The Personal Physician of the Female President

Chapter 30
The middle-aged man with the scar had a gloomy complexion, his eyes full of hostility.

He never thought that he would suffer in Chen Feng's hands. When he received the order to kill such a little-known little guy like Chen Feng, he was still a little bit reluctant at first, thinking that the murderous intent would be useless, but at this moment, he I finally understood why the man asked him to come forward.

This kid is not only as simple as having two strokes, but also not weak.

If the experience of facing the enemy in front of the battle is richer, then the outcome of today's battle may really be uncertain.

However, if that was the case, he could only say sorry, that young man's life was really decided by him.

He waved his hand and patted the place hit by Chen Feng, the middle-aged man with the scar smiled coldly, his eyes staring at Chen Feng were stern, and the contempt in his words never faded.

"Boy, I didn't expect that your strength is not weak, but that's all. Next, I will make a serious move!"

Chen Feng's heart trembled, and he put all his mind on alert.

If it is true as the middle-aged man with the scar said, he didn't take the previous confrontation seriously at all, and he really showed his full strength at this moment, then how will he face it next?

Before, he was panic-stricken like a bereaved dog.

Looking around, Chen Feng was already thinking of quitting, he was not so rigid, he ran away if he couldn't beat him, it was not unacceptable.

If he couldn't beat him and continued to confront that middle-aged man with the scar, wouldn't that be his own death?

His intention was seen through by the scarred middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man with the scar shook his head, and a smile actually appeared on his face.

"Boy, do you think you can escape from me? Don't dream, fleeing without fighting will only make your death even more undignified. As a warrior, don't you feel ashamed?"

Chen Feng was startled, and turned his head to meet the gaze of the middle-aged man with scar.

The contempt that the scarred middle-aged man never concealed made Chen Feng's anger that had been silent in his heart surge once again. Since he couldn't escape, he could only fight.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

Chen Feng squinted his eyes, and the true energy in his dantian surged again regardless of consumption. He felt the astonishing power spreading from his body, and he let out a loud shout.

With the shout out of his mouth, his body shot out like a cannonball, his fists clenched tightly, and he bombarded out, regardless of his own injuries.

Scar's middle-aged body retreated slightly, choosing to avoid the edge temporarily.

Chen Feng's strength is still very strong, and if he were to give in to him face to face, he might not really be Chen Feng's opponent.

How could he, who has rich experience in fighting against the enemy, use his own weaknesses to collide with Chen Feng's strengths, his body retreated rapidly, and then turned slightly to the side, trying to avoid Chen Feng's attack.

Once Chen Feng's attack falls to the empty space, it is bound to be exhausted. At that time, it is the time for him to fight back to kill Chen Feng.

But in the next scene, the complexion of Scar's middle-aged man suddenly changed drastically.

Chen Feng's body changed direction strangely in the void. The middle-aged man with the scar wanted to avoid Chen Feng's attack, but Chen Feng's attack was like a tarsal maggot.

When the scarred middle-aged man thought he had avoided Chen Feng's attack, Chen Feng's body changed direction directly, and the two powerful fists were still heading towards the scarred middle-aged man.

The strength of Chen Feng's punches has already been learned by the middle-aged man with the scar.

Now his body was still aching, how could Chen Feng's fists be allowed to touch him again.

He continued to back away, without even the time to dodge.

However, between advancing and retreating, it seemed that Chen Feng was in the same situation as the first time he fought. Although the body of the middle-aged man with the scar was flexible, it was completely useless. However, under the continuous pursuit of Chen Feng, his momentum became even stronger. ferocious.

Feeling that Chen Feng was a little faster than him, the scarred middle-aged man felt awe-inspiring, and glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.

The only thing he can do now is to learn from Chen Feng's previous actions and make a hedge.

His back speed suddenly increased, and his target was the big tree behind him. With the help of the recoil force that the big tree could give him, he started a counterattack against Chen Feng.

Other than that, there is no other way.

boom!
The two collided with each other, Chen Feng came prepared, and the middle-aged man with the scar was also prepared to fight back.

He and Chen Feng backed up at the same time, and the dagger in their hands was blown away by the tremendous force.

His arms were numb, and there was a sharp pain in his fists.

After retreating a few steps, the scarred middle-aged man raised his leg against the big tree behind him, barely standing still. As for Chen Feng, his body directly retreated more than ten steps.

After removing the huge force from the fists, the boiling blood in Chen Feng's body calmed down a little.

He raised his eyes, and once again locked on the scarred middle-aged man, he couldn't see the cold dagger in the scarred middle-aged man's hand, and he felt relieved.

His strong bombardment made Scar Middle-aged's dagger completely useless. During the collision, the dagger was sent flying, and Scarred Middle-aged became a wolf without minions in Chen Feng's eyes.

Now that there are no minions, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Chen Feng's confidence increased greatly, he reached into his arms, took out two pills and stuffed them directly into his mouth, feeling the tingling sensation from the joints on the back of his hands due to the effect of the medicine, he was determined.

Without hesitation, it bombarded up again.

Chen Feng has absolute sanity. After losing his dagger, the middle-aged man with the scar is no longer as threatening as before. If he doesn't take advantage of this time, take advantage of his illness and kill him, press him down and kill him in the scar. Given the chance for him to find the dagger, and then launched a continuous attack, Chen Feng might have to stay in this dense forest even if he had the pill to rely on.

His thoughts are very good, and the true energy in his dantian is even more unreserved.

Running in the dense forest with his body, a long shadow was cast out. With a distance of more than twenty steps, Chen Feng moved close to it almost instantly.

That kind of speed is really fast. If Chen Feng is allowed to participate in the sprint, the world champion will definitely be in his pocket.

The middle-aged man with scar was searching for a dagger. As a master of assassination, he couldn't lose his food.

Backing away from the bombardment, he never expected that Chen Feng would continue to attack immediately.

By the time the fist wind came, it was already too late for him to get out of the way.

boom!
Scar's middle-aged body slammed heavily into the big tree behind him. In mid-spring, when the tree was at its most vigorous, the green leaves were still falling rustlingly, and the force of the impact could be imagined.

Without any precautions, he was directly hit by Chen Feng with all his strength, and the scarred middle-aged body had already suffered quite a lot of trauma.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, gurgling out, as if desperate.

The whole person's energy and spirit suddenly became sluggish to the extreme. If it wasn't for Chen Feng's carrying the inheritance of a medical sage and knowing that Scar's middle age would not be life-threatening, he might have been taken aback and thought he had killed someone.

The middle-aged man with the scar lost the ability to get up again, he fell to the ground, staring at Chen Feng with a strong sense of resentment, but he no longer had the previous flashes of brilliance.

Chen Feng looked down at the scarred middle-aged man, shook his head and sighed, took out a pill from his bosom, and stuffed it directly into the scarred middle-aged man's mouth without any explanation.

At this time, Chen Feng seemed to have a strange brilliance on his body. He was just showing his sharpness, like a magic weapon out of its scabbard.

"Although you didn't say who ordered you to assassinate me, I can infer some things and follow them. Could it be that I can't lock the identity of that person? Master Long, you still shot me!"

Scar's middle-aged man froze when he heard the words, but soon relaxed.

Chen Feng turned around and walked, his figure disappeared into the vast night in an instant.

The middle-aged man with the scar lying on Dashu's feet felt a surge of heat flowing through his body at this moment, and the injuries on his body, both internally and externally, had greatly improved.

Originally he was speechless, but now he was able to get up directly.

How can the middle-aged man with the scar not understand what happened?
He looked at the back of Chen Feng leaving, with complicated expressions in his eyes, but he still shouted at the direction where Chen Feng disappeared, "Boy, this thing is not over!"

(End of this chapter)