One afternoon, Mo Zhitao was helping patients see patients, and he took all the patients from Li Dingshuai's side. Now Li Dingshuai is also a lot more solid when he sees a doctor, he is a smart person, if he is willing to work hard, he will have a bright future in the future.

Mo Zhitao also secretly tested his yin and yang tricks, after he reached the third level, as long as he touched the patient's body and secretly used his internal strength, he could feel the imbalance of the patient's yin and yang, and he could also feel where the patient was uncomfortable, so that he could not take the pulse.

Mo Zhitao was secretly surprised by the magic of the Yin and Yang Technique, he didn't know where the man in black had come to practice for him. These questions, the man in black said that when he practiced to the third level of the Yin and Yang Jue, he would sue him.

But now the man in black didn't appear, and he didn't reply to messages, and he didn't turn on his phone. It can be seen from here that something happened to the man in black, otherwise, he wouldn't have turned on his phone all day.

After getting off work, Mo Zhitao returned to his home to check it out. He didn't notice the man in black who was there, but he could feel that his home had been searched.

Mo Zhitao was furious, it must have been those killers who came to look for him. Ma's, if the killer appeared again now, he would definitely not be able to spare those people.

Mo Zhitao stretched out his hand, and a surge of energy appeared in his palm. As he continued to apply True Qi, the energy mass grew larger and larger, and finally covered him up.

This was an attack method that Mo Zhitao himself realized when he was fighting with that killer last night, when the killer turned his true qi into a white air mass to attack him.

As his true qi expanded, those energy masses became stronger and stronger, and the air around him began to compress, making people feel a pressure to suffocate.

Mo Zhitao waved his hand slightly, and a small part of the air mass in his hand hit the sky outside the window. "Boom," there was a thunderous sound outside. It's night, and the rest of the residents thought it was going to rain.

Mo Zhitao was very satisfied with his current strength, his arm was gently retracted, and those air masses slowly surrounded him tightly. Slowly, the air mass seemed to drill into Mo Zhitao's body, and after about a minute or so, the air mass all drilled into Mo Zhitao's body.

"Hehehe, that's good," Mo Zhitao said happily. Although he didn't know what kind of martial arts the dead killer used, he didn't really use other people's moves.

But he can learn from it, and it's good to have an attack like this. This move is suitable for protecting oneself first and then attacking others, but the Wyvern Palm does a lot of damage to the enemy, especially when it turns into a dragon shadow.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhitao came directly to the rooftop of the building. Because he was on the highest floor, few people came up to this rooftop.

In the first form of the Flying Dragon Palm, Mo Zhitao's arm was retracted, and then the true qi in his body gushed out. "Out," Mo Zhitao let out a low snort, and the true qi in his hand turned into a palm shadow and rushed out.

"Transformation," Mo Zhitao shouted again, and those palm shadows turned into dragon shadows of more than one meter in the air, raising their heads and tails, which was very spectacular.

But this dragon shadow, as long as Mo Zhitao hits the house under his feet, he will definitely be able to open a big hole, and the power is not bad.

If I use the first form, I will become a dragon shadow of more than one meter, so if I use the second form, will I turn into a dragon shadow of two meters? Mo Zhitao pondered secretly.

So, he took back his palm shadow and performed the second form of the flying dragon again.

Sure enough, as Mo Zhitao thought, the dragon shadow that his flying dragon palm incarnated in the second form was indeed more than two meters long. Mo Zhitao could feel that the longer the dragon shadow that came out, the more powerful it became.

When Mo Zhitao saw that the dragon shadow that was more than three meters long, he couldn't help but be excited. Sister, with such martial arts, you will definitely be able to kill those killers.

Now Mo Zhitao is looking forward to those killers coming over again, he wants to let the killers know that they are powerful, he wants to catch the killers and torture them to extract confessions, and see who wants to kill him?

For Lou Zhongyi, he thought of He Huaming. In the District Public Security Bureau that day, Mo Zhitao could feel that He Huaming and Lou Zhongyi were not on the right path.

As the saying goes, the people don't fight with the officials, Lou Zhongyi is a district chief with great power. He is not just a department-level subordinate like Zhou Chuanhui, and Zhou Chuanhui was still in bad things at that time, which made him pass the test in confusion.

At that time, Xu Peng also called him, which showed that someone suspected Zhou Chuanhui's accident, but because Zhou Chuanhui strengthened the female students, this matter did not dare to publicize it.

From these things, Mo Zhitao also knew that as long as he took advantage of the reason, he was not afraid. In the capital, Liu Fei also said that as long as he took care of things, he would help. But if he doesn't care about things, he doesn't dare to help, and the old chief won't agree to help.

Therefore, Mo Zhitao thought about finding a time to see He Huaming, and it was also a good thing to let He Huaming contain Lou Zhongyi.

"I wonder if I can use the Fourth Form of the Flying Dragon Palm?" Mo Zhitao thought secretly.

According to what the man in black said, when his Yin and Yang Technique reaches the third level, it is best to only use the third form of the Flying Dragon Palm, otherwise, it will make his internal strength loss. Anyway, there is no need to fight now, so why not try it, and when he encounters an enemy, he can be familiar with it.

Mo Zhitao felt that he was suffering a loss here, he didn't think about the flying dragon palm before, and the flying dragon palm could make Jackie dragon shadow, he didn't even know. If it weren't for the fact that his body's abilities helped him turn his palm shadow into a dragon shadow in a pinch, he wouldn't have been able to deal with the last killer.

The fourth form of the Flying Dragon Palm, Mo Zhitao snorted. As his palm raised, true qi poured out, conjuring up many masters in the air. Soon, under the urging of Mo Zhitao's internal force, those palm shadows began to change into dragon shadows

One meter, two meters, three meters, three and a half meters, four meters, Mo Zhitao secretly calculated the length of the dragon shadow. However, because his Yin and Yang Technique was only Level 3, the dragon shadow that changed was only four meters, not more than four meters

But Rao is like this, Mo Zhitao still feels a little struggling, and the supply of true qi is not available. Mo Zhitao took the internal force back, and he secretly exhaled. Sister, the four-meter-long dragon shadow, how big is the attack power? How many levels of masters can you deal with? Mo Zhitao secretly calculated in his heart.

Mo Zhitao felt a little tired now, and he sat on the rooftop practicing martial arts.

When Mo Zhitao practiced for a week, he found that practicing on the rooftop was not the same as practicing in his room. Practicing here feels like the True Qi is running a little faster, and it can also absorb a little bit of the energy element.

But when practicing in the room, you can't feel this energy element. Of course, this energy element is not as powerful as in Linhu. Mo Zhitao raised his head and looked at the sky, could it be that if it is higher here, the better the air, will there be more elements? Mo Zhitao thought secretly.

Mo Zhitao practiced for another three weeks. "Ring, ring, ring," his phone rang.

Mo Zhitao took it out and saw that it was Lin Zhenqiang. "It's me," Mo Zhitao said.

"Boss, those medicinal materials are ready, especially the medicinal materials that you want to refine the four-grade practice pill are very difficult to find, and you won't find them until now." Lin Zhenqiang said embarrassedly.

"Okay, you ask the Night Dragon to come and pick me up and take me to you." Mo Zhitao hung up the phone. Listening to Lin Zhenqiang's arrangement, now Tao Mingguang is mainly responsible for the affairs of Linhu, Tian Yunqing is responsible for the cultivation of medicine on the mountain, Cen Tianjie is responsible for refining medicine, and Liang Yelong assists Lin Zhenqiang in managing the affairs of the Zhenhai Gang.

Of course, this is just a rough arrangement, and Tao Mingguang and the others usually have to take care of the affairs of the Zhenhai Gang.

Cen Tianjie's refining is very good, he can already practice a first-grade practice pill. Sometimes the practice is still excellent, and these practice pills are sold for a lot of money when they are taken to the Li Family Medical Center.

Tao Mingguang went to the forest park to contact the matter of leasing, and he was very happy and immediately drew a place in other places in Linhu. They rent for ten years, and the land rents ten thousand.

It's a desolate place anyway, and it's nice for the park leaders to get the money. And they also hope that Tao Mingguang will do some projects there, increase the flow of people, and increase their income.

Construction has also begun on the hill side, and it will soon be put into use. Therefore, now Mo Zhitao and the others are also very short of money, and he is going to go over to refine the practice pill for a while.

Mainly refining the second-grade practice pill, the third-grade pill also refining some, and the fourth-grade one, he should be a practitioner. After all, his current martial arts had only just reached the third level.

Mo Zhitao practiced the Gong Gong Pill at Lin Zhenqiang for one night and one morning, and he practiced twenty second-grade, ten third-grade, and one fourth-grade. He was secretly happy to look at these practice pills, but he was also tired enough.

Mo Zhitao took a bath and practiced the yin and yang trick for three weeks before he restored his internal strength to three percent. He thought that he would practice again in the afternoon, and he would go back to the Chinese medicine department to have a look. Because Yu Meijing called him and said that there was something.

Mo Zhitao returned to the hospital, and the numb face ran over again. "Director Mo, you're back." Mackface smiled coquettishly

"Well, how is your body?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"Director Mo, you are really amazing, I took the medicine you prescribed, and I am much better." Ma Face said happily

Mo Zhitao smiled, "Actually, the main thing is that the ointment prescribed by Dr. Ding has an effect, and my medicine is just an auxiliary." By the way, you'd better not get close to a woman for a month, you know? ”

"A month?" He was sad and worried, and he was thinking about going to a young lady to play with and test his bird in a few days

"Well, if you want to be okay there," Mo Zhitao nodded.

When Mo Zhitao passed by the library, he found that the door there was still closed, "Ma face, hasn't the old man come back yet?" ”

"It doesn't seem to be," Ma Yan shook his head, and the old man was not a beauty, so he wouldn't care about this.

The hemp face pleases Mo Zhitao, he has a purpose. "Director Mo, I heard that there are a lot of beauties in your TCM department, can you introduce a few to me? I don't mind if I've ever been divorced. ”

Thinking about those beauties in the Chinese medicine department, Ma Yan couldn't help but drool secretly. He didn't dare to think about Yu Meijing, but Sister Fang, Sister Li, those mature women, if he played with him, he wouldn't mind.

"Introduce a few? Divorced? Mo Zhitao frowned, sister, this pockmarked face still thinks he is a toad, do you want to eat any swan meat?

The divorced person in the Chinese medicine department is Sister Fang, and the numb face wants to beat Sister Fang's idea. Thinking of this, Mo Zhitao felt a sour feeling in his heart, and as for why, he couldn't say why.