Chapter 2540 Tongue Spring Thunder

Although Zheng Ren also knew what Master Xiao was thinking, people like them were like toads, and they were afraid of dirty hands if they were beaten. Moreover, there is no evidence left in the country, or it may be said that the degree of superstition in the country is higher.

This is his mentality.

Flipping through the information, what was written on it was shocking. This Master Xiao is not only seeking money, but more importantly, he is also killing his life! Zheng Ren thought to himself, this time Jean must let him know what it was like to hit the south wall.

Song Ying's cell phone rang, and he hung up the phone with two hums and said, "Boss Zheng, that liar is here."

"Mmm, Master Xiao." Zheng Ren corrected him.

Song Ying knew what Zheng Ren meant, nodded with a smile, and said, "Master Xiao is here."

Zheng Ren put away the materials in his hands, sat in the main seat, and looked at the door.

A waiter opened the door, bowed and made a gesture of invitation. Then a middle-aged man with a height of about 1.75 meters came in. He had a slightly dark face and a beard. The beard is neatly trimmed and looks clean. He was wearing casual Chinese clothes, and he looked a bit out of the world.

"Boss Zheng, I have admired you for a long time." After Master Xiao walked in, he greeted Zheng Ren cheerfully.

Su Yunhuo stood up, Fan Tianshui and the old squad leader only glanced at Master Xiao, then stopped looking at him, and observed the people behind him.

Zheng Ren stared at the light red system panel, startled for a moment.

The diagnosis of coronary heart disease appeared in front of his eyes, because it was not an attack period, so the system panel was not completely red.

"Su Yun!" Zheng Ren shouted in a deep voice.

Su Yun looked back at his boss in doubt, he didn't believe that the boss would be cowardly, but why did he stop him?

"Master Xiao, I've heard a great name for a long time, and it's like thunder." Zheng Ren stood up and said with a smile.

Boss Zheng has changed his mind, and everyone present is aware of this. A stone fell to Zhao Wenhua's heart. Boss Zheng still knows how to measure it. Why are you competing with this kind of person? If others are willing to pay the IQ tax, let them pay it. As for the old man and the old lady being confused... Well, there is nothing to be done about it. How many people are now staring at that pension money? !

This is not a doctor's business, just do your best.

Master Xiao was also stunned. He didn't expect Boss Zheng, the Nobel Prize winner, to be so kind. Could it be that he also believes in his meridian slapping therapy?

The business model is simply not very good, Master Xiao immediately felt ecstatic, and things went much smoother than he imagined.

He seemed to see the tide of money flooding countless people seeking medical treatment and rushing towards him. And those people, just a mosaic, just a background without faces, don't matter at all.

"You are too polite. You are just inheriting my Chinese culture and benefiting the world. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!" Master Xiao walked to Zheng Ren with a smile and held out his hand.

"Master Xiao." Zheng Ren also reached out and held his right hand, then looked at the person behind Master Xiao and said with a smile, "Don't take pictures."

Su Yun snatched the mobile phone from the hands of the entourage following Master Xiao, and Master Xiao's expression froze slightly.

"Master Xiao, how did you escape when you were convicted by the court in England? Or were you not in England at the time?" Zheng Ren asked straight to the point.

These words directly extinguished all Master Xiao's illusions. He stared at Zheng Ren in a daze, his ability to adapt was slightly weak.

"Did you cheat when you returned to China this time? Is it easier to earn money in China?" Zheng Ren's kind face was filled with a smile, but his words were like sharp knives, merciless.

Master Xiao wanted to withdraw his hand, he tried hard to judge Boss Zheng's real intention. But Zheng Ren's hand was like a pair of pliers holding his hand tightly, and he pulled it hard twice, but he couldn't retract it at all.

"Maybe it's because there are no relevant laws and regulations in the country. Are you confident?" Zheng Ren continued to ask.

There was silence in the private room, and everyone focused on Zheng Ren and Master Xiao, not knowing what Boss Zheng was doing.

Zheng Ren's hand loosened slightly, and then his tongue burst into thunder, "Dream!"

At the same time, when he was not paying attention and relaxed a little, he tightly held Master Xiao's right hand.

With both approaches, Master Xiao's complexion suddenly changed, and Zheng Ren was delighted to see that his system panel turned a little red. The diagnosis of coronary atherosclerotic heart disease is darker, which should be a symptom of the onset.

"Are you afraid? Do you think you can do whatever you want in China? In the end, how many people's hard-earned money will be spent, and dozens or hundreds of lives will go overseas?" Zheng Ren said coldly, with a restrained smile on his face.

"You... spitting blood! I want to sue you!" Master Xiao barely managed to calm down, and pretended to be angry and reprimanded.

"Okay, welcome." Zheng Ren said coldly, "Are you studying Paida meridians?"

The words were low, as if he was asking, but also seemed a little puzzled.

But before Master Xiao could react, Zheng Ren suddenly raised his voice again and roared angrily: "The time of death is approaching, you know it!"

Master Xiao's face was pale, his body shook for a while, and he barely stabilized himself.

But Zheng Ren didn't give him a chance, and sneered, "Get lost!"

The last sound, like rolling thunder, was breathtaking.

Zhao Wenhua was also terrified. He curled up in the chair, his body trembling. It is said that Boss Zheng fought violently when he was in Nanyang, and he was full of blood to kill the Quartet. It turned out to be true.

This is not the temperament that a doctor who is labeled as a frail scholar can have.

Fortunately... I didn't offend Boss Zheng to the death; fortunately... I turned around very early.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Zhao Wenhua thought silently in his heart.

After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he let go of his hand, his eyes were calm and peaceful, but with a majestic and solemn pressure as if the sky opened his eyes, it crushed Master Xiao's last persistence.

"See off the guests." Zheng Ren then sat down firmly, without even looking at Master Xiao.

Master Xiao was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, his face was pale, and there was faint sweat on his forehead. After glancing at Zheng Ren, he wanted to say something polite. But he swallowed the words again, he didn't want to offend Boss Zheng.

After stomping his feet, Master Xiao turned around and left, panicking like a stray dog, anxious like a fish slipping through the net.

Seeing Master Xiao leaving, Su Yun said dissatisfiedly: "Boss, you yelled twice, he didn't faint like the liar before. You are making wool, thinking you are singing?"

"Call 120." Zheng Ren said calmly.

"What?!" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren suspiciously.

"Call 120." Zheng Ren repeated.

Although Song Ying had doubts in his heart, he still picked up his mobile phone and dialed the 120 emergency number, while standing up and standing by the door to watch Master Xiao leave.

A few seconds later, a gentle female operator's voice came from the other end of the phone.

But Song Ying didn't notice at all, he watched Master Xiao as if his bones had been pulled out, his whole body was limp on the ground, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.