Chapter 111 (1/2)

”Yes, Mr. Zhou, Mr. Mu is an ox ear in our southern Jiangsu Province. In front of Mr. mu, historians absolutely dare not say no.” Chen Guang also smiled. The existence of Mu Zhen alleviated the fear brought to him by Shi Tianlong.

”I hope so,” said Zhou Yi with a sigh.

After several people in the box left, Chen Guang asked the waiter to serve a table of dishes. After Zhou Yi and Zhou Zheng had a full meal, they drove home.

After returning home, Zhou Yi practiced again for a while. Until it was dark, he went into his bedroom and solemnly took out the best magic weapon fairy sword that situ Wenqiang gave him last time.

”Man, I'll let you see blood tonight!” Zhou Yi's eyes flashed cold and whispered, then jumped out of the window.

Walking to the door of the community, Zhou Yi directly chartered a car and drove to Hongcheng, the target historian!

At this time, historians were full of melancholy clouds, and all the servants who came and went lowered their heads, for fear that they would annoy some people as soon as they looked up.

In the historian's hall, Shi Tianlong sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his face expressionless, and he couldn't see his anger. Shi Xiaoyong knelt not far from Shi Tianlong at the moment, his face was full of palm prints, and there were some blood stains on the corners of his mouth. Beads of sweat the size of beans on his head came down like money.

Shi Tianlong didn't even look at Shi Xiaoyong. His head turned to one side. There were several doctors with busy forehands and disordered feet. But at this time, the faces of several doctors were not very good. Obviously, their busy work had no results. While several doctors were anxious, they heard a voice they didn't want to hear from behind.

”How's Taoist Yang?” Shi Tianlong asked calmly while sitting on the sofa.

”Mr. Shi... Mr. Shi, Yang Daochang's situation is not very optimistic. The Qi machine in his body is very unstable and the collision of Qi and blood is fierce. We have no way to control it for the time being.” the head doctor wiped the cold sweat on his head and said tremblingly. He is a famous chief physician of internal medicine in Hongcheng No. 3A hospital. He just didn't dare to look up in front of Shi Tianlong.

”Can't you control it?” Shi Tianlong's expression was still quiet, as if he were saying something irrelevant to himself. He glanced at Yang Chong, who was surrounded by several doctors. At this time, Yang Chong no longer looked as energetic as the historian before. His old face was pale and white, revealing a sense of death. It's even difficult to speak.

”Xiao Li, throw them out and change another group of people.” Shi Tianlong waved and said calmly.

”Yes, Mr. Shi.” a strong man strode forward, followed by four or five men in suits.

”Mr. Shi, give us another chance and let's try again.” the head doctor was sweating and said in a trembling voice. He knew what Shi Tianlong's throwing meant, breaking his leg, because three waves of doctors had been broken before them.

But Shi Tianlong ignored the words of the head doctor. He closed his eyes directly, as if he were thinking about something.

Then the strong man dragged several doctors out of the hall with a grim smile. A few minutes later, there were several screams.

Hearing the scream, the heads of the historians' servants were almost buried in their crotch. Everyone had an idea in their mind that the night should pass quickly.

In the living room, Shi Tianlong still closed his eyes. Yang Chong lying on the sofa breathed sometimes fast and sometimes weak. Hearing Shi Xiaoyong kneeling on the ground, he was more anxious.

”Dad, I'm wrong.” Shi Xiaoyong looked at Shi Tianlong with his eyes closed and begged.

”Wrong?” Shi Tianlong sneered. ”Can you wake up your uncle Yang if you are wrong?”

”Dad, I'm really wrong. I didn't know uncle Yang would look like this after using magic tools.” Shi Xiaoyong explained by touching the palm print on his face.

After Zhou Yi slapped him in the face that day, he naturally went home and told Shi Tianlong the whole story. He had hoped that Shi Tianlong could stand out for him and teach Zhou Yi a lesson and grow the prestige of historians. However, he didn't expect that Shi Tianlong didn't want to move Zhou Yi at that time.

Shi Xiaoyong was naturally unwilling. It was the first time he had been trampled on his face in Hongcheng. He couldn't swallow it anyway, so he thought hard and finally paid attention to his Feng Shui magic weapon. He knew the horror of his Feng Shui magic weapon.

It can be said that more than half of the credit for historians to get to this point lies in the Feng Shui magic tool. In his early years, Shi Tianlong assassinated many powerful enemies with that Feng Shui magic tool. Even those killed enemies don't know who they died in their hands.

Shi Xiaoyong has full confidence in his family's Feng Shui magic tools. He thinks Zhou Yi is just an ordinary person no matter how powerful he is. At most, he has some power behind him. So he painstakingly persuaded Shi Tianlong to apply Feng Shui magic tools. Shi Tianlong didn't want to agree, but his son said he could get Zhou Zheng's hair, He just needs someone to use Feng Shui tools.