Juvenile Medical God

Ma Hongliang saw the white hair and the short-sleeved shirt man broke into his car. After he started the car, he was relieved. He was just about to drive, but he was stopped by a car. Ma Hongliang looked at it. It was the car opened by his brother-in-law, so he parked the car on the side and handed the short-sleeved shirt man to the woman.

The rich woman saw her son being beaten like this, and suddenly he was heartbroken and angry: "God! My baby son, who made you like this! Poor son... brother, you give me Did the son get back to justice?"

"I don't want to be fair, you will keep your son on the spot." Ma Hongliang said uncomfortably, if not for this son, he would not have to face Qin Lang again. This kid is simply a mixed king.

"What? Who is he! Brother, aren't you both in black and white? Big deal, give some money, find a few people to ruin them-"

"If you really want to die, Lao Tzu will not stop you!" Ma Hong was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. "If I didn't pull down my old face and ask for help, your son would not be able to come back completely!"

"Mom - don't say it, this is my fault." The short-sleeved shirt man has also been exposed to some people in the society. Of course, he knows that even those who are afraid of his uncle are unfortunate. And in his heart, these people are definitely ruthless, cold and ruthless, in the face of such people, it is best not to mess with them.

"That won't work. Look at what it is like! Since they are black. People on the road, let's sue him! I don't believe there is no king!" The rich woman seems to be unwilling.

"Well, let's sue." Ma Hongliang pushed the short-sleeved shirt man to the rich woman. "If you want your son to die, you should sue it! There is another point, you have to tell, I heard about the city." The long relationship is very good. The last time even the son of Vice Mayor Cai was beaten by him. You should sue it, but you are better off buying your cemetery and coffin for your husband and son!"

After the talk, Ma Hongliang directly launched the car, he decided that even if the woman was hacked here, he did not intervene, because he did not use it, the other party must even hacked him.

Seeing that Ma Hongliang is gone, the rich woman’s momentum is weak, but she still maintains her son very much and says: “Son, you can rest assured, I will definitely ask you for justice! Big deal... Big deal, I fight with that kid. It!"

"Mom...you can listen to the uncle, do you really want me to be hacked?" The short-sleeved shirt man said a word, then pulled the door open and entered the car.

The rich woman had no choice but to get into the car, then angered the car and slammed the throttle. As a result, she heard a "jingle" and the car slammed the **** of the front car. Then, I heard an angry scream in the front of the car.

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After cleaning up the mess, Qin Lang let the pony tail disperse the others, and then left the pony tail to eat together.

Eating with the boss made Mawei feel very honored. After careful eating for a while, I heard Qin Lang say: "Mawei, Aqiang is not in Xiayang City, I have one thing for you to do."

"The boss is assured! You will do well, you must do it!" The horsetail patted the chest and promised.

"I want you to buy some scorpions, you must be wild scorpions, you can't be the ones that are kept -" Qin Lang said that he hadn't finished talking yet, but his voice suddenly heard a familiar voice. "I want to practice 蝎子功It’s just like saying to the old man’s family, you have to find yourself.

"Forget it." Qin Lang said to Mawei, "I will do it myself."

"Boss, don't you believe in my ability? Even if I can't buy the wild voice, I will try to catch you!" Mawei seems to be a little sad. I thought I was assigned a heavy responsibility. I don't think Qinlang will change immediately. The idea is.

"Ponytail, I believe in your ability." Qin Lang waved his hand. "I changed my mind, not to believe in you, but to have more important things to do. Now Aqiang and the bull are dealing with the Qinghuan. Things, Xiayang City is very peaceful now, but it is difficult to keep nothing, so I want you to keep an eye on the point, pay attention to the movements on the road, once there is any wind and grass, I want you to report to me in time!"

Qin Lang is actually changing his mind temporarily. It seems to be a heavy responsibility for the Mawei, but in fact it is a ponytail, lest this guy loses. Sure enough, after listening to Qin Lang’s words, the horsetail was excited with the blood of the chicken, and quickly promised: “Qin brother, you can rest assured, I promise that under my supervision, these days must be safe and sound! If there is any wind, I immediately You report!"

"Well, then you hurry to go - the boss, settle the account!" Qin Lang opened the ponytail, and then said to Zhao Wei, "Zhao Wei, you go back to school first, I have something to do."

"Go to the first floor of the second floor of the school cafe." The sound of the old poison once again sounded in the ear of Qin Lang.

"This old man is always mysterious." Qin Lang snorted.

"I can hear you." The old poison snorted. "Why, are you dissatisfied with me?"

"I am very dissatisfied - I will talk later!" Qin Lang snorted and did not hide his dissatisfaction with the old poison.

After five minutes, Qin Lang arrived at the designated location of the old poison.

Although it is noon now, the light in the elegant room is still very dark, because the old poison actually pulls the curtains up, and Qin Lang said to the old poison: "Please, if you are careful, don't be careful to be like this? So good. The weather is pulling on the curtains. Isn't that telling others that there are ghosts here?"

"I like the dark spots." The old poison snorted, and at this time he sat in the darkest part of the room, so that Qin Lang felt that the old guy seemed to blend into the darkness.

Of course, Qin Lang also knows that old poisons like darkness are also normal, because the idea of ​​old poisons is very dark. Anyway, the old man is completely out of touch with justice.

"Old poison, since you know that I want to scorpion, why not give it to me earlier?" Qin Lang asked.

"It’s a long time, I haven’t played these things for a long time.” The old poison spread out in the palm of his hand, and the trick was “changed out”. A whole body was dark and the tail was a golden scorpion. This scorpion made Qin Lang feel very mighty. If you use this scorpion to practice, you can certainly get twice the result with half the effort.

"This is a good scorpion." Qin Lang said.

"Crap! It's not bad!" The old poison snorted. "This is the 'golden acupuncture' I cultivated with the exclusive secret recipe. It is not only very toxic, but also very aggressive. If you practice scorpion work, use It is the most suitable!"

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