Shenhao: My Fiancee Is A Villain Female Ceo?

Li Changtian's sudden scream caught everyone off guard.

They didn't understand how it could suddenly turn into severe pain when they were told it would be treated in a gentle way.

Ye Tian also looked confused, and he didn't know what went wrong.

If you insert the pins in the order you memorized, this problem shouldn't occur.

After being at a loss for a moment, he immediately recovered and said in a deep voice: "This is a normal phenomenon. Mr. Li's legs have been unconscious for many years, and the accumulated blood congestion over the years has been opened up in an instant, so he will have this symptom."

No matter what happened, he couldn't let others know that he forgot the order of inserting the pins, otherwise the whole day would be over.

He was thinking hard about what he had done wrong. Instead of removing a silver needle with his right hand, he grabbed Li Changtian's arm and breathed into his inner energy to help him suppress it.

As Ye Tian's inner energy was channeled, Li Changtian's screams gradually weakened.

His eyes were a little frightened, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Xiaoyou Ye, will there be this kind of pain in the subsequent treatment process?"

It's not that he can't bear it, but the pain travels with the blood throughout his body, and even his heart feels like being pricked by needles.

Ye Tian naturally couldn't say that he didn't know clearly at this time. His understanding of the medical skills inherited from the "Miracle Sutra" was somewhat dissipated, but at this point, he could only lie, otherwise the day would not end peacefully.

"Follow-up treatment will be more time-consuming, but the pain is only caused by the moment of opening up the congestion. Now I am injecting internal energy to help you clear the meridians, so you don't have to worry." Ye Tian said in a gentle tone, trying to prevent Li Changtian from feeling his lack of confidence.

Below, Jiang Cheng almost laughed out loud when he saw this scene.

In fact, Ye Tian was only one centimeter away from the needle point, but for the wonderful human body, even a half-point mistake would be an extremely fatal problem.

If it weren't for the inner qi he cultivated using the exercises included in the "Miracle Sutra", Li Changtian would have died due to the reverse flow of qi and blood in less than three minutes.

Jiang Cheng glanced at it and then looked away. The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. When he took it out, an inexplicable smile appeared.

Turning his head, he said to Qin Ming: "Young Master Qin, you can activate the relationship and let people raid the club under Song Qing's name now."

Qin Ming was stunned for a while, and then said: "Arrange people now?"

He originally thought that Jiang Cheng would impress him later, but he didn't expect that he would target Song Qing now.

"Yes, we are now arranging a raid to collect evidence. When Song Qing learns the news, he will throw out all the dirty properties in his hands, so now is the best time to collect evidence."

"Of course, it will take a while to completely send Song Qing in. The people in the Demon City alone are not enough, and the people above must add fuel to the fire." Jiang Cheng smiled mysteriously.

Qin Ming was stunned, so what is the purpose of collecting evidence now?

Oh, by the way, he said check!

"Okay, I understand. I'll make arrangements now." After saying that, Qin Ming nodded and left.

Jiang Cheng couldn't say he was disgusted with Song Qing, but he was disgusted with what he did behind his back.

Open a club, set up a casino, and engage in black boxing.

If this doesn't involve the underworld, can he, Song Qing, do it?

Supporting Wang Hu is the best example.

Including the club opened by Song Qing, used to seize the rich and high-ranking officials. Where did those princesses with looks above 7 points come from?

Without the following channels, just give money?

impossible!

In this world, most of the good-looking princesses in luxury clubs want to be favored by some rich people and then be kept under their care. The rest either take loan sharks and fail to repay them, so they are used as excuses for the loans. , demanding physical repayment from them.

However, after repaying the money, they were almost useless. They were used to earning high amounts of money. They couldn't satisfy the monthly salary of ordinary employees of more than 10,000 yuan, so they took advantage of the fact that they were still a little young and got rich under the arrangement of the club.

Song Qing relied on these people to obtain confidential information from rich people and high-ranking officials, thereby threatening them and protecting himself!

After thinking about all this, Jiang Cheng took out his mobile phone again and sent a message to Li Rui, who had been lying in wait for a long time.

"Everything is ready. Someone will go there tonight to collect evidence. You should be ready to respond. In addition...a thorough investigation of Song Qing will be launched in three days."

The message was sent successfully. He put away his phone and walked directly to a place.

There, sitting an energetic old man in Tang suit with black and white hair.

Behind the old man stood several strong and powerful bodyguards. Looking at their posture, you could tell that they were from special forces.

Jiang Cheng didn't care enough about the wealthy families in the Magic City. The reason why he came to the reception in person was because of this old man.

Jiang Cheng walked over with a smile and stopped in front of the old man.

Ignoring the sharp gaze of the bodyguard behind the old man, his temperament was gentle and elegant: "Mr. Zhang? Hello, my name is Jiang Cheng."

PS: Small Theater (Everyone has a lot of fun watching it. I moved and slept in the afternoon. I will stay up all night tonight to work on the manuscript. I will post one chapter after I finish it.)

Looking at the one-star negative review, an author smashed his keyboard and said angrily: "You high-end readers are amazing, I won't write anymore!"

An author turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, a reader came out and shouted: "Wait a minute!"

A certain author was overjoyed and snickered secretly: "Sure enough, he still retained me."

Picking up the keyboard on the ground, a certain author was about to turn around when he heard what the reader said behind him.

"You fucking deserve to write a novel? Why don't you just die? You only update twice a day, why don't you just write a novel?"

I would like to ask everyone, should I concentrate on posting one chapter a day or should I write and post one chapter at a time? (It has stabilized, there are 4 chapters a day, about 1500-2000 chapters)

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