However, the moment the doctor sat in the driver's seat, his body suddenly froze.
Because at some point, a scalpel was pressed against his throat.
"Good evening......"
Behind him, Ye Hao stuck out his head and said with a half-smile.
The moment the doctor saw Ye Hao, his expression froze. He never imagined that he would meet the real owner.
His right hand quickly reached into the armrest box, trying to grab the firearm inside, but the force in Ye Hao's hand caused his movements to freeze again in an instant.
"It's wrong for you to do this..."
Ye Hao smiled.
"Since you want to pretend to be me, you have to pretend to be more realistic. After all, I won't use firearms casually."
The doctor's eyes turned cold, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "I didn't want to kill you originally."
"Since you happened to meet me, I'm sorry."
"I can only find a way to send you on your way."
"Send me on my way?" A smile appeared on Ye Hao's lips, "I should be able to send you on my way easily now, right?"
"In fact, if you want to kill Fan Asan, just kill him. It has nothing to do with me."
"But, wouldn't it be bad if you want me to take the blame?"
Ye Hao had just witnessed the whole process, but he did not stop it. After all, it had nothing to do with him.
The doctor took a deep breath at this moment, and then said in a cold voice: "Ye, you want to capture me alive? How is that possible?"
"is it hard?"
Ye Hao smiled faintly.
"Is it useful for you to be tough at this time? As long as I exert a little force with my right hand, your life will be gone."
"Or do you think that as long as you are tough enough, I will kill you immediately?"
"I don't see that you are quite loyal."
"It's a pity that I don't want to kill you yet."
While speaking, Ye Hao stretched out his left hand and patted the doctor's abdomen. In an instant, a feeling of weakness emerged in the doctor's body.
The terrifying killer who had been full of murderous rage just now and killed countless people was now as weak as a sheep.
After doing all this, Ye Hao took back the scalpel in his hand, then looked at the other person up and down for a moment, and said calmly: "A member of the Jin family?"
As he spoke, he slapped his hand again, directly knocking away the poison that the doctor tried to bite out.
The doctor's eyelids jumped. He knew that he had been crippled by Ye Hao, so he wanted to commit suicide.
But it was unexpected that Ye Hao would directly deprive him of the right to commit suicide.
"Ye, stop talking nonsense, kill me if you can!"
"Don't be proud either!"
"You provoke the wrong people, so sooner or later you will end up dead on the streets!"
At this moment, the doctor held his neck high to protect his last dignity.
"Kill me if you can!"
"Kill you?"
Ye Hao smiled faintly.
"Why should I kill you?"
"You are a piece of living evidence."
"For example, where did you get that face? Why did you kill Fan Asan? I need you to explain these things slowly and clearly."
"Don't worry, I won't play with you slowly."
"But I have some subordinates, such as Han Chen from the Ax Gang."
"He wanted nothing more than to appear in front of me."
"I think if he has this opportunity, he will definitely go all out."
Listening to Ye Hao's words, the doctor looked disdainful. He was a person who had undergone special training in the Golden Palace.
How could a street gangster pry his mouth open?
Ye Hao smiled silently and did not explain too much. Instead, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Han Chen, come to the People's Hospital..."