After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Chapter 447 I'm Just an Ordinary Student Who Can Fight Million Points

Seeing Fang Zhong coming out, the people from Ten Halls of the Promise Society immediately turned their attention to him.

Without further ado, one of the youths stepped forward and grabbed Fang Zhong by the collar and lifted Fang Zhong up, threatening: "You'd better contact me with Shui Yunfeng quickly, or I will kill you first!"

"You can't do this. Dr. Fang is the best doctor here. If something happens to Dr. Fang and Shui Yunfeng can't be contacted, then no one can save him." The nurse in a white coat begged hurriedly .

Fang Zhong frowned, grabbed the young man's hand, and looked at him with a gloomy expression.

The young man let out a pooh, let go of Fang Zhong's collar, and turned to look at Song Jing who was standing beside him without speaking, "What are you doing standing here?"

"You are blocking the road." Song Jing didn't want to mind any other business, and he didn't want to watch any excitement, but the people from Ten Hall of Wujihui blocked all the aisles that weren't that spacious, and she couldn't get through.

Song Jing's plain tone instantly stimulated the young man. The young man was in need of a punching bag right now. After hearing Song Jing's words, he went to grab Song Jing's hair without saying anything. Song Jing slightly raised his head back, and the young man stretched out The hand was empty, and the anger instantly rushed to Tianling Gai.

"You fucking dare to hide!" The young man gritted his teeth, his outstretched hand snapped, and the five fingers were instantly wrapped with sharp steel claws.

Metallized powers, which are relatively common among offensive powers.

The young man's fingers were metalized, heading directly towards Song Jing's lifeline, obviously wanting to kill her directly.

The reason why Song Jing refitted, acted in a low-key manner, and didn't want to attract too much attention, was not because she was afraid of anyone, but because she didn't want to cause unnecessary things to waste time.

When the other people around saw the young man's killing intent towards Song Jing, not only did no one stop him, but they all stood by and watched the show, and some even blew a whistle.

Song Jing's expression didn't change. When the young man's steel claws were grabbing his neck, he raised his hand to grab the young man's arm, pulled it forward slightly, and at the same time pushed his knee up, hitting the young man's abdomen.

The young man bowed in pain, Song Jing turned sideways, the young man fell to the ground, Song Jing raised his leg and stepped on the young man's head, only to hear a crack, a floor tile in the corridor cracked, and she stepped on it The young man on the ground was motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

This reversal came so fast that the people next to him didn't react at all. When they recovered from their daze, the young man had already fallen to the ground.

"You're courting death!" The others came to their senses and attacked Song Jing together.

Fang Zhong pulled the dumbfounded nurse back to the door of the office, and watched Song Jing trample all the people in Wuji Club Ten Hall to the ground.

Fang Zhong's eyes on Song Jing changed, "Aren't you an ordinary medical student?"

"No. I'm just an ordinary student." Song Jing didn't change his face, "Who are they threatening you to save?"

"The youngest son of the Elder of the Tenth Hall of the Promise Society." Fang Zhongdao: "We are doctors, and we will rescue any patient who is sent to the hospital, but that person's situation is special. We have no choice but to ask Shui Yunfeng for help."

"Oh." Then let him die.

Song Jing responded lightly, and walked away.

As she walked, she took her mobile phone and began to place an order for the experimental materials needed on the medical website.

The nurse in a white coat pointed to those people lying on the ground in fear, "Doctor Fang, what should we do with these people?"

All the people on the ground were beaten to death by Song Jing, Fang Zhong said with a cold face, "Let them lie down like this first! A group of bullying bastards, they deserve it!"

After Song Jing placed the order, he walked back to Hongmeng Hotel, bought some food on the way, and then knocked on the door of 702, but Shi Yan still didn't come back.

Song Jing frowned and dialed Zhong Shen's number.

Zhong Shen answered the phone relatively quickly, and Song Jing asked, "You guys haven't come out of Youjia Auction yet?"

Zhong Shen glanced at Shi Yan who was discussing matters with Xiao Wuxin, "The Holy Son is still discussing business with Miss Xiao, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Song Jing said, "You are busy with your work."

After Song Jing finished speaking, he hung up the phone, returned to 608, took out a pen and paper, and began to recall the experiment content in his parents' diary that he had seen before with his photographic memory.

Shi Yan glanced at Zhong Can, turned his gaze back, and said to Xiao Wuxin: "That's it for today, tomorrow I will go with you to see your property in Fengcheng."

"Okay." Xiao Wuxin nodded, raised his hand to brush the hair falling from his ears, "It's getting late, there is a restaurant next to Youjia Auction House, do you want to have dinner together?"

"No need." Shi Yan's voice was cold, and he got up and prepared to leave after talking about things.

Just now Zhong Shen took a look at him when he answered the phone call, it should be Song Jing who called him.

Song Jing should have returned to the hotel.

Xiao Wuxin also got up, "Why is the Holy Son so indifferent. Anyway, we are also a cooperative relationship now, and having a meal together should be a celebration of our cooperation."

"You can eat with Zhong Shen." Shi went out of the box.

Zhong Shen, who was still standing at the door and was suddenly called upon, immediately smiled, "Miss Xiao, I'd be happy to have dinner with you."

Xiao Wuxin didn't speak, the smile on his mouth faded, Shi Yan asked Zhong Shen, "Did Song Yan call just now?"

Zhong Shen nodded, Shi Yan didn't say anything, and walked out without even looking at Xiao Wuxin.

Xiao Wuxin tightly clenched the hand placed by his side, this Holy Son of Shenzong was really hard to get close to.

Zhong Shen chuckled, "Miss Xiao, shall we go have dinner together?"

Xiao Wuxin was not in the mood to have dinner with Zhong Shen, "I suddenly remembered that there are still some things that need to be dealt with, sorry." After saying that, he left.

Zhong Shen shook his head and muttered, "Should we be so realistic?"

Shi Yan ordered a lot of meals on the way back, and when the car arrived at the hotel gate, all the meals ordered in advance had already been delivered.

The person next to him carried the meal up, Shi Yan took a shower first and changed his clothes, in order not to arouse Song Jing's suspicion, he deliberately asked the people next to him to go down and call 608 Song Jing.

Song Jing sat cross-legged on the bed to write out the experimental data, and got up to open the door when he heard the knock on the door.

"Song Yan, Shengzi wants you to go to 702."

"Understood, thank you." Song Jing turned around and packed his notebook before going to 702.

The door of Room 702 was ajar, Song Jing pushed the door open and walked in, Shi Yan had already taken out the dinner he bought and placed it on the rectangular table.

"Is there something the Holy Son wants from me?"

"Eat first." Shi Yan set the table and chopsticks, "How long have you been back to the hotel?"

"Not long." Song Jing walked over and sat down, and glanced at the food on the table, all of which were her favorite flavors.

Is Shi Yan really thinking that she is stupid and easy to fool, thinking that all these preparations will not arouse her suspicion?

Shi Yan also sat down, "I don't know your taste, so I'll let people buy what I like, and you can eat whatever you want with me, so you don't have to be so particular about eating."

Haha, I already found an excuse.

Song Jing has a heavier taste in food, and prefers oily and spicy food, but the taste of Shiyan has always been relatively light, and he is not very accepting of spicy food.

"Then thank you, Holy Son, for the treat." Song Jing picked up his chopsticks, and picked up a slice of boiled meat covered with chili peppers. In the banquet bowl, he deliberately put the piece with the most chili peppers, "Holy Son likes to eat, Just eat more."

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