Rural Mad Doctor

Chapter 480 No Cooperation, No Killing

Seeing that Mao Ying had agreed, Sha Hu nodded: "Once the money is in my account, I can immediately accept any business from you!"

Mao Ying smiled slightly, but seeing Sha Hu cleaning his gun again, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

She is very confident in her appearance.

Both Ouyang Kang and his son are wealthy men who have had countless affairs with women, and they were all manipulated by them. How come this Sha Hu isn't a man?

She was somewhat unwilling, either feeling itchy and wanting to be attacked by the tiger, or feeling disappointed that her seduction had failed.

He asked another question:

"Mr. Shahu, do you think I'm pretty?"

Sha Hu didn't even look up: "Beautiful, but I'm more interested in the money!"

Good composure!

Mao Ying didn't necessarily want to be seduced by him; she just wanted to confirm that she really couldn't seduce this tough guy with her looks.

So he turned back and arranged for the money to be transferred to Sha Hu.

Not long after, Liu Jichang sensed something was wrong and went to Mao Ying's room:

"Miss Mao, Mr. Kang has gone to see me. If he goes out, he will call me!"

Mao Ying smiled and poured Liu Jichang a cup of tea: "Mr. Liu, please sit down. I have something to tell you."

Then, she quietly pressed a button on her phone to remind Sha Hu.

Liu Jichang sat down.

Mao Ying asked, "Mr. Liu, what do you think of the young master?"

Liu Ji smiled but didn't say anything, though his expression showed that he was too lazy to comment on this spoiled brat.

To praise him would be insincere, to criticize him would be impolite.

Mao Ying laughed too: "Yes, the handsome young master is not as wise as President Kang, but he is very generous and lavish. Anyone who works hard for him will definitely receive more than President Kang..."

Liu Jichang asked impatiently, "I asked you where President Kang went. I just took a break, and when I came out again, I didn't see President Kang. Answer me."

"President Kang is dead. He fell to his death during an argument with the handsome young master!"

Liu Jichang stood up and left: "Where is his body? I'll go see. I'll know if he accidentally fell to his death at a glance!"

Mao Ying quickly reached out to stop him: "The person is already dead, does it matter how he died? You work for the handsome young master, your pay should be doubled..."

Anger gradually rose on Liu Jichang's face: "Did you two conspire to kill President Kang?"

"This is an internal matter for the Ouyang family, and it has nothing to do with us outsiders. Now, Mr. Liu, tell me whether you're going to work with the handsome young master or not?"

"Hmph, I will not attach myself to a piece of trash, nor will I let a beast who killed his own father go unpunished. If he killed President Kang, I will help President Kang clean house!"

With that, Liu Jichang walked straight out.

I could hear a hissing sound behind my head.

He sneered and swung his hand to strike out.

The five bone-piercing nails that Mao Ying had thrown were knocked down by his palm strike.

Liu Jichang glared at Mao Ying angrily: "It seems you are the mastermind behind this. I knew that good-for-nothing Ouyang Junnan didn't have the guts to kill his father and seize power!"

Mao Ying immediately fired five more bone-piercing nails, shouting, "If you don't cooperate, you'll only face death!"

Liu Jichang dodged four bullets, caught one, and looked at it, surprised:

"The Black Wind Society's hidden weapons from Japan, you are..."

"Wada Kayo!"

"Kayo Wada, one of the Four Beauties of Black Wind? You Japanese dog, you actually infiltrated Hong Kong and mainland China? What are your intentions?"

Mao Ying drew a short knife from her waist and charged forward:

"Asking this is useless now; you must leave with your life today!"

Liu Jichang cursed, "You? You think you're worthy to kill your Master Liu?"

He reached out and grabbed her knife.

Based on Liu Jichang's discerning eye as a Divine Realm expert, even if this woman was skilled, she was no match for him.

But when he was channeling his energy to make a move, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen.

He almost had his finger cut off because he couldn't hold onto the knife properly.

Liu Jichang involuntarily took a step back, taken aback:

"You poisoned the tea?"

However, I had some doubts and didn't drink the tea in large gulps; I only took a small sip.

Mao Ying sneered, "Why would you need to poison the tea? This room is full of poison gas right now."

Only then did Liu Jichang notice a faint fragrance in the room.

I used to think that girls' rooms naturally smelled of perfume, but now I realize that Mao Ying had planned this all along, just to plot against me.

She took the antidote herself, and the poison gas only harmed Liu Jichang.

When I get anxious, I feel even more pain in my chest and abdomen, making it difficult to muster the energy to fight.

He wanted to leave, but Mao Ying blocked the doorway.

Liu Jichang gritted his teeth, kicked a chair away, smashed the window, and was about to leap out.

"Bah"

A gunshot rang out from the window of the building across the street.

A bullet came at supersonic speed.

The sound was heard, and the bullets had already arrived.

In other words, Liu Jichang possesses the reaction ability of a god, and his divine sense reacts the moment the bullet leaves the barrel.

A protective aura arose spontaneously, creating resistance.

Even though Sha Hu's bullets could penetrate iron armor, they were still momentarily blocked by the airflow of his protective energy. The bullets only pierced his shoulder, and then the muscle contraction generated elasticity, which actually caused the bullets to slide away.

Liu Jichang only suffered a cut on his shoulder, a superficial injury.

However, it was also this shot from Sha Hu that cut off Liu Jichang's escape route through the window.

Because the Fiend Tiger had fired repeatedly, Liu Jichang dared not engage again and quickly retreated.

He knew he had been poisoned and could not afford to delay for even a moment.

He kicked the several-hundred-pound desk, sending it flying towards Mao Ying at the door, before slamming his body against the wall.

Mao Ying didn't dare to take the heavy desk head-on, so she ducked down and flew across it, skimming the ground.

Avoid the writing desk.

However, taking advantage of her momentary lapse in concentration, when she had no time to stop him, Liu Jichang crashed through the wall.

For an ordinary person, it would take an hour or two to smash a hole in this wall with a sledgehammer, but for a powerful expert in the Divine Realm, destroying it is as easy as crushing decay.

If he hadn't been poisoned, he wouldn't have let Mao Ying escape so easily.

He smashed through the wall, hoping to escape down the corridor.

But then a flash of cold light appeared, and a black longsword as thin as a finger was aimed straight at his brow.

The ferocity of their attack shocked Liu Jichang.

It is much faster and stronger than Mao Ying's.

Liu Jichang dodged, but was a little too slow, and his left ear was grazed by the sword wind and shattered.

"Ah! Who is it?"

Liu Jichang took a step back and looked closely. In front of him was a cloud of black mist, and there was no one there!

Just then, a "chirp" sound came from behind.

He didn't have time to turn around and quickly dodged again. His clothes ripped open with a "rip" sound, leaving a two-foot-long tear in the back.

If you are even a step too slow, your back will be ripped open.

Looking back, there was another swirling cloud of black mist.

Damn it, is this some kind of ghost?

A black longsword flashed within the black mist, its tips trembling as if a dozen swords were attacking simultaneously.

"Ninja?"

At this moment, Liu Jichang thought of Mao Ying's identity, so the other party was most likely a ninja master from the Black Wind Society!

Without thinking twice, he exerted all his strength and mobilized all his internal energy.

A thin mist instantly enveloped his body.

He drew a semicircle with his right hand, pulled it behind his head, and then threw a powerful punch.

A giant fist-shaped shadow detached from the fingers and struck the cloud of black mist.

The force of the punches was deafening, dust billowed up from the surrounding walls, and even the ceiling lights shattered.

With a tremendous force, the opponent's black mist was blown away.

What appeared was not a burly giant, nor a masked ninja dressed in black, but a beautiful woman in a kimono.

Although she was a woman, she had a murderous look on her face.

His phoenix eyes were upturned, and they gleamed with a fierce light.