Urban Miracle Doctor

Zhang Hao said loudly. However, he was very clear in his heart that the old man in front of him was looking for Lin Tian. However, how could he betray Lin Tian and call him over?    

"You don't know?"    

Zhao Fanhong sneered.    

He took a step forward, but it was as if he had traveled a long distance. In an instant, he arrived in front of Zhang Hao. He stretched out his withered hand and lifted up Zhang Hao's sturdy body.    

"You're not the first or the last one to play tricks on me."    

Zhao Fanhong's voice was ice-cold, and red light flickered in his eyes.    

"Ugh …"    

Zhang Hao's neck was stuck, and he was unable to breathe properly. In just a short moment, his face had already turned purple.    

"I'll give you one last chance, call him over!"    

Boom — —    

With a loud shout, the surrounding walls began to shake, and the teacup on the table exploded. With a casual toss, he threw Zhang Hao against the wall.    

Puff!    

Zhang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood and bounced off the wall.    

"Call him in."    

Zhao Fanhong walked over and stepped on Zhang Hao's face under his feet, crushing him back and forth.    

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth. He wanted to fight back, but Zhao Fanhong's immense strength made him incapable of moving. He clenched his teeth tightly, and his bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at Zhao Fanhong.    

Li Mu was standing at the side. Just as he was about to rush over, he was suppressed by Zhao Fanhong's gaze and froze on the spot.    

"Mortal, you don't have the right to choose."    

"Only by submitting to the strong can you all have the right to continue."    

Too terrifying!    

Cold sweat rolled down Li Mu's forehead.    

In that instant, he felt as if he'd walked through the gates of hell.    

"Ding ding dong dong …"    

At this moment, Li Mu's phone suddenly rang. At some point in time, Li Shu had wanted to ignore the phone call, but there was a voice in his mind that kept shouting at him to pick up the phone.    

"Li Mu, someone is looking for trouble with you, right?"    

Lin Tian's indifferent voice floated out from his phone. In this quiet room, it was very clear.    

"Yes!"    

Li Mu shouted without thinking.    

Boom — —    

Just as he finished yelling, the phone suddenly exploded. Li Mu's ears and hands were all blown into a bloody mess.    

"Ah!    

He covered his ears and rolled back and forth on the ground.    

Zhao Fanhong lowered his hand and stared coldly at Li Mu as he slowly said, "Don't do anything unnecessary in front of me. I won't kill you, but it's too boring and I'm afraid of dirty hands."    

He used his spiritual energy to pierce through Li Mu's phone, but it wasn't for it to explode.    

Otherwise, the explosive power of the phone would have been enough to turn Li Mu's head into a pile of pieces.    

He looked at Zhang Hao, who was standing on the ground.    

With a sneer, he said, "The one who just spoke is the expert behind you, right?"    

"Order the coffin for him."    

"I will give him the cruelest way to die."    

Bang.    

After sending Zhang Hao flying with a kick, Zhao Fanhong walked to the sofa at the side. Looking at the steaming cup of tea, he raised a cup and was about to drink it.    

"Drinking other people's tea without an owner, don't you think that's rude?"    

A voice suddenly drifted in from outside the room.    

"Bang ~ ~ ~"    

The teacup in Zhao Fanhong's hand slid down. He looked in the direction of the door, and for the first time, a shocked expression appeared on his wrinkled and aged face.    

"For an old man to be so rude, he's really going back more and more."    

Lin Tian walked in and lightly shook his head. He then looked at Zhao Fanhong and said with a smile: "Zhao Xiaolong's master, it's not like you've been trying to kill me for a day or two. Now that you've come, have you left any last words?"