God-level treasure digging system

No matter what power the opponent is, Zhang Bi will never let it go.

After thinking about it, he called the kidney deficiency doctor.

Because of the previous two experiences, the doctor with kidney deficiency has made a 180-degree turn towards Zhang Bi, and almost wished to transfer Zhang Bi to their hospital and into his department.

When the phone was connected, Zhang Wei asked directly: "Hey, Doctor Yang, can I ask how many corpses are there in your hospital?"

The kidney deficiency doctor was slightly taken aback, and asked in confusion, "Why are you asking this?"

"Let me ask for my original school. They are very short of complete teaching corpses now, but the local hospital has no more, so I will ask you."

Zhang Bi lied.

The doctor with kidney deficiency nodded when he heard the words, and did not express any doubt, and replied: "There are still more than [-] corpses left in our hospital, all of which have not been claimed in the past few years. There was also a need for the school before, and we have already processed a batch of corpses." gone."

Zhang Wei briefly chatted with the kidney deficiency doctor, then hung up the phone.

There were only a dozen or so corpses there, and there were at least five or six more corpses. Where did they come from?
After the interview, Ye Xing returned to the Second People's Hospital of Qingniao City. He opened the door of the office carelessly. As soon as he entered, he lay down on his exclusive chair, with his legs folded on the table, leisurely. .

Seeing his appearance, the doctor sitting opposite was not dissatisfied at all. Instead, he stood up with a smile, went to the side and poured a glass of warm water to Ye Xing, and said.

"Nephew, you have done a great job this time. Come, have a glass of water."

This doctor is very fat, his face is full of flesh, and he almost lost his eyes when he laughed.

"Oh, thank you uncle, thank you uncle."

Although the language was very polite, Ye Xing's behavior did not appear to be polite.

The legs are still placed like that, and the person is still lying like this.

But the obese doctor didn't mind, "Oh, thank you, we are all a family, now you are giving our parents face."

Ye Xing waved his hand and smiled, knowing what the obese doctor was referring to, he replied with a smile.

"Uncle, I'm proud of you. These are all for me to carry forward your spirit of saving lives as a younger generation. It should be done."

In Ye Xing's view, his family has a great career, so he doesn't feel guilty about this lie at all. Anyway, with Zhang Wei, an ordinary person who has no power and power, even if he says black is white, he won't. There is no way, and there is a remote place, who is willing to spend a lot of energy to verify the authenticity of what he said, and then offend his own Ye family?

"Haha...You boy, if you let the old man know about this, he will surely laugh from ear to ear and praise you as a good grandson." The fat doctor said with a smile.

Ye Xing nodded in disbelief, he took credit for this, didn't he just show it to the old man.

He suddenly raised his head and asked, "Well, uncle, do you know Zhang Bi?"

"Zhang Wei? I don't have a deep impression, but I seem to have heard it. It seems that he treated the red ant disease that appeared in our hospital some time ago. What's the matter? Do you know him?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't know him, but I heard someone mention it when I went to the countryside this time." Ye Xing laughed dryly and concealed it.

After chatting with the fat doctor a few more words, Ye Xing picked up his clothes and got ready to leave work.

However, when he left, there was a hint of ferocity on his face, "Hmph! Zhang Wei, although you are responsible for Xiaoniu Village's contribution this time, in order to bury this secret forever, I can't keep you."

Zhang Wei walked out of the shopping mall after thinking about it, and happened to see a group of people in the small alley before. There were three people in total. The dice were violently shaken in his hands.

He was still muttering: "Boy, you just bumped into me, and now I want to ask God if he should let you go. Tell me, do you buy big or small, if you win, this matter will be settled like that If you lose, then give me all your money and things."

In front of this man, there was a thin young man kneeling, wearing a pirated famous brand, with disheveled hair, as if he had just come out of an Internet cafe.

At this moment, he knelt on the ground, with a bitter face, and kept apologizing to the elder brother in front of him.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it. I don't have any money on me, and I use all of it to surf the Internet in Internet cafes. Why don't you let me go back first, I still have some lucky money at home, I'll give it all to you, okay no?"

The other man standing behind the reform-through-labor prisoner had his arms folded, but now he stretched out a hand and slapped the young man who was kneeling on the ground, and immediately threw him down like a tumbler, sneering.

"If sorry was useful, I would have robbed the bank a long time ago, and then went to eat and drink. Who the hell is still standing here waiting for you to apologize to me? Stop talking nonsense, today's game, you have to bet, If you don’t gamble, you have to gamble, you have no choice.”

"Don't worry, we are all honest people. Honesty is the most important thing when you come out to play, right? If you win, we will definitely not embarrass you; but if you lose, don't give me a beep, give me the money Take it out for me, and we won't do anything to you."

"Hey, you guys should be gentle, your words are so scary, and people will lose their minds at that time, what should we do if we make a wrong bet?" The reform-through-labour prisoner frowned suddenly, and said sharply to the two people beside him.

The three of them sang together, stupefied that the young man was sweating profusely, and kept silent like a cicada.

Seeing the effect, the reform-through-labor prisoner couldn't help but exchanged glances with the two people around him, then looked at the thin young man on the ground with a smile and said, "Young man, don't be afraid. In this world, everything must be done according to the rules. Don't worry." , as long as you follow the rules, how can we make things difficult for you!"

Speaking directly, he clasped the cup that had been shaking in his hand on his left hand, raised his eyebrows at the young man, and asked, "The plates are all set up, do you think it's big or small."

The young man kneeling on the ground was frightened and cried at this moment, kowtowing to several people, "I beg you, please let me go, I will not suppress, I will not suppress."

"You idiot, are you playing with us, aren't you? You think our brothers are so foolish, don't you?"

The reform-through-labor prisoner frowned suddenly, his face turned fierce, and he kicked the young man's chest. The latter was already thin and weak, and he was so weak after using the net for several days in a row that he fell down.

"If you want us to let you go, give me the money now, 5000 yuan. Let me tell you, if you can't get it out, don't you want to leave. Made!"

The reform-through-labour prisoner was still angry, so he took another step forward, walked up to the side of the young man, and put his foot on his side. The young man cried out in pain, curled up all over.

Zhang Bi walked over and accidentally bumped into a person standing near the left of the alley entrance, and immediately screamed exaggeratedly.

"Ouch... I killed someone. Boy, lose money, 1 yuan, this matter is over, otherwise, I will never end with you."

Ok?
The person who was hit turned around in a daze, and saw Zhang Bi leaning against the wall, his face trembled, as if he had really knocked down somewhere.

"No, brother, I stood where I was and didn't move, why did I knock you down?" The man hurriedly explained.

"Made, you still want to pay for it after bumping into someone, right? You didn't hit me, so I could fall? Cut the nonsense, 1 yuan, hurry up, give me the money!"

"What? You want me 1 yuan?"

Zhang Wei raised his eyebrows, "What? Is [-] too much for you? The young man in front of you just touched your brother, and he wanted [-]. You knocked me down. I want you [-] is too much." ?"

The reform-through-labour prisoner let go of the young man on the ground, walked up to Zhang Wei, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhang Wei several times, and said coldly.

"Brother, where are you from? If you dare to find fault with our Fengchen Three Heroes, it will be a long life, right?"

puff!
Zhang Wei almost burst out laughing, what a f*cking Three Heroes!
"I'm from Zhangjiagou." Zhang Wei replied with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Zhangjiagou?" The prisoner tilted his head and thought for a while, then looked at the brother on the right, who shook his head vigorously, expressing that he didn't know.

Then, he looked at his brother on the right, who also shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

As a result, he scratched his head and thought about it for a while, familiarized all the forces he knew one by one, and found that there was no such force at all.

And the more I think about it, the more I feel that this name is a frankly a rural name.

In an instant, the reform-through-labor prisoner realized that he had been tricked by Zhang Wei.

He said angrily: "What the hell, you're playing labor and capital, I think you are impatient to live, see if I don't kill you."

But just after he finished speaking, before he raised his hands, he felt his legs go limp, and he knelt directly on the ground.

"Let me tell you, you'll get at least [-] for this slap. And I'm so much more handsome than you, at least [-] for a [-]% discount. However, since you just had this idea, you didn't implement it. Take action, then I'll charge you [-]. Add [-] to the previous accounts, subtract [-], and you'll give me [-]. Do you think you've been tricked?"

Zhang Wei looked at the prisoner's face jokingly, his smile getting colder and colder.

"No, brother, you are stealing money."

The reform-through-labour prisoner didn't dare to refute too much, so he could only say aggrieved.

"Really? If you can't pay back the money, I can give you a way to pay back the money."

"What method?" The man's eyes lit up immediately, and he thought that he didn't need to give the money directly.

"Play dead for me."

Zhang Bi showed a sinister smile.

"Ah? How to pretend?"

The reform-through-labor prisoner looked at him in a daze, but before he could recall it, Zhang Bi slapped him on the head, and the reform-through-labour prisoner immediately passed out.