"You have a lot of money?" Li Qingyu sneered.

"Of course! You can't even think of how many you can beat you to death! Boy, I know you can beat you, but you can beat you a lot? In the end, it's not just for making a living, but for us rich people, you can be a dog? If you have talent, you can make a little money and get a middle-class person. If you can't do well, you will be poor and even beg for the streets! Is there any use?!"

Thinking about his family's strong financial resources, Zhang Haiqiang's anger actually decreased a little, and his daily arrogance burned again!

"Can money be bought to your life?" Li Qingyu said.

"Of course! Now that medicine is so developed, there is no disease that cannot be cured! Even if it is cancer, as long as you have money, you can survive well! In this world, no one can cure it except poverty, and there is no disease that cannot be cured!" Zhang Haiqiang said.

"How much money can you take out now? Is there a hundred million?" Li Qingyu suddenly said.

"Of course there is! Haha, you, a country bumpkin like you, never know how much is 100 million yuan!" Zhang Haiqiang said arrogantly.

Li Qingyu suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder gently, and said with a smile: "Haha, I said I can give you this 100 million to me within ten minutes. Do you believe it?"

"Hahaha, brothers, have you heard what he said just now? He said I will give him 100 million within ten minutes! Do you believe it?" Zhang Haiqiang said as if he was looking at a fool.

"Ten minutes? Give him 100 million? Did he think he was a magician. As long as he pinched the tricks and chanted the spell, Zhang Shao's money would grow wings and fly into his pocket?"

"No, he thought he was the leader and could control Zhang Shao's soul and let Zhang Shao hand over 100 million to him!"

"Haha, it's ridiculous. This is the coldest cold joke I've heard today!"

"Sun Yingxue, I advise you to stay away from him quickly, right? Otherwise you will be infected by him!"

Zhang Haiqiang's best friends immediately said in a verbal way, and his eyes looked at Li Qingyu with sarcasm.

Not to mention them, even Sun Yingxue and her friends looked at Li Qingyu with surprise. They really couldn't imagine what Li Qingyu could do to make Zhang Haiqiang obediently hand over 100 million to him!

They felt that Li Qingyu had blown her skin this time!

Li Qingyu looked at Zhang Haiqiang and his group of best friends, but raised the corners of his mouth and showed a signature and slutty smile, and said to himself: "Damn, a group of frogs in the well! If I hadn't used my spiritual sense too ruthlessly when I dealt with Wang Feizhuo this morning, I could no longer let it go. It would be a breeze for me to control your soul."

Zhang Haiqiang raised his wrist, looked at Patek Philippe on his wrist, and said, "Boy, it's been a minute now. I really want to see you being slapped in the face...I look...Ahem...Ahem..."

As he was talking, he suddenly felt his chest was so tight that he couldn't breathe. He opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath, trying to inhale more oxygen, but it had no effect at all. He just coughed desperately!

"Ye, what's wrong with Mr. Zhang? Why is his lips blue? Do you feel so breathless and so anxious? Want to tear your chest open and let it get air?" The slutty smile on Li Qingyu's face became even more obvious.

The master cannot be humiliated! This is not something you can say casually!

If Li Qingyu was a loyal and kind elder, Zhang Haiqiang would sarcastically mock him like this, he might not have the same knowledge as Zhang Haiqiang, but just gave him a fart and ignored him.

Unfortunately, Li Qingyu is not!

Li Qingyu is a little bit slutty in his personality. He is a man who can only take advantage of the situation but cannot suffer losses. He has always advocated being too tit for tooth and eye for eye. How could he endure the insults of Zhang Haiqiang and others?

Besides, Li Qingyu knew very well that a lawless playboy like Zhang Haiqiang would either stay away from him, never interact with him, or just fight him to death! Let him be completely convinced, and his heart would tremble when he saw you, and his calves would become twitchy!

So, Li Qingyu took action against Zhang Haiqiang without hesitation!

When he just gently patted Zhang Haiqiang on the shoulder, he unknowingly penetrated a powerful inner spirit into Zhang Haiqiang's chest, artificially causing Zhang Haiqiang to have severe pneumothorax!

If Zhang Haiqiang did a ct at this time, he would clearly find that his lung lobes had been compressed to the size of a baby's fist! They almost completely lost their expansion function!

Zhang Haiqiang's group of close friends also found that Zhang Haiqiang was in a wrong state, and immediately supported Zhang Haiqiang with his waist hunched, coughing into a ball, and his mouth turned blue and purple, and said in a lingering manner: "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

"Mr. Zhang? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Mr. Zhang, why did your lips turn blue and purple?"

"Mr. Zhang seems to have acute pneumothorax!"

Although these people are not medical students, they are college students after all, and some of them have a wide range of knowledge, and they actually see Zhang Haiqiang’s faults!

At this moment, Li Qingyu suddenly snapped his fingers with a "bang" and said with a smile: "Haha, I didn't expect that there are people who know medicine among you. Yes, he has acute pneumothorax, and it's very serious! If he doesn't get effective treatment within ten minutes, he will be dead!"

"Cough cough...Li Qing...Li Qingyu, what did you do to me... to me?" Zhang Haiqiang stared at Li Qingyu with blood-red eyes and said with coughing.

Li Qingyu shrugged, spread his hands, and said with a relaxed look: "Mr. Zhang, do you think I made you suddenly suffer from pneumothorax? If that's the case, do you have evidence?"

At this moment, Zhang Haiqiang had no intention of finding evidence? He just coughed desperately, and he felt that he was about to die!

"Quick! Take me to the hospital! Take me to the hospital!" Zhang Haiqiang said as he grabbed his chest while trying his best.

"Hurry! Send Mr. Zhang to the hospital!"

"Come onto my back, I'll carry him!"

A group of people were going to take Zhang Haiqiang to the hospital in a row.

"Haha, I think you should save money. I bet that he will die before you send him downstairs! Now only one person can save his life,"

Li Qingyu pointed to his nose and continued, "That's me! But my medical fee is a bit high, 100 million!"

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and then suddenly realized!

No wonder Li Qingyu dared to say that within ten minutes, he asked Zhang Haiqiang to give him 100 million! It turned out that he had already seen that Zhang Haiqiang was about to get sick!

"Zhang Haiqiang, do you want 100 million yuan, or do you want your life?" Li Qingyu said to Zhang Haiqiang, who was about to die.

"Fate! I want... I want it! I want it!" Zhang Haiqiang said angrily.

At this moment, not to mention 100 million, or 100 million, he would agree without hesitation! And he didn't have time to consider whether Li Qingyu could really cure his illness.

Because Zhang Haiqiang was no longer able to operate mobile banking at this time, Li Qingyu had to treat him first and then let him transfer money.

Li Qingyu asked Zhang Haiqiang to lie directly on the floor, pull the zipper on his shirt, revealing his chest, and then shake his wrist, and the golden needle on the ring finger of his right hand had already reached his hand. After stroking it, the golden needle suddenly became straight!

Li Qingyu aimed at Zhang Haiqiang's chest and stabbed it in! However, he did not pierce all the one-foot-long golden needles, but only pierced half of them, leaving only five inches outside!

Then Li Qingyu took away his hand from the golden needle. The moment he took it away, everyone heard the "hissing" airflow coming out along the golden needle, stirring the golden needle, and making a sound like plucking the strings!
Chapter completed!