Wrong Choice

Xu Rongfeng stared fiercely at the silver-faced man in front of him and said, "You are given two choices, either pretend you saw nothing and get the hell out of here for me immediately. Either ..."

He waved the long knife in his hand with great force, emitting a mournful air-breaking sound, which was very appalling.

If it was someone else, under such intimidation, only fear would have been scared out of their souls and hurry to bail out.

However, Zhao Rui just smiled lightly and said: "This is exactly the choice I want to give you. Which one do you choose?"

When Xu Rongfeng heard Zhao Rui say this, he became furious.

A hideous look appeared on his face as he gripped his long knife tightly and without saying a word, he fiercely waved it and slashed down at Zhao Rui.

Xu Rongfeng hit quite ruthlessly, but also mastered the proportion, and did not cut to the vital parts, but cut to Zhao Rui's shoulder.

If a knife cut, almost able to break the bones, but for a while, but not to kill people.

Although Xu Rongfeng is ruthless, but not an idiot.

He knows very well that if a human life is caused, he will have a lot of trouble.

Zhao Rui looked at the long knives that came to split, smiled disdainfully, he had his hands in his hands, slightly held his head up, standing still, until the sharp blade was about to touch his forehead, he did not quickly stretch out two fingers, a casual clip.

Xu Rongfeng's long knife, as if suddenly stuck in a crack in the stone, abruptly stopped!

Xu Rongfeng was stunned, not expecting that the silver-faced man in front of him had actually clamped the long knife with just two fingers.

He couldn't help but feel a great loss of face, and hurriedly pulled his sword hard, trying to pull out the long knife before attacking.

However, no matter how hard Xu Rongfeng tried, even a face turned red. Even his milk strength was exerted, but he could not move the long knife from the silver-faced man's fingers, by half a cent!

"Go! All of you ****ing go! Finish this son of a bitch!"

Xu Rongfeng, annoyed and angry, bellowed and gave orders to his minions.

"Let go!"

"Let go!"

"Cut this bastard to death!"

Those punks shouted and cursed, waving their long knives and iron bars, and smashing at Zhao Rui in unison, with a fierce momentum!

"What a bunch of fools who don't know how to live and die!"

Zhao Rui slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with a stern aura. Linley opened his five fingers.

The wild and fierce true qi suddenly surged out like a sea tide. It swept towards the surrounding punks.

"Boom!"

Those few arrogant punks only felt a huge force come crashing down on their chests like a hammer.

They let out a miserable scream at the same time and flew out in all directions until they flew seven or eight meters away. Only then did they land heavily on the ground. The dust was stirred up.

The few punks were spitting blood, moaning in pain, rolling around on the ground, unable to stand up. Xu Rongfeng was horrified and dumbfounded.

He originally thought that the mysterious man with the silver mask in front of him was just a guy who was pretending to be a ghost.

What he never expected was that this silver-faced man actually had such great strength!

He didn't even see how this silver-faced man actually struck. He didn't even see how the silver-faced man was going to strike, but his minions were already flying out and lying on the ground!

How could this guy be so powerful?

Is he a human or a ghost?

Xu Rongfeng felt that his heart, as if something was clenched tightly. An unspeakable fear. Gushed to the heart, making him almost suffocate!

Due to too much fear. His muscles were almost stiff, he didn't even dare to move a bit, just stood frozen in place.

"You've made a wrong choice." Zhao Rui said faintly as he clenched his five fingers into a fist. Then a fist viciously smashed on Xu Rongfeng's face.

The crisp sound of bones cracking suddenly rang out, appearing exceptionally loud in this silent dark night.

Xu Rongfeng screamed, his eyes rolled over, fell straight backwards, the bridge of his nose collapsed, and blood flowed out of his nostrils.

Zhao Rui's punch had broken his nose!

What a bunch of incorrigible fools.

Zhao Rui whispered a comment, hands gently patted a few times.

Solving these few punks is as easy as brushing the dust off your hands. He swept with a cold gaze, high above the several punks who were lying on the ground moaning, and felt that it was almost time to clean them up, so from the other direction, quietly returned to the rental room to sleep, without alerting anyone.

The next morning, Zhao Rui was awakened by the noisy conversation in the hallway.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up from bed and went to the corridor.

He saw Hu Gang, the owner of the disc store, talking loudly about something with the tenant on the same floor, and the two of them let out loud laughter from time to time.

"Hu Gang, what are you talking about? So cheerful?" Zhao Rui yawned widely and poked his head out, inquiring.

Hu Gang lifted his head, looked at him, and then laughed, "Oops, sorry, did I wake you up by talking too loudly just now?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhao Rui waved his hand.

Hu Gang then said, "Do you remember, those people who ran naked on the street yesterday?"

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"Last night, they were in front of our building, I do not know who beat up, and beat up quite badly, lying on the ground for several hours, until the morning, only to be found, sent to the hospital. Now probably still lying in the hospital."

Another resident, then also laughing and echoed: "I do not know who did it. It's a great pleasure! Those guys, rampant, long overdue for someone to cure them."

"Yes! Yes! They have kicked the iron plate this time. Haha!" Hu Gang gloated and laughed again.

Xu Rongfeng's minions, his disc store, has been harassed several times, but forced by the power of these people, dare not speak out in anger.

Now see their bad luck, the heart is naturally particularly comfortable.

"The police station in the morning, came to investigate, it is said that a person with a silver mask is responsible. Even Xu Rongfeng and them, did not see the person's appearance."

"Oh? Is that so?" Zhao Rui laughed and said in a tone that had nothing to do with him, "Then they really ate a dumb loss! If they want to take revenge, they can't even find anyone."

"It's called deserved! Who told them to be so domineering? Evil people have their own evil." Hu Gang spat and said with a skittish mouth.

Zhao Rui smiled and nodded, then went back to the house.

Just as he was about to go to bed to sleep, the door was suddenly opened, followed by Sun Xiaolan like a gust of wind, barged in.

"Xiao Rui!" Sun Xiaolan called out crisply, "It's time to get up and go to work!"

"You slept late last night? Let me sleep some more." Zhao Rui shrunk his head into the blanket, covering his head with the blanket.

"It's already eight or nine o'clock, and there are already patients waiting outside the clinic!"

"You go first, I'll go later."

"How can you do that? Maybe there is a patient who needs your personal diagnosis?" Sun Xiaolan shook her head, her soft ponytail, behind her head, gently swinging back and forth.

"Are you really not getting up?"

"Not up." Zhao Rui said in a muffled voice, under the covers. The tone was decisive and righteous.

"Then fine. You must not blame sister me for being cruel and cruel, yo!"

A sweet smile appeared on Sun Xiaolan's face, but the large eyes had curved into a crescent shape, with a cunning gaze that kept flickering in her eyes.

When Zhao Rui heard this threatening tone, he knew it was not good, and before he could react, a pair of cold, soft hands reached into the quilt from the outside and touched his neck.

"Oops!"

Zhao Rui exclaimed, as soon as he jumped up from the bed, he saw that Sun Xiaolan was looking at himself with her hands behind her back, her snow-white shellfish teeth gently biting her vermilion lips, smiling.

"I forgot to tell you, I just washed my hands with cold water!" Sun Xiaolan blinked her eyes innocently and said.

Zhao Rui only smiled bitterly at this.

The next period of time, without the harassment of Xu Rongfeng and others, it was a calm and quiet time.

But, because the reputation of Lan Rui Clinic is getting more and more famous, more and more patients, Sun Xiaolan is also getting busier and busier.

By this time, she gradually felt the strain.

Because, with her medical skills, she could no longer cope, with more and more patients, with more and more strange diseases.

Although it was said that Zhao Rui could accurately determine all kinds of illnesses through the contents of the "Purple Clear Immortal Doctor Divine Canon" and refine a spiritual elixir.

However, after all, Zhao Rui only sees ten patients a day, and more work still falls on her shoulders.

It's not that Sun Xiaolan didn't want to learn something from Zhao Rui.

However, after a few attempts, she gave up.

Because, Zhao Rui practice that set of things, not her a mortal, can master.

She decided that she would look for another way.