Chapter 12

"What?! My brother hasn't recovered? "

"You're teasing me!"

"Do you know the consequences?"

Third master Lei's eyes were wide open and he spoke several words, but it was like thunder in Liu Jinli's ears!

"Cured, cured, I can wake up uncle angry knife now!"

Liu Jinli shook like chaff and hurriedly said that if he said he couldn't do it now, there was no doubt that he would die without a whole body!

At this moment, he finally realized that some money is not so easy to take!

The more than ten million yuan seemed to be strangled on his throat and tightened gradually!

Liu Jinli took Uncle Lei and his party to the angry knife hospital bed.

"Special, spell it!"

Liu Jinli gritted his teeth and pulled out the silver needle on the back of the angry knife in spite of Lu Yu's warning!

At this time, his heart went up to his throat, and he almost stopped breathing.

When the last silver needle was pulled out, the angry knife with closed eyes opened his eyes, a little confused in his eyes.

Hoo!

"Third Master Lei, fortunately, you can take the anger knife back!"

Liu Jinli wiped a cold sweat. Lu Yu must be scaring him!

Damn it, this dead lame, don't let me see you again. I'm scared to death!

"Nu Dao is a little weak and needs to be recuperated. I'll prescribe some nutritional medicine for him. He will soon be able to... Ouch!"

Liu Jinli was still selling human favor, but he was suddenly slapped by a slap. When he got up from the ground, he was scared to death!

I saw that angry Dao was ill again. He still hit people, and it was more serious than last time, because blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes!

"Director Liu, what's going on!"

Uncle Lei grabbed Liu Jinli, who wanted to escape, and his face was full of anger. In his eyebrows and eyes, there was a sense of killing.

"People... People are not cured by me..."

Seeing that Uncle Lei was already angry, Liu Jinli knew that he couldn't fool him, so he had to admit it with a cry.

"What!"

As soon as Uncle Lei's body stiffened, he slapped Liu Jinli in the face:

"How dare you lie to me? Wait to die!"

It is urgent to control the angry knife, otherwise the angry knife will go crazy for a long time and cause great damage to the body!

However, anger Dao is very terrible. After going crazy, it is invincible. There is really no good way for a time.

Suddenly, the originally militant angry knife sneezed, and then sneezed more than a dozen times in succession. The original blood red eyes slowly became clear.

"Third brother? Why are you here? Where am I? "

Angry knife scratched his head. He had completely recovered his consciousness. Looking at several people lying on the ground, he couldn't help wondering.

He seems to have completely forgotten that these people were knocked down by him.

"How are you?"

Uncle Lei is a little uncertain. He can't figure it out. How can it be better?

At this time, he smelled a smell of traditional Chinese medicine. After inhaling it into his body, he felt unprecedented calm and swept away his fatigue in recent days!

I saw several little nurses with a piece of incense in their hands, blowing the aroma of medicine to the angry knife with their mouth.

"Who gave you this?"

Uncle Lei hurried to the nurse and said hurriedly that he had a hunch.

"It's Lu Yu, our security guard. He said that if he was mad, he would light the medicine incense and let him recover."

"Lu Yu cured Nu Dao's disease. He also specially told us not to pull out those silver needles."

"You are against the sky. Believe it or not, I will fire you now!"

Liu Jinli's face was livid and he shouted at the top of his voice:

"That loser will cure a fart. He's a loser. I..."

"Shut up!"

Angry knife kicked Liu Jinli on the waist, and the latter was in pain.

"Did he cure me?"

"Yes... He cured it!"

Liu Jinli was sweating in pain and nodded quickly.