Village Doctor's Magic Hands

"Since Han Shao is here, let Han Shao be fair." it's said that Han Dongcheng is Ye Chengtian's dependence. Now Han Dongcheng is here, so this opportunity to show off can't continue to be occupied by Ye Chengtian.

"OK!" without asking the others for their opinions, Han Dongcheng stood up from the sofa and looked at Ye Xiaoqing, his eyes shining.

When the Ye family proposed marriage with the Han family, Han Dongcheng had never seen what ye Xiaoqing looked like. If there were not the photos taken by Ye Chengtian in the back, I'm afraid the current painting style would not have been reversed.

Originally, ye Xiaoqing's photos have looked beautiful and moving. Now when you see real people, it makes people drool. Although Han Dongcheng, like the Panther, has played with more women than wear shoes, women like Ye Xiaoqing, who are like water lotus, have never been in contact.

Han Dongcheng's eyes looked down Ye Xiaoqing's body. It was not the white thighs that came into sight first, but the two palms tightly held together.

In an instant, Han Dongcheng's face was covered with some frost. He looked coldly at the panther with a smile on his face and asked coldly, "who is this man?"

"Ye Xiaoqing's boyfriend." Ye Chengtian replied without thinking about it. But as soon as he spoke, he quickly changed his mouth and said, "no, no, he thought he was Ye Xiaoqing's boyfriend."

Although there is only three word difference, the Chinese language is very different. One is Ye Xiaoqing's boyfriend. Han Dongcheng, as the object of marriage, is undoubtedly brought a green hat, while the other is a self thought boyfriend, which is not recognized by everyone.

"Think you're my boyfriend?" Han Dongcheng sneered, looked at the panther with great interest and said, "so you're going to rob less women with Ben?"

"It's really big and young. It's so domineering." the black leopard patted his palm, noncommittally turned his mouth and said with a smile: "then I'll see how you take people away."

"OK!" Han Dongcheng smiled, nodded and replied, "that's good. After this village, there may not be this store."

"Do it." Han Dongcheng greeted several thugs standing on one side, and rushed up without hesitation.

"Interesting!" the Panther touched the tip of her nose, gave a dry smile, patted Ye Xiaoqing on the shoulder and comforted, "don't worry, no one can take you away, trust me!"

"Well." Ye Xiaoqing didn't know where she came from. She nodded blindly.

There are a total of thugs left. Each of them is a big man with a bald head. They look like a tough man in the United States, but they don't know their strength.

At the moment when the two sides were about to contact, Zhao Sanjin smiled and said, "don't destroy anything at home, otherwise, I will let him come in vertically and go out horizontally."

Zhao Sanjin's eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice, which made the atmosphere of the whole living room cold for a moment. Even several big men couldn't help looking at it.

"I did what I said." Zhao Sanjin added, crossed his legs and asked Liu Yingying, "are the things at home valuable?"

"Still..." Liu Yingying just opened his mouth. Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Zhao Sanjin. He was in an uproar, pretending to be surprised and said, "President Liu, you are really a local tyrant. A tea table is a million? That chair is also a million, right? Tut Tut, good, good!"

Zhao Sanjin made a look at the Panther without losing his voice and color. The latter naturally understood immediately. At the moment when the first thug rushed up, the Panther squatted down directly, crossed the first man and hit the second man in the face.

"What a thick fucking skin." the black leopard shook his sore hand. There was a mother - sell - batch brewing in his throat.

One punch fell, and the thug covered his mouth and nose and couldn't stop the gushing blood. In cooperation with the attack of the Panther's elbow, he directly threw it on the Thug's right brain, immediately made the thug lose his balance and flew directly to the two chairs on the side.

"Click!" the strong body smashed on the thin chair. All that came was the sound of the chair breaking. It had become a chair with several wooden sticks, which made Zhao Sanjin turn turn turn his mouth and shake his head.

"Tut Tut, two chairs, two million." while Zhao Sanjin spoke, he also looked at Han Dongcheng thoughtfully, which immediately made Han Dongcheng feel stunned, and a bad premonition slowly sprouted at the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Sanjin continued to pay attention to the fight in the living room. He saw the black leopard bend, avoid an oncoming punch, kick out his side foot and fall on another thug, and he still had two feet in a row.

Zhao Sanjin immediately shouted. Well, it was like watching a battle film. Zhao Sanjin was excited every time the Panther beat people away. He really looked like a hick.

"Yingying, be careful." Zhao Sanjin hugged Liu YingYing and pulled him to the other side. The next moment, the thug kicked by the Panther fell straight on the tea table.

However, compared with Liu Yingying's luck, Han Dongcheng was not so lucky. The thug fell on the tea table and kicked Han Dongcheng's face without knowing how to restrain.

"Go, you, mom, are blind?" Han Dongcheng looked at Zhao Sanjin angrily. It felt like eating shit. Suddenly, he kicked the thug back to the floor.

Of course, the tea table, which was still intact, seemed to be hard broken in order to cooperate with Han Dongcheng's powerful foot.

"Han Shao, awesome." Zhao Sanjin gave Han Dongcheng a thumbs up and said with a smile, "how much did the tea table quote just now?"

Zhao Sankin thought it over carefully, then said and sang, "Oh, yes, two million, yes, two million."

As if worried that Han Dongcheng couldn't hear it, Zhao Sanjin specially moved his fart stock, approached Han Dongcheng and repeated: "Han Shao, two million."

Zhao Sanjin looked at Han Dongcheng with a sad face and looked at the wailing thugs lying on the ground. He could only shake his head reluctantly. However, from the bottom of his heart, Zhao Sanjin had to sigh that the bodyguards who protected Han Dongcheng did have some strength. At least those little thugs outside were not the hands of these people. It was a pity that they met the Panther this time.