C17

However, during the period of time that passed, the treasure chest did not show any abnormalities, and Zhong Wentao did not sense any changes to his body at all.

The days continued as usual. Other than Zhong Wentao who stayed in his room and studied things for a longer time, nothing else strange happened.

From that day onwards, the treasure chest never lit up again. Zhou Zihan had also completely forgotten about the strange things that happened in the middle of the night.

After ten days of time, Zhong Wentao finally produced a Golden Sore Medicine, and its effects were much better than those on the market. It could help people quickly heal their wounds, and with a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, the effects were extremely mystical.

In order to confirm his suspicions, he specially injured himself and used the Gold Sore Medicine to stop the bleeding. Within five minutes, an inch long flesh wound slowly formed, no longer bleeding. The effect was very obvious.

Zhong Wentao could already predict that his pockets would be filled with money, which made him extremely excited.

However, he still hadn't thought of how to sell his homemade Golden Sore Medicine.

Most people who came to see the Ciji Hall would not be able to use this thing. Moreover, he had refined the Golden Sore Medicine himself, so the price should not be too low.

He needed to find someone who could pay a lot of money to buy and buy medicine to treat his illness. At the same time, he also needed to find someone who could believe that the Golden Sore Medicine had an effect and advertise for him.

"Big Brother Zhong, I'm going to school late."

Outside, Zhou Zihan's voice pulled him back to reality.

He shook his head to shake off the chaotic thoughts in his head, put on his clothes and walked out, holding Zhou Zihan's hand as they walked towards school.

At the school's gate, the white BMW stopped in the distance. Inside the carriage, Yang Guozhong and a few of his followers just happened to see them walk over with affection in their eyes.

If not for the fact that he was unable to defeat Zhong Wentao, he would have rushed out long ago.

"Brother Zhong, look at that little girl. She's just so unwilling in front of you and is talking and laughing in front of that stinking brat. Do you want me to go out and help you teach them a lesson?"

The assistant pilot was eager to give it a try, and did not realize that Yang Guozhong's face would turn ugly with every word he said.

He was already completely warned by Yang Lin, he definitely could not provoke Zhong Wentao again. He had to stay calm and wait for an opportunity to kill Zhong Wentao in one fell swoop.

However, he could still let his little brother teach him a lesson. Even if something went wrong, it would not be his fault.

Thinking about it, Yang Guozhong nodded his head lightly.

A few of his lackeys got off the car and walked towards Zhong Wentao.

"Hurry up and go in."

Sensing that something was wrong, Zhong Wentao urged Zhou Zihan to enter the school, not wanting to worry about her.

Zhou Zihan did not doubt him, with a smile, he waved his hand and followed the rest of the students to school.

Only after they disappeared did Zhong Wentao turn around to look at the few people around him. When did they ever accept such students in school?

If he was not the real Zhong Wentao, he would have had to go to a school to study. Unfortunately, he did not have the slightest interest in a school like this.

"Stinking brat, you dare to touch our boss's woman? You must be tired of living."

The leader of the lackeys reached out his hand to push Zhong Wentao's body, one at a time … No push, two... Still not moving.

The students passing by all had a disdainful smile on their faces, making this lackey lose a lot of face.

"F * ck!"

He threw his outer garment onto the ground and directly raised his foot to kick Zhong Wentao's stomach. However, Zhong Wentao held onto his ankle with both hands and used some force to spin his body in the air before heavily landing on the ground.

"Kacha …"

This was the sound of his spine cracking apart, followed by the wailing of ghosts and the wailing of wolves.

Zhong Wentao curled the corner of his mouth in disdain and kept looking at Yang Guozhong who was inside the white colored BMW.

"Cough, cough …"

In the BMW, perhaps because he was nervous, perhaps because Zhong Wentao's gaze was too cold, but Yang Guozhong was unable to hold back and coughed. After a long time had passed, his face was completely red, and he almost fainted.

Zhong Wentao laughed coldly in disdain and left immediately. The remaining two lackeys didn't dare to stop him and they instinctively made way for him, allowing him to leave immediately.

"AHH!" My ass, it hurts! "

"Aiyo!" "Save me …"

At the school entrance, only one of his lackeys was left clutching his buttocks and wailing in pain.

"The great river flows eastward, the stars in the sky are like the Big Dipper …"

The vigorous singing sounded out, shocking Zhong Wentao.

The passers-by were all looking at him, and only then did he realize that the voice came from the thing in his pocket called the mobile phone.

Unnaturally, he took out his phone and pressed a button after a moment of hesitation. Only after hearing a voice from inside was he able to heave a sigh of relief.

Although he had received the memories of this body and was very used to modern life, he still felt very unfamiliar with electronic products such as mobile phones and computers.

Zhou Zihan had even sneakily given Zhou Cangzhu a few hundred yuan for him to buy his phone while he was sick and unable to manage his income. He insisted on bringing it with him every single day.

Furthermore, "The Song of the Good Han" was very suitable for his Godly Doctor's temperament, so it was specifically set up for him.

"Zhong Wentao, are you listening to me?"

Bai Shiyun's voice came out from the phone, only then did Zhong Wentao come back to his senses.

"I'm listening."

"11 o'clock at night, the Second Avenue of the East District."

After saying that, Bai Shiyun hung up.

Zhong Wentao could not understand, and did not understand what the young miss was thinking.

At night, when the father and daughter of the Zhou family were asleep, Zhong Wentao sneaked out.

Using the money he took out from the doctor's drawer, he hailed a taxi. It took him 50 minutes to arrive at the Second Avenue Bai Shiyun mentioned, which costed more than 100 yuan.

Before he could complain, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and the harsh sound of the engine.

Second Avenue, also known as the Pine City's Queens, was the race's heaven.

There was never any darkness, and the headlights were their sun.

"Buzz buzz …"

The sound of the car starting up filled his ears. The people around him were showing off their car skills, and there was even a sportscar spinning around him, making him dizzy.

He raised his head and looked around, but saw no trace of Bai Shiyun at all. He turned to leave, thinking that Bai Shiyun, the young miss, had played a joke on him.

"Wait."

A familiar voice came out, the sportscar surrounding him stopped, the window of the car rolled down, it was Bai Shiyun wearing a helmet.

He opened the car door and stepped out. She was wearing a sportscar suit which made her look very heroic. Her handsome appearance made him unable to open his eyes.

"Why are you so slow?"

Bai Shiyun was a little dissatisfied. This was a new sport she had found, recommended by Wang Zhanhai. She said that racing cars could help her express her depressed mood.

However, she didn't think that a proper racing car was exciting enough, so she drove here to race around.

Originally, Wang Zhanhai was strongly opposed to this idea, he even wanted to call her father. Only when she said that Zhong Wentao would accompany his did Wang Zhanhai reluctantly nod his head.

Bai Shiyun frowned her beautiful eyebrows. She indeed didn't understand.

Zhong Wentao only smiled and did not answer.

If Wang Zhanhai wanted to learn Five Elements Needling Technique, he naturally had to be good to him.

As for why he did not trust Bai Shiyun, it was probably because Bai Shiyun was not worth trusting.

"What are you laughing at?"

Bai Shiyun shouted with her delicate voice, extremely dissatisfied.

Zhong Wentao looked at her in shock, not expecting himself to actually laugh like this.

"Is this your car?"

Bai Shiyun bluntly changed the topic, she could not be bothered to care about him and directly threw him a helmet, indicating him to sit in the front seat.

The car was moving very quickly, but Zhong Wentao's expression was very calm.

Bai Shiyun was very dissatisfied, she wanted to see whether Zhong Wentao had such a calm expression, an expression that would cause fear even if he was flesh and blood.

The speed of the car became faster and faster, to the point where it had exceeded the speed Bai Shiyun could endure.

This caused her great pain, but her body was still in constant motion. She only wanted to be faster!

No matter how fast!

"You need to slow down!"

Looking at the cars and people filling up the hundreds of meters of excavation, Zhong Wentao reminded them.

"I can't stop! The brakes won't work!"

Bai Shiyun shouted, and her tears flowed as well. She was extremely afraid.

Zhong Wentao's eyes flashed a trace of panic, and quickly calmed down.

"Jump off the train."

could not even react to the cold voice that spoke out.

Zhong Wentao said as he unbuckled Bai Shiyun's safety belt and opened the car door. But since she was too fast, she would die even if she jumped in.

"What should we do?"

Bai Shiyun cried out in fear.

Zhong Wentao did not speak, he immediately turned and took over the steering wheel. He controlled the car according to the way people drove which he had seen on television, and the car swayed left and right even more, with the possibility of flipping over anytime.

"Damn, do you know how to drive?"

Bai Shiyun scolded, this was a matter of life and death, Zhong Wentao could not do it casually.

If they died, they would all die together!

The crowd in the distance also realized that something was wrong. They quickly moved out of the way, leaving a large space in front of them. They could at least make the car last for a few more minutes.

Zhong Wentao closed his eyes and condensed the vitality in his body.

In Bai Shiyun's opinion, this action meant giving up completely.

"Woo woo …"

Finally, Bai Shiyun could no longer hold it in and cried out loud. All her pressure, dissatisfaction, and resentment from when she was young … They were all crying.

Ignoring Bai Shiyun's situation, Zhong Wentao's body released a huge 'boom', the carriage was half a metre away from the ground, the Spirit Qi rippled out from the carriage and formed a two metre wide circular shaped Qi pattern. It lasted for 10 seconds before the carriage fell down onto the ground heavily, as though it was crippled, and stopped miraculously.

"Don't cry …"

She gently took off the helmet on Bai Shiyun's head and pushed away the messy hair to let her see the situation outside.

There were many people gathered outside the car, all of them curious as to whether the person inside was dead or not.

It took Bai Shiyun five minutes to calm down. Her entire body was still sobbing as she looked at the situation outside foolishly, and in the end, her gaze landed on Zhong Wentao.

"You're not dead?"