"Miss, can you stop calling me so...uninhibited?"

Inside the hospital.

Behind the curtain.

In front of white single bed.

Chen Fusheng, who was wearing a white coat, was numb. He froze in place and stared blankly at the woman lying on the bed in front of him, wearing heavy makeup and exposing her thighs.

It’s hard to do business this year, and it’s even harder to do business treating bruises and injuries.

In order to make ends meet, he had to find another way and opened up a massage business in the pharmacy. The results were surprisingly good, and he had received more than 20 customers in the past half month.

Among the more than twenty people, there were men and women, old and young, but this was the first time he had seen something as strange as this woman.

Not to mention the sensitivity of the whole body, the key is that it screams when you press it, and it screams when you press it, and the screams are so... wild and unrestrained, which is really unbearable.

"Master Chen, I called you just because you felt comfortable pressing on me. If you felt uncomfortable pressing on me, I would have gotten up and left long ago." The woman had a touch of red on her face and said with a smile: "Continue, don't stop."

Chen Fusheng coughed and said, "My massage has already been done, young lady. Please note that massage should be measured, too much is not enough."

"I'll add money." The woman pointed to her satchel.

"This is not a matter of adding money or not, it is a matter of whether your body can bear it." Chen Fusheng said with great perseverance: "Get up, miss, go back early."

The woman reluctantly got up, opened the curtain, and walked past the screen, only to see a burly man sitting on a wicker chair in the corner of the drug store, holding a tea cup in his hand and looking at her leisurely.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "I'm waiting for Master Chen."

"I wonder who you are?" At this time, Chen Fucheng moved his fingers and wrists, walked around the screen, and looked in the direction of the wicker chair.

"Since you are not looking for me, you can chat, Master Chen. See you another day." The woman waved.

"Go slowly, I won't send you off." Chen Fucheng said quickly.

Although the woman's screams made him embarrassed, he liked the way the woman generously paid for her money.

Qin Yao stood up from the wicker chair, clasped his fists and said, "Qin Yao, I wonder if Ah Che has ever told you my name."

"I told you, I told you."

Chen Fusheng smiled and said: "I didn't expect you, Daoist Master Qin, to be so young...Please sit down quickly and I'll pour you some tea."

"You don't have to be so polite." Looking at the other person's energetic face, Qin Yao chuckled and said, "As soon as I see you, I feel an inexplicable feeling of closeness."

Chen Fusheng was startled, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Could this Taoist priest be here to collect tuition fees?

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

Let’s talk about the other end, in a nightclub in Lujiazui.

A young man dressed in black and white shirts hurriedly stepped into a private room and said to the figure lying on the sofa hugging him: "Brother Xiong, we found out."

Brother Xiong restlessly moved his hands over the bodies of the two hostesses, and said indifferently: "Tell me."

"The guy who was following me said that he saw his sister-in-law enter a medical clinic with his own eyes. Not long after, there was a sound in the hospital. There was a sound..." the younger brother stammered.

"What's going on? Tell me!" Brother Xiong sat up abruptly and yelled fiercely.

"The sound of my sister-in-law moaning..."

"Peng."

Brother Xiong grabbed the wine bottle on the table and smashed it on the ground. He stood up with red eyes and scolded: "Damn it, I said something is wrong with that stinky bitch recently. It turns out she has a pretty boy outside.

Hu Zai, call a dozen brothers, bring them all, and come with me to take a look at the beauty of that pretty boy."

"Yes, Brother Xiong."

Not far away, a boy wearing a black dome hat nodded and walked out of the box quickly.

In the blink of an eye.

Holding a shiny black ax in his hand, Brother Xiong, along with his sixteen or seventeen younger brothers, swaggered through the market under the guidance of an informant, and soon arrived in front of the "Chan Fook Sang Medical Clinic".

"Peng."

Seeing Brother Xiong looking at him, Hu Zai nodded, beckoned and led a dozen people into the medical center, shouting: "The ax will do the job, but the idlers will avoid it!"

Guest lounge area.

Chen Fusheng stood up from the chair with a roar, took a deep breath, pretended to be calm and walked up to him, and raised his hand in a calm and humble manner: "This big brother..."

"Your dog's eyes are blinded." Hu Zai scolded, and he cupped his fists and saluted Brother Xiong, who was slowly entering the door: "This is the eldest brother."

Chen Fusheng was getting older and was good at teaching boxing, but boxing with others was really dangerous, so he ignored Hu Zai's scolding and turned to salute to Brother Xiong: "This big brother..."

"Are you the owner of this medical clinic?" Brother Xiong waved his hand, interrupting his politeness.

"Exactly, I am Chen Fusheng."

"very good……"

Brother Xiong reached into his pocket and took out a black and white photo, holding it up in front of Chen Fusheng: "Have you seen this woman?"

"I've seen him before. He just left my place not long ago." Chen Fusheng said honestly.

Brother Xiong twitched the corners of his mouth, casually tore the photo in half, threw it on the ground, and raised his hand to poke Chen Fusheng's chest: "What did you do to her?"

Chen Fusheng knew very well that he could not show weakness at this time, otherwise the other party would definitely take advantage of it, so he grabbed the other party's fingers and said solemnly: "It's just a massage, nothing else is done."

"Still want to quibble?" Brother Xiong suddenly withdrew his finger and shouted loudly: "Aji!"

"Brother Xiong." The younger brother responsible for watching stood up.

"Tell him what you heard." Brother Xiong said coldly.

The younger brother gritted his teeth and said, "I heard my sister-in-law calling Chun here."

Chen Fusheng: "..."

What an unthinkable disaster!

"Brother, listen to me, this is really a misunderstanding."

Shaoqing, seeing Brother Xiong's face getting colder and colder, Chen Fusheng quickly explained: "I behaved myself when I was doing it, and I made sure I didn't mess around. The lady who called her out was her personal behavior, and I couldn't cover it up."

Her mouth?"

"That is to say, you admit that this happened?" Brother Xiong confirmed.

Chen Fusheng: "I only admit things I have done. I will never admit anything I haven't done."

"Just admit it."

Brother Xiong laughed ferociously, waved his hand and said, "You said you used both hands to call her. Now I'm going to cut off both of your hands. Isn't that too much?"

Chen Fusheng's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said, "Don't mess around!"

"How can this be called chaos?" Brother Xiong waved his hand and ordered to the younger brothers on both sides: "Come on, chop off his two hands!"

My life is at an end...

Chen Fusheng's face turned pale, and his heart was suddenly filled with endless regret.

He shouldn't have engaged in some evil deeds just to make more money, which has now led to his death.

"Pah, pah, pah."

Just as a group of young men were holding axes and ready to move, bursts of applause suddenly sounded from the corner.

Brother Xiong looked up with a group of younger brothers. When he saw clearly the figure who turned around, his heart skipped a beat, and the hand holding the ax couldn't help but tremble.

Why is he here?!

"So majestic and awesome, Brother Xiong." Qin Yao slowly came to Chen Fusheng's side, his sharp eyes piercing Brother Xiong's eyes: "You came here to chop off someone's hands in the name of the Ax Club. I'm afraid you are not doing it for Achen."

It’s a recipe for disaster…”

"Boss, why are you here?" Brother Xiong did not dare to answer the question and forced a smile on his face.

Qin Yao was well aware of his little thoughts and pointed at Chen Fusheng: "If you want to figure out this matter, first you have to know who he is. Do you know who he is?"

"Chen...Chen Fusheng."

"Then do you know who his nephew is?" Qin Yao asked again.

Brother Xiong shook his head, his heart starting to sink.

"His nephew's name is A Che, and he is a Taoist priest. He is the kind of Taoist priest who can stab a small person to death through the air. What do you think his nephew will do to you if you chop off his hands? Also, Wan

Once Achen finds out about this, what will he do to you?" Qin Yao said calmly.

Cold sweat broke out on Brother Xiong's forehead in an instant.

He is not afraid of being stabbed by Taoist priests, but he is afraid of Brother Chen.

If Brother Chen knew what happened today, he might not be able to save his hands...

He watched Brother Chen climb up step by step and knew very well how ruthless this young man was and how unkind he could be!

"Boss, I was wrong. I really didn't know that this medical clinic had anything to do with you, let alone that you would be here today, otherwise I wouldn't have come." A man who can bend and stretch, so Brother Xiong did not hesitate.
To be continued...