Wei Feng said faintly: "Don't be so excited, people haven't died yet."

"Who are you, there is a part you speak here, get me!"

The speed of Wei Feng's shot was very fast, but just a flash of hard work, he locked his pistol.

This person is not only a martial arts, but also very proficient in firearms. The big man of the tiger made a judgment instantly.

Wei Feng's eyes narrowed, and a hint of cold flashed out, so unreasonable, he put on this battle suit.

"What is there, wait for the people inside to wake up. Now, get me on the side, don't touch Laozi people."

Lao Tzu?

I rely on, this is extremely domineering.

As Wei Feng's words fell, the deliberate and powerful atmosphere, such as the knife wind of the nine cold winter, swept out.

The power of the river and the sea, the anger rolled up, the tiger's big man suddenly looked tight, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

This person is so strong!

He stabilized his body, his face was horrified.

"Is this person's realm, is it a national class?"

I am afraid that there is such ability, I am afraid that there are only Guoshi.

No wonder, just now he wondered that Huang Yuanji had a hundred courage and did not dare to come here anymore, but now he came. It turned out that he found a national monk to support his waist.

Hehe, it is ridiculous. Even if there are many national scholars today, it is not easy to make.

What is his identity, what happened to the Guo Shi, dare to do it with him?

A phone call, can he mobilize 10,000 people, can the nationals be on the thousands of people, what is the joke?

At this time, the man of Humu looked at Wei Feng coldly and said:

"Boy, I know your strength, but do you think your strength is very powerful?

Wei Feng glanced at him coldly and said:

"Do you talk a lot, do you teach you like this?"

"Mix the account, what qualifications do you have to evaluate my team."

"Not qualified? Hum, let's go away."

The man of the tiger's eyes suddenly froze, I wiped it, this guy was so arrogant, let him roll away.

Who is the courage?

No, how did this guy appear here, why, and what are the qualifications?

They did not call these people to come.

"What's going on, what do you do, why these people appear here, disturbing the purity of the old man, you all have to shoot."

The man of the tiger talked sharply.

"Oh, so big official power."

Wei Feng smiled coldly, just what he was about to say, at this moment, the ward door opened, and a bunch of people hurriedly gathered.

"Doctor, what is the situation?"

"Is there still a rescue, you talk quickly."

Several doctors looked ugly, shook their heads apologize and said:

"I'm really sorry, we have tried our best. The old man has been toxic, and has spread to the sky.

Back to light back ...

Several people trembled and stunned.

A pair of fists holding.

Tiger's man breathed a few fiercely: "Waste, all of them are waste, roll me!"

He was full of evil spirits, as if he was a bullish bull. The old man died, and he didn't care about anything.

Death, all related people must die. At all costs, he must be bloody Yanjing.

He has no fear.

"Ma, Lao Tzu killed you!"

The tiger's strong man also took out his pistol and shot Huang Yuanji.

However, at this moment, with a loud noise, the door of the operating room was closed.

The tiger's strong man suddenly stunned and asked, "Is anyone going in just now? It seems like a dark shadow."

"Don't know, don't see it."

"Isn't it wind?"

The man of the tiger's eyes looked around, lying, where the young man just went, he went in.

"Mixed account, someone dares to be unfavorable to the old man, and rush in for me."

When he bumped his shoulders, he would break through the door of the medical room.

Under normal circumstances, this hit. Not to mention ordinary wooden doors, even if it is a insurance door, it will be crushed.

But this time, he was lost.

After hitting, it didn't bump, as if this was not a wooden door, but the door cast by King Kong. It made his whole body hurt.

Nima, impossible, such a door, one finger can be broken, why can't you hit it now?

When he was so angry, he had to use a full blow to bump the door.

But at this moment, Huang Yuanji stepped forward and said:

"Just give Wei Feng a chance, let him try it, I guarantee it with my life."

"If there is an accident, it is killing or a cricket, listen to your disposal."

The man of the tiger gritted his teeth and stared at Huang Yuanji coldly.

In fact, he also knows that Huang Yuanji is the reputation of Yanjing City and has always been very good. In fact, he does not believe that the other party will do this.

But the facts are in front of you, you don't believe it, you have to believe it, and if you are worried about his father's safety, you must do your life.

But now he listened to him, and gradually calmed down.

The doctor said, there is no way, it is better to die a live horse doctor.

"Well, I will give him a quarter of an hour. If there is no effect for a minute, it is not just you, you have the young man, you have to die."

Suddenly, the atmosphere began to be tense.

In the medical room at this time, Wei Feng came to the old man.

When I saw the old man, I couldn't help but look like him.

This old guy is the last leader in the north of Huaxia. He has been in office for more than ten years.

But why is this old guy so miserable. If he is mixed with this portion, he would not die if he appeared.

In Wei Feng's view, the deadly anger was definitely the urging manner of the king of the king.

In his body, the toxicity has spread completely, but it is actually quite tricky.

However, Wei Feng was already a national realm at this time. Naturally, medical skills were also rising. In the realm of the previous medical skills, Wei Feng couldn't save him.

But now, you can try it.

Wei Feng took out the refined elixir from his arms. This is the back of the soul, which can hang the patient's breath and continue his life for a while.

During this time, Wei Feng played a few times in a row, and then shot out of his acupuncture points.

A pale golden halo quickly shrouded the old man.

At this time, a piece of black shadow in the old man's body began to break away from his body.

At this moment, the silver needle was finally taken out by Wei Feng.

Passing on a few large caves of the old man, then, Wei Feng bit his fingers, pushed the old man's chest, and then began to portray the runes.
Chapter completed!