The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled bitterly: "He is in serious injuries. He loses too much blood and is almost in danger of life. However, we have bandaged his wounds and admired them for a while before we can be discharged from the hospital."

"He is so seriously injured?"

"It's much heavier than I thought! I don't quite understand how he managed to survive it?"

"Thank you, the doctor."

Xu Guangrong accompanied Song Jiacheng and Jin Dazhong, pushed Jin Zhenyu into the ward, leaving some disciples of the Seven Star Gang to guard here, and then walked out of the ward.

Now, it is already early morning.

Song Jiacheng and Jin Dazhong were not worried that Xu Guangrong could see any clues from Jin Zhenyu's body, because the injuries on Jin Zhenyu were real, they were injured by them, and they mastered the right measure. Anyway, with Jia Si Miao, he would help Jin Zhenyu heal the injury.

A very ordinary small hotel, this is a secret club of the Seven Stars Gang. Song Jiacheng and Kim Da-jong, Xu Guangrong walked in and saw Kim Junji with ropes tied to them in the basement. Now Kim Junji is covered in blood, and his mouth is stuffed with a ragged rag, looking very embarrassed.

Jin Dazhong spitted and cursed: "I interrogated him. This guy's mouth was very hard and he said nothing."

Xu Guangrong sneered: "Even if it's an iron mouth, I'll pry it open."

Next to the door of the basement, there was a table, a few chairs, and a sofa. Song Jiacheng and Jin Dazhong sat on the chairs. In a short while, someone brought wine and food to him. And Xu Guangrong, how could he have the intention to drink? He walked over, pulled off the rag from Jin Junji's mouth, and shouted: "Say, where is the Jin Longyu hiding?"

Kim Junji stared at Xu Guangrong fiercely and said nothing.

"You are seeking death."

Xu Guangrong kicked Jin Junji with a bang. Until he was tired of hitting, he pulled Jin Junji up and asked, "Tell me, did Jin Longyu ask you to sneak attack Xu Dongbin and Jin Junwoo?"

Jin Junji was beaten so hard that he was not very clear about his mind. When he heard Xu Guangrong ask such a question, he was stunned and squirmed with his mouth, but couldn't say anything. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but that Jia Si Miao used a silver needle to block his throat, and he couldn't speak at all.

"Hard-mouthed? I see how long you can be hard."

This made Xu Guangrong even more annoyed, and he even more fiercely and abused Jin Junji. Now, Jin Dazhong and Song Jiacheng who were drinking next to him were relieved, and were even more awe-in-comfortable and a little afraid of Jia Simiao. They were a little confused about how Jia Simiao asked Jin Junji to speak out and tell Jin Longyu's hiding place? Why didn't Jin Junji speak? It was like a god.

Those who know it are not difficult, and those who are difficult cannot.

In Jia Simiao's opinion, this is a very simple thing, this is the charm of traditional Chinese medicine!

"What will those Korean clinics still face them tomorrow?"

Sitting in the hall of the embassy in South Korea, Yin Huairou, Yu Chun, Shen Chong and others were confused. If someone closed the door directly, or said that the owner was not there, then no matter how good the medical skills were, it would be useless? After all, this place is in a foreign country, and they cannot be here for the rest of their lives. When they leave, they will continue to open their doors and open their business, and no one can do anything.

Jia Simiao smiled and said, "Don't worry about this. I think the Korean clinic will continue to open tomorrow, and will continue to bet with us."

He asked heavily: "Mr. Jia, seeing that you are so confident, you must have a solution, right?"

"You will know tomorrow."

"Is this still a silence?"

Yu Chun stretched out his waist and yawned, "It's so late, I'm going to sleep."

Chen Chong, Yin Huairou and others also dispersed and returned to the room. In the blink of an eye, Jia Simiao and Zheng Guofeng were left in the hall. Zheng Guofeng patted his shoulder, then picked his thumb, and turned around and walked away. What does it mean? Jia Simiao thought about whom to look for?

Of course, he wanted to find Shi Yanyan, but Shi Yanyan was too holy and might not be intimate with him? Then go find Yu Chun... This girl is so evil, and it is very likely that she has squeezed all his juices. The remaining person is Ye Qingzhu. Not to mention, being with her is really interesting.

Jia Simiao smiled. He was brave enough. He actually pushed the door open and walked into Ye Qingzhu's room. Ye Qingzhu sat cross-legged on the sofa, as if he had not seen him come in, but just quietly regulating the breath in his body.

"Qingzhu, aren't you sleeping yet?"

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"What kind of kung fu are you practicing? Are you a two-character pliers? It doesn't look like it. In fact, you should practice the kung fu of lifting your butts, so that you can practice the contraction force and give a feeling of clenching..."

It was obvious that Ye Qingzhu's breathing was a little rapid.

To bear it? I want to see how long can you bear it? Jia Simiao sat next to her, put his hand on her thighs naturally, and gently stroked it twice. Ye Qingzhu is now wearing that kind of casual outfit. Although it is said to be trousers, the legs of her trousers are loose and soft. When you touch it this way, you can feel the tightness of her thighs very strongly.

The more he touched, the more his hand slid upwards. Even the gods couldn't stand his teasing? Ye Qingzhu suddenly waved his arm, and the dagger swept across Jia Simiao's back neck.

Jia Simiao raised his right hand and directly clamped the sharp blade of the dagger with two fingers. This was a completely subconscious reaction. Even he felt strange. How could he have such a reaction? Could it be that this is a state of kung fu? If he had known this, he would have to have sex with Shi Yanyan even if he had been begging for nothing.

In that way, in Wenren Villa in Huizhou, he, Luo Daolio, Liu Gaochan and others besieged Yuchi Jingxiu without such a big trouble. In front of so many people, he went up and settled Yuchi Jingxiu in a few seconds. What kind of glory is it? Alas, it was a pity that he missed such an opportunity to show his face in vain.

Ye Qingzhu's movements were like a storm, without stopping at all, and the dagger was pinched. She didn't even hesitate, and immediately let go of the dagger, jumped out of her cuff, and stabbed Jia Simiao's neck again. At the same time, she stretched her legs and crossed her waist, and the dagger in her left hand also stabbed her.

How cruel! Is this murder of your own husband?

Jia Simiao grabbed the dagger and stretched it upwards, blocking the dagger in her right hand. Then, he tilted his neck, and the dagger in her left hand almost slashed his neck, and even several hairs fell off.

Two daggers blocked one and dodged one. His body... still clamped her legs tightly. They said they were two-character pliers, right? Women, can you not be so stubborn and gentle? Jia Simiao suddenly went backwards and hit Ye Qingzhu's nose.

Ye Qingzhu reacted very quickly, and her body was like a snake, and she also leaned backwards. However, the bridge of her nose still scratched Jia Simiao's head, which was sore. Her two daggers attacked her again. Jia Simiao clamped her hands left and right, and grabbed her wrist.

"Ye Qingzhu, are you considered assassinating me? If I subdued you, it would be a once?"

"I must kill you."

It seems that this is a one-time thing? When Jia Simiao thought of lying on her weak and boneless body, he was so excited! He was very disadvantaged when sitting in this position. He was in front, and she was behind him, and he couldn't see her movements? Jia Simiao always liked to take the initiative.

His hands suddenly exerted force and he suddenly fell forward.

Ye Qingzhu's body rose into the air, flew over Jia Simiao's head, and fell to the ground. Her body turned over in the air, and her legs kicked towards Jia Simiao's face. If she hit it,... Jia Simiao was not afraid of being injured, because she was afraid that her feet would bring bad luck to her.

He leaned back and Ye Qingzhu slammed him firmly.

Ah? This... isn't this the sixteenth stance? Jia Si Miao clamped her arms, clamped her legs under her armpits, and shouted: "Ye Qingzhu, don't you admit defeat?"

Her legs were clamped, her arms and wrists were grabbed, and now she couldn't move. What should I do? If I admit defeat, she would have to be ravaged by him again. Whenever she thought about it, she couldn't tell what it felt in her heart, and she must be resisting it, but her body seemed to be uncontrollable, catering to Jia Si Miao's movements.

The more I thought about it, the more I became sad and angry. It happened that the postures of her and Jia Si Miao were... Such a 69-style was really convenient for her. Ye Qingzhu was annoyed and bit her hard according to his lower body.

Jia Simiao didn't want to practice any evil-repelling sword technique, and she didn't want to practice the Sunflower Book. If she bites it, she would probably be useless in this life. In a hurry, Jia Simiao curled up her knees and clamped her head. Now, she couldn't even bite her, and the two of them were deadlocked.

She was still struggling violently, and Jia Simiao shouted: "Ye Qingzhu, don't you admit defeat?"

Ye Qingzhu's face turned red, and her breathing seemed to be almost insufficient. She said angrily: "Jia Simiao, I...I must kill you."

"How can you kill me like this? If you say you admit defeat, I will let you go."

"Don't think about it."

When will you have to persevere in this way? You can't stay overnight, just like this, right? No, you have to think of a way... Huh? The two of them have the sixty-nine styles of this. Since she wants to practice the Sunflower Book, why can't she treat the other person's body with the same way? He bit her down on her lower body.
Chapter completed!