Master Ono

Qin Tian's posture at this time was clearly that of a hooligan, and his rustic and arrogant aura all showed the stunned appearance of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

All this is what Qin Tian deliberately showed in front of Zhao Songlin. He seemed to be reminding Zhao Songlin not to challenge his bottom line again and again.

Zhao Songlin's face became extremely ugly, he held his cane tightly, and shouted at the middle-aged man: "You bastard, when is it your turn to speak? I, Mr. Zhao, do things, and it's not your turn to teach..."

"Don't kneel down yet? Could it be that you want to kneel down and make amends when your husband is ready to kill you?"

"Let me tell you, it will be too late by then. Even if Mr. Zhao doesn't kill you, I, Mr. Zhao, will never forgive you lightly."

Hearing this, the man hid the anger hidden under his eyes and was burning silently. After a brief moment of stupefaction, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted to Qin Tian: "Qin...Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I deserve to die..."

Qin Tian snorted coldly, raised his feet, returned to the sofa and sat down.

The middle-aged man got up from the ground, knelt behind Qin Tian's buttocks and crawled to the sofa, begging for mercy.

But facing such a scene, Qin Tian didn't respond at all.

Zhao Songlin's thoughts were lingering, and Qin Tian's attitude stimulated every nerve in his body, piercing his heart. When he was fighting in blood, Zhao Songlin had never been so embarrassed as he is today. At this moment, Qin Tian's stimulation It was as if it had stabbed his heart, and there was a dull pain.

"Come here, cut off his tongue..." Zhao Songlin understood that if he didn't punish his subordinates at this time, how could Qin Tian give up?

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, several subordinates immediately clasped the middle-aged man's arms, pressed his head forcibly, one of them pulled out a dagger from his waist, and pinched the middle-aged man's mouth with the other, threatening to cut his tongue.

"Okay, I'm not interested in seeing how you discipline your subordinates. I want to cut them off and separate them...don't dirty my senior sister's house." Qin Tian achieved his goal and hurriedly stopped Zhao Songlin's next move.

Zhao Songlin looked up at Qin Tian, ​​and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, sir, don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory explanation, then... the matter of Zhao Qizi and Zhao Shaojie... Do you think it is..."

"Ask me?" Qin Tian frowned deliberately, and asked, "Why do you ask me about the Zhao family? Mister Zhao, did I hear correctly?"

Facing Qin Tian's pretense, Zhao Songlin was extremely embarrassed at this moment.

Rolling his eyes, he smiled apologetically, "Sir, you are an immortal doctor, Zhao Shaojie's injury..."

"For this matter? Then it's useless for you to find me, I'm not as powerful as you think..."

"This..." Zhao Songlin's face is not a face and a nose is not a nose at this time, his face can be as ugly as it wants.

"Well, you are so sincere. Since you are here, I can't let you go away empty-handed. I will introduce someone to you. You can go find him..."

"No... sir, who else in Dahua is more skilled than your medical skills?"

"My second senior sister, haven't you heard of the famous doctor Fu Lin?"

"Famous doctor Fu Lin?" Zhao Songlin muttered the name of Qin Tian's second senior sister, completely dumbfounded.

Zhao Songlin knew better than anyone who Fu Lin was. He had always worried that Qin Tian's identity was the third uncle's disciple, and Fu Lin's appearance confirmed Qin Tian's identity even more.

Although Fu Lin is only a doctor, and his medical skills are not very superb, but Fu Lin is in charge of most of Dahua's medical field. There are countless famous doctors who follow her orders, and all of them are among the few in Dahua's medical field.

On the land of Dahua, who would dare to provoke Fu Lin easily?That is simply courting death.

Thinking of this, Zhao Songlin couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. After thinking for a moment, he immediately said to Qin Tian: "Then, did you say hello to her in advance? Is it convenient for you?"

Qin Tian smiled, and looked at Zhao Songlin with disdain in his eyes: "Mr. Zhao, don't worry, just go to him. If she doesn't cure Zhao Shaojie, just tell him about me..."

In the middle of speaking, Qin Tian intentionally paused slightly, and the disdainful smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a cold look: "But I remind you, don't play tricks with me, otherwise...you will completely lose this opportunity. "

"Don't dare, someone Zhao dare not..." Zhao Songlin smiled and bowed his knees.

How prestigious is the Zhao family in Dahua?

Zhao Songlin's blood-stained country can be trampled by others?

Zhao Songlin didn't dare to confront Qin Tian in the face of some powerful energy, but it didn't mean he would give up.

When he led his men out of the villa, a revenge plan was brewing in his mind.

When getting into the car, Zhao Songlin spat out of the car window: "What the hell, dare to pretend to be a boss in front of this old man? You are still a little tender..."

And the middle-aged man who was so frightened that he almost lost his mind just now also came back to his senses at this time, gritted his teeth and asked tentatively: "Old man, do you want this kid to bully us like this?"

"Humph……"

Naturally, Zhao Songlin would not reveal his feelings in front of his subordinates. Even if he wanted to take revenge, it was impossible for him to let Qin Tian find out that he had something to do with the Zhao family.

"Walk……"

Zhao Songlin waved his hand, and several luxury cars drove away from the villa area and went straight to the hospital.

Today he can be regarded as experiencing Qin Tian's arrogance.

No wonder Long Zhentian said that Qin Tian, ​​a young man, is not easy to deal with.

He is only in his twenties, yet he is good at calculating, taking advantage of Zhao Songlin.

Click!

Clenching his fists tightly, Zhao Songlin's eyes flashed with monstrous anger, and under his ferocious face, a strong evil spirit surged.

Looking at the streets of Fuzhou City outside the car window, an extremely bold idea came to Zhao Songlin's mind, and it was this idea that made him both scared and excited.

Based on his understanding of the Qin family and Ghost Hand Third Uncle, it is impossible for the Zhao family to move Qin Tian.

It is no exaggeration to say that before he could do anything, the Zhao family was quietly wiped out without anyone noticing.

Anger can easily make people make judgmental decisions. After Zhao Songlin got angry at Qin Tianna, the car drove for more than ten minutes, and he still hadn't broken free from the emotion just now. At this moment, Zhao Songlin swore secretly in his heart: Qin Tian, ​​even if you are the third uncle Guishou's disciple, you won't live long, just wait for me.

What Zhao Songlin didn't know was that everything was developing in the direction Qin Tian expected.

Just now in the living room of the villa, Qin Tian deliberately wanted to provoke Zhao Songlin, and deliberately pushed Zhao Shaojie to his second senior sister.

Next, Qin Tian doesn't care whether Zhao Songlin will secretly join forces with the Li family. What he cares about is what method Zhao Songlin will choose to deal with him. Qin Tian is also looking forward to it.

Even though this approach is very risky, in Qin Tian's view, it is the most effective and direct way to find out the truth of the tragedy that year.

Li Yifu will soon fall into the trap that Qin Tian has already set.

And Zhao Songlin will fall in after him.

The originally peaceful city of Fuzhou suddenly had an undercurrent. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Qin Tian put his hands behind his back, sneered and muttered to himself: "It's time for me to continue to add fire, hehe..."