Goddess's Personal Magical Doctor

C193 I Don't Want to Give You Any Money



C193 I Don't Want to Give You Any Money

The crowd retreated in horror, and very quickly, all the space around the car was cleared.    

    

The ten strongest men in their village were all lying on the ground. How could they fight against a group of weak old men and women? The key point was that this kid wasn't afraid!    

    

Logically speaking, with so many people moving, most people would be afraid. Even if they had the strength, they would only be smacked on the head. But now, this brat was a bit of a freak. He managed to draw out so many people in such a short period of time without suffering any injuries. He had not even been touched before.    

    

Chen Tye pouted in disappointment: "You're not coming anymore? Come on, let's go. All the men, women, old and young of your village. Come on, hit me on the head and promise to kill me. As long as you kill me, the car is yours. Oh yeah, I still have tens of thousands of cash in my car, and a lot of it in my bank account.    

    

The crowd slightly twitched. What an enticing speech. But looking at his indifferent appearance, why does he make me feel uneasy?    

    

Forcing himself, the middle-aged man in front charged forward again with his hoe. "I'm afraid of you, charge!"    

    

However, he was the only one who rushed over. The group of people behind him didn't dare to follow him.    

    

The old man rushed to Chen Tye. Suddenly, he realized that no one was following him and his mouth twitched. Standing one meter in front of Chen Tye with a hoe in hand, he looked at Chen Tye's smiling face and his scalp went slightly numb: "Stinky brat, you …" You are courting death. "Let me tell you, back then, I had also participated in a competition, so I'm not afraid of you."    

    

"Come, sir, come here." Chen Tye leaned his head over and pointed at the top of his head, "If the hoe goes down from here, the head will blossom for a moment and everything will be fine."    

    

The old man lashed out, clenching his teeth and hacked down the hoe bravely. "F * ck, die …"    

    

Boom! *    

    

The sound came to an abrupt stop, and his whole body froze. The hoe was still swinging down, but Chen Tye had already dodged it.    

    

The old man looked at Chen Tye and the corner of his mouth twitched, then he fell down. Was this brat even human? The stick was even faster than lightning!    

    

Hiss!    

    

The group of people all around them backed off in fear, nearly peeing in their pants. Didn't the strong say that as long as everyone worked together, they would be rich?    

    

Grabbing the hoe, Chen Tye looked at the unconscious old man on the ground and said helplessly: "Hey, you can't blame me for this. I've already given you a chance, but your speed is too slow."    

    

This kind of old man would probably bring disaster upon people back in the day!    

    

Ignoring the crowd, Chen Tye turned around leisurely and walked to Zhao Qiang, who was curled up in pain on the ground. He squatted down and sized him up with a smile. This time, let's see how you can act cool. "    

    

Zhao Qiang slightly twitched, gritted his teeth and cursed with difficulty: "Fuck, aren't you afraid that the police will come and kill you!"    

    

"I'm scared, I'm scared." Chen Tye replied indifferently, "After beating so many people, I'm scared to death. What should I do? Should I give you this car? "Oh yeah, I also have money in my wallet. Come, come, I'll give it to you."    

    

As he spoke, he actually took out his wallet and handed over 200 yuan.    

    

Zhao Qiang was full of resentment. How could he have the strength to deal with it? He felt a bit regretful in his heart.    

    

Originally, he thought that he would ruthlessly extort Chen Tye, but he didn't expect to get slapped instead. Furthermore, from the looks of it, the other party was not afraid at all …    

    

Pow!    

    

Without thinking too much, Chen Tye slapped the bill hard on Zhao Qiang's face, causing him to almost spit out blood.    

    

"Take it." "F * ck, you're not taking the money even though I'm giving you money? You're not giving me any face at all." Chen Tye yelled in annoyance, it sounded like it was true.    

    

Zhao Qiang was so angry that his stomach hurt and his waist felt like it was going to break. How could he have the strength to take the money? Besides, it was only two hundred yuan. It was nothing!    

    

"Hey, you don't even want the money I gave you, and you still want to sell my car? What makes you think that?" Chen Tye shook his head and sighed in dissatisfaction, "If you want money, then tell me. I'll just give it to you, right? "If you say yes, I'll definitely give it to you. If you say no, I definitely won't give it to you …"    

    

Crack, crack, crack. Like an old monk, Zhao Qiang patiently recited the sutras, which caused Zhao Qiang's ears to ring. The group of people behind him began to break out in cold sweat.    

    

On the second floor's window, Su Meiqing couldn't stifle a smile. Needless to say, this bastard was going to act cool again!    

    

Turning her head to the side, she saw Zhong Yan's confused expression, Su Meiqing tried to hold back her laughter as she explained, "This fellow, I think he's waiting for someone else, so he might as well act cool."    

    

Zhong Yan heaved a sigh of relief, but her heart was filled with bitterness. It was as if he was no longer the Chen Tye he knew. Previously, Chen Tye was a top student. Although he could go berserk when he was angry, it was definitely not this terrifying. Now, it seemed like this girlfriend of hers knew him better than he did …    

    

Boom! *    

    

Before she could think much about it, she heard a muffled sound from below. Zhong Yan immediately turned her head to look, and her heart almost jumped out of her mouth.    

    

Chen Tye suddenly picked Zhao Qiang up and smashed him angrily against the wall. Blood gushed out from his head as he was hit, and a sharp scream pierced through the entire village.    

    

The group of men behind him gasped. The few men on the ground also tried their best to get up. They couldn't wait to roll and crawl away.    

    

Looking at Zhao Qiang, whose forehead was bleeding, many people were so scared that their legs went limp. Feeling that, Zhao Qiang's head exploded.    

    

Clasping Zhao Qiang's head, Chen Tye sneered sinisterly: "Is this good? A local snake? That's what I like to do with a local snake like you. Pain? "It's okay, I'm a doctor, I'll help you bandage it …"    

    

Boom! *    

    

Before he could finish, he suddenly turned around and fiercely threw Zhao Qiang to the ground. The dust flew everywhere as Zhao Qiang fell to the ground. The bones in his back were almost broken as blood uncontrollably gushed out from his throat.    

    

The spray in the air was extremely dazzling, causing everyone to be extremely frightened.    

    

Walking forward, Chen Tye stomped on Zhao Qiang's chest and cruelly looked at the people around him, coldly snorting, "Come on, let's attack together. Men, women, children, all come to kill me. Just kill me and you'll have money, won't you! "    

    

This place was within a city. Although it was only a village within a city, it was truly too arrogant. Regardless of whether they were instigated by Zhao Qiang or that they really wanted money, anyone who dared to do such a thing was no good person!    

    

How could they not blame the masses? If he wasn't tyrannical, would they really kill him and then split the car with him?    

    

A cold killing intent filled the air and the surrounding people all took a few steps back without daring to breathe. Many of them even nervously put down their weapons with pale faces.    

    

Chen Tye raised his head coldly, his left hand did not hide his middle finger, and then flipped downwards: "Just you guys? Spicy chicken! "    

    

No one dared to refute. This was reality. No matter what era it was, only strong people would not be bullied!    

    

Ignoring them, Chen Tye squatted down and looked at the dying Zhao Qiang with a smile on his face again, "Is it good? "Don't worry, like I said, I'm a doctor. You won't die, you know your limits."    

    

Zhao Qiang's heart was filled with despair. He whispered in fear: "You …" What do you want? I... I'm telling you, my big brother is a gangster. If you dare to touch me, cough cough, at that time … "Ahhh!"    

    

Before he finished his sentence, he felt a sharp pain coming from his back. He instantly became conscious and was in so much pain that Zhao Qiang instinctively raised his head and screamed.    

    

Unknowingly, Chen Tye had already held a silver needle and pierced it accurately into the back of Chen Tye's neck.    

    

"What? What did you just say?" Chen Tye smiled, "Sorry, I was just trying to act cool, so I didn't pay attention. Come, I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language.    

    

Zhao Qiang twitched his mouth. How could he dare to say anything? What the hell was going on? Wasn't this guy afraid of the police coming?    

    

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chen Tye continued to take out his silver needle and smiled: "Endure it, I'm helping you heal your injuries. This doctor doesn't have much ability, he's definitely capable of treating people to death. "    

    

"Ah!    

    

As the silver needles were pierced down, Zhao Qiang screamed like a pig being butchered. Even the sunflowers were shrunk into little chrysanthemums.    

    

The desperate sounds caused the surrounding people to retreat in horror, all of their faces turning blue. There was a kind of pain, a pain when listening to it!    

    

"The police are here, the police are here!"    

    

At this moment, there was a shout from behind the crowd. The group of people were relieved and quickly made way. At the same time, all of them showed signs of courage as they glared at Chen Tye.    

    

Chen Tye, on the other hand, turned a deaf ear. The silver needle swung in front of him and continued to pierce Zhao Qiang's back.    

    

This time, Zhao Qiang stopped screaming. Blood was still seeping out of his forehead, his face was hideous, and the blood vessels on his neck were turning blue.    

    

It wasn't that it didn't hurt, but it hurt so much that he couldn't cry out!    

    


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