Mandong's answer, Qian Zhongyu and Lan Meizhu did not believe it, and he did not expect them to believe it. If you dare to do it, you are not afraid of them knowing that a madman who has been living in a dark world, when he starts to shine his fangs, no one can become an obstacle to his progress, even if this person is his closest relative and loved one.

Faith, personal faith, is the pillar of Mandong's life to this day. For the sake of faith, he can abandon everything and give up everything, and for the sake of faith, he can even not see his father for more than ten years.

After bandaging in the hospital, Mandong was doing a full set of acting, at least Qian Zhongyu and Lan Meizhu couldn't speak. With his own identity certificate, he poured out powdery objects with the two of them, then stared at them and said one sentence: "Who do you think is behind the scenes, is it me?"

Lan Meizhu lowered her head, not knowing how to answer. The false alarm just now made her scared. She knew very well what would happen once it was exposed. She would have no way to gain a foothold in the family and would completely lose the spotlight of the attention from now on. She did not believe in Zhang Shidong, nor did she believe in Mandong. She now did not believe in anyone. She just wanted to leave a vicious circle that scared her, just like that place. She had been there once, and she would never want to go to the second time in her life. Now, she was afraid of the circle in front of her and never wanted to have any intersection with them.

"Senior Man, I will go down and work in another half a year."

Qian Zhongyu originally wanted to give Mandong a scene, and he would say whether there was any intersection after separation, but after thinking about it, he still told the truth. He said his disbelief in one goodbye.

In another half a year, after the New Year, a political star that will rise will step onto the stage. This was just an ordinary thing, almost defeating Qian Zhongyu's confidence and future. At this time, I remembered my father's words, and I once disdained them, and I deeply agreed with them at this moment.

As the last step towards success is approaching, more than 80% of people who are about to succeed will often be lie down.

Who will stop this step?

My heart is about to face the impulse of success and not being able to control my own impulse. With this impulse, it is easy to make some mistakes that should not have been made. If it were the past, would Qian Zhongyu show off his power in front of Zhang Shidong? Will Lan Meizhu still show off her success in front of Luo Qingshui when she reached her last stop? Without those, what does it have to do with them after Mandong returns?

Looking at the backs of the two of them leaving, Man Dong snorted and turned around and left.

When he walked into the room, Man Dong sighed secretly, was it because his opponent chose the wrong choice? Or were those guys who thought that China's capital market could manipulate the political system?

You guys, have you seen enough this time? China isn’t the backward country in your eyes?

If you don’t believe me, then you can bring the funds to see if the market here can let you roam?

When I see my son knows his father, what about the person who sees him? I will never believe that Mandong is so simple today. He dares to make trouble when he returns to the Demon City. Is he stupid?

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The old ghost was lying on the hospital bed, constantly vomiting blood foam, his eyes were dissipated, his chest collapsed, and the blood on his body and face was solidified. The doctor was conducting emergency rescue. The chief physicians and the head knife of each department rushed to the hospital as fast as possible. After the perfect ending tonight, he found a half-dead old ghost at the door of a hospital. It was about 500 meters from the place where he was knocked down to the hospital. The blood dripped from the ground along the way, and the mask on the old ghost's face was also broken, revealing the hideousness. The deep-sinked scar on his forehead was cut open again. The blood covered the entire face, and the burned part was deliberately burned by someone. The second burn was not high, as if it was a lighter.

He kept coughing, coughing blood, and was hit by a heavy object on his chest, and his back was cut through the wound with a sharp blade. It was not that he was strong in willpower, but that the other party had never thought about killing him. As for the five hundred meters distance he chose, it was the other party's test for the old ghost. Whether life or death depends on your own ability. If you don't have the ability, then die.

When Zhang Shidong arrived at the hospital, the medical team was ready to push Lao Gui into the operating room for open surgery. After simple external treatment, the medical team gave a success rate of 30%, and these 30% also included most of the vegetative odds.

"I'll do it!"

There is no doubt that Zhang Shidong was too lazy to explain why he came here himself, and he was too lazy to introduce each other's identities to the hospital.

The peacocks and viruses behind him were no longer as relaxed as before. They took out the gun from their arms and pressed the gun to the person in front of them to let Zhang Shidong enter the operating room. In the corridor of the hospital, more than a dozen people were serious, with blood-filled eyes full of killing and tyranny. Each of them was carrying a backpack, and there were guns filled with bullets.

At this time, they were a person who dared to disobey.

They were all city combat teams trained directly or indirectly with Zhang Shidong Virus and others. When they saw the old ghost, they first reacted to taking out their guns and thrusting the person who hurt him.

Zhang Shidong's attitude is undoubtedly a ruler. If he wants to fight, everyone will definitely follow him regardless of everything. When Zhang Shidong enters the operating room and is blocked, they almost have the same movement as the Virus Peacock. They all pulled the cover bag behind them in front of them. If someone stopped him, the next second they would unzip the long backpack, take out the gun inside, and aimed the cold muzzle at the person who dared to block Zhang Shidong.

"I know the relationship between your comrades, but this is a hospital, not a place for you to get upset. If his condition continues, he may be in danger of life. If you do it for him, go out quickly and delay it..."

The vice president held his glasses and stopped Zhang Shidong until he spoke in an extremely firm tone: "I can cure him." He was not convinced and surprised and let him walk into the operating room.

Many people were watching outside to see how this guy dared to speak wildly. The treatment conditions of the Magic City are the top in the country. Experts here gathered in the hospital in the early morning to save people. At least in terms of emotions, everyone should be grateful rather than being in the opposite direction.

Zhang Shidong's attention was all on the old ghost. Looking at the blood foam at the corner of his mouth in a coma, a vicious aura burst out from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

His hands were not idle, and the silver needle was inserted into Lao Gui's body. A strand of true energy entered Lao Gui's body along the silver needle. Finally, the golden needle was inserted into Lao Gui's chest, and he used the true energy to restore the smashed ribs. The most difficult bone fragments were inserted into the internal organs and were easily solved by the true energy. It took Zhang Shidong only more than ten minutes to solve the problem.

Finally, along the golden needle, the black blood was mixed with powder-like miscellaneous materials flowing out, flowing into the tray where the scalpel was originally placed. At the expedient moment, Zhang Shidong spent a little bit of true energy to help disinfect the wound on the old ghost. After choking for two steps, Zhang Shidong leaned against the wall and opened the door of the operating room to signal the people outside to come in: "Call me for about twenty-five minutes."

Although no one dares to touch the old ghost at this moment, does the magical Chinese ancient acupuncture technique have powerful abilities?

People cannot move, but the equipment can still be checked. The scenes taken on the scene shocked everyone. The cracked ribs inserted into the internal organs have now basically recovered. The injuries in the body seem to have healed. The black blood is gathering in the direction guided by the silver needle to the golden needle.

He was shocked. Without saying a word, the vice president asked someone to notify the old Chinese medicine experts in the hospital. Even if they woke them up from their sleep, they would ask them to come to the hospital immediately. There was no need for any reason. He just needed to ask the person who called to briefly describe the condition. Those who should come will come, and those who should not come will not come.

Zhang Shidong didn't care where this place was. He sat in the corridor of the surgery area, blew the air conditioner, lit a cigarette, and gave the virus waiting for the news near the door a gesture of ok with the peacock, and then compared a tactical sign that would not allow them to act rashly. He smoked the cigarette, leaned forward, held his hands on his knees, his eyes looked at the marble-white ground, and his mind was circling with what happened today, including Ling Jingyun being harassed by Xiao Yuer and Cao Jingzhong. It seemed that everything was inseparable from these two top students who had just returned from the United States. But if you think about it carefully, there were some places in this place that could not be closely matched. It seemed that in the dark, a pair of hands were secretly controlling everything and attacking him.

There was no evidence or any sign. He just intuitively felt that there seemed to be a net covering him, completely targeting him. There was no coincidence that everything was arranged in advance or someone deliberately guided him.

So, is your next reaction also under the other party's calculations?

What will happen if a brotherly self faces such a tragic situation in the old ghost? Go crazy and revenge on everyone who may take action?

Mandong, Xiao Yuer, Cao Jingzhong?

A country deliberately raises a man who has been raising more than ten years.

A woman who was so normal that she felt abnormal at Harvard for two years.

Why did a super boss of an ancient gang have never left the United States for many years?

There must be stories in these three people. If you get angry, should you find the answer from these three people?

With your past style of conduct, you don’t need any evidence and come to your door directly. As long as you determine that they are the person behind them, you will be able to easily interrogate them.

Is the other party waiting for me here?

One cigarette, two cigarettes, Zhang Shidong seemed to have not heard the messy footsteps in the corridor, smoking the cigarette and circling everything that happened that night.

On the phone, Su Xixi sent a text message: "Don't be impulsive. But no matter what, I will help you."
Chapter completed!