C21 Cheng San-jie the man who left home

Three expensive cars stood in front of the 'Ciji Hall' s door, at the bottom of the stairs, stood the unrelenting and hoarse Third Young Master of the Cheng Family, behind them were many bodyguards dressed in black, they were extremely imposing.

The door of the 'Ciji Hall' was tightly shut. There was not a single sound from inside, and no one came out despite the shouting of the young master Cheng San.

Zhong Wentao was about to burst out laughing, I have to say that Third Young Master Cheng's acting is really good, it's just that it's a little too overboard, people who don't know will not think that he's asking for medicine, they would think that he's asking for debt.

After hesitating for a bit, Zhong Wentao did not go through the main entrance. Instead, he went around to the backyard, intending to enter and see what was going on inside.

"Dang, dang, dang, dang ?"

After knocking on the door three times, Zhou Cangzhu's furious voice came out.

"Get out of here!" I already said that I don't have any special Golden Sore Medicine, hurry up and f * ck off! "

"It's me ?"

Zhong Wentao was a little helpless. His temper seemed to be even more explosive.

"I don't care who you are, scram!"

Zhou Cangzhu shouted even louder, and did not recognize even his voice.

"Dad, Big Brother Zhong is back!"

Zhou Zihan's voice came out, and in the next second the back door was opened, revealing Zhou Zihan's smiling face.

Zhong Wentao's smile became even more brilliant, causing Zhou Cangzhu to be filled with resentment.

A good hospital was only because he couldn't do anything else.

Who knew where this hoodlum came from, blocking all the doors? In that case, who else would come to see a doctor?

He did not even dare to open the doors to the infirmary!

Thinking about that, Zhou Cangzhu held onto the stick even more tightly, he wanted to rush up and beat Zhong Wentao to death. Previously, he should not have saved him, but now, he could not open the clinic anymore, it was truly a sin!

"Big Brother Zhong, what happened to the person at the door?"

Without waiting for Zhou Cangzhu to move, Zhou Zihan immediately opened his mouth and rushed in front of him to ask a question.

Zhong Wentao briefly explained the situation, he did not mention anything related to the eight hundred thousand, he only said that Cheng San was the Young Master of a wealthy family who wanted to buy his Golden Sore Medicine.

"Stinking brat, he's the young master of a wealthy family, why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you make me treat him with such disrespect?"

Zhou Cangzhu opened his eyes wide. Sure enough, his attitude changed by 180 degrees.

"Father, you didn't even give Big Brother Zhong a chance to explain."

Zhou Zihan facepalmed, and felt that it was very difficult to have such a father for himself.

She was really able to be so smart because of her inherited mother.

Without waiting for Zhong Wentao to say anything, Zhou Cangzhu had already rushed to the front to open the door for him.

With such a simple personality, Zhong Wentao could only shake his head.

Outside the 'Ciji Hall', Third Young Master Cheng felt like he was about to shout out blood, but the people inside remained indifferent. Although there were a lot of people gathered around, it was a pity that they were just neighbors who were here to watch the fun. As expected, five hundred thousand was not easy to earn.

"Young master, why don't we return today ?"

The bodyguards at the back could not take it any longer. It had been several hours, but there was no sound from the inside. If there was anyone else, how could there be no reaction?

Aren't they here to send money for medicine?

How did he become the god of plague?

Cheng San nodded his head tiredly, he also planned to leave, and would come back after he confirmed with Zhong Wentao that there was someone in the infirmary.

Just as he turned around, he heard the sound of the door opening. Turning around, he saw that Zhong Wentao had already opened the door and walked out, and behind him stood the father and daughter of the Zhou family.

As if he had seen his family, Third Young Master Cheng rushed forward and tightly held onto Zhong Wentao's hand. Tears welled up in his eyes, he was really tired ? " Godly Doctor, please sell me the Golden Sore Medicine you used to save me last time. I'll buy it no matter how much it costs! "

Third Young Master Cheng anxiously said that he had finally revealed the matter of the Gold Sore Medicine.

The neighbors were also whispering to each other. They wanted to know what kind of medicine would be so effective that it would actually make someone chase them to the entrance of the infirmary to ask for medicine.

Although they were curious, they were not interested in buying the Gold Sore Medicine.

Listening to the name was something from the past, why would the ancients need Gold Sore Medicine?

"Mister, I don't know you. The Golden Sore Medicine is self-made by me. Unless it is a life threatening situation, I will definitely use it to make a transaction. Leave quickly!"

Using all his strength to push away the hand that Cheng Sanye was holding, Zhong Wentao put on a serious face.

"Huh?"

Third Young Master Cheng said in a daze. This was different from what they had agreed upon.

The plan was obviously him asking for medicine, but Zhong Wentao slightly rejected it, or nodded in agreement. He had used a high price to buy the medicine, but Zhong Wentao had rejected him too completely?

No matter how good his acting was, he wouldn't be able to smoothly continue on.

No matter what Cheng San was thinking, Zhong Wentao pushed him again, and pushed him a few steps away.

"Sir, if you don't leave now, I'll call the police!"

Just as he finished speaking, Zhong Wentao took out his phone and started dialing 110, his movements smooth as though he had practiced it a thousand times.

Third Young Master Cheng watched his actions in a daze. It wasn't until the police car rumbled over that some reporters came rushing over to find out what had happened.

He was tricked!

What help? What reduction of five hundred thousand?

It was the real truth to let him make a fool of himself!

"Mr. Police, may I ask what happened? Why did you bring Mr. Cheng Yang away?"

"Mr. Cheng Yang, please explain why you would come to this kind of place. For what? "

"Mr. Cheng Yang, I heard that you are here to buy medicine.

The sudden appearance of the reporters made it extremely difficult for the police to take away young master Cheng.

With questions coming up one after another, Cheng Yang was still unable to answer them. His face was so ugly that he could only struggle in the crowd.

The reporters were even more certain that Cheng Yang had a question, and they asked even more questions.

Cheng Yang was trembling from anger. Since he was young, even if there were occasionally people who tried to push him aside, there had never been someone who framed him this openly. He wanted to speak of this matter and tell everyone that the Golden Sore Medicine was useless.

Just as he was about to speak, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Zhong Wentao standing on top of the stairs, quietly waving the slip of paper in his hand, and swallowing back his words.

Good boy, at least you have the guts!

After saying that, Cheng Yang was brought to the police car by the police.

Zhong Wentao's face revealed a bright smile, $500 thousand was not that easy to earn.

The reporter had called him on the way back, just in time to catch the police car.

Although he had let Cheng Yang down, this was the best way.

In order to get his Golden Sore Medicine, the third young master of the Cheng family was taken away by the police. Such a topic would definitely attract a lot of attention from the media and rich people.

"Big Brother Zhong, let's go back."

Zhou Zihan pulled his hand from behind. There were still a few reporters left, and they were already moving closer to them. There was no way for them to open the door today.

Zhong Wentao did not want to meet with the reporters so soon either, so he brought the father and daughter Zhou family into the infirmary and closed the door, regardless of how the reporters outside shouted, he did not open the door.

Zhou Cangzhu had a very complicated expression on his face. Looking at Zhong Wentao, he wanted to scold him and ask some questions, but unfortunately, Zhong Wentao didn't have the slightest intention to explain at all.

"Big Brother Zhong, who was it that was taken away by the police?"

Zhou Zihan asked curiously, and told his what Zhou Cangzhu wanted to ask.

Although Zhou Cangzhu did not say anything, his eyes still stared straight at him, obviously extremely curious.

Zhong Wentao was helpless, he could only recount the situation in a simple manner. Zhou Cangzhu and Zhou Zihan were very excited, but also very uneasy.

That was the Cheng Group's young master, because they were taken away by the police. If the Cheng Group found out, would they still have a good life in the future?

Even Zhou Zihan felt that Zhong Wentao was being too direct this time, and should be a little more tactful.

At the first floor of the Cheng family ancestral home.

Old Master Cheng was already extremely angry as he sat on the chair. Looking at Cheng Yang who was kneeling on the ground, he struck the ground a few times with the cane in his hand.

Cheng Yang was already trembling from fear, and in his heart, he hated Zhong Wentao to death.

"Grandfather, this matter can't be blamed on me ?"

Cheng Yang opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but the rest of his words were drowned out by the scolding of his uncles, no one listened even if they wanted to explain.

Kneeling on the cold floor tiles, Cheng Yang kept enduring, just like when he was young and made mistakes every time.

His father and brothers just sat there watching and talking about him, never speaking up for his family. He had been used to it all these years, but he was still sad.

"What the hell is going on? Why would he lie to us, the Cheng family, when he's just a commoner in the city and a teacher in the martial arts world?"

Finally, Cheng Yang's father Cheng Renhua spoke with a pale face, not caring at all about how Cheng Yang was treated in the police station or whether he was beaten up. What he cared about was only the Cheng Family's face.

With a straight face, Cheng Zhihua did not answer and his expression turned even more unsightly.

"Third brother, say something. Did you owe someone money when you were playing cards, or was someone else able to catch you?"

His big brother, Cheng Ming, spoke directly. Although he was talking to his own little brother, his tone was filled with disdain.

"Don't worry about me!"

Cheng Yang shouted. No matter what his elders were, he stood up and stumbled out.

After so many years, this was the first time Cheng Yang resisted so bravely.

"Unfilial son!"

Old man Cheng was extremely angry, his face was pale, his beard and eyes were wide open, the rest of his uncles were also berating him, but it was a pity that even Cheng Yang could not hear them.

The Cheng Family residence was extremely huge. Cheng Yang ran for two minutes before he reached the main entrance.

He had been worried that he would be stopped, but when he walked out of the door, he realized that he was overthinking it. The security guards at the door didn't have any intention of stopping him at all.

It was only then that Cheng Yang realized that he was the least important person in this family. He could not even compare to the disappearance of a dog.

"Where are you going?"

Just as Cheng Yang walked a few hundred meters out of the gate, he suddenly appeared from the darkness and spoke to him with a smile.

Cheng Yang's eyes were bloodshot, so red that he could eat Zhong Wentao alive. Cheng Yang's smile became even more dazzling.

"I'll kill you!"