Urban Medical God’s Crazy Son-in-law

Returning to his room with three special bottles, Jon was so beautiful that his nose was bubbling.

I touched my nose and it was really bubbling, but what came out was blood bubbles.

Those damn Chinese people were so cruel that they almost broke his nose!

Just as he was about to put the bottle away, there was a knock on the door.

Jon frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

He deliberately spoke in his native language and quietly hid the bottle in the drawer.

The person knocking on the door was a man, and he actually said in French: "It's me, open the door!"

A strange voice, but can you understand him?

Jon walked over to open the door strangely. As soon as he opened the door, his eyesight went dark, and then it seemed like a bag was covering his head!

Then punches and kicks fell on him like raindrops!

"I've really wanted to beat this grandson for a long time! What a teacher! Xiaomei was harmed by him, and now he will never come to training again!"

"It's a pity that I came too late and didn't catch up with the main force!"

"Okay, stop complaining, haven't you made up for it now? Let me kick you again! Okay, run!"

He also knew how many people on the other side were involved, and he didn’t even know what the other side looked like and who they were. When Jon pulled the bag off his head, there was no one in front of him!

It’s simply heartbreaking! Lawless!

The damn Chinese used such despicable methods to beat him up again!

Jon was in so much pain that he could hardly open his eyes, but there was nothing he could do. After all, no one had been arrested, and no one would admit it if he asked him now!

I will leave China tomorrow and never come back!

He hates this place and the people here!

Only despicable and shameless Chinese people would commit such immoral atrocities!

"Hi! Jon!" Just as he turned back to the room and was about to close the door, someone behind him tapped him on the shoulder.

Jon looked back and saw two female foreign teachers in the training center. One of them was the teacher who taught Yue Caihe how to dance.

Normally, our relationship is not very close, we just teach each other in different ways.

Unexpectedly, they came to visit him after he had been wronged. This made Jon feel that there was still such a little warmth in this cold world.

He put on a smile and greeted two colleagues: "Hi! Thank you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he received a heavy kick between his legs. The severe pain made him arch up like a shrimp, let out a shrill wail, and then fell heavily to the ground!

The two female foreign teachers kicked him hard and stepped on his face with their high heels.

Jon felt like he was about to be beaten to death. He curled up and screamed like a wild dog.

"You are simply embarrassing us teachers!"

"The principal already knows about this, so just wait to be fired! You damn bastard!"

The two female foreign teachers felt good about beating and scolding, and left with satisfaction.

Jon lay on the ground, feeling colder than ever before, as if he was in a world of ice and snow, unable to feel a trace of warmth.

He didn't know how long it took before he got up, closed the door shakily, returned to the chair and sat down, shaking his dazed head.

Opening the drawer and looking at the three bottles of wine, Jon finally felt a little comfort in his heart.

In any case, his mission has been successfully completed!

The company will definitely give him generous rewards.

Compared with the rewards that would make him worry-free for the rest of his life, what does this physical pain mean?

There was another knock on the door.

Jon looked up, his scarred face looking hideous and terrifying.

Your special uncle! It's endless, right?

If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?

Do you really think I, a Frenchman, have no temper? Do you want to fight?

The people outside are really despicable. They even knock on the door cautiously, as if they don't have enough to eat.

That's right, they also have a guilty conscience!

Jon looked around and found no weapons, but he saw a few empty beer bottles thrown under the table and picked one up.

When he walked to the door, Jon held the empty wine bottle in his right hand, unlocked the door with his left hand, opened the door, and smashed the bottle hard at the guy outside!

"You are Jon..." Two men were standing outside, and the one standing in front was Meng Bufan, the boss of Dream Media.

As the contact person, he should contact Jon tomorrow morning.

It's just that Lu Zifu came to Dongshan early tonight and wanted to see the treasure immediately, so he was sent to pick it up in advance.

He never expected that as soon as he found Jon and even before he told him where he came from, he would be inexplicably attacked like this!

The wine bottle shattered above his head, Meng Bufan's smile froze on his face, then his eyes rolled up and he fell straight back to the ground!

Jon took the glass shard with only the mouth of the bottle left, and stabbed the other man with the hat in the chest!

Unexpectedly, the man was quite flexible. He grabbed his wrist, pulled it out, and shouted at him: "What are you doing!"

Jon also risked his life, crying and cursing: "Let me go! You damn bastards! Do you think I'm easy to bully?

Over and over again, endlessly, right? They all came over to beat me. Do you really think I don’t dare to fight back?

Let me go! If you dare, beat me to death! You dare? "

"Pa!" A big mouth slapped him in the face, and the man shouted in a low voice: "Jon, are you crazy? I am Flanders!"

Jon cried and said: "I don't care who you are! If you dare to touch me... huh? Flanders?

He turned his head and took a look, and sure enough he saw the person in front of him. It was Flanders, the killer of the predators. He knew this person!

The glass in his hand fell to the ground, and Jon burst into tears as if seeing his relatives.

Flanders frowned, pushed him to the room, then bent down to lift Meng Bufan up, and threw him onto the chair in the room.

After closing the door, Flanders cursed at Jon: "What the hell are you doing! This guy is the connector, you knocked him out!"

Jon cried and said: "I don't know! I really can't bear it anymore, they all beat me..."

Flanders said dissatisfied: "Jon, can you be strong like a man? It's just some small bruises on the flesh, why are you so delicate like a woman?"

Jon pointed to his hanging right wrist with his left hand and said, "You broke my right hand!"

"I'm sorry!" Flanders looked ashamed, and quickly grabbed his right hand, pushed it up and turned it, and with Jon's scream, he reset his wrist!

Jon breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the stains on his face, looked at the two people in front of him with lingering fear, and murmured: "Tonight is a nightmare!"

Flender walked up to Meng Bufan and slapped him in the face.

Meng Bufan woke up leisurely, seemingly unaware of where he was, and his eyes were a little confused.

After a while, when I saw Jon, I sat up with my eyes wide open as if I had seen a ghost!

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were the contact person!" Jon quickly explained, apologetically.

Meng Bufan kept his distance from him, as if he was still frightened, and said to Jon straight to the point: "Mr. Jon, the third master asked me to pick up something. The thing should be in your hands now, right?"

Jon nodded and said, "Yes, yes, but didn't you agree to take it tomorrow morning? Why do you want to take it now?"

"The plan has changed! The third master is afraid of long nights and many dreams!" Meng Bufan said a little impatiently: "Anyway, I will do what the third master says! Is the thing in your hand if it falls to the ground?"

Looking at Meng Bufan's suspicious face, Jon said with a dark face: "Of course it is! I put it in a place where no one can find it! I will give it to you now!"