Tong Qingyun, whose appearance was transformed into a lewd old man, was surrounded by a large group of people and pointed at him, although he did not respond, but at this time he was not idle, but let the puppet beast absorb the nutrients of the banyan tree behind him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Plants are also a type of life that can be absorbed naturally.

Absorb, digest, and strengthen your body with the essence of plants. This is the first time that Tong Qingyun has used essence to strengthen his body so unscrupulously.

A huge banyan tree, Tong Qingyun spent more than half an hour to absorb half of the nutrients of the banyan tree, the plant lost nutrients, and the leaves became a little dying.

Feel the condition of your body after absorbing the essence.

"Well, it's not bad, although it doesn't feel very obvious, but the strength seems to have increased a little obviously, now it only takes half an hour to have such an effect, if I absorb nutrients and strengthen my body all the time, then, as long as a month, my physical fitness can reach the level of special forces."

Thinking that it would only take him a month to become physically strong, Tong Qingyun was slightly excited.

You can have that effect in a month, but what if it's a year, or even ten years? You will be very powerful.

Just as Tong Qingyun was fantasizing about things, the puppet beast couldn't help but strike: "Don't think too much, human physical fitness can't grow indefinitely, after your physique reaches a certain strength, no matter how much nutrients you absorb, your body won't change too much, besides, no matter how strong your physical fitness is, you can't beat firearms, and besides, if I don't hit you, you won't fight at all, to be exact, you won't know martial arts." If you want to become stronger, you need to consider not only physical fitness, but also a combination of firearms and martial arts. ”

"Yes, I know." Tong Qingyun responded silently.

Call......

A breeze blew, and the sultry summer was much cooler.

Everyone thought that Tong Qingyun was a liar from the beginning, but after watching for so long, Tong Qingyun was very calm, which couldn't help but make everyone's hearts shake a little.

"Sir, can you really cure a terminal illness?"

A middle-aged man in casual clothes, with a somewhat sallow face, but still looking a little energetic, couldn't help but ask.

Tong Qingyun glanced at the middle-aged man, his eyes narrowed, his face, which was already obscene enough, was a little infiltrating after squinting, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the extremely eye-catching signboard, and said disdainfully: "Pay the money first, then treat the disease, do you have money?" No, get out of the way if you don't have money. ”

"You ......"

The middle-aged man's face became a little ugly, he was just asking casually, but he was despised, and he couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Okay, old man." As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out the check book from his body, wrote a check worth 1 million with a brush, and handed the check to Tong Qingyun: "Old man, this is a check for 1 million, any bank can receive it, I will give you the money now, if you can't cure my illness, you just wait to go to jail, the huge amount of fraud is enough for you to eat imperial food for the rest of your life." ”

Someone tested the waters, and everyone couldn't help but be curious, and one by one they stretched out their heads to look at the check, wanting to see what the check looked like.

"This check must be fake, right?"

"Well, I don't think it's fake, who would have nothing to do with a checkbook? Unless it's a neuropathy. Moreover, the cheque has a number on it, and a phone call can be made to find out the authenticity. ”

"Wow, there are really people who believe in this old man, tsk, being rich is capricious, anyone on the side of the road can use a check, it seems that the local tyrants are hidden around us."

Under the curious gaze of everyone, Tong Qingyun was lazy, shook his head, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Little guy, are you insulting the old man?" The old man only treats terminal diseases, and you also want the old man to take action for this minor illness? Go and go, don't get in the way here. ”

With a sallow face, frivolous steps, and some features of physiognomy, Tong Qingyun could see at a glance that this guy was a poor person who couldn't have normal sex, well, to put it simply, it was yang. Paralysis.

To be honest, Tong Qingyun was also very excited, there was business coming to the door so soon. With a little hands, one million will be in hand, which is a surprise at all.

However, a master, a master should look like a master, how can he make a move easily? You've given me all the face, and I'm still treating you? Can this still be considered a master? Ahem, well, in fact, 1 million is too little to treat this kind of male dysfunction that cannot be treated, and Tong Qingyun wants to extort more. In addition, there is another reason, it is impossible for him to accept the check, because it is too easy to reveal his identity after the check is transferred.

When the middle-aged man heard Tong Qingyun say this, his face froze, but his anger disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Is this old man really a master? Can he see what's wrong with me?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man held a glimmer of hope, and bowed respectfully to apologize: "Old man, I apologize for my attitude just now, and ask the old man to treat me, as long as I can cure my illness, Mr. can mention any conditions." ”

In any case, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, the middle-aged man does not want to give up, and besides, the conditions he said are casually mentioned, and naturally he will only appear when he is sick, if this old man is a liar, he doesn't mind teaching a lesson, and putting this old man in prison.

In the face of the middle-aged man's respect, Tong Qingyun didn't care at all and continued to close his eyes to recuperate.

Tong Qingyun's silence made everyone around him can't help but mumble again.

"I'll go, isn't it, someone has sent 1 million, this old man didn't even make a move, he thought there was a good show to watch, wasting my mood."

"These two people are not going to play double reeds."

On the outside of the crowd, the three members of the Xia family had been watching for a while, and they followed Tong Qingyun's suggestion, searched around the hospital, and soon found this place.

To be honest, they didn't believe it very much, but when they thought of Tong Qingyun's weird weight loss methods, they might really have it, and they might be able to cure their son's heart disease if they tried it.

Xia's father kept pressing the shoulder bag on his waist with the palm of his hand, and the shoulder bag contained 1 million cash.

After hesitating for a moment, Father Xia gritted his teeth and squeezed directly into the crowd.

"You're Iron Mask, Iron Old Man?" Father Xia asked respectfully.

There is no way, the cost of the old man in front of him is an exaggerated increase, the first patient only charges 1 million, while the second patient is 10 million, and the third patient has reached an exaggerated 100 million US dollars.

10 million is not easy for him to get together, in case he is preempted by other patients, his son will have no chance, and he can only go to the hospital for surgery and bear the risk of surgery.

Tong Qingyun was slightly relieved when he saw Father Xia appear, revealing a curious look: "Do you know the old man?" ”

The reason why he breathed a sigh of relief was entirely because as long as Xia Zhongfei's illness was cured, he could openly let the second patient bid 10 million. Moreover, if he treats others first, if he only charges the Xia family 1 million, wouldn't this be a slap in the face.

The Xia family is also his first employer, and he needs to take care of it more or less.

"I'm fortunate to have heard the old man's name."

As he spoke, Father Xia pulled his outstretched son to the front, and then, took out a black plastic bag containing 1 million from his shoulder bag, and handed it to Tong Qingyun with some pain: "Please also ask the old gentleman to treat my son." ”

Tong Qingyun pretended to look at Xia Zhongfei, and then at Uncle Xia: "Okay, I see that you are still pleasing to the eye, although your son's illness is not a terminal illness, but the old man took over this business." ”

Saying that, Tong Qingyun put 1 million cash into the cloth bag he reserved without a trace.

PS: I have something to deal with these days, and I'm sorry to update it for the time being today, and I'm sorry to resume the update tomorrow.