Chapter 397

Can be said by the president, he only feel creepy, his biggest secret has been completely discovered, what will be waiting for him?

Who would believe that he was a wandering soul 500 years ago and still alive? This is the most surprising thing in itself, but it still happened.

With luck, he's going to kill the president.

Only when the president dies will his secret be kept.

"I advise you not to do that."

The president spoke softly with a smile in his eyes.

The next second, five men in black appeared in mid air, all masked, with all kinds of weapons in hand, and one with a silver pistol.

Shit!

Zhong Wentao yelled in his heart and had to fight.

It's a weird scene, five on one, and his odds are slim.

These people didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him. They all teased him. The man who used the gun didn't shoot bullets, but only fought with him barehanded.

This is naked contempt, he is not the opponent of these people at all!

President Dong hooked the corner of his mouth, reached for a cup of tea and took a sip of water. He quietly looked at the performance of six people fighting in front of him. The smile on the corner of his mouth didn't fade for a long time.

After playing for more than an hour, Zhong Wentao suffered countless injuries, but in the fight, he became more frustrated and more brave, and his speed and attack strength also improved several grades.

When he found out that the fight was coming to an end, five people quickly stood out and stopped fighting.

Panting and standing in the middle, he found that he fell into a trap as soon as he entered the room. The whole floor of the room was set up with an array. He was in the center of the array. No matter how he fought, his body became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't fight with five people.

"Cough..."

His physical strength was exhausted, and the array on the ground disappeared. Everything was tailor-made according to him. He was a fool and walked in step by step.

Fall to the ground, looking at the leisurely president, Zhong Wentao still can't understand.

"Go to sleep. It's comfortable when you sleep." President Dong opens his mouth. Zhong Wentao slowly closes his eyes with his voice. It doesn't take long for him to fall asleep.

When Zhong Wentao closed his eyes, the president stood up, opened the bookshelf behind him and left from the secret room. The five people hidden in the room still kept the status quo and did not leave.

Half an hour later, Wu Wei received a notice from the president to come here to pick up Zhong Wentao and leave. Looking at Zhong Wentao who fell to the ground, Wu Wei was very helpless. No matter how much he drank, he could not come to the president's office to sleep.

If members see him, he, the vice president, will help him explain.

This is a forbidden area. No one can come in.

He kicked Zhong Wentao with his foot and finally woke him up.

Zhong Wentao as like as two peas in the eyes, Wu looked at a bit confused. He looked exactly like he drank.

"Vice president, why are you here?" Zhong Wentao asked softly, but some of them didn't respond.

"Oh, come with me soon. There will be more people. It's time to see us go out. You can't come here next time you drink too much. Do you hear me?"

Under Wu Wei's reprimand, Zhong Wentao followed Wu Wei out slowly. His mind was a little confused. He was not sure whether the thing just happened was true or false.

Looking around, the strange feeling was still there, but he was very uncomfortable, as if he had been beaten.

Out of the president's office building, there was a gust of wind blowing in front of them, which made them wince. The faint smell of blood came out. Wu Wei found it sensitively.

"Are you hurt?" Wu Wei looked back and frowned.

"Yes, I'm hurt," Zhong Wentao said directly, not caring.

"Come with me." Wu Wei said coldly, thinking that Zhong Wentao was bruised when he came to the association after drinking too much.

But in the medical room, looking at the wounds on Zhong Wentao's body caused by weapons, Wu Wei was a little stunned. He was drinking to this extent. Did Zhong Wentao provoke a certain martial arts school and fight with others?

With his eyes closed, Zhong Wentao only pretends to sleep and doesn't want to face Wu Wei's inquiry. Fortunately, Wu Wei is not a talkative person, just a serious old man. One sleeps and the other treats, and they are at peace.

When Wu Wei threw all the discarded cotton into the dustbin, Zhong Wentao asked: "vice president, what's the name of our president?"

"Hum, you don't even know the name of the president!" Wu Wei is very dissatisfied that such a boy can even enter the Chinese Medicine Association. He has begun to regret introducing Zhong Wentao to the president.

"The president's name is Dong Li, the owner of the Dong family in Southwest China!"

Wu Wei said aloud, "if you forget it later, it will be the day when I will drive you out of the association. Remember?"

"Remember." Zhong Wentao nodded his head quickly. I'm afraid he won't forget the blow from the president for a long time.

Holding on to Wu Wei, Zhong Wentao quickly asked, "where was the president of Gaojiu before, do you know?"

Wu Wei's face was even more strange: "you are not a member of the Songshi traditional Chinese Medicine Association. How can you not know this? The president was the president of the Songshi traditional Chinese Medicine Association before. Aren't you a member there? Never met the president? No wonder... "

Shaking his head, Wu Wei left, unaware of Zhong Wentao's shock.

It turns out that Dong Li didn't hide his identity at all, but he was such a fool that he didn't look after him all the time.

When he was in Songshi, Dong Li's attitude towards him was very strange. When he came to Yanjing, he didn't expect that he was still like this. What was the reason? He was a little uncertain.

Just thinking about it, someone has already called his name.

"Zhong Wentao, what did you say to the vice president just now? Why did he apply the medicine to you in person?" A white fat doctor came in. He was a doctor on duty in the medical room. A person in the association who had a headache and was inconvenient to treat himself would come here. He was Wu Wei's apprentice, and his position here was quite good. He was a famous person.

After all, it's a doctor. Who doesn't know the doctors of the association?

"Probably because you're not here." Zhong Wentao spoke softly and didn't care much.

"Do you mean I'm running away from work without permission?" Doctor Bai Pang asked angrily.

"You said it yourself." Zhong Wentao is innocent.

After a long fight, he almost had no strength, but the white fat doctor had all the firepower. They were not on the same track at all.

"Well, if I don't hit you, you don't know who I am!" With that, doctor Bai Pang rushed over and planned to crush Zhong Wentao with his body.

He has the best way to deal with such a person.

Not only will there be no scars, but it is impossible for Zhong Wentao to believe that this is his favorite way to strike people.

It's just that Dr. Bai Pang just made a start, and Zhong Wentao stood up. After Dr. Bai Pang contacted the hard chair, Zhong Wentao found that his reaction ability and speed had improved so much.

He recalled it carefully and made sure that he was promoted after fighting with the five men.

It turned out that the five men didn't want to kill him, but to help him improve his ability.

After touching his chin, Dr. Bai Pang's wailing voice came from his ear. Zhong Wentao was willing to pay attention and look there. Dr. Bai Pang had no problem, but he had a close contact with the stool, and the pain was not enough.

Full belly of fat, but do not worry about the body's organs will cause any impact.

"My stomach is split, my stomach!"

Doctor Bai Pang pleads that there is a smell of blood coming out. His white coat is dyed red. Zhong Wentao naturally knows what it means.

Dr. Bai Pang received too much impact. There was too much meat on his stomach, so he burst it directly and opened a 5 cm wound with bleeding and fat.

"Don't move, or the wound will get bigger and bigger. You are a doctor. Don't need me to tell you?" Zhong Wentao cold mouth, white fat doctor's action is not satisfied.

Dr. Bai Pang immediately lay flat on the ground, even did not dare to breathe too hard.

Zhong Wentao took two steps to cut his clothes from inside to outside with scissors, directly exposing the white belly inside, reducing the wound tearing caused by taking off clothes, and minimizing the pain of patients.

"Can you... Can you sew? You call someone for me, my master. Let my master help me! " White fat doctor trembles to say, the facial expression is ugly to death, but Zhong Wentao doesn't reply to him at all.

The needle and thread are all ready. We need to sew up doctor Bai Pang without anesthetics.

"Ah! You are crazy

"Anesthetic! Anesthetic

"Kill, help

……

Under the yelling of doctor Bai Pang, several people were attracted. They were very curious about what happened inside.

Looking at Zhong Wentao half kneeling beside doctor Bai Pang, holding a medical needle and thread in his hand, and looking at the blood glistening on doctor Bai Pang's stomach, they have already made a big play.

Someone has been going to inform Wu Wei for a long time. Wu Wei's place is not far from here. He soon comes here. Seeing doctor Bai Pang confront Zhong Wentao, he looks very ugly.

"What's going on?" Wu Wei asked coldly, and the onlookers shook their heads.

Doctor Bai Pang did not dare to say it himself, and was afraid of Zhong Wentao's embellishment. He looked at Zhong Wentao with his eyes, and did not stop using the eye warning.

Wu Wei knows his apprentice very well. If you look at him, you can see what's going on.

"Zhong Wentao, I have confidence in you, but I don't need anesthetics... It's still a bit difficult." This apprentice is most afraid of pain. If he sews like this, he will die of pain.

"His body is too fat. If he wrestles, his stomach will crack. His physical condition is too poor. If he still uses anesthetics, it is likely to cause other consequences."

When Zhong Wentao spoke directly, he made Wu Wei a little black faced.

He thought that his apprentice had been beaten like this by Zhong Wentao. Although he was not satisfied, he didn't say much about it. But Zhong Wentao said so, which is obviously not the case.