Chapter 513

"Daxian, your reward."

Fan zhancai signed a check for 25 million yuan and delivered it to pan Haodong like a plague.

25 million is a little expensive, but Daxian is so powerful that it is worth the price.

After all, my life was saved.

Otherwise, Zhang Dashao might be able to kill the cat demon, but he also has to finish it.

Just now, Zhang Dashao entered the door and took the arrow to the string. He didn't know how fast he moved. He didn't consider his life safety at all.

The thrilling picture of the past made president fan have to choose to spend money to avoid disaster.

Otherwise, pan Daxian will release the cat demon, and the consequences will be unimaginable

"Mr. Fan, be frank."

Pan Haodong accepted the check and said with a smile: "when you encounter dirty things in the future, remember to contact me to catch ghosts and eliminate demons. I'm very professional. No matter what demons and ghosts, I can turn over her at one time."

"Sure, sure."

Fan zhancai echoed.

As for what he thinks, I'm afraid only he and pan Haodong know.

Telepathy is no joke.

With a 25 million check in his pocket, pan Haodong was in a very good mood. When he left, he also molested Tianna, general manager fan's secretary, and made the big girl gorgeous.

Mr. Pan's behavior is becoming more and more informal.

In the elevator, Luo Jianlang came up to pan Haodong, licked his face and said, "senior brother, can I make friends with you?"

Pan Haodong said with a smile, "the identity of Maoshan fellow disciples is not more reliable than friends?"

"Er, this..."

Luo Jianlang wanted to say that friends are not as reliable as friends, but when he saw the dissatisfied master, he swallowed his words.

"A Lang, people who practice Taoism should avoid greed, anger and love. If you want to inherit my mantle, you'd better break the mind of holding people's thighs. People with impure mind have practiced for a hundred years, and in the end, it's just nothing."

Luo Jianlang disagreed with Master Zhang Dashao's warning“ Master, elder martial brother, he...... "

Zhang Dashao interrupted, "people are different. Martial nephew's Taoism is mysterious. You can't catch up with him as a teacher. Where can you compare yourself with him?"

"Elder martial uncle, I'm flattered."

Pan Haodong replied.

During the chat, the three of them arrived at the parking lot on the ground floor.

Neither Zhang Dashao nor Luo Jianlang had a car. Pan Haodong casually mentioned that they got into his car, but they were not polite at all.

"Martial uncle, where do you live?"

"Kwun Tong flying goose garden."

……

In half an hour.

Zhang Dashao is at home.

Pan Haodong looked at him casually and said, "martial uncle, although your family is small, it's very chic. I'm sorry I didn't bring a gift when I came to the door for the first time."

"Martial nephew, I'm very happy that you can come in as a guest. It's vulgar to mention gifts. "

Zhang Dashao's time is running out because of cancer. He doesn't care about his external things at all. He just wants to take advantage of the last few days to teach his new disciples and inherit the mantle.

"OK, then don't mention it."

Pan Haodong smiled and said, "martial uncle, I've been practicing Maoshan healing recently. I don't understand some places. I'd like to ask you for your advice."

"Er ~ ~ I know a little about the cure, and I may not be able to solve your doubts."

Zhang Dashao immediately sat in wax.

If he knew how to cure, he could not let cancer kill his life. At a young age, he would die of disease.

"It doesn't matter. Try it!"

Pan Haodong threw a white light into Zhang Dashao's body.

For a moment, a warm current surged all over his body. Zhang Dashao only felt that the pores of his body were spreading, a kind of comfort from the depths of his soul, which made his feelings sing softly.

Zhang Xiaochuan, who had just returned home from work, immediately blushed when he heard his father's voice of shame.

"Dad, you... Well, what's the smell? It stinks!"

"It really stinks!"

Luo Jianlang subconsciously kept away from his master.

Pan Haodong got up and said, "martial uncle, if there is no accident, your cancer should have been cured by me. Put a tank of hot water and get ready to take a bath! I'll go back in half an hour. Now I wash it for nothing. "

"Martial nephew, you really gave me a big surprise."

At the moment, if Zhang Dashao doesn't understand that nephew mentioned healing in order to heal himself, he will live in the dog's stomach in the previous days.

"True or false, cancer can be cured?"

Zhang Xiaochuan was stunned and his round face was full of incredible.

Luo Jianlang was even more happy. He looked at things differently from Zhang Xiaochuan. He only knew how to look at money.

If Mao Shan's healing skill is really so good, focusing on this skill can make him a master, held and supported by the rich and powerful

"You'll take Shibo to the hospital for examination later."

Pan Haodong smiled and said, "martial uncle, come back to visit another day. I'll leave first."

"OK."

"Xiaochuan, send me my nephew."

Outside.

Zhang Xiaochuan stopped in front of the car, looked at Pan Haodong beside him and said, "I don't know your name yet?"

"Pan Haodong."

"Brother Dong, if my father's cancer is really cured by you, you can let me do anything."

"You can't talk nonsense, especially for men. Be careful to celebrate Mother's day next year."

“……”

Zhang Xiaochuan was stunned for a while and said with a smile: "brother Dong, you are so humorous, but since I Zhang Xiaochuan put my words out, I will keep my word. As long as you really cure my father and let me have mother's day next year, I am also willing."

"Hehe, I won't tease you. You're not my dish. Bye. "

Mr. Pan walked very simply without a trace of souvenir.

It can be seen that Zhang Xiaochuan is really not his dish.

Zhang Xiaochuan was very angry.

However, the Qi in her heart soon turned into gratitude and worship. The examination report given by the hospital that night showed that her father was very healthy and cancer no longer existed.

Cancer has always been a terminal disease. There is no medicine to cure, which can only prolong the life of patients.

Advanced cancer is as fierce as a tiger.

Pan Haodong even cancer can be cured by raising his hands and feet, and won the worship of Zhang Xiaochuan. It is entirely expected that there is no accident.

Zhang Xiaochuan came home with the test report, looked at his glowing father, Zhang Dashao, and said, "Dad, is brother Dong really a Taoist of Maoshan?"

"Of course, he's not a Taoist of Maoshan. How can he call me martial uncle?"

Zhang Dashao is healthy and light, and his speech is much lighter than before.

Then he took out an apple from the fruit plate on the tea table and ate it happily.

"But isn't Maoshan's art all deceptive?"

Since Zhang Xiaochuan went to school, his father, who talks about God, always has a prejudice of feudal superstition. Although the relationship between father and daughter is very good.

But she never recognized her father.

I always feel that the Taoism learned by Zhang Dashao is a trick to deceive people and ghosts.

"Xiaochuan, your father's cancer was cured by nephew pan with Maoshan cure. You still doubt that Taoism is a trick to deceive people. Are you stupid to read?"

"I'm not, I just..."

"What is not, just? I think you're just stupid to read. Go to master Pan's supernatural office with me tomorrow and thank you very much, nephew. "

"Dad, I'm not free during the day. Why don't you invite brother Dong to come home and I'll give him something to eat in the evening?"

"The first time you invite someone to dinner, eat noodles, you also mean to mention it?"

"But I can cook noodles below!"

“……”