The muscles on his face trembled fiercely twice. Ma Jiangming really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. He was too lazy to care about the life and death of Thirteen and Thirteen. What he cared about was his own face.

Pooh!

Disdainful and resentful, he spat hard in the direction of Thirteenth Fourteen. Ma Jiangming cursed: "Two useless things!"

Then he pointed at Master Zhang suddenly and said, "You little brat, no wonder you are so arrogant. It turns out that you have two brushes, but in my eyes, you are still just a bed bug. If you want to kill you, I will just say something!"

"You have said a lot, but I am still standing here." Zhang Dashao walked slowly forward like a wandering stroll, without even looking at Ma Jiangming, and slowly walked to Thirteen Four.

Thirteen fourteen lying on the ground and couldn't get up. His face was a little pale, his eyes wide open, and he was very alert.

Originally, they just thought that this man's bodyguard was a master, but just now, Young Master Zhang actually said that his dagger was poisonous. Thirteenth fourteen only found out that the real master was this young man.

Thirteen Four clearly misunderstood Mr. Zhang's intention. Mr. Zhang had no intention of continuing to act for the person who was already injured and unable to move. He came here and just leaned over slowly and picked up a broken wooden stick.

"I never show mercy to those who want to mess with me." Zhang Dashao played with the broken wooden stick in his hand, as if it was an exquisite work of art, turned to Ma Jiangming, raised his head, and a gleam in his eyes, "Actually, in my eyes, you are just a hair on the bed bug."

Ma Jiangming's face changed again, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was filled with smoke. The people in the venue also widened their eyes and were once again shocked by Mr. Zhang's courage.

Mr. Ma, he is a member of the Bull Demon King! He is also an important figure under the Bull Demon King.

"Boy, you..." Ma Jiangming lost all his cultivation and everything else. He was furious like a bitch who was in love. He glared at the eyes and was about to slap the table.

Swish!

Everyone's eyes were blurred, and they felt something flashing in front of them. The next moment, Ma Jiangming's shout came to an abrupt end, and turned into a scream.

A broken wooden stick was inserted into Ma Jiangming's belly!

Quite quiet, terrible quiet!

The venue suddenly became silent, and everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. Many people even doubted whether they had read it wrong. They stretched out their hands and kept rubbing their old eyes. Finally, they rubbed their tears out, and finally found out in shock that they had read it wrong!

Ma Jiangming's belly was indeed nailed by a broken wooden leg!

I subconsciously looked back at Mr. Zhang and saw that the man was still standing there strolling like a stroll. His raised right hand was retracting, but the broken wooden leg in his hand had disappeared, and it was inserted into Ma Jiangming's belly!

Many people have witnessed the scene just now. Ma Jiangming was reprimanding Young Master Zhang passionately. Young Master Zhang shook his hand and shot the broken wooden leg directly into Ma Jiangming's stomach.

At this moment, everyone felt chilling.

"You, you..." Ma Jiangming widened his eyes even more, staring at the broken wooden legs inserted into his stomach in disbelief. You and you just couldn't speak, just pointed at Mr. Zhang with trembling hands.

Suddenly, Ma Jiangming was unable to sit steadily anymore, turned from the chair and fell to the ground.

Everyone was watching this scene in a daze, as if they were in a dream.

Tang Jianqiang and Wang Mazi both stared at Mr. Zhang with affection. Even though these two people had more or less known Mr. Zhang, they were still shocked to speak. This man was cruel and ruthless, and he was so cruel that he was simply unscrupulous.

Even people like Ma Jiangming do whatever they want, without hesitation!

They had long experienced Mr. Zhang's powerful skills, and they didn't think that shocking scene was too terrifying, but they were afraid of Mr. Zhang's methods and style of acting.

"Ma, Mr. Ma."

Seeing this, Thirteen Four was shocked. When she gritted her teeth, she suddenly got up from the ground from somewhere, rushed over and helped Ma Jiangming up, and immediately checked Ma Jiangming's physical condition and gave Ma Jiangming first aid.

"Don't worry, he can't die." Young Master Zhang clapped his hands and said indifferently. He was very cautious in his actions. It seemed shocking at once, but in fact it did not hurt the vital points inside Ma Jiangming.

However, even so, if Ma Jiangming is not sent to the hospital in time, there will be a risk of infection and excessive blood loss and shock.

Two bodyguards dragged their injured body to perform a rough bleeding treatment on Ma Jiangming. Ma Jiangming also came back from the shock at this moment, pointed at Master Zhang, and shouted: "I will not let you go, and Master Niu will not let you go. You are dead, stinky brat."

"Whatever." said Zhang Da Shao.

"Hurry, come and take Mr. Ma to the hospital!" Seeing that the wound was almost treated, Wang Mazi hurriedly called someone to take Ma Jiangming to the hospital. The venue was even more chaotic. This meeting was about to end so hastily.

"Madman, let's go." Mr. Zhang greeted the madman at this time, walked out of the venue on his own, got down from the ninth floor, left the hotel, took a car, and went back to the villa with the madman.

After dinner, Mr. Zhang went to the sand garden, contacted the city radio station through Tang Jianqiang's relationship and advertised for his clinic.

The advertising slogan has only one sentence: cure diseases, starting from 100,000 yuan.

Then the address is attached below, and nothing is left behind.

When the advertisement was broadcast three days later, it directly caused a sensation. Such a huge advertising slogan was unprecedented. Mr. Zhang's mysterious clinic, which did not even have a name, suddenly became famous.

When Han Mengyi saw this advertisement, she was so surprised that she couldn't stop talking. Zhang Tian was really domineering! If this advertisement was broadcast, will anyone see the doctor besides the lunatics and lunatics?

Mr. Zhang didn't think much about this. Anyway, he usually has headaches and fevers and is too lazy to treat it. If he wants to treat it, he will treat it. If he makes a lot of money, he might be the kind of people who have terminal illnesses in the villages?

As long as there is a glimmer of hope in this kind of person, they will not give up, and there should be business.

After saying hello to Han Mengyi and leaving the madman just in case, Young Master Zhang dived into the wasteland. He wanted to see how the spirit gathering formation he had arranged was like, and at the same time, he had to collect seeds of hazel orchid.

The red-hearted Ganoderma lucidum I bought from Tang Jianqiang only has twelve branches, which is far from enough. He still needs a lot, but he can only find a way for himself.
Chapter completed!