Chapter 1297: Chapter 1331: Grand Master of Traditional Chinese dicine
“Humph! I didn’t expect you to look so decent, but talk so viciously, so hurtful? Just like a gossipy woman. I really thought too highly of you back then!”
Wang Xiaomin was still fuming. The type of n she hated most in her life were those who spoke filth.
Those who usually put on a facade of integrity, a set on the surface, and another set behind the scenes, were the most disgusting.
Wang Xiaomin had seen many such people.
“Hey hey hey. I say, young lady, that’s enough boasting. You curse like this. I’ve apologized too. No need to be so sharp-tongued, right?” Lin Zifeng got anxious, pulled out a cigarette and lazily lit it in the car, then took a deep inhale slowly.
Girls like this need so disciplining. Proper teaching is needed to understand what is reasonable and fair.
Lin Zifeng had seen quite a lot of girls, but like Wang Xiaomin, who seek help and curse at the sa ti, he truly had seen very few.
Damn it, is seeking help so self-righteous now?
“Sharp-tongued? I call this sharp-tongued? Is it you or I who is sharp-tongued?”
Wang Xiaomin was on the brink of arguing with Lin Zifeng.
“Alright, I’m wrong. I apologize for what happened earlier, is that okay now?” Lin Zifeng was speechless, this girl is truly a rarity, more peculiar than himself.
“The attitude is acceptable, but the tone feels a bit forced. It shows you are insincere in your apology.”
“What! I’ve apologized, and it’s still forced? I’m forcing you…”
Geez! Do you want to trot over and beg on my knees? Lin Zifeng felt his balls ache.
“Are you trying to be sharp-tongued again?”
Wang Xiaomin hated n who were hypocritical like this the most. If she hadn’t wanted to prove Lin Zifeng’s dical skills to her father, she wouldn’t bother with this man.
Knowing the nightclub incident, Wang Xiaomin preferred not to ntion it.
If known, it would cause great harm to her reputation, possibly leaving an indelible stain on her life.
“Uh, I say, Wang girl, you call every two days, there must be a reason, right?”
“The reason is simple, just want you to et my father and show your dical skills to him, that’s it.”
Feeling she had the upper hand, Wang Xiaomin was overjoyed.
She thought, actually, this guy is quite cute, just sotis too unique, a bit rude in words, a bit reckless in behavior, a bit frivolous, a bit hypocritical… Uh, seems like this guy doesn’t have any advantages after all!!!
“Really?” Lin Zifeng asked.
“Yes.”
Wang Xiaomin replied, secretly triumphant, knowing Lin Zifeng was likely agreeing.
“Okay, but I have one condition.”
“What condition, tell .”
“After I et your father, I hope you won’t bother anymore. Because I’m already married!”
Lin Zifeng loudly declared like reading from a script.
“…”
The other end of the phone was silent.
Lin Zifeng thought, would this girl imdiately hang up her phone, did she seek him not for her father but just to hit on him? Damn! I’m so handso, uh, hehe, it’s quite normal to be hit on. Lin Zifeng indulged in a little narcissism.
“Pfft～” Wang Xiaomin, who had been holding back her laughter, couldn’t help but burst into giggles.
“I say, brother, can we change the topic? I really can’t handle your kind of dark humor. What does your marriage have to do with ? I just wanted to take you to et my father, you really overthought it.”
On the phone, Wang Xiaomin laughed so hard she couldn’t straighten her waist.
After the relentless blow, Lin Zifeng didn’t speak, just hung up the phone.
Because～ he was embarrassed.
“Beep beep～”
Ten seconds later, Wang Xiaomin hurriedly sent a ssage to Lin Zifeng, arranging to et at xx hotel, hoping Lin Zifeng wouldn’t be late. Otherwise, she’d keep calling every day to bother him.
“Damn it, this slap in the face isn’t just slightly painful.” After flicking his cigarette butt, Lin Zifeng made no delay, sent a ssage to Nangong Bing, and drove straight toward the hotel Wang Xiaomin arranged.
Before leaving, Lin Zifeng checked through his perspective vision. Every night, the handso guy almost sleeps at the top of the villa, watching everything below.
Seems like having such a Sub-Saint Realm watchdog is truly great.
…
After nightfall, following the Blood Killing Order from the Nantian Gang, all forces in the South District were occupied and didn’t dare make a move. You know, after Nantian Gang unified Zhonghai, there were still small gangs present, precisely because of these small gangs, if any major event happened, these small gangs would be the first to be used as cannon fodder by the Nantian Gang, rcilessly sacrificed.
Night venues closed, bath centers shut down, casinos folded, almost all forces received the news imdiately, staying indoors, not going out.
Even so of the most active young flunkies and mixed gangsters were scared to stay ho and watch Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf!
Only after Lin Zifeng parked the car in the garage did he realize sothing seed amiss outside today, but couldn’t pinpoint what’s wrong, so he ignored it all.
Instead, he headed towards one of the most famous hotels in Zhonghai.
Wang Xiaomin’s father, Wang Chongyang, was a leading figure in the field of Chinese dicine, known as the Ghost Hand Needle King. He was one of the martial arts world’s four geniuses in Chinese dicine!
His divine needle technique was so miraculous that almost no one in the martial arts world had more powerful acupuncture techniques.
Because such a person wanted to et him personally, it inevitably created so minor psychological pressure for Lin Zifeng.
As a business giant, uh, wrong, soone like us licking blood from the knife’s edge, can’t really be called a business giant.
On a bigger scale, a business tycoon is about right.
Following the box number Wang Xiaomin gave, Lin Zifeng didn’t ask the waiter for directions, instead, found the box himself.
At this mont, the box was peaceful, Wang Xiaomin and her father were sitting inside, chatting while waiting for Lin Zifeng to appear.
Yet, minutes and seconds ticked away, but there was still no sign of Lin Zifeng, which left Wang Xiaomin feeling a bit frustrated, was this guy intentionally trying to stand her up again?
However, the most miraculous thing was that the room Hawke Martin was staying in was the floor above Wang Xiaomin’s box!
“Knock knock knock～”
First confronting a leading figure in the field of Chinese dicine, Lin Zifeng’s heart was indeed sowhat uneasy.
After all, there was a taboo in the martial arts world, don’t kill doctors, aning doctors held a very high status in their minds.
(Here’s the fifth update, today Huahua took a day off, wrote two extra chapters for everyone, uh, upstairs, please boost the recomndation and monthly tickets!)
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