People who know him have serious polarizations in his evaluation.
Half the people said he was good for nothing.
The other half of the people said that he knew everything, knew everything, knew everything, and was a god.
Feng Xiaoyin felt that she was definitely not as unbearable as the former said, but she was also not as mysterious as the latter said.
But he feels that he really knows a lot.
I can talk about all the major and minor domestic and international issues.
Neighbors, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can talk about small and big things.
I have studied astronomy and geography.
He also dabbled in many of the three religions and nine streams.
A little knowledge of history and humanities.
Medical horoscopes can also tell the truth.
Celebrities’ daily routine comes as soon as I open my mouth
There are no heroes from ancient to modern times who don’t know this.
I can talk about myths, legends and monsters until I am frothing at the mouth.
Modern cultivators can also reason about things that are true.
Classical masterpieces make me linger
Internet literature also fascinates me.
When talking about traditional Chinese medicine, I can quote the classics and explain it in a brilliant way.
When it comes to Western medicine surgeries, I can speak so well that even the surgical director thinks I am expert.
…
This is Feng Xiaoyin, who is dressed in bare clothes and has two shoulders. She doesn't have to eat three meals a day, but she won't wander around the world.
Both parents died and there were no children.
If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry.
Work diligently from nine to five, and save three thousand and five thousand a month.
In addition to rent, water, electricity, heating and other expenses, as well as tobacco and alcohol, although it is not a negative figure, it is difficult to have savings.
It still doesn’t affect a person’s self-entertainment (what else can he do if he can’t find a partner?)
Every blind date can make the girl laugh out loud, but after we break up, the responses we expect and expect are roughly the same: This guy is pretty good, but we are not suitable.
There are many enthusiastic aunts who always sigh with regret: What a good young man, why does he have a mouth?
To sum up, this is actually the most ordinary person in the vast sea of people.
Being able to eat, drink, and speak well, under the modern cramming education, one does know everything and everything... but it is indeed only at the stage of 'knowing' and 'knowing'.
The further levels have nothing to do with him.
As for now...
Now even this life has nothing to do with him.
…………He has traveled through time.
…
"If my parents are alive in heaven and know that I am living well in another world, living a prosperous life, and have the opportunity to get rich, I am sure they will be very happy and relieved..."
"Although the career is not very good."
"But my parents probably won't care. As long as I live happily, they will always be half-hearted regardless of whether I do a good job or not."
"Besides, it's fine if they know I'm not dead, so why let them know my current occupation."
"Everything in the past life has nothing to do with me."
"I'm new here, please allow me to change my name first."
"A tribute to this other world."
"From now on, my name is no longer Feng Xiaoyin. I will remove the word "xiao". From now on, my name is Feng Yin."
"I hope those memories will never be unsealed again."
"If one day I can go back and offer incense to my two elders again, then I should be able to proudly say that your Xiaoyin has made a career."
When he chose this name, he never imagined that instead of being sealed at all, those memories of his would become... his biggest magic weapon for surviving in this different world.
So much so that later on, he felt that the name he chose for Feng Yin was just a joke, and it was not very funny...
I had to change my rhetoric.
I am a ray of wind from another world.
I left a deep mark here.
…
Feng Xiaoyin...
Um, no, it must be the wind seal.
It has been ten years since Feng Yin came to this different world.
How many times of wind and rain, how many times of spring and autumn.
Wind, frost, snow and rain beat the torrent.
Despite all the hardships, the infatuation never changes.
Singing sorrow and sorrow every day.
Yes, the first ten years that Feng Yin came to this world... were ten years that are difficult to describe in words.
It was a decade full of bumps and bruises, full of ups and downs, and full of misery!
The only thing that is gratifying is that the current Feng Yin is much, much more handsome than the short, dark and dark Feng Xiaoyin in his previous life.
At the very least, he is 1.8 meters tall and weighs only 140. He really looks thinner when he is wearing clothes and more fleshy when he is undressed.
Long legs, a male dog waist, tall and tall, and a very handsome face, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a rectangular face...
The above are the only... time-travel benefits he has received in the past ten years...
"He is handsome, but this world is not a world where faces are valued... I feel a bit disappointed... Otherwise, how bad would I be... Fortunately, this cruel world has made me an unsmiling, taciturn, and cold-blooded gentleman-type killer.
…”
Feng Yin felt that he was born at the wrong time.
If it was a previous life, this physique, this appearance, this figure, this appearance, this demeanor, this temperament... Haha, money? What is that?
Guaranteed that a bunch of rich women and beauties will go crazy...cough.
…
Ten years have passed.
Nowadays, he can be regarded as a small success.
Feng Yin's profession, in his previous life, was really hard to say...
But in this world, it's not that bad.
His profession is that of a killer.
It's the kind of profession where you work hard as a cashier.
The reason why I say it's not that unbearable is because in this world, being a killer is a legitimate profession!
A world of chaos.
(2)
The "Jun Tian Shou" where Feng Yin is located is a killer organization.
The undisputed number one killer organization in mainland China.
"In this chaotic world, you should hold a sword in your hand; cleanse the world of ugliness and clear your head to the blue sky."
This is an iron rule that all killers in the Juntian Shou organization must keep in mind when joining this group.
Perhaps in other worlds, it would be absurd for killers to become a righteous organization; but in this world, it is a real reality.
Naturally, not all killer organizations are like this.
But Juntian Shou is really such a clear stream. Moreover, this clear stream has existed for an unknown amount of time from a long time ago until now, and it is one of the dominant forces in this continent.
No one knows where the headquarters of Juntianshou is located, nor who are the senior executives of Juntianshou.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But the world knows many things about Juntian Shou. For example, there is no threshold for joining Juntian Shou. As long as you obey the organizational disciplines, you will be considered as one.
A beggar who has no strength to tie a chicken can also join.
And as long as you can complete the task and solve the task goal, you can get what you need to provide for your life, whether it is money, food, or practice skills and resources.
The first of Jun Tianshou's iron rules is "life and death are determined by fate, and I will not be held responsible."
This sentence is easy to understand and very simple.
If you die, you are dead. Once it becomes permanent, you will no longer have anything to do with the organization, and there will be no pension or anything like that.
But even so, organizations like Juntianshou still give many people who have no way to survive an additional choice.
A choice to survive.
What else can you do when you can’t survive?
Wouldn’t it be nice to have one more way out like this?!
The human world is full of predators of the weak, and monsters run rampant everywhere. It is a life-and-death crisis at every turn, and the world often leads to strange paths.
As long as you are not in the protection area of a kingdom-level force with many strong people and a place with relatively strict legal system, then the life and death of the weak can only depend on the illusory destiny.
Or there is mercy from the strong.
Live by mercy, luck, and charity.
Under such circumstances, a weak person would only dare to pick ordinary medicinal herbs when going into the mountains. Even if he found a magical medicine, he would not dare to touch it.
Because if it moves, it may bring a fortune, but it is more likely to bring disaster, the disaster of annihilation of the whole family.
If virtue is not matched, there will be disaster; if people are not worthy of wealth, there will be misfortune.
This sentence is not about superstition, but reality and human nature.
This is also the current situation in Anping Continent.
Very ironic.
"Anping!"
Such a turbulent and troubled world has such a peaceful name. It is obvious that most of the people living in this world are not at all peaceful, and are even in danger of being destroyed at every turn.
Everyone who can grow up to adulthood in the wilderness does not know how many winds and rains, how many lives and deaths he has to go through.
Feng Yin is a relatively lucky person - although his experience from childhood to adulthood can be described as miserable, but... he survived after all.
Survival itself is already an extremely lucky thing!
And there is no disability...it is simply a blessing from God!
This poor time traveler has been an ordinary little beggar wandering on the mainland since the first day he crossed over.
Stealing, kidnapping, begging, going without food for three to five days, my eyes glowing green...
It's just a common thing.
Until, he heard about the existence of Juntian Shou organization.
That year, he was nine years old, and it was also the second year of time travel.
He realized that this might be his chance to change his destiny.
More than a year of begging and poverty had already made him give up all his unrealistic fantasies.
That day, he cut his wrist with a sharp stone, collected the blood from the half-chip bowl, and dripped it into a jade bowl in front of the sacrificial altar of Juntian Temple.
This is the inevitable process for everyone who wants to join the Juntian Shou organization——
[The blood of my heart is my oath, the way of heaven is my witness, my destiny is my guide, and from now on, heaven will be unified.]
Note that it is Juntian, not Juntian who is holding the hand of Juntian.
Juntianshou gives you an equal opportunity for all living beings.
Of course, whether you can share the world equally in the future... depends on yourself.
Then he got a white paper sign made of unknown material.
【Juntianjian】
It is also an exclusive token of Juntian's hand known as "Juntian's Punishment Order" by people in the world.
Don't underestimate this talisman. It contains the universe and connects countless information and information in the entire world.
All related tasks related to Juntian Shou need to be taken from here.
Rewards are also collected from the brand.
Then, he was surprised to find that Wang Laosi, who was a local bully in the begging area, was also on the hunting list. Although he was ranked at the bottom, all the information matched the information.
It even has a face.
The first action target was locked almost immediately!
Jun Tianjian commented: "Wang Laosi is the leader of the beggars. He is very ambitious. He has repeatedly stolen children, broken their legs to make them beg, bought and sold virgins, and forced girls into prostitution. He has caused the fragmentation of thirty-one families. His crime deserves to be punished."
Unforgivable.
He ordered Jun Tian's men to kill those who were traveling in order to report to heaven and to the people below.
Mission Level: Solitaire.’
Card-level tasks are the lowest level among Juntianshou task levels.
But Feng Yin judged by himself that he... seemed to be unable to defeat that Wang Laosi. At least in a head-on situation, there was basically no chance of winning, so he had to use his wits to plan.
On that same day, Wang Laosi fought with others to grab territory and fought hard... but was defeated and seriously injured. He managed to escape to a secret corner and barely survived.
In the dead of night, Feng Yin sneaked into that secret corner and smashed Wang Laosi to death on the bed with a big stone.
Blood splattered all over the ground!
Every time a stone falls and blood flies up, it seems to accelerate the transformation of the wind seal.
And this battle also completely awakened the ferocity in Feng Yin's heart, completely shattering his previous fantasies and ties from his previous life.
And then, he got the reward he deserved.
In the Juntian Shou Killer Space contained in the playing card, a basic skill and a physical reward of the lowest quality Yuanli Pill appeared.
Well, there is another steamed bun.
After a long time, Feng Yin learned that the technique was a unified reward for all killers who joined Jun Tian Shou to succeed in their first action.
The Yuanli Pill and the steamed buns are the rewards of this mission.
Don't look down on the so-called lowest quality Yuanli Pill. Just one pill made his body twice as strong.
And that white flour steamed bun...
This steamed bun is the most delicious thing he has ever eaten since time travel to the present!
After the vomiting after that murder...
He ate the steamed bun and almost swallowed his own tongue.
After two years of traveling, it was the first time I had eaten to my fullest, so happy!
No one noticed that the little beggar had a wolf-like light shining in his eyes under his lowered head.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! While eating the steamed buns hungrily, the wolf-like light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
…
Although he doesn't understand why there is a mysterious space in this brand, nor why he can get a lot of information and information about this strange world from it.
I don't even understand why after I completed the task, someone here knew about it immediately and gave me the reward simultaneously.
How on earth do you know this?!
This is not scientific!
But what I don't understand the most is how a steamed bun, a pill, and a secret book can emerge from a white card.
How did this come about?
This is not the online world of my previous life... No, even the online world of my previous life would never be able to do such a thing...
We know how to play games online, but who has ever seen steamed buns taken out from a computer screen?
But Fengyin did not choose to continue research.
Existence is reasonable.
I will accept it as long as it exists - such a simple truth.
Why do you care so much?
If you can eat well and breathe, you are already very happy, right?
He once thought that this thing was because he had obtained a unique golden finger, and he was even more complacent about it for a while, but later he learned that this thing was developed by the Juntian Shou organization.
As long as the killers join the Juntian Shou organization, they will have such a magical experience and imagine that they are destined to be the protagonist.
It suddenly felt boring.
I even felt ridiculous and ashamed of my whimsical idea of wanting a golden finger...
People, it’s better to be down-to-earth!
And then add a sense of relief...
It’s just an identity card. Isn’t it that simple and realistic?
In my previous life, I had an ID card... Is this strange?
…
Two days after the wind seal possessed the little beggar, he completely threw away all the rules of conduct and memory of his past life, and completely abandoned the idea of imagining what he could gain in this world by relying on the knowledge of his past life...
Even if you can create many valuable things and master a lot of valuable knowledge and foresight, in this chaotic world, the best result you can get is to be captured and become a slave of a wealthy family - in this life
In this life, no descendants will be able to escape the control of a slave.
——For someone who is skilled or valuable, how can you be allowed to travel outside of your control?!
Talented?
Hehehe...
This world, the current world, only likes talented...slaves!
not to mention……
Mr. Feng indeed... knows everything, but if you want to say that he is proficient in something, or knows something, he himself can't say anything.
Of course he knew the things that could make a fortune in another world, but as for "why", he only had a rough idea.
In other words, if you really ask him to make it, he won't be able to make any finished product...
Teacher, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I gave you back everything you taught me... I now know the importance of knowledge. Can I go back and study hard, and memorize all the key points before traveling?
As for attachment to past lives...sorry there is none.
As a social animal.
As a person who is tired from working all day long and criticized, he is worse than a dog. He has no hope of getting rich and can only enjoy himself by talking about it and bragging about it. He is also a social animal with the attributes of a single dog without any worries.
How much attachment can there be?
On the contrary, he was comforting.
In this world, there are still opportunities to get rich - as long as you are willing to sacrifice your life, fight, fight, and work.
Single spirit!
This is the most valuable quality of Fengyin in his past and present lives. Well, it is also the only thing that can be obtained at present.
——As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he can stare at that little bit of unreachable light and work hard!
As long as you catch that light, you can fight until your last breath.
I have been lost and hesitated.
But after bragging, I wiped away my tears and went to work still full of fighting spirit and energy.
Even if I was scolded by my boss yesterday.
As long as you, the bastard, pay me my wages, my labor and management will still be smiling at you today.
Because labor and management are self-aware, they will never find another such scapegoat without you...
really.
Arrived in another world.
left you.
I really haven't found anyone who has the same valuable qualities as you.
Boss, I miss you...
salary.
…
(3)
Rare rainy weather.
Rare memories of the past.
Fengyin sat at the door of the shop, looking at the falling rain like mist, and collected his thoughts.
"That is, this mist-like silk rain is the same as in the previous life."
"Wind, frost, rain, and snow make no difference."
"The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow..."
"Why are you so sentimental all of a sudden? This is very bad and inconsistent with my character as a cold-blooded killer."
He frowned like a poet: "Could it be that I am actually a melancholic poet at heart? My sentimentality has penetrated into my heart and spleen and integrated into my bones..."
"Hey, what kind of world... I can't even get interested in reciting a poem... In this damn world, my dream of reciting poems and pretending to be a beauty has never been awakened... Then I'll memorize Tang poetry and Song lyrics
I have some yarn for..."
Fengyin will be really melancholy.
He deeply felt that he was born at the wrong time.
A frustrated voice came from inside that was dissatisfied but dared to be angry but did not dare to speak: "...Sir, I know your rules, but you have been in a daze for an hour... Can you check the injury for us first? It hurts... it hurts so much
sharp……"
That's right.
This is a shop run by Feng Yin.
My own little shop.
one……
Yeah, medical clinic.
As a killer, you need to hide your identity more than ordinary people.
The doctor in this medical clinic is one of Feng Yin's hidden identities.
…
No matter what world you are in, killers are always hidden from the light.
Fengyin especially refuses to see the light.
After ten years of struggle, he no longer knew how many lives and deaths he had experienced. At the beginning, every time he completed a task, he would record it himself.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But I keep remembering it, and I don’t know that I gave up from that day on.
Why record these?
Does it make sense?
It’s better to do something more meaningful if you have that time, such as doing something to protect yourself and survive longer.
So after he had a small amount of savings, he opened this medical clinic based on his little knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine that was not even on paper, and probably his remaining memories of having read Materia Medica and Qianjin Prescriptions.
It doesn't matter whether you have a business or not.
The key is... I have a clear identity, which is better than anything else.
By the way, doctors are still very popular in this world.
"Conscience Medical Center"
The name of this medical clinic is well chosen, tacky but not conventional.
However, the couplet on one side gives the word "conscience" on the plaque a more "conscience" interpretation.
First couplet: Whether I open or close the door depends on my mood.
Second line: Whether the doctor is good or not depends solely on your luck.
The meaning is very clear: Don’t come, I’m not good enough!
From the day Feng Yin opened the store, he never thought that any business would come to his door.
Who stipulates that when you open a medical clinic and work as a doctor, you have to treat people? Is it the job of a killer to save lives?
But what he never expected was...
From the moment the medical clinic opened its doors, business has been coming in one after another, almost non-stop.
In this town, which was named "Jianghu Town" by a group of Jianghu people, the shortage of doctors cannot be described as appallingly few, but... none at all!
The emergence of the Conscience Medical Clinic has filled a gap in this small town.
And this was a result he never expected.
This is embarrassing.
Now, it is only the second month since he opened the store.
"What are you shouting for? It's so loud, howling in mourning? I'm making medicine for you! What's the urge?"
Fengyin, who had a melancholy temperament of spring and autumn, was impatient to be interrupted, so he turned around and yelled.
Tone of voice, rudeness, loud voice, harsh words.
As a doctor, and the only one who is impatient and reluctant, he is so awesome.
The two big men in the store looked aggrieved and didn't dare to say anything for a long time.
You clearly didn't do anything and were just sitting there in a daze. Did you take some shitty medicine?
You haven't opened that medicine bag yet!
However, when I want to ask for help from others, I not only dare not speak out, but I also dare not get angry, so I can only accept humiliation.
One of them was covered in blood, his chest was collapsed, and his ribs were obviously broken.
"Hell, if you get injured in the future, don't send me here even if you throw a mass grave!"
The injured man lowered his voice and said angrily.
The big man next to him who sent him rolled his eyes: "Brother, you have said this three times. The first two times, you were not here..."
"It's so frustrating! It's so fucking frustrating!"
The big man lying down also had a face full of anger: "I think I, Xu Laosan, am also a well-known figure. Not only did I have my ribs broken while performing a task, but I also had to go to this black-hearted doctor's shop to be scolded! Think about it.
I feel like I have no love left in my life, I can’t wait to..."
Just as he said this, Feng Yin walked in, crossed his arms, tilted his head and squinted his eyes: "What do you want to do?"
Xu Laosan, who was still aggrieved just a moment ago, suddenly changed his face: "I really wish I could set up a memorial tablet for you, sir. It's such a wonderful rejuvenation. I've been injured several times and you've treated me... It's really... a miracle doctor."
!This is your medical skill!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his thumb and said with a flattering look on his face: "A true doctor has a benevolent heart, a chivalrous bone and a tender heart. He is truly a model for the ages..."
The big man next to him: "..."
Fengyin walked over with a straight face, stretched out his hand and pressed on the collapsed part of Xu Laosan's chest.
It can be seen with the naked eye that the force is quite large.
Xu Laosan's face turned pale, a scream reached his throat and he was choked, and his breathing stopped for an instant.
"It's just three broken ribs. I won't die for a while..."
Feng Yin snorted: "How did it break this time?"
"Last night... we went on a mission... ahem... we were intercepted... The person who intercepted the Hu was very vicious. Not only did he intercept our mission, but he also punched me..."
Xu Laosan felt very embarrassed, and the more he spoke, the less confident he became.
Is that person very vicious?
Feng Yin suddenly felt unhappy, and his hand added a little more strength, pressing the broken bone until it clicked.
Xu Laosan was in excruciating pain, and his face became increasingly pale, but he still did not dare to scream.
There is a reason for Feng Yin's dissatisfaction.
It's rare that a mission is quite simple, and the most critical mission target is not far from him. But when he went to eliminate the target, the two brothers Xu Laosan actually went to carry out this mission...
You clearly want to pick my peaches?
How could Feng Yin be polite when dealing with such a blind person, so he naturally gave him a punch...
Conscience of heaven and earth, I have shown mercy, considering that the other party has been treated in my own hospital more than once...
Yes, this Xu Laosan is treating a broken bone in the Fengyin shop. His injury... was inflicted by the doctor in front of him...
One punch, three ribs.
For the sake of being a Juntianshou killer, Fengyin only punched him once.
Only three ribs were broken.
Real mercy!
Then he completed the task and left.
The rewards for this mission are a steamed bun, a mid-level Yuanli Pill, a mid-level Bigu Pill, and a low-level Marrow Cleansing Pill.
"...The mission has been completed, completed by: Gentle. Sequence, one hundred and seventy-three thousand five hundred and seventy-seven, level, iron plate."
Ranked over 170,000 among the Iron Cards...
Gentle is the registered name of Feng Yin's killer.
Yeah, stage name.
Everything in the world is cruel.
Only death is eternal tenderness.
Of course, others won't see it this way. They don't have such profound thoughts as Feng Yin.
They just felt that this murderous executioner was actually named Wenwen...
What a pervert...
(4)
Iron brand!
Yes, after ten years of hard work, ten years of life and death.
Feng Yin has already succeeded as a card-level killer from Jun Tian. After experiencing the wood-colored wooden cards, he went a step further and became an iron-card killer.
The cards turned into iron cards, iron-colored iron cards.
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Feng Yin is quite satisfied with his progress.
He even wanted to wash his hands in a golden basin and withdraw from the world.
Because there are bronze medals, silver medals, gold medals, jade medals, amethyst, king level, emperor level, honorable level, god level, holy level...
Feng Yin said... If the plug-in fails, I may be able to struggle to get the silver medal, but for those cards after that... I won't survive that time.
Maybe I won't be able to mix with those cards in this life, and I have become a card.
This line of work is too dangerous.
After all, the above is just the killer rating in Juntian's hands.
The more popular warrior ratings in the world... Well, Feng Yin doesn't pay much attention to those things yet.
…
"Ready?"
"Then I'm on board?"
After Feng Yin finished speaking, he immediately took action, leaving no time for the other party to react.
He straightened and connected Xu Laosan's broken bones one by one with very quick but rough movements.
This is a basic operation, and you can still do the wind seal.
During the process, Xu Laosan's miserable howl was simply earth-shattering.
This doctor's treatment methods are as crude and direct as killing a pig...
After all this tossing, Xu Laosan's face turned sallow, his head was covered with beads of sweat, his eyes almost bulged out of his sockets, he gasped with his mouth open, and screamed from the bottom of his heart from time to time.
Click click click...
"It's the right one. It's just one section, not several sections. This kind of broken injury heals very quickly. You're really lucky."
Feng Yin wiped his hands and comforted him, with a rare warmth in his tone. - Hehe, I didn't expect it.
Poor Xu Laosan can't even speak now, his moans are weak, and he can't feel the slightest warmth at all.
I already have this kind of virtue, and you still say I'm lucky...
Feng Yin didn't talk nonsense and just grabbed some medicine.
I remember that two or three of them are symptomatic, but as for the others... they won't kill anyone anyway, especially Coptis chinensis, the more the merrier, this thing is the best at clearing away heat and relieving fire, just in time to eliminate the anger in the hearts of these hard-working cashiers.
Done!
Snapped!
A slap landed squarely on the wound.
In the midst of Xu Laosan's ups and downs and high-pitched howls, Feng Yin said in a relaxed tone: "It's done! After a few days of rest, you will be a strong and powerful man again... You are really lucky to have met me.
"
Xu Laosan was trembling, and the waves of pain continued to hit him, and he almost passed away without any pain.
I was so slapped by you that it almost took me twenty years to become a good man... I am so lucky!
Although the brother next to him, Xu Laosi, was not injured, he was so frightened that he was sweating profusely... This method of treating injuries was really shocking!
Conscience Medical Center...
I went to Grandpa’s. This medical clinic is really heartbreaking...
"How much?"
"Give me five hundred taels of silver." Feng Yin wiped his hands and said lightly.
"Five...five hundred taels?"
Xu Laosan's expression changed and he groaned: "You might as well change the name. Instead of calling it Conscience Medical Center, call it Conscience Medical Center..."
"If we smash out both of our bone marrows and sell them, we still won't have five hundred taels..."
Feng Yin raised his eyebrows displeased: "How can you say this? The labor and management are kind and kind, and they treat diseases and save people. They always clearly mark the price, and they are innocent. How come you have lost your conscience now? This medical clinic refuses to take credit. If you think it is expensive, you can do it next time.
I won’t come, but this time... I still have to pay it forward. By the way, aren’t you two known as iron-clad killers? How come you can’t even come up with a mere five hundred taels? Actually, neither of you can come up with it??
"
The two people were discussing after they came in. There was no evasion or confidentiality. Even if Feng Yin covered his ears, he could hear the conversation clearly. Taking the opportunity to inquire at this moment was just the right thing to do.
But the doubts and speechlessness in my heart also coincided with it: Why are you so careless about keeping secrets, and you are still a killer? Are you an iron-clad killer on the same level as me?
I never said that I was a killer, and I never dared to mention it a word, okay?
"I can't even get out five hundred taels. It's really embarrassing for that person!"
Feng Yin's words were even more contemptuous.
We are all equally powerful, I have enough money to open a store, and I am even worth a lot of money, but you two are so poor!?
Xu Laosan was so aggrieved that he almost cried: "You also said that we are just iron-branded killers... What's the iron-branded killer? The lowest level of rubbish. It's hard to say but not nice to hear. It's weird to have so much money.
…”
Grass!
Feng Yin's face turned dark.
You guys are just bullshit, but I can’t be bullshit!
You talk to yourselves and say you are a jerk, can I be the same as you?
Next to him, Xu Laosi continued his misfortune: "How much money can you make from a mere iron card? And we brothers have just been promoted... The boss had three ribs broken the second time he took action... Make money? Where can we go?"
Are you going to make money? The medical expenses for this trip are all compensation... Tiepai, Tiepai is nothing..."
A mere iron plate!?
Does the iron card count as a bird?
Feng Yin felt like he had been stabbed again, and suddenly felt an abnormal tightness in his chest. Although he himself knew that Tie Pai was indeed not on the stage among the ranks of Juntian Shou killers, he still felt very sad after hearing such words from others.
uncomfortable.
Grandma... has the iron brand eaten your rice?
You actually look down on iron cards so much!
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The new book has been released, the first chapter is a big chapter, 9,000 words.