Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

It only took Wu Lai a few minutes to get to the 19th floor. These people were all cleaned up by him. They didn't take their lives. However, he had left a permanent sense of despair in every one of them. No one could escape the fate of being crippled of their cultivation.    

    

When Wu Lai went down to the first floor, the outside was already filled with people. These people were filled with killing intent, and they were holding weapons in their hands.    

    

At the front of these people stood an old man. He was an old man wearing a white vest, and his body was hunched. He had a kind expression and a faint smile on his face. He even thought that this was just an ordinary old man who had come out for a walk.    

    

However, Wu Lai knew very well that it was this guy. He was the leader of this nameless organization, and also the only grandmaster expert in this organization.    

    

Xu Minghong.    

    

"Young man, don't you think it's better to keep a low profile?" Xu Minghong looked at Wu Lai and slowly walked forward. With every step he took, the Qi on his body would rise higher and the killing intent in his eyes would become stronger.    

    

"Since you are here, you don't have to look for me." Wu Lai smiled faintly, pretending not to hear what Wu Lai said. He walked to the old man and grabbed his shoulder. "Xu Minghong, I can give you two choices now. One was to surrender obediently and cripple his own cultivation. ... I don't need to do it myself. All of you need to suffer less."    

    

"Young man, don't think too highly of yourself." Xu Minghong's good-natured face, which looked like an old grandpa next door, had been withdrawn. His tone became extremely gloomy. The members of the organization behind him seemed to be ready for battle.    

    

The power of a martial arts grandmaster erupted in an instant. Xu Minghong was prepared to take down that rascal in an instant!    

    

However, in the next second, he felt an irresistible force restricting his body, making him unable to struggle or move.    

    

What was going on?    

    

Only at this moment did Xu Minghong realize that something was wrong. Wu Lai's hand was still on his body. And that force came from that hand. This pressure, this force, it was not something he could withstand! This kind of strength, why would it appear from this young man's body!?    

    

"Let go!"    

    

"Let go of boss!"    

    

"Go!"    

    

The people behind Xu Minghong did not understand what had happened and began to shout.    

    

"Can't you be a little quieter? Right now, I'm doing multiple choice questions for you guys." Wu Lai narrowed his eyes, and an invisible pressure swept across the entire scene.    

    

All the voices stopped abruptly. Each and every one of them had a ferocious expression on their faces. This pressure made them unable to even move.    

    

"Alright, Xu Minghong, old mister Xu, on account of your old age... I will give you one more chance to choose, to cripple your own cultivation. Or... Do you want me to do it? If I make a move, it might not be so simple. I can't guarantee that you're not young anymore. If you really lose an arm and a leg, you won't even be able to enjoy the rest of your life. Do you know that? " Wu Lai spoke again.    

    

This time, no one clamored or acted impulsively. Instead, they stared blankly at Wu Lai. Good and evil would eventually be rewarded. The day that they had been worrying about had finally arrived.