"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

The comment section immediately exploded. I am so addicted to this injection of venom.

"You won't let go of the Poison King's injection?"

"This is how lacking in toxins the body has!"

"Open your eyes! Open your eyes!"

"This boy is the real Poison King. That Poison King is not even a scumbag compared to him."

"The little miraculous doctor is so impressive, the tendon-breaking and bone-breaking ointment must be a miraculous medicine! Don't say anything, just place the order!"

Soon, fans in the live broadcast room gave Wang Dachun the title of Poison King's Little Miracle Doctor.

Li Ruoxi's backend orders were rising like a rocket, with tens of thousands of orders added in less than five minutes.

It's so terrifying!

And it’s still rising sharply.

Bah! Bah!

The two old men, Sun Wuji and Zhong Jiaguo, kissed Wang Dachun on the left and right sides of his cheeks.

"Master is mighty, please accept my apprentice's knee!"

The two of them fell to their knees in admiration.

"..."

Wang Dachun touched the saliva on his face with a look of disgust on his face. You all admire him, so where are you going to kiss him?

The snot is all over my face!

A kiss from an eighty-year-old apprentice?

Wang Dachun shivered, feeling that he had been defiled.

"Hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard!"

"These two apprentices are so cute!"

"Who has ever seen an eighty-year-old apprentice?"

"Poison King's little miracle doctor Niubi, he can conquer even an eighty-year-old man."

Li Ruoxi: "Okay, okay, I'm going offline. Dear cuties, please remember to place your order, okay!"

Li Ruoxi blew a kiss to the screen and turned off the live broadcast.

Wang Dachun grinned and said dissatisfied: "I'll go! Ruoxi, can you please stop giving away your kisses to others? That's my patent, okay?"

Li Ruoxi smiled, "Don't you have a kiss from your apprentice?"

Wang Dachun: "..."

Everyone started to clean up the mess.

"You two go back first!" Wang Dachun felt awkward when he saw these two white-haired old men and quickly sent them away.

The fat man kicked the Ghost Hand Poison King, "What should I do with this guy? Should he be sent to the hospital? He won't die!"

Wang Dachun shook his head, "Ignore him, he injected the venom himself, we didn't force him to do it, and his death has nothing to do with us."

He believed that someone would naturally come to deal with the aftermath.

"Trash! What a waste! There's also the Poison King. I think he's the Waste King!" Zhou Xue was so angry that she dropped the cup.

Zhou Jun also looked ugly, "Sister, what should we do now? Did we lose five million in vain?"

Zhou Xue pinched the cigarette case on the table again and again, "Huh, how is that possible! My money is so easy to get, I will make him spit it out with interest!"

After Wang Dachun and others left, a black car drove over, the door opened, and two people got out and carried the Ghost Hand Poison King into the car, and then left quickly.

Half an hour later, the Ghost Hand Poison King was carried into a basement. After another half an hour, he opened his eyes with difficulty.

At this moment, his face was blue and black, his lips were purple, his arms were swollen like toast, and he no longer had the slightest air of superiority.

Zhou Xue sat in front of the bed with a livid face, "Huh, Poison King, I didn't expect you to be defeated so miserably this time. I hope you can give me an explanation!"

The Ghost Hand Poison King smiled miserably, "This time I capsized in the gutter. I'm sorry for Miss Zhou's trust."

Trembling, he took out a bank card from his pocket and said, "Here are five million, give it back to you!"

Not only did he not make a penny this time, he also lost 10 million. Even if he was not poisoned, the Poison King would probably be angry to death.

Zhou Xue did not pick up the card immediately, "You...you just gave up?"

The Ghost Hand Poison King sighed, "I can't do it any more. I would like to advise Miss Zhou. Wang Dachun is unfathomable. I advise you... it's better not to provoke him in the future!"

Zhou Xue snorted coldly, "Humph, this thief and I are inseparable. Either he dies or I die! Poison King, do you have any powerful people? Can you recommend them to me?"

The Ghost-Hand Poison King sighed, "Oh, when will the injustice be repaid? One poison, two witches and three will descend..."

After saying that, he wrote a phone number on the paper: "This is the number of the Witch King. If you can invite him, you may be able to deal with Wang Dachun, but... this person is in a weird mood, I'm afraid he is not so easy to invite...

"

As he spoke, the Ghost Hand Poison King tilted his neck and took his last breath.

He finally succeeded in playing himself to death.

The poison king of a generation died in his own hands so cowardly.

Zhou Xue reached out and touched Poison King's eyelids, then stood up and said, "Poison King, I will help you get your revenge back!"

With that said, she picked up her phone number and bank card and walked out.

It was night, and the entire Liuhe City was covered with dark clouds, and the entire city was shrouded in darkness.

A breaking news spread among the big families: Gongsun Yang, the pillar of the Zhou family, was killed in Myanmar.

As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar. Gongsun Yang was a half-step master and the backbone of the Zhou family. Unexpectedly, he was killed in Burma.

Who can kill the half-step master?

As soon as this negative news came out, the Zhou Group's stock market plummeted quickly. In just one night, it lost more than 10 billion, and the Zhou Group's wealth shrank significantly.

Not only that, many wealthy families are ready to make moves. The Zhou family usually acts too high-profile and offends many people.

In the past, the Zhou family had Gongsun Yang in charge, and no one dared to touch them, but now the situation is different.

Without Gongsun Yang, the Zhou family is like a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out. Moreover, this is still a fat and oily tiger.

If it doesn't arouse people's covetousness, then it's fake.

"Damn it! Who released this news?" Zhou Xiong clenched his fists tightly as he looked at the falling stock market on the computer screen.

Not long after the Zhou family's stock market was listed, everything was running well and rising steadily, but suddenly such negative news broke.

This is the weakness of listed companies. Although a company can make a lot of money by going public, it also becomes more fragile.

The ability to resist risks is very weak, so many smart companies do not choose to go public. In this way, although they can earn less money, they will not be subject to capital controls and the risks will not be so high.

Zhou Xue walked over and said, "Dad, I know who it is, it must be that little beast Wang Dachun!"

Zhou Xiong clenched his fists, "Wang Dachun?"

Zhou Xue nodded, "Yes, he must be right. This guy has not taken any action some time ago. I'm afraid he is just waiting for our Zhou Group to go public, and then he will strike with thunder. If I guessed correctly, he should have a successor."

trick!"

"It should be that he can't be wrong!" Zhou Xiong leaned back on his chair tiredly. Only Wang Dachun knew the exact news of Gongsun Yang's murder.

The two men analyzed it well. This news was released by Wang Dachun. Recently, he was waiting for the Zhou family to go public, and then released a piece of blockbuster news, which might eventually cause the Zhou family's stock market to collapse.

It will be much easier to deal with them then!
Chapter completed!