Femme Fatale! Twenty-Two Patients!

The Holy Virgin leaned her perfect figure towards Ling Yun. She cared nothing about his lecherous eyes, which were trying to gobble her up visually.

"I guarantee the same number of people will die in your clinic if any more of these patient dies. We can try if you don't believe me…

"As for treatment fees…

"You snatched away more than a dozen of our Assassins Organization's cars. I think that's plenty!"

Ling Yun's forehead was drenched in sweat. He was strong-willed, but the Holy Virgin wasn't weak either. She was also cunning.

Ling Yun boiled with rage being on the receiving end of threats. "Do you really think I don't dare to touch you? I can also tell you now that I'll burn you to ashes if you dare touch Xiao Meimei." His voice was cold.