City Invincible Medical Saint

Guan Guoqing's heart trembled violently, and a violent energy suddenly broke out in his heart. He suddenly had a little more strength in his hands, and with all his strength, he swung the baton and was about to land on Li Tianchen's knee.

Li Tianchen sat there motionless, and his right hand, which was originally trapped by the iron hoop, suddenly flashed out like a snake, and properly caught the baton that hit his knee.

Guan Guoqing felt that all his efforts seemed to be in vain. His palm suddenly lightened, and the baton was out of his control. Then the next moment, Li Tianchen's backhand pointed the baton at Guan Guoqing's heart.

A sharp pain suddenly came from his heart. Guan Guoqing felt as if his heart had been struck by lightning. A burst of unspeakable pain accompanied by a heavy feeling of suffocation came over him.

"Oh~"

Guan Guoqing couldn't breathe at this moment, and a low and hoarse gasp came from his throat. His expression suddenly changed horribly, and he looked at Li Tianchen in horror.

"you……"

Guan Guoqing kept opening and closing his mouth, but the sound in his throat could not come out.

Li Tianchen smiled faintly. The tear gas had no effect on him. Just now, he used his true energy to isolate the smoke from his body without inhaling it. He also silently activated his consciousness to control Guan Guoqing and Huo Xinghan in the monitoring room. The little tricks were clearly investigated.

In this solitary room, Guan Guoqing was like a fat sheep that came to his door. If he didn't take any action to give him some pain, he would be sorry for all his painstaking efforts.

Li Tianchen tapped his finger lightly and landed on Guan Guoqing's head.

Soul-fixing finger!

A ray of true energy entered Guan Guoqing's mind instantly.

Guan Guoqing's body suddenly shook violently, his face was stiff, his eyes had lost their vitality, and there was no expression or emotion shown, just like a vegetative state.

With a slight sneer, Li Tianchen activated that ray of true energy, and the power of the soul-fixing finger exploded instantly. Guan Guoqing burst out with a low and painful roar, his body curled up on the ground, and violent convulsions appeared on his face. Fear, pain, etc.

Confined outdoors.

Huo Xinghan put his ear against the door, listening to what was going on inside. When he heard the low scream, his brows suddenly flew up and he showed a cunning smile.

"It seems that Mr. Guan is having a lot of fun, so I'm relieved!"

Wang Jun's face was full of worry and he whispered: "Director, will this cause a big problem?"

Huo Xinghan glared at him and scolded: "What big problem can happen? As long as no one is killed and the Xue family is there to suppress it, nothing will happen. Also, you just pretend that this didn't happen, do you understand?" "

Wang Jun gave a helpless smile, nodded and said, "I understand, Master Guan finally came to our port city. I'm afraid you will be promoted again this time."

Huo Xinghan smiled proudly, patted him on the shoulder and said: "It's early, but as long as you let Mr. Guan have fun, it will be much easier to climb up in the future. You boy, do your best and you will benefit from it in the future."

Wang Jun was overjoyed and bowed: "Thank you very much, Director."

"You stay here and guard. When Mr. Guan has had enough fun, you call me and I'll go back and take a rest."

Huo Xinghan ordered Wang Jun, put his hands behind his back, and walked swaggeringly towards his office.

Wang Jun shook his head and sighed. Listening to the miserable groans coming from the confinement room, he murmured depressedly: "These damn rich second generation, rich people, if it weren't for my wife and children at home, I really want to take off this clothes." Pi, you are so fucking useless under this old bastard."

…

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was hanging scorchingly in the sky, and the air was filled with a fiery breath.

It was still a busy and ordinary day at the Gangcheng West Branch. Police cars were coming in and out of the gate, and the number of people coming and going was gradually increasing.

In the guard room, the guard Qiu Hong, who was blowing the fan, held a cheap cigarette in his mouth, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and glanced at the road outside the gate from time to time, chatting wordlessly with a policeman who had just taken time to come over for a drink of water. .

"Eh~"

Qiu Hong suddenly opened his eyes wide and saw a figure walking quickly from the door. After he was stunned for a moment, he quickly shouted: "Hey, little girl, this is the police station. What do you do? Come and register!"

The little girl was petite and exquisite, as if she were twelve or thirteen years old. She was wearing ordinary hot pants, and her long, slender white legs looked particularly beautiful. She wore a light gray suspender top on her upper body, with her thin white arms exposed and her head simply tied up. Her long hair was gently swaying behind her head with her brisk pace.

Hearing Qiu Hong's cry, the little girl stopped suddenly, flicked her hair, and turned around.

She has a pretty face, big eyes, clear black and white, and beautiful facial features. She looks like a beautiful doll coming out of a cartoon. However, her pretty face is extremely solemn at the moment, and her eyes are actually shooting fiercely. , the majestic and shocking cold light.

Qiu Hong was glanced at by her and shuddered for no reason in this midsummer season.

I muttered secretly in my heart, this little girl is so weird.

The little girl was Chen Lingling who came over after hearing the news. A strange smile appeared on her red lips, and she walked to Qiu Hong with light steps, "Where is Huo Xinghan?"

Qiu Hong couldn't help but have an illusion, as if the chill just now was not real. He straightened his body and suddenly thought of Chen Lingling's question. He said in surprise: "Huo Xinghan? Are you looking for Director Huo?"

"Yes." Chen Lingling asked, "Where are they?"

Qiu Hong looked at Chen Lingling strangely and wondered, could such a beautiful little girl be Director Huo's daughter? But I have never heard that she has a daughter.

If she wasn't her daughter, such a beautiful girl would call her by her first name and come to her door? Could it be...the mistress?

At this moment, Qiu Hong flashed a few thoughts and quickly put on a smile, "Director Huo, he is so busy every day, it's hard for me to say. Girl, you can call and ask."

"Maybe still in the office."

The policeman who was standing at the door drinking water said casually: "We just arrested a few people at noon today. It is said that they committed serious crimes. Director Huo personally interrogated them. I just came down from upstairs and saw him in the office."

Chen Lingling's eyes flashed sharply and she asked neatly: "Where is his office?"

Seeing that Chen Lingling was not polite at all, the policeman suddenly became alert. Just as he was hesitating, he saw a cold light suddenly flash in Chen Lingling's eyes. He suddenly felt a thump in his heart and blurted out: "408."

"Thanks."

Chen Lingling said cleanly, turned around and left, walked into the police building, got on the elevator, and went straight to 408.

Looking at Chen Lingling's back, the policeman suddenly regretted why he was so quick to talk.

After looking at each other with Qiu Hong, the two smiled tacitly, and then the police officers left in a hurry. wavv

Room 408 of the police station.

Huo Xinghan took off his coat and sat leisurely in the office, crossing his legs and smoking a cigarette with a smile.

"Hey, a brat with some medical skills actually dares to go against the Guan family and the Xue family. I really don't know how to write the word "death". If this matter is settled, I might be able to transfer to the provincial capital Jiangning City and leave here. small city."

Thinking of the bright and beautiful prospects in the future, Huo Xinghan was so proud that he hummed a ditty happily.

"Peng!"

Suddenly, the office door burst open and shattered into pieces.

Huo Xinghan was so frightened that he slipped off the chair and fell onto his back. He had also been a policeman for more than ten years. He hurriedly got up from the ground, grabbed the pistol in the drawer, and nervously pointed at the broken At the door, he almost shouted that he was attacking the police.

The dust filled the air and gradually dispersed, and a slender and graceful figure slowly walked in from the broken door.