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There was a low shout, but few people heard it clearly.

But Hua Tianhua and the two were the closest to Wang Yi, but they suddenly felt a chill rising from behind.

But they didn't have time to think about it, after all, the palm strike was already on the string, so they had no choice but to send it.

In an instant, they had already attacked Wang Yi.

However, it didn't have the explosion effect they imagined.

what?
Huatian and Huadi didn't even say a word.

An indescribable sense of fear arises spontaneously.

Danger!

But their hands were already on Wang Yi, and they needed time to react if they wanted to evacuate.

Just as they were about to stop, they heard footsteps behind them.

All this happened in less than a split second, and they had no time to react.

Suddenly, I saw Wang Yi swinging a punch slowly, hitting Hua Tian in the chest.

Huadi wanted to turn around, but his body seemed to be frozen, and he didn't move with his mind at all.

Wang Yi punched Hua Di again.

Immediately after the pain came, their bodies moved instinctively.

But to no avail.

Soon, the sound of footsteps behind him completely reached his ears.

Out of the corner of the eye, Hua Tu ran towards them holding his palm high.

"do not--"

Before the word "moving" was spoken, the three of them bumped into each other.

Rumble!
The three of them formed a bunch.

They looked at Wang Yi, and the three pairs of eyes showed a look of horror.

"Who the hell are you? How can you be so strong?" Hua Tian's eyes burst out, and the eyeballs almost flew out of fright.

Unscathed, Wang Yi walked up to them in two or three steps, knelt down and looked at them.

"Where's Shanshan?"

Hua Tu's face changed suddenly, and he shouted, "Hua Dong, where did you get the bride?"

As soon as the sound came out, Hua Dong fell to his knees as if struck by lightning, his legs went limp.

Crawling behind Wang Yi, he hesitated and said: "Shanshan is in the attic."

Hearing this, Wang Yi thought Mo Zishan was being bullied, grabbed Hua Tu by the collar, and said angrily, "What did you do to her?"

Hua Tu was so frightened that he lost control of his feces and urine. Inside his shorts, two streams of yellow liquid flowed down his thighs.

Wang Yi frowned, and threw Hua Tu at Mo Zisheng's feet with his hands.

"He gave it to you."

After finishing speaking, Wang Yi quickly walked into the villa and came to the attic.

There was a knock on the door, and there was a burst of giggles from inside.

"Get out, even if I die, I won't be coerced by you."

It was Mo Zishan's furious voice.

But judging from her full of anger, she should not have been wronged.

Wang Yi couldn't help laughing: "You open the door first, I guarantee you will be happy."

Mo Zishan subconsciously reprimanded, "It's impossible to prescribe it for you..."

But before she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something.

"You... who are you?" She asked tentatively.

"I'm Wang Yi, please open the door." Wang Yi knew that Mo Zishan recognized his voice.

Mo Zishan opened a small gap, glanced at Wang Yi, and immediately exclaimed.

"Ah—it's really you!"

Open the door, jump on Wang Yi, hug his neck tightly, jumping and jumping.

When I looked at it again, I was sobbing, tears streaming down my face.

Wang Yi gently wiped the beauty's tears, and comforted him: "Don't cry, don't cry, am I here?"

"I thought I would never see you again." Mo Zishan hugged Wang Yi tightly, sobbing.

"I came over right away when I received your call." Wang Yi also hugged her tightly, giving her enough warmth.

They walked together and came outside.

"Now do you know what I'm going to give you?"

At this moment, Mo Zisheng was slapping Hua Dong's face fiercely.

"Is the slap delicious?"

"answer me?"

Hua Dong's face was already swollen into a pig's head, and when he answered Mo Zisheng, he was muttering and couldn't understand at all.

Seeing that Wang Yi and Mo Zishan came out safely, Mo Zisheng stopped.

Huadong crawled to Wang Yi's feet on his knees, tugged at Wang Yi's trouser legs, and burst into tears.

"Please, please forgive me, I won't dare again."

Mo Zishan raised her leg and kicked Huadong's forehead, leaving a delicate shoe print.

"Brother Xiaoyi, I want him to never touch women."

Naturally, Wang Yi could do it. A spiritual energy penetrated from the back of Huadong's head, and directly came to Huadong's body, destroying some functions.

From now on, Hua Dong can only be a person who doesn't move.

The kind that no one can cure.

Then Wang Yi and the others left.

As for the remaining matters, Chu Hengkong and the Patriarch of the Chu Family who came after him can take care of them.

The next day the entire provincial capital shook.

The Hua family, one of the three major families, disappeared overnight.

All property, through the hands of the empire, was sent to remote mountainous areas for the lives of poor children and women.

The Mo family and the Chu family reached a cooperation and supported the Mo family to become one of the new three major families.

Wang Yi, Mo Zishan, and Mo Zisheng returned to Jiangcheng together.

Mo Zishan continued his career, and Mo Zisheng began his journey to become an underground king.

After tossing and turning for three days, the sky was bright and clear, and the wind was smooth.

Wang Yi was attending the clinic in Jixintang when suddenly an old man dressed strangely came to the door with a half-grown child.

Before entering the door, he yelled, doctor help.

Fang Xianche quickly helped the old and the young to come in.

The current Jixintang is well-staffed. Not only are Liu Zhiyong and Shang Dongbi two genius doctors attending clinics, but also Shu Ya, Fang Xianche, Xiong Qiang and others are helping to make the small clinic flourish.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Shu Ya asked first.

But Wang Yi could tell at a glance that something was wrong with the old man.

Although he was dressed in tatters and exuded a strange smell, his eyes were healthy and energetic, and he didn't look like a sick person at all.

Even so, the old man seemed to have deliberately put on makeup on his face, making him look extremely pale.

"I'm not sick. It's my great-grandson. He's not well." The old man pushed the child to the front and replied hoarsely.

Shu Ya picked up the child and stood on a chair, asking Liu Zhiyong to take his pulse.

Originally they wanted Wang Yi to make a diagnosis, but Wang Yi sensed something tricky and asked them to take a look first.

As soon as he felt his pulse, Liu Zhiyong frowned and shook his head repeatedly.

"There is no vitality in the body, and it is already a rare thing in the world to be able to stand."

When Shang Dongbi came to check his pulse, he came to the same conclusion.

Wang Yi looked at the child again, his eyes were empty, lifeless on the surface, but he was able to walk.

He felt very strange.

Feeling like a child, like...

Like The Walking Dead.

"You can't figure out what the disease is?" the old man first asked in a low voice.

After confirming that Liu Zhiyong and others really didn't know, they suddenly raised their voices.

"Just you guys still running a clinic, it's a reckless disregard for human life."

Liu Zhiyong and the others were dumbfounded, not knowing where to start with this remark.

Since the opening of Jixintang, not to mention how much it has been cured, it can also be said that no mistakes have been made.

Now being accused for no reason, they are all unhappy.

"Why do you always say that?" Wang Yi came over and touched the child's hand.

Cold to the touch, like a dead man.

Perhaps feeling Wang Yi's extraordinaryness, the old man gave him an extra look.

He said coldly: "They all said that my great-grandson died, what do you think?"