Chapter 419: Siberian Wind 10

Two tears flowed out of Dong Bo's eyes, his lips trembled slightly. He couldn't bear to leave, he couldn't bear to go to sleep like this, he couldn't bear to never be able to follow the back of the man in front of him again, he couldn't bear to leave. Dong Bo's eyes suddenly opened wide, he strongly supported his body, grabbed Xiang Yufeng's hand tightly and said, "Boss, do you want me in the next life?"

"What are you talking about?!" Nanshou, who was beside him, looked at Dong Bo angrily, and shouted at Dong Bo.

Dong Bo didn't say anything, his eyes were still staring at Xiang Yufeng with anticipation.

"No." Xiang Yufeng shook his head, and he turned around and stopped looking at Dong Bo. The slightly trembling shoulders had already put Xiang Yufeng on the verge of an outbreak. "If you are not a patient now, I will suck you."

Dong Bo looked at Xiang Yufeng's back and showed a satisfied smile on his face. He could rest.

A burst of rapid footsteps came into everyone's ears. Nan's hands, with red eyes, looked at a group of doctors and nurses coming to Beiting, and shouted softly, and their bodies rushed towards them like a gust of wind.

"What are you doing?" Beiting stopped Nan's hand's angry blow and said in a deep voice.

Nan Hand with red eyes swept away the doctors one by one, and the cold words came out: "If my brother has anything to do, I will let you all the hospital be buried with you."

"I promise!"

Nanshou's words of fear and hatred fell into the ears of these doctors and nurses, and their faces immediately changed. Although several male doctors were afraid of these murderous people, they still couldn't help but want to speak out when they heard Nanshou's blatant threats, but they were stopped by the old doctor in front. Although the old doctor didn't know what these people were doing, decades of experience in identifying people still let him know that the people in front of him could not afford to offend. The old doctor met Nanshou's gaze and sighed: "I can only say to do my best!"

"You tell me again?"

Xiang Yufeng waved his hand and stopped Nanshou who wanted to step forward. He walked to the old doctor: "Doctor, my brother is ignorant. If I touch you, I will apologize here first." Xiang Yufeng smiled at the old doctor and gently patted the old doctor's shoulder with his palm and said, "Doctor, when you walk off the operating table later, I just want to hear you say to me 'The operation is very successful'. Doctor, do you understand what I mean?"

"I can only say to do my best." The old doctor looked at Xiang Yufeng. Although Xiang Yufeng's words were not as murderous as Nanshou said just now, for some reason, facing this tone of calm, as if he was not as angry as a young man, the old doctor felt a sense of coldness in his heart.

"It's not about doing your best, it's a must." Xiang Yufeng smiled, pointing to the bright brightness in the sky outside the window and said, "The moon is beautiful, and the night is beautiful. I believe that you and your family will definitely hope to appreciate his beauty again."

"You dare."

"Ba." A male doctor was thrown a fierce ear on his face, blocking his words to criticize Xiang Yufeng. The male doctor looked at the pair of eyes that wanted to tear him down and lowered his head.

The old doctor swallowed, and finally nodded with difficulty as Xiang Yufeng and his cold eyes looked at him.

"Your choice is wise. Those who are friends with me will be a huge wealth that he will never use in his life, and as my enemy." Xiang Yufeng smiled and looked at the old doctor, "It will be a nightmare that he will never erase, even if he becomes a ghost."

The door of the operating room slowly closed, and the aisle outside the operating room was filled with the anger suppressed among the bloody people.

"Qing Gang!" Nanshou's fist hit the white wall heavily, causing the wall to fall slightly, and Nanshou gasped heavily. Nanshou, who originally wanted to ask for battle, was instantly frozen on his face when he looked at Xiang Yufeng.

Xiang Yufeng had walked to the window at some point, and the faint silver moonlight fell on Xiang Yufeng's body through the window. At this moment, Xiang Yufeng was very quiet, as if there was no trace of wind around him, as quiet as if the whole world had stopped rotating beside him at this moment. Everything seemed to be still on Xiang Yufeng's body. Except for the gorgeous purple hair on the head, in the eyes of Nanshou, Beiting and the Blood Sect, Xiang Yufeng's originally black short hair, with the appearance of silver dots, one by one, flashing with charming purple light appeared from Xiang Yufeng's head and slowly extended to Xiang Yufeng's waist. The silver light flashed in it with the slight swing of the purple hair on Xiang Yufeng.

Xiang Yufeng stood in front of the window, except for the slightly swinging purple hair, and the whole person stood there motionlessly. The faint murderous intent, like a whirlpool, slowly floated out of his body like a light breeze. Although this murderous intent seemed to have no force, it brought endless pressure to the people standing around him. Because with the faint murderous intent emitted, no one around was standing except Beiting, and they all knelt in front of Xiang Yufeng, and Beiting's forehead was covered with huge beads of sweat.

Ting bit his lips tightly and looked at Xiang Yufeng's back. He knew that there was a gap between him and Xiang Yufeng, and there was still a big gap. However, Beiting's consciousness always believed that as long as he worked hard, such a gap would gradually become smaller. But at this moment, Beiting was wrong. In the face of this murderous intent, although he tried his best, he still could not resist. One murderous intent after another slowly wrapped around Beiting's body. His legs slowly began to bend, and finally, like others, he knelt on the ground and kneeled in front of Xiang Yufeng.

Xiang Yufeng seemed to have no idea about these things, and was still standing in front of the window, with his completely purple hair floating on his forehead. He raised his head slightly, looked at the window, and looked at the bright full moon in the sky outside the window. Two faint words came from his mouth: "Qing Gang."

Xiang Yufeng slowly turned his body, and a face that was more handsome than before appeared. On the handsome face, three purple flame-shaped patterns were presented on the forehead in a triangle. The two eyes, which were originally black, turned into a purple at this moment. A cold light shot out from Xiang Yufeng's purple eyes, made everyone shudder.

"Comprehensive, counterattack!" A vicious smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Yufeng's mouth.
Chapter completed!