boss asked, staring into Zhang Xiaofan's eyes.

"I'm Zhang Xiaofan, the boss of mortal group." Zhang Xiaofan answered very seriously. If we lose, we have to admit defeat. Answer honestly. We still have integrity.

The boss has now confirmed one thing. Since they arrived here, the little farmer has been pretending to force, including when answering the question just now.

Everyone in the world knows that Zhang Xiaofan, the boss of mortal group, is dead. He pretends to be too ignorant of the news and has no professional quality. Such people must be taught a good lesson.

"Loading forced goods. You loaded them in place before and almost cheated us, but you ignored a problem. The details determine the success or failure."

"Now people all over the world know that Zhang Xiaofan is dead, but you don't know. How can we believe it?"

The boss doesn't believe Zhang Xiaofan, so Zhang Xiaofan doesn't know how to explain.

He really doesn't pretend to force. He is Zhang Xiaofan. How can these people not believe it!

"I'm really Zhang Xiaofan. I really don't pretend to force."

"Your mother, call me."

At the command of the boss, dozens of people under him rushed to Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan was really helpless. Why did some people not believe him when he told the truth? He really had no choice but to show his strength.

"Go back."

Zhang Xiaofan's voice fell, took out a few bookers, turned his palm, and the bookers quickly rotated in front of him, frightening the bastards who rushed up back.

"Brother, he's a Booker killer. We're not his opponent."

A little brother said to the boss, and the boss slapped the little brother directly. He was really angry by the little brother.

At any time, how can you grow the ambition of others and destroy your prestige? This is clearly a magic show. Although it looks powerful, it is not practical at all.

"A group of garbage, what Booker killer, have never seen a magic show. Look at me, how to kill the little farmer."

The boss is also very helpless. His gang of subordinates are not good at it. He can't do anything by himself.

Zhang Xiaofan gives these guys a show of determination, mainly to let these guys know his strength and retreat in spite of difficulties, but these guys don't appreciate it.

He also said that his powerful stunt was magic. It was the Savior's insult to his stunt. It would be a shame not to do it again.

"Then let me show you my unique skills."

Zhang Xiaofan's voice fell and his palm turned again. How many bucks? Fly to the gang of bastards.

In just a few minutes, those bastards became bald and squatted on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, like a group of criminals.