Urban Medical God’s Crazy Son-in-law

I have always felt that this junior brother is a person with a good temper and personality.

Even though Chen Xin'an always teased him, in his heart he always felt that this junior brother was very good.

A thoughtful tongue and a gentle personality were qualities he lacked.

But when facing the Da Ying people, this guy seemed to have become another person.

Chen Xin'an didn't know why, because he also didn't like the Japanese people.

No, he doesn't like all foreigners.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

This is the truth that Yao Zhifeng had already instilled in him when he was eight years old.

In a sense, the woman who wanted to die was more hateful than those Da Ying people.

Because traitors are always more worthy of death than enemies!

Everyone returned to the Grand Hotel and sent Takanashi Shizuka back to 6507.

Yamasuke Kojiro has also woken up. It seems that he has been dealt with again and is quite depressed.

Luo Qianhe touched his forehead and said to Chen Xin'an: "He has a fever! He will die if this continues.

He was injured and had to be sent to the hospital for surgery! "

"What the hell!" Chen Xin'an curled her lips and said to him: "Let's work together, I'll use acupuncture and you will use medicine, and let him carry it for half a month!"

Luo Qianhe looked puzzled and asked Chen Xin'an: "Why don't you just kill him?

With this woman here, he is useless! "

"Who said that?" Chen Xin'an grinned and asked him: "You don't really think that I left these two people alive to get some information from them, do you?"

Luo Qianhe asked with surprise: "Isn't it?"

Chen Xin'an laughed, shook her head and said, "Junior brother, you are so childish and cute!

Do I need to know their confession?

The purpose of these Da Ying people coming to China is nothing more than to cause destruction or to make money.

The patterns are just different!

Why do I know so much detail?

All I have to do is make them spit out what they eat.

Of course, it is impossible to vomit as much as you eat.

Maybe a little bit of vomiting is also very good.

If one person vomits a little, if a hundred people from Ying Dynasty come, how much will they have to vomit?

There is more than one big tank! "

Luo Qianhe covered his mouth and cursed at him: "Although I can understand what you mean, it still sounds disgusting..."

Chen Xin'an raised the corner of her mouth, looked at the two Japanese swordsmen in front of her and smiled: "Soon you will know how fragrant they are!

Let them both wake up and get dressed while I invite someone over. "

Chen Xin'an took out his mobile phone and made a call. After a while, Wang Yi and Du Yunyan came over.

He sent the video on his cell phone to Wang Yi in person and said to her: "Send it online in forty-eight hours."

Luo Qianhe asked with a strange look on his face: "Didn't you say they would give you money?"

"Yes!" Chen Xin'an raised her lips and smiled: "Does it have anything to do with me announcing it?

They just didn’t want me to hand it over to the radio and television department, and they didn’t say it was self-media.

Besides, am I, Chen Xin'an, someone who sells my conscience for money?

It can't be! "

Luo Qianhe's eyes twitched.

You really are not a person who sells his conscience for money. You have no conscience at all!

But I have to admit that He Tianxiong and his gang were so arrogant back then and offended someone like Chen Xin'an who acted unconventionally. They deserved to be unlucky!

Pointing to the two Japanese swordsmen who were tied to the chairs, Chen Xin'an said to Wang Yi: "Help us take a video and record it, and then send it to an overseas mailbox."

Wang Yi said angrily: "You think I have nothing to do? I have to take a photo of your wife at night..."

Chen Xin'an said to her: "Xi Ruo said, you are interested in the latest live broadcast equipment, but you are not willing to buy it because it is too expensive?

I'll help you take it to your room tomorrow. If there's anything else you need, tell me! "

"What do you mean?" Wang Yi looked at Chen Xin'an angrily and said, "Do you think I did this to get bribes from you, Chen Xin'an?

Do you think you can instruct me to be your worker if you have money?

Do you think giving me more than 80,000 yuan of live broadcast equipment will make me willing to do your bidding?

Chen Xin'an, let me tell you!

Yes! "

She immediately put on a smile, placed her hands on her chin in the shape of petals, winked at Chen Xin'an and said:

"Thank you Lao Tie for the big rocket!

Please give me a double click 666!

Love you so much! "

Chen Xin'an scolded her with a dark face: "If you keep talking nonsense here, I will silently beat you to death right now!"

Wang Yi's face fell, he rolled his eyes at Chen Xin'an and cursed: "It's so boring! Boring and violent man!"

Chen Xin'an was too lazy to pay attention to her, took out her mobile phone and said to Du Yunyan:

“Yunyan, how do you make this phone unable to be located or tracked?

I now need it to make international calls! "

Du Yunyan took Chen Xin'an's cell phone, studied it for a while, and said to him:

"If you want it to be permanent, let me take it back to the base and find professionals to make magic changes.

If it's temporary, I'll log in to a website and call the website's transfer number.

In this way, the IP can be hidden and cannot be traced, so it cannot be located! "

"Okay! You can help me operate it now and let me know when it's done." Chen Xin'an told her.

Turning around, he looked at the two Japanese swordsmen on the chair with a smile and said: "It's your turn now!

Tell me what I want to know, and tell me whatever I ask you.

Then I’ll call the organization behind you. I don’t want you to reveal too much, so I’ll quickly prepare to pay you for your life! "

Yamasuke Kotaro was in a daze. Every second he was sitting now was being tortured, making him miserable.

But he still had a tough mouth and shouted to Chen Xin'an: "Damn Chinese! Don't waste your efforts! I won't tell you anything!"

"You can't help but tell me!" Chen Xin'an sneered, took out the cloth bag from his body, and slowly spread it out on the table in front of him, revealing the shining silver needles inside!

After several injections were given to Yamasuke Kotaro's head and upper body, his entire upper body, including his head, turned into the color of pig liver.

Every piece of flesh on his face seemed to be enduring tremendous pain.

He originally thought that the severe pain in his lower body was the limit of what he could endure.

But the physical feeling at this moment made him realize that the pain before was nothing more than childish!

He began to howl like a human voice, and blood began to flow from his ears and nostrils.

Chen Xin'an said expressionlessly: "Do you know that the meridians in ancient Chinese martial arts are retrograde?

It's as if every pore on your body has a red-hot fine needle piercing it!

And the pain is doubled.

You'd better last a minute.

At that time, you can see the spectacular scene of blood oozing out of the blood holes all over the body!

Bring out some of the bushido spirit of Japanese warriors, I believe you can do it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yamasuke Kotaro howled loudly:

"Stop! I did it, I'm obedient!

Stop it quickly, you can do whatever you ask me to do, I really can't stand it anymore! "

Chen Xin'an's face darkened, and she slapped Yamasuke Kotaro on the face and cursed angrily: "You are slapping me in the face!

I also said you could last more than one minute, but now it’s only five seconds!

Where is the Bushido spirit of you Japanese people?

That's it?

I'm so disappointed! "

Wang Yi, who was recording the video, rolled his eyes fiercely, his hands and feet covered in cold sweat.

This bastard Chen Xin'an is really cruel!

She just watched from the side and couldn't bear to watch anymore.

Although the punishment was decent enough, it didn't look bloody and miserable.

But even a bystander can feel the huge and unbearable pain of the tortured person!

It's really terrible!