Chapter 27 (1/2)
Yang Feng guessed that most of the man was sent by Zhang Zhongde.
Zhang Zhongde saw that Yang Feng had cured the little boy who couldn't even be cured. He was worried that his reputation would be affected after the matter was spread. Therefore, he deliberately sent someone to threaten Yang Feng.
Yang Feng hates this kind of people who fish for fame. He does everything for fame, just as some fake Taiji masters do fake things for fame and interests. Find a Hercules to cooperate. Even if Hercules makes all the strength to eat milk, they can't push them.
Zhang Zhongde must also want to protect his face, so he arranged for a subordinate to deal with it.
The man in black continued to say seriously, ”Dr. Yang, I think you should understand what I mean?”
”I don't understand.” Yang Feng said coldly.
The man in Black said seriously, ”since you don't understand, I'll come straight to the point. You didn't save the child. It was saved by the miracle Doctor Zhang Zhongde. The miracle Doctor Zhang had cleared the toxin from the child's body, but because the patient's family members were instigated, he took the child out of the hospital.”
Yang Feng's face was calm. He was not in the mood to talk nonsense with the man.
The man in black continued: ”when the patient's family members were instigated to leave the hospital with their children who were about to recover, they finally came to your Ping An hospital, so there was the last scene, didn't you say?”
Hum!
Yang Feng snorted coldly and looked gloomy.
The man said seriously again: ”those who instigate the patient's family members to leave the hospital are really heartless. They not only maliciously tarnished the reputation of Doctor Zhang Zhongde, but also almost killed the patient.”
”You've been talking nonsense for so long. Are you finished?” Yang Feng asked impatiently.
The man said majestically, ”Dr. Yang, you are a smart man. I believe you know how to explain it to the media.”
”What if I don't tell you?” Yang Feng asked.
The man smiled coldly, and then walked under a big tree. Then he slapped on the trunk. A hundred year old tree was beaten down with a piece of bark.
Level a master!
The man belongs to the same level as Ouyang Jin's skinny monkey and a Biao.
Level a master is equivalent to the ace of special forces. Although he is powerful, he only knows some boxing and foot Kung Fu. He has a quick hand, quick response and strong strength. He doesn't cultivate internal strength in his body.
The man wanted to threaten Yang Feng, but he certainly didn't think of it. This Kung Fu was displayed in front of Yang Feng and the team made tigers.
I thought Yang Feng would be shocked when he saw his powerful power, but he expected that since Yang Feng turned a blind eye, he would get on the bus.
”Boy, don't give a toast to bema.” The man in black angrily said.
Whoosh!
I saw a dark shadow galloping forward, as fast as the strong wind!
The man looked surprised. He was such a master. As soon as he came up with a fist, there was a cone like pain in one hand.
Click!
Ah ah
The man made a painful cry. It turned out that Yang Feng broke one of his hands.
Click!
Ah!
The sound of another fracture came, and the man then screamed, knelt on one knee, and one of his feet was interrupted by Yang Feng.
”Spare your life, spare your life.” The man begged painfully, knowing that he had met an expert.
Yang Feng looked cold and said, ”since there is a miracle doctor behind you, I believe your injury should be easily recovered. Go to your master and let him treat you.”
As soon as he threw it away, Yang Feng threw the man out, then got on the bus and left.
After returning to the community, Yang Feng played a set of boxing on the rooftop. If he didn't practice martial arts for a long time, the previously learned magical powers would be deserted and unfamiliar. Two or three hours later, the sweating Yang Feng returned to the room, took a hot bath, and then rested.
At this time of night, most people have fallen asleep.
In a luxurious community in Zhonghai City, in the middle hall of a brilliant villa, there stood an old man in his fifties. The old man wore Tang clothes and had a long beard. He looked like a fairy. Behind him stood several men, and in front of him lay a man on the floor.
The man lying on the floor turned out to be the man crippled by Yang Feng.
The old man walked slowly around the man lying on the ground for several times. Then he pulled up the sleeves of Tang clothes, took a breath, quickly bent down and grabbed the man on the ground. He was as fast as a swallow. He grabbed a big man of 200 kg, just like kneading a scarecrow.