Chen Dong's hand gripped the third fool's shoulder like a steel claw.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
It sounded like a grinding mill working on something.
The third fool's shoulder bones seemed to be getting crushed bit by bit by Chen Dong, causing him to break out in cold sweat and shiver from the pain, "Hurts... It's killing me... Let go of me now... Ah... I'm going to die of pain..."
The third fool, grimacing in pain, screamed for Chen Dong to let him go immediately.
Chen Dong asked, "Who instructed you to come cause trouble at my clinic?"
The third fool, now lacking the bold tone he had when speaking earlier, didn't hesitate to betray Wang Yaowen, "It was Wang Yaowen."
"Wang Yaowen called us to come here."
"He gave us brothers a sum of money to cause trouble in your office, to ruin your reputation and scare away your patients... Hiss... It was all Wang Yaowen's doing... We... were just taking money to do the job..."