Although Zheng Ren also knew what Master Xiao thought, people like them were toads, and they were afraid of dirty hands after being beaten. Moreover, there was no evidence left in China, or it might be that the level of superstition in China was higher.

Being confident is his mentality.

As I read the information, the words on it were shocking. This Master Xiao was not only seeking money, but more importantly, he also killed himself! Zheng Ren thought to himself that this time he must let him know what it feels like to hit the south wall.

Song Ying's cell phone rang, he ummmed and hung up the phone twice, and said, "Boss Zheng, that liar is here."

"Well, Master Xiao." Zheng Ren corrected it.

Song Ying knew what Zheng Ren meant, nodded with a smile, and said, "Master Xiao is here."

Zheng Ren put away the information in his hand, sat upright in the main seat, and looked at the door.

A waiter pushed open the door, bent down and bowed, and made a call. Then a middle-aged man about 1.75 meters tall walked in. His face was a little dark and he had a beard. His beard was neatly trimmed and looked neat. He was wearing Chinese casual clothes, which looked a bit out of the world.

"Boss Zheng, I have been admired for a long time." After Master Xiao walked in, he greeted Zheng Ren cheerfully.

Su Yunhuo stood up, Fan Tianshui and the old squad leader only looked at Master Xiao, and no longer looked at him, but observed the people behind him.

Zheng Ren looked at the light red system panel and was stunned for a moment.

The diagnosis of coronary heart disease appeared in front of me clearly. Because it was not an attack period, the system panel was not red very thoroughly.

"Su Yun!" Zheng Ren shouted in a deep voice.

Su Yun looked back at his boss in confusion. He didn't believe that the boss would be timid, but why did he call him?

"Master Xiao, I have heard of the great name for a long time, and it is well-known for thunder." Zheng Ren stood up and said with a smile.

Boss Zheng changed his mind, and everyone present realized this. Zhao Wenhua's heart fell into the ground. Boss Zheng still knew the right way. Why are he competing with such people? If others are willing to pay IQ tax, let them pay it.

It’s just that the doctor should take care of, just do your best in everything.

Master Xiao was also stunned. He didn't expect that the Nobel Prize winner Boss Zheng would be so kind. Could he also believe in his meridian slap therapy?

The commercial mutual bragging model is simply too good. Master Xiao immediately felt ecstatic, and things were much smoother than he thought.

He seemed to see the tide of money flooding countless people seeking medical treatment and rushing to him. Those people are just mosaics, but they have no face background, and they don't matter at all.

"You are so polite. You are just inheriting my Chinese culture and benefiting the world. It is not worth mentioning or worth mentioning!" Master Xiao walked to Zheng Ren with a smile and stretched out his hand.

"Master Xiao." Zheng Ren also stretched out his hand, held his right hand, then looked at the person behind Master Xiao and smiled and said, "Don't take photos."

Su Yun snatched the phone from the hands of the followers following Master Xiao, and Master Xiao's expression slightly stopped.

"Master Xiao, how did you escape when you were found guilty by the court in the UK? Or was it not in the UK at that time?" Zheng Ren asked straight to the point.

This sentence extinguished all Master Xiao's fantasies. He stared at Zheng Ren in a daze, with a slightly poor ability to adapt.

"Have you cheated when you go back to China this time? Is it easier to earn money in China?" Zheng Ren and Shan's face was filled with a smile, but his words were like sharp knives, with no mercy at all.

Master Xiao wanted to retract his hand, and he tried hard to judge Boss Zheng's true intention. However, Zheng Ren's hand held his hand tightly like pliers, and thrust it twice, but he couldn't retract at all.

"Maybe there are no relevant legal terms in China, are you afraid?" Zheng Ren continued to ask.

There was silence in the private room, and everyone's eyes were gathered on Zheng Ren and Master Xiao, and I don't know what Boss Zheng was doing.

Zheng Ren's hand strength was slightly loosened a little, and then his tongue burst into thunder, "Dream!"

At the same time, while he was not paying attention and relaxing a little, he held Master Xiao's right hand tightly.

Taking two steps, Master Xiao's face suddenly changed. Zheng Ren was delighted to see his system panel slightly red. The diagnosis of coronary atherosclerotic heart disease is darker, which should be a symptom of the disease.

"Are you afraid? Do you think you can do whatever you want in China? In the end, how many hard-earned money are carried by people, carrying dozens and hundreds of lives, and going abroad?" Zheng Ren's smile was restrained and he said coldly.

"You... are slandering! I want to sue you!" Master Xiao reluctantly calmed his mind and scolded him in anger.

"Okay, welcome." Zheng Ren said coldly: "Are you studying slapping meridians?"

The words were slightly lower, as if they were asking, but they seemed to be a little confused.

But before Master Xiao reacted, Zheng Ren suddenly raised his voice again and roared: "Diet period is approaching, do you know!"

Master Xiao's face was pale, his body shook for a moment, barely stabilizing.

But Zheng Ren didn't give him a chance and sneered: "Get out!"

The last sound was like a rolling thunder, stunning.

Zhao Wenhua was also frightened. He curled up in a chair and his body was trembling. Legend has it that when Boss Zheng was in Nanyang, he fought hard, and his blood was full of energy to kill all directions. It turned out that it was all true.

This is not the temperament that a doctor with a weak scholar can have.

Fortunately... I didn't die and offend Boss Zheng; Fortunately... I turned back very early.

Fortunately, luckily.

Zhao Wenhua thought silently in his heart.

After Zheng Ren said that, he let go of his hand, his eyes were calm and peaceful, but with a kind of majestic and solemn pressure as if the sky opened its eyes, it crushed Master Xiao's final persistence.

"Send the guest." Zheng Ren then sat down steadily, without even looking at Master Xiao.

Master Xiao was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He looked pale and sweat appeared on his forehead. He looked at Zheng Ren and wanted to say something on the scene. But he swallowed it back when he was at the mouth. He would not offend Boss Zheng.

As soon as he stomped his feet, Master Xiao turned around and left, panic like a broken dog and a hurry like a fish that missed the net.

Seeing Master Xiao leave, Su Yun said dissatisfiedly: "Boss, if you yell, he didn't faint like the liar before. Are you doing yarn? Do you think you are singing an opera?"

"Call 120." Zheng Ren said calmly.

"What?!" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in confusion.

"Call 120." Zheng Ren repeated.

Although Song Ying was confused, he still picked up his cell phone and called 120 emergency number while standing at the door and watching Master Xiao leaving.

A few seconds later, the voice of a gentle female operator came from the other side of the phone.
Chapter completed!