I am the master of medicine god

Chapter 650 Pretty Domineering
The people around could clearly see that the person who should apologize should be that middle-aged man with no striking appearance. When did he become a strong man?

And the identity of this strong man is not simple.

The brawny man thought he had heard it wrong, glanced suspiciously at Wang Xiping twice, and sneered, "Don't you know who I am?"

"Do I have to know?" Wang Xiping also looked around suspiciously, "Or is this a blind date place, and I went to the wrong place?"

The onlookers took two or three steps back one after another, expressing that they did not know Wang Xiping and had nothing to do with him.

Yin Jingling felt that the atmosphere here was weird, and the eyes of those people had changed, so she stretched out her hand and pulled Wang Xiping: "Father, I'm fine, forget it."

"Forget? How can this be counted?" Wang Xiping stared: "Daughter, have you forgotten how he scared you just now? You were so scared that you trembled?"

"..." His trembling was not frightened, it was obviously a gust of wind blowing over, making the top of his head chilly and unaccustomed to it.

When everyone heard the conversation between the father and daughter, they all looked sideways, but they didn't expect that the middle-aged man was not amazing, but the daughter was pretty and pretty, probably following his mother's appearance.

The strong man knew that Wang Xiping was pretending to be confused, he clenched his fist with one hand, and bumped into his own palm, the thick voice made people shudder.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you? What do you mean I made her tremble? Isn't she fine?"

Wang Xiping turned his head, seeing that Yin Jingling's face was not only calm, but there was also a trace of bewilderment in that calmness, so he immediately gave him a wink.

Yin Jingling immediately understood, shook her back molars, and saw a trace of pear blossom and rainy panic suddenly appeared on that face that had been painted with makeup: "Father...he is so scary..."

Who can stand this?Immediately, the eyes of the people around were looking at the strong man, which was not quite right.

Are you an old man bullying other little girls?

Wang Xiping sighed in his heart that a child can be taught, and then sternly said: "Why, is it easy to bully us orphans and widows? Let me tell you, I have money on me, and I will go there later—" He pointed at the table, "Believe it or not?"

This is not a joke, this is the place where Qingmutang picks up jobs, as long as the money is in place, everything is easy to talk about.

The muscles on the strong man's face twisted a bit. The people who came here were not good-natured, some entrusted and some were entrusted, but Wang Xiping was the first to say that he would kill someone on the spot.

Plus that girl...

The strong man gave him a cold look, sat back in his seat and remained silent.

The old man in the distance looked at all this with a frown, showing some kind of suspicion.

The identity of the strong man is well known by the people here, and it is not wise to provoke Wang Xiping as soon as he arrives... What's more, when the strong man was angry just now, almost everyone avoided them subconsciously, and their eyes were not clear. Only Wang Xiping who dared to make contact with him seemed to ignore the seemingly invisible killing intent on the strong man.

This kind of person is either stupid and hopelessly stupid, or... stronger than a strong man.

The old man twitched the corner of his mouth, as if nothing had happened, and continued to sweep with a broom.

"Sure, I can't see that your acting skills are so good." Wang Xiping took Yin Jingling to sit down, and lowered his voice: "The expressions and movements just now are quite in place, not bad, not bad, one-tenth of mine."

The veins on Yin Jingling's forehead twitched, no matter how you think about it, this kind of praise is not pleasant.

"It's a pity that your body movements were too stiff just now, you should show the shyness of a little girl..."

"I'm not a little girl!"

While chatting, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "Number [-]! Number [-]! Where is Number [-]!"

A young man stood up from the people on the bench. It could be seen that he hadn't had a good rest recently. His face was pale and bleak, and there were dark circles under his eyes. It was obvious that he hadn't rested for a while.

Wang Xiping noticed that the man's fingertips were still trembling slightly, as if he was very frightened.

"here."

"Come here, pick the table yourself!" The voice that called out did not show any emotion, "Be careful not to pick the wrong table."

The young man flinched, his eyes wandering in front of the three tables.

"What will happen if you pick the wrong one?" Wang Xiping murmured, but was overheard by the people next to him.

"Brother, are you new here?" The person who responded to Wang Xiping was a man in his twenties, with sly eyes and cunning eyes: "Don't you know the rules of Qingmutang?"

Wang Xiping became interested: "Did you tell me?"

"Hey, if this is not an experienced person, others really don't know." The man blinked his mouse eyes and said mysteriously: "I called you, you have to find out whether you are going to kill me or not." Who, find out if that person is an official, but you picked a county magistrate as that table—" He raised his chin at the last and most expensive table: "You have to find someone killed."

"Huh?" Wang Xiping was a little dumbfounded: "What else is there to say?"

"Isn't it? This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is... If you say a name that corresponds to the grade written on this table, but if you can't pay, Qingmutang will Tell that person about it, and that person can kill you back at half the price."

Wang Xiping pondered for a while before he figured out the rules: "What does this mean? If you make a mistake, you'll be gone. Why bother to fight back?"

"Brother, it really is a newcomer." The mouse man chuckled twice: "Qingmutang doesn't do things like returning empty-handed, even if you pick the wrong table, you can't say who you want to kill, Qingmutang can kill you directly , you still have to give them the money.”

Yin Jingling gasped: "So overbearing?"

The mouse man looked Yin Jingling up and down, his eyes shot an uncomfortable brilliance: "Looking at you, could it be that this little lady was bullied by someone?"

Yin Jingling frowned.

Wang Xiping immediately pretended to be devastated, and nodded: "Well, I'm just this girl, but I don't want her to meet that heartbroken man... Hey, what can I do? I want to take revenge if I throw everything away! "

"Hey, what a pity for the parents of the world." The mouse boy clicked twice.

"What about you, buddy? Why are you here?" Wang Xiping changed the subject.

"Oh, me," the mouse man put his hands behind his head, squinting his eyes: "It's not a big deal, it's just that some time ago, I drank flower wine, robbed a girl, and got into a fight with the son of some shit Shangshu."

"Shangshu?"

"I forgot whether it was the Minister of War or the Minister of Rites. Anyway, the other party has made it difficult for me for two months. How can I swallow this breath?"

(End of this chapter)