The Miraculous Doctor of the Female President, Abandoned Young Master

Zhao Tianhe could no longer restrain the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "I have given you a chance to talk about peace, but you have repeatedly provoked me, do you really think that my Zhao family is afraid of you?"

"Boom!"

Dozens of elite guards from the Zhao family spread out and surrounded Su Chen.

Zhao Tianhe's face was gloomy, and he said righteously: "I will give you one last chance, let my son go, and save your life!"

Su Chen ignored it, and with a twitch of his leg, Zhao Feng turned over and sat up.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"You are greedy for beauty, you act recklessly, and you can't even control your lower body, then I will help you!"

Speaking of this, Su Chen pinched his fingers and touched a few of Zhao Feng's important acupuncture points.

Zhao Feng's face turned pale from fright, and he yelled in panic, "My lower body is numb and I don't feel it anymore, what should Dad do?"

When Zhao Tianhe heard it, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said: "Don't mess around, we will pay you how much you want! But you are not allowed to hurt my son!"

Su Chen glanced at him, and said coldly: "As I said just now, you can't lose any money, and I want people too."

Immediately, Su Chen raised his right foot suddenly, and stepped on Zhao Feng's lifeblood.

"Pfft!"

The mass of filth was completely shattered.

However, Zhao Feng couldn't feel any pain.

The pain in his lower body has long been blocked by Su Chen.

I can only watch the man's capital turn into a pile of rotten meat like this,

That kind of psychological pain made Zhao Feng unbearable.

The root of life has become mud, and there is no possibility of reconnecting it.

For a man, this is worse than killing him.

He yelled, his heart ached.

Zhao Feng's face was pale, trembling, pointing at his blood-drenched lower body, weeping: "Dad, it's gone, the root of life is gone, I'm not a man anymore!"

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Tianhe had no time to stop it.

He didn't expect that Su Chen would dare to harm his son in such a way in front of his face.

It was about to collapse on the spot.

His face was flushed, and he pointed at Su Chen and shouted loudly: "You bastard, you want to die, I will never stop with you!"

The family enshrined, the guards roared, and rushed towards Su Chen with various weapons in their hands.

It was about to drown Su Chen.

Su Chen took his time and stepped lightly with one foot.

The water of the hot spring splashed.

Like a sharp sword, stab those guards straight.

"Puff puff!"

Every drop of water became a weapon in Su Chen's hands, easily piercing through the body of those guards.

On average, each person has more than a dozen blood holes.

Before they could react, they all passed out on the ground.

The courtyard, which was originally extremely noisy, became quiet in an instant.

Only the sound of blood gushing out from the body of those guards could be heard.

Very creepy.

At this time, there are only two personal offerings left before Zhao Tianhe.

They stood in front of Zhao Tianhe tremblingly, not daring to go forward.

Because of the disparity in strength, they will surely die if they go up.

Zhao Tianhe was frightened.

Kicked the iron plate.

The strength of the young man in front of him far exceeded his imagination.

He hurriedly retreated: "Go up to me, stop him, hurry up!"

However, these two innate priests did not obey Zhao Tianhe's order at all.

Frightened, he didn't even have the courage to resist, so he dropped his weapon, turned around and ran away.

At this time, Zhao Tianhe became the polished commander, and there was no one available around him.

Su Chen's face was indifferent, and he kicked Zhao Feng who was already in a daze.

"Oh!"

Zhao Feng is dead!

"I have accepted the order, now it's time to talk about the money!"

Zhao Tianhe, who was still aggressive just now, was completely shocked.

Sitting on the ground, limp all over, he didn't even have the strength to escape.

In a blink of an eye, more than 100 guards all fell here, with blood everywhere, like purgatory.

Su Chen, on the other hand, was like a god of killing who had returned from hell, ruthless and unrivaled.

Seeing Su Chen walking step by step, Zhao Tianhe finally regained consciousness.

He kicked back and shouted loudly, "Old Ancestor, save me!"

"boom!"

A tyrannical breath came over in an instant.

Cold, bloody.

In a moment of Su Chen's thought, his true energy turned into a gangster.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Countless extremely small blood needles hit the true essence shield and fell to the ground.

In an instant, it was already thick.

"Hey, there is a little way, but it can stop my bloodthirsty frenzy!"

A tall, bloody figure appeared at the door.

He grabbed two corpses in his hands and threw them directly to the ground.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the two congenital priests who escaped just now.

"Traitor, don't stay!"

Zhao Tianhe looked up, breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly knelt down on the ground.

"Old Ancestor, you have to make the decision for me. This bastard killed my son and even put me to death. Please suppress him."

The moment the ancestor appeared, Su Chen felt something in his heart.

Su Chen looked at him, and he looked at Su Chen.

The two looked at each other, and they both felt very familiar.

The ancestor looked Su Chen up and down, feeling the fluctuation of his body's aura, which became more and more familiar, but he couldn't confirm his identity for a while.

Su Chen recognized him, and said with a sneer, "Rong Wanli, long time no see!"

Rong Wanli!

The ancestor of the Rong family of the lower class family.

In Jianghai Li's house, the master of the incarnation killed by Su Chen returned from the Jedi.

Rong Wanli looked at Su Chen suspiciously: "You know me?"

Su Chen said indifferently: "You are so confused, you can't even remember this.

Do you still remember Rong Sanyuan?Your useless junior is still begging you to save him when he is dying! "

When Rong Wanli heard it, he immediately remembered everything.

A few months ago, one of his avatars was destroyed in the Jedi, and the last breath he sensed was Su Chen's breath.

No wonder it's so familiar.

He was furious, and stared at Su Chen: "It turned out that you killed Sanyuan, and I was going to find you, so you threw yourself into the trap, hum, nasty boy, let me see where you are going to escape today!"

Su Chen responded forcefully: "Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Just in case, Su Chen tied Qin Wanyue to his back to improve his condition to the best.

After all, this time is not an incarnation, but a real grand master of fifth-grade consummation!

Facing a strong enemy, instead of being timid at all, Su Chen was very excited.

With his current means, only fighting against a master like Rong Wanli is worth going all out for.

"Arrogance! You, an ant in the innate realm, dare to be so arrogant in front of me."

Rong Wanli walked forward slowly, tapped his feet, and the overflowing true energy rippled like ripples, spreading out in circles.

The icy bloody aura completely enveloped the world.

The spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth was completely squeezed out and could not be absorbed at all.

But Rong Wanli was like a duck to water in this bloody aura.

Blood Fiend Domain!

Within this domain, Rong Wanli is the absolute master.

"Boy, I won't let you die easily, I will suck your blood little by little!"

Su Chen confronted him tit for tat, and said proudly: "You want to kill me? You are still far behind! You couldn't do it before, and you can't do it now!"

Thinking of his avatar being killed by this innate kid.

Rong Wanli felt very ashamed.

His eyes were cold and blood red, he said no more, his hands formed seals, and a fiery red energy ball suddenly formed.

The energy ball was the size of a baseball, and the blood-colored flames burned the air until it twisted.

The crackling sound was like thunder and deafening.

It is hard to imagine that the energy contained in such a small ball is so powerful.

Rong Wanli suddenly threw it at Su Chen and shouted loudly.

"Blood flames burn the sky!"

Su Chen didn't dodge, nor did he use a weapon to forcefully shake him.

Instead, like Rong Wanli, his hands formed seals, and a yellow ball of light the size of a football quickly formed in his hands.

One is the size of a baseball, the other is the size of a football, the contrast is strong!

How can it be?

Although the appearance is different, the method is exactly the same.

Rong Wanli didn't expect that Su Chen would do this trick, and he was even better than him!

"You can't do it, look at me!"

Su Chen pushed lightly, and the yellow light ball quickly met the blood cell.