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Text Chapter 112 Return of the Japanese Ghost

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    Update time: 2012-08-17

    "Evil"

    The battle-hardened nurse couldn¡¯t stand it any longer, so she rolled off the stage and vomited.

    "By the way, I'm a little nauseous." Hu Dong said to himself while checking whether the patient's internal organs were injured: "Fortunately, the intestines are a little broken, but there are no other injuries. Is that woman a pig butcher?"  "

    ¡°My profession is in a meat factory.¡± Zhou Chuang gritted his teeth and said, probably feeling pantothenic acid in his stomach.

    "No wonder, she is such a cruel woman." Hu Dong endured and began to sew up the intestines: "Wait for some things behind the operating table. Go and talk to his house. I'm afraid of meeting his wife." Hu Dong said to Zhou Chuang  .

    "I know." Zhou Chuang agreed bravely.

    The man¡¯s injury looked serious, but it was actually not bad.  It was over within 2 hours.

    On the way back to the operating room after sending the patient, Yang Zongbao always felt like someone was staring at him.  But when I looked back, I couldn't see him.  This strange feeling lasted until Yang Zongbao walked into the operating room.

    The person on duty tonight is Su Xiaomei. We are enemies on a narrow road.  When I saw Su Xiaomei this time, I found that she was very haggard.  Yang Zongbao did not communicate with her and passed her directly.

    "Wait a minute" Su Xiaomei stopped Yang Zongbao but hesitated.

    Yang Zongbao looked at Su Xiaomei¡¯s dull face and had nothing to say.  Of course he knew what Su Xiaomei was going to ask, but she brought this result on herself.

    "I'm sorry." Su Xiaomei lowered her head under Yang Zongbao's scrutinizing gaze: "What has Yang Shuo been doing recently."

    Sure enough, Yang Zongbao knew in his heart that Su Xiaomei was about to ask: "I don't know, he and I have nothing to do with each other." After Yang Zongbao said this, he was about to leave.

    "Wait, can you pass a message for me?" Su Xiaomei turned to Yang Zongbao this time and blocked his way.  Yang Zongbao raised his eyebrows and waited.

    ¡°Just say it, just say it, let him contact me.¡± It took Su Xiaomei a long time to reveal her purpose.

    "Try your best."

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    After getting rid of Su Xiaomei, Yang Zongbao walked out of the hospital. Just as he was walking in the passage between the medical technology building and the parking lot, Yang Zongbao's neck was pressed by a blade.

    ¡°Don¡¯t shout, I¡¯m just asking you, where is that stinky mother-in-law and her husband?¡±

    "Japanese ghost?" Yang Zongbao felt that the arm holding his neck became tighter.

    "You still have some conscience. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this situation." The Japanese ghost was always behind Yang Zongbao and did not show up.

    "You took my money and you can't get away with doing things yourself. Do you still want to embarrass your employer? The fact that you have gotten to this point has proven that you are not worth the price." Yang Zongbao remained calm.

    ""

    The other party did not answer quickly this time.  After a long silence: "If you can help me get rid of those two people, my life will be yours. All you need to do is give me food."

    From the heavy breathing of the Japanese ghost behind him, Yang Zongbao knew that this was the heaviest promise that the Japanese ghost could make.  People who lick blood from the edge of a knife tend to be the most committed.  Yang Zongbao weighed the interests between them.  Finally made a decision: "Go back with me and don't leave me these days."

    The blade was put away.  The Japanese ghost also appeared under Yang Zongbao's sight.

    A ferocious centipede literally divided the Japanese ghost's face into two completely different halves from the nose.  The right side of the face is intact, but the left side has deep visible scars.

    ¡°Are you scared?¡± Rigui laughed at himself.

    "No, he has a lot of personality. Does it feel good to be drowned?" Yang Zongbao took the cigarette handed over by the Japanese ghost and looked at the Yellow Crane Tower: "Not bad, you are living a pretty cool life these days."

    "A person like me has no shortage of food and clothing. I have done so many bastard things and should have died long ago. The only thing I'm afraid of is a tortured death. That's why I live like this until now." Rigui's face was covered with clouds.  After lingering.

    Yang Zongbao found that the ring finger and little finger of Rigui's right hand were missing, and the wound seemed to be torn into pieces alive: "You are much more powerful than a strong man breaking his wrist. You tore off two fingers alive."

    "At that time, my hands were tied behind my back. I couldn't care about so much. The most important thing was to live." Rigui talked about that experience as if he was talking about someone else. It was as easy as going to the toilet.

    "There are many people who want me dead. You may not get the result you want if you come to me." Yang Zongbao also told the truth.

    "I know, but if I don't look for you, who else can I look for?" Rigui could see clearly."That's right, let's go."

    Yang Zongbao flicked the cigarette butt and walked to the parking lot first.

    Mei Wenxin was shocked when she saw Yang Zongbao coming back with a scary man.  On the other hand, Yang Fenghuang still showed his snow-white thighs indifferently.

    Rigui followed Yang Zongbao to the back row without a word. Yang Zongbao patted Yang Fenghuang's butt and asked her to sit in the front.

    "drive."

    Yang Zongbao¡¯s words made the wandering Mei Wenxin react. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the Hummer jumped out with a roar.

    The lights on the second floor of Yang¡¯s red brick house are on.

    When Yang Zongbao went upstairs with a man and two women, he found that the manager was talking to the old lady.  Yang Shuo also stayed with Avril.

    "Grandma." Yang Zongbao naturally sat next to the old lady.

    The old lady didn¡¯t have much reaction when she saw the Japanese ghost, but the manager narrowed his eyes and veins popped out on the back of his hands.

    "Fenghuang, what do you look like? Go and change clothes." The old lady also saw that Yang Fenghuang was dressed in a nondescript manner.

    Yang Fenghuang didn¡¯t say much, turned around and returned to the room.  Yang Shuo's eyes turned red when he looked at it.

    "I haven't seen you recently, Japanese ghost." The manager protracted his voice, looking exactly like the eunuch on TV.

    Yang Shuo showed deep hatred towards the Japanese ghost. He still remembered the pain of his broken arm.

    "I asked him to go out and do something." Yang Zongbao answered for the Japanese ghost.

    "What are you doing? Aren't you just going to break the young master's hands?" Black Branch came in from the outside.

    "I asked him to do it." Yang Zongbao took it upon himself. In fact, it was Yang Zongbao who did it.

    "Yang, how could you do this?" Avril was the first to shout.  A pair of dirty eyes looked at Yang Zongbao heartbrokenly, with silent condemnation in them.

    Yang Zongbao felt a slight sting in his heart, and he said with restraint, "There are comings and goings, it's nothing."

    "It's okay, Avril, don't worry, Yang Zongbao was just joking with me." Yang Shuo comforted Avril and stroked Avril's back with one hand.

    "But, your hands" Avril was so distressed that she was about to cry.

    "This idiot girl, Yang Zongbao, don't tell me, she is the one you liked before." The queen changed her clothes and walked to Yang Zongbao's side with noble steps.

    When Avril heard what Yang Fenghuang said, her face turned pale and she turned to Yang Zongbao for help.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Yang Zongbao thought like this and cracked his lips: "Young and ignorant."

    As soon as the four words left her mouth, Avril burst into tears.

    "Okay, what is this fuss about? Let's disperse. Yang Shuo, take your people back. I can't be clean here. Zongbao, you and the manager come in with me." After the old lady finished speaking, Mei  The uncle helped the old lady up and walked to the Buddhist hall.

    Manager Yang Zongbao followed closely behind. The Japanese ghost remembered what Yang Zongbao said and followed suit.  For a time, there were very few people left in the living room.

    "Sister, are you leaving?" Yang Shuo held back his anger and asked Yang Fenghuang to unite the front.

    "Why should I leave? I am his legitimate fianc¨¦e. But you, Yang Shuo, why are you still here? Don't forget that everything here belongs to your younger brother." Yang Fenghuang fiddled with his hands gracefully.  bonsai on the side.

    "Youjust wait for me." Yang Shuo was so angry that he had nothing to say, so he could only say harsh words, his handsome face distorted.

    "None of my business." Yang Fenghuang didn't know why, but still mutilated the few leaves of the bonsai.

    Mei Wenxin stayed where she was.  He stared at Yang Fenghuang with big eyes.

    Yang Fenghuang was happy when he saw this: "Mei Wenxin, don't look at me like this, you can't compare with me."

    For a moment, Mei Wenxin looked dim under Yang Fenghuang's strong aura.  Mei Wenxin went downstairs without saying a word.

    "Yang Jing, you little pervert, you've almost finished watching the show, it's time to leave." Yang Fenghuang still had someone to kill.

    "Sister" Yang Jing agreed obediently and then retreated.

    Yang Fenghuang was the only one left waiting in the living room. He didn¡¯t know what he was waiting for, so he suddenly laughed at himself

    Not a single leaf of the unfortunate bonsai was left, and it was left alone in the living room.

    ¡­¡­

    After Yang Zongbao followed the old lady into the room, the old lady went to recite sutras by herself.  Others had to stand aside and wait.  Yang Zongbao stood in front of the Japanese ghost intentionally or unintentionally, blocking the manager's sight.

    Finally, half an hour later, the old lady spoke: "This matterLet's get over it, both sides are at fault.  "

    Yang Zongbao said before the general manager expressed his position: "I'm right."

    "That's right?" The old lady became angry, and all the wrinkles on her face changed directions.

    "Yeah." Yang Zongbao affirmed without fear of death.

    "I said, anything is allowed, just don't hurt people in the family." The old lady quickly turned the prayer beads with her right hand.

    "Is he dead?" Yang Zongbao did not explain why he wanted to destroy Yang Shuo's arm, but only talked about the old lady's bottom line.

    "It's not dead, so you can't go too far." The manager interjected.

    "Shut up, who are you talking to me like this?" Yang Zongbao suddenly pointed the finger at the manager: "This is not something you should be involved in in the first place. Juniors are competing with each other, why are you always interfering in the middle?"

    Yang Zongbao, who had endured it for so long, was finally aroused and showed his fangs.

    The old lady had been holding back and not stopping Yang Zongbao from speaking. This fact made the manager very embarrassed. He couldn't help but get angry and said, "What qualifications do you think I have? I haven't been here since I came here."

    "Tell me about your qualifications?" Yang Zongbao suddenly winked at Rigui.  The Japanese ghost received it and immediately put a knife on the manager's waist.  When Yang Zongbao was talking just now, he changed his position, causing the manager to change directions with him, so that the Japanese ghost could have a chance to succeed.

    "Yang Zongbao, what do you mean?" The manager is indeed someone who has seen the scene. He was pressed to the point of his vitality, but he did not panic.

    "It doesn't mean anything. I just hope you will always remain neutral and stop interfering in the affairs of the younger generation." Yang Zongbao looked at the old lady when he said this.

    "Zongbao, let go of the manager first. I'll bear witness to this." The old lady spoke.

    "Let go." Yang Zongbao asked the Japanese ghost to take back the knife that he was obsessed with.

    As soon as the knife left the manager's lower back, the manager quickly turned around and used a push hand to remove the Japanese ghost's chin.
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