Countryside Magic Doctor

Money was not everything, but without money, it was absolutely impossible. At this moment, Hee Feng understood the logic behind his words.

At the moment, he wasn't much more than that. He had a hundred million.

In the card, Hee Feng opened his phone.

He realized, ever since he accepted the 100 million.

The various services provided by the bank were endless. All kinds of services were being provided by the bank.

As for the calls, he made one after another.

Maybe this is what it means to be troubled by money, Hee Feng thought.

Now that he suddenly had a hundred million, anyone would be floating in the air.

Hee Feng was also the same. After all, from discovering the secrets of the Heaven Mending Stone to cultivating the Heaven Opening Spell, only a short ten days had passed.

In such a short period of time, his temperament had yet to change.

He aimlessly walked on the streets of the bustling city.

It was already evening.

The white-collar workers of the 9 to 5 cities were currently squeezing their way through the subway, dragging their tired bodies to their rented house to rest.

Hee Feng walked beside them.

Compared to these well-dressed people, his plain and shabby clothes were undoubtedly looked down upon by these self-proclaimed elites.

How could they know that the wealth of this young man was something that they could struggle for their entire lives to attain?

Just like a successful teenager, Hee Feng's body was filled with vigor and vitality.

They passed through the traffic, walked through the sea of people, and finally arrived at the end of the night.

In the countryside, this might be the time for rest.

But in the city, this was just the beginning of the nightlife.

Young people wantonly in the neon night in their own youth.

He shook his overdrawn waist, completely disregarding that what he had done was overdrawing his already weak life.

Hee Feng was a person who lived a very regular life.

He liked the way things were going, the way things were going, the way things were going, the way things were going.

Compared to this bright neon city, he still liked his hometown, Hee Village, more. Even if there were a lot of people there that he hated.

But do I have anyone I like very much? Lingling, Mother, Aunt Yang Jiao …

and so on...

Hee Feng took out his phone from his pocket and saw that it was already 9: 45.

It was not too late, but he felt that he should rest.

Hee Feng took a taxi and opened the door, then said to the driver who was chewing on a betel nut: "I'm just looking for a random hotel."

Hee Feng did not like the taste of the betel nut. It was unknown when it had started but it seemed to have spread throughout China from the rumors.

Smelling the scent of the betel nut, Hee Feng frowned slightly.

The driver felt a bit awkward and quickly said, "Do you want one too?"

Hee Feng shook his head and rejected.

The driver ignored him and continued chewing on the betel nut as he drove.

There was a crossroads just ahead.

The red light was flashing.

The driver was also an old driver. He first slowed down and then skillfully stepped on the brakes.

Just as the driver was chewing vigorously …

With a bang, a huge force threw the driver and Hee Feng to the front.

He had been chased after.

The taxi skidded a few meters ahead of the zebra crossing and stopped.

Fortunately, all cars now have airbags and safety belts.

The airbag successfully called the driver's life. His head did not knock onto the hard, tempered glass in front of the car.

A skill that was filled with air, although it made him feel uncomfortable, in the end, it did not injure him.

He forced open the twisted door.

Hee Feng shook off the glass fragments on his body and got off the carriage.

Then, he pulled the driver out.

The driver's arm was cut by shards of glass.

His hands were covered in blood, making him look extremely terrifying.

But after looking at it for a bit, Hee Feng relaxed.

Even though it looked ferocious and there was quite a bit of blood on it, if one were to look closely, one would realize that there wasn't much blood left.

It was just that the blood on his arm was much more obvious.

The driver was scared out of his wits.

After all, an accident could be considered as a walk in hell.

Gradually, the initial fear turned into hatred for the car behind them.

They didn't even look at the road!

Waving his blood-red arm, the driver went up to the car behind him and cursed, "You're not looking at the road! I didn't know that there was a car parked in front of me, and I didn't know that the red light in front of me was on. "

Behind them was a BMW.

In terms of misery, it was not the slightest bit worse than the taxi in front.

After all, even good cars seemed a bit expensive.

In comparison to a taxi, the BMW was quite expensive.

But its security measures are good.

He saw the BMW's owner burp drunkenly as if nothing had happened as he alighted and watched his beloved BMW crash to the ground like a bird.

Anger raged in his heart, he was drunk and did not realize that the blame was on him.

In the past, he had been domineering on video websites, but after getting drunk, he brought it back to reality.

The moment he took off the tight black t-shirt, he revealed a lump of dirty fat.

The owner of the BMW pointed at the dragon and tiger tattoos on his chest and said, "Do you know who I am? "You dare to crash into my car, I'll kill you!"

After saying that, he slapped the taxi driver's face.

Suddenly, the driver's face, which was still unscathed despite the accident, changed.

One big while the other small.

Drivers weren't easy to mess with. After all, they often met with problems.

If one wanted to observe carefully, one would find that whether it was a truck, bus, or taxi, the driver's seat usually had one or two tools.

Axes, boards, hammers, soldier shovels, baseball bats, these things had nothing to do with repairing cars. Sometimes, it was just a way for drivers to fight for their lives in a sports car.

After all, he was someone who even the likes of them could come in contact with.

It was always good to be on guard.

A taxi driver was a type of person who dropped out of high school. After fooling around for a few years, he took a driver's license, took out the money his family had saved up for him to buy a taxi, and started his business.

Clearly, this was the case for this taxi driver.

For no reason at all, he was struck by such a move in theory.

It was really hard for people to guard against it.

After all, no one could have imagined that the perpetrator of a car accident would be so arrogant.

In China, this kind of thing was only done by that guy whose father was called Li Gang.

Most people tend to behave humbly in the face of a car accident caused by their responsibilities.

It wasn't because he was humble, but because by doing so, he could at least put an end to the other party's anger.