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Chapter 200 You are indeed a sick cat

After leaving Ningwangshan, Yang Qiu drove towards the city while savoring the words of the old coffin in his mind, "Only if the love in his heart can everything go well and there is no hindrance to your cultivation!"

This sentence is very consistent with Yang Qiu's wishes.

In the past, he had a little habit of appreciating beautiful women, but in fact he also had some ideas about some women in his heart. However, in the past, he just thought about it in his heart and teased him.

Now, when recalling the words of the old coffin, Yang Qiu has the urge to release his mind.

However, Yang Qiu soon threw this matter behind his mind, because after entering the city, the traffic today seemed very congested.

Yang Qiu's car was sandwiched between two cars, unable to pass quickly or turn the direction. He could only slow down the car and drive slowly.

Just as Yang Qiu was slowly moving the car impolitely, Gu Yichen suddenly called.

"Brother Yang, have you returned from Canglong Town?"

Gu Yichen on the other side of the phone had a very plain voice, but there was a hint of expectation.

Gu Yichen really wanted to fight side by side with Yang Qiu once! "I'm back, but now it seems like there's a traffic jam!"

Yang Qiu replied.

"Which road is Brother Yang taking?"

Gu Yichen asked.

"Uh, East Street!"

This street is the most direct and fastest way to go back. When Yang Qiu drove on the road, he didn't consider whether there would be traffic jams here.

"It's really a coincidence that the Zheng family's funeral convoy is on that street now!"

Gu Yichen said.

Hearing this, Yang Qiu couldn't help but look out the car window, but because the car in front was too stuck, he couldn't see the situation in front at all.

Then he said to Gu Yichen, "Oh, there's nothing I can do!"

"Brother Yang, if your car is stuck on the road, I guess it will not be able to get out this morning. You might as well leave the car on the street. I will arrange someone to come over for you now."

Gu Yichen said.

"Okay!"

Yang Qiu directly agreed, because waiting here like this is a waste of time.

A few minutes later, Gu Yichen arranged for the person closest to come here. After the man replaced Yang Qiu, Yang Qiu walked directly to the front of the road.

He was actually curious and wanted to see how grand and gorgeous Zheng Shilang's funeral was, so that the entire street was blocked to this extent.

But when he came to the front, he saw Zhou Laohu at a glance! The Zheng family's funeral convoy was not as grand and gorgeous as he guessed. It was just a simple two cars leading the way, with coffin cars behind it, and a few very ordinary cars following behind.

"No wonder it's been blocking for so long. It turns out that it's Zhou Laohu here!"

Yang Qiu said to himself, then withdrew his gaze and planned to leave the street.

At this time, Zhou Laohu was sitting in the car, and he personally brought several cars to get stuck here, just to make things worse for the Zheng family.

The people from the Zheng family did not seem to have arguing about it, and they seemed to be very low-key.

But when Zhou Laohu turned his head, he also saw Yang Qiu's figure, which made him immediately give up on the way to make trouble for the Zheng family here, and instead said to the bodyguard next to him, "Bring someone and come with me!"

Then, he said to the driver, "Take the convoy away from here."

The driver seemed to hesitate for a second, and immediately said, "Yes, Master Hu!"

After saying that, Zhou Laohu got out of the car and walked in the direction where Yang Qiu left.

Soon, seven or eight strong men with good kung fu immediately followed behind Zhou Laohu.

Yang Qiu walked more than ten meters away and immediately felt someone following him. He guessed that it was Zhou Laohu and the others, so he did not look back, but continued to walk forward at a constant speed.

Zhou Laohu quickly followed Yang Qiu. As soon as he waved his hand, the strong men behind him immediately surrounded Yang Qiu.

When Yang Qiu saw several strong men surrounding him, he looked at the other party with a calm expression, and then said leisurely, "How many people have something to do with me?"

"What do you think?"

Behind Yang Qiu, Zhou Laohu's voice came Zhou Laohu.

His voice was so leisurely, with indescribable hatred.

Yang Qiu still didn't look back. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and said lightly, "Who is your elder? Why does it sound very familiar?"

"Hmph! Boy, don't pretend to be confused with me!"

Zhou Laohu said, the man had already reached the opposite side of Yang Qiu. His tiger's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were filled with endless hatred and murderous aura.

But this momentum is like a tantrum for Yang Qiu, and it looks a bit funny.

As soon as he saw Zhou Laohu coming to him, Yang Qiu looked stunned and said, "Oh, isn't this the famous Zhou Laohu?"

Zhou Laohu's mouth twitched, then he gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to remember me!"

One of his eyes covered the eye mask, and the other one was covered with red blood.

Yang Qiu scouted his head, as if observing something. After a moment, Yang Qiu's body suddenly leaned back and he said, "Oh, why do you look in a bad mental state!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Laohu's face became even more angry. He raised his hand and was about to order the left and right to take down the man when he heard Yang Qiu continue to speak again.

Yang Qiu said, "Conjunctiva congestion, unclear vision, weak body, unclear mind, poor sleep, constipation, numbness of hands and feet, restlessness, palpitations, shortness of breath, distracted!"

"Zhou Laohu, are you sick?"

While Yang Qiu was speaking, Zhou Laohu's raised hand did not fall, but after hearing Yang Qiu's words, he clenched his fists hard.

The few people around him stared at his hands, waiting for him to take action.

But seeing his palms clenched into fists, they all looked at each other, and they didn't understand what the boss meant.

However, Zhou Laohu said hatefully, "Boy, the tiger doesn't show its power. You are treating me as a sick cat!"

As he said that, his hand was about to fall.

Yang Qiu immediately said, "Wait! Just say what I analyzed just now is right! This is reflected in the symptoms of your body!"

"And what I said is not to treat you, Zhou Laohu, as a sick cat, but now you are indeed a sick cat!"

Zhou Laohu has never suffered such anger, but he is not a brainless person. The symptoms Yang Qiu mentioned just now are indeed all his recent physical symptoms.

He gritted his teeth and then slowly put down his raised hand. "Boy, if you explain what you said just now, I will let you go today!"

As Yang Qiu said just now, Zhou Laohu has not only felt his eyes sore and unclear vision recently, but he believes that these are caused by Yang Qiu's digging his other eye.

What made him half-believing and half-doubting about Yang Qiu's words were what Yang Qiu said later.

Zhou Laohu felt that every day when he woke up, his whole body was sore and weak, and his mind was indeed not clear. It was entirely because he couldn't sleep well the night before.

However, constipation and numbness in hands and feet are not a matter of one or two days. For this reason, he has also found several doctors and taken so many medicines. He even tried folk remedies, but it still has no effect.

As for fidgeting and palpitations and shortness of breath, this is also an old problem for him. The doctor just said that he could only recuperate and had no other way.
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