The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City

Chapter 2012: What the Hell is Medical Treatment? (Third Update)

The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City

Chapter 2012: What the Hell is Medical Treatment? (Third Update)

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Chapter 2012: Chapter 2012: What the Hell is Medical Treatment? (Third Update)

Usually, when a fight breaks out at the airport, the security guards rush over immediately.

But today, a group of security guards at the airport turned their heads away, pretending not to see.

We may not be as badass as you.

If you’re badass, why don’t you go deal with the people beating you up?

Only when the security guards saw more and more people join in beating up Mao Daqing did they rush over.

There are over thirty people here now, damn it.

What if Mao Daqing gets beaten to death here? That would be a big deal.

So, at this moment, they had no choice but to intervene.

"Stop it, stop it, anyone who still causes trouble, I’m going to call the police!"

Upon hearing the security guard’s scolding, the crowd finally stopped.

"Pah! Trash!" One person spat directly at Mao Daqing.

Immediately, others followed suit.

"Pah!"

"Pah!"

In an instant, Mao Daqing was covered in spit!

Watching this scene, the rushing group of security guards felt uneasy.

Oh my god, this is so disgusting!

At this moment, Mao Daqing’s eyes were bloodshot.

His nails dug directly into his palm.

He raised his head and looked at the crowd with a vicious expression: "You all deserve to die, I’m going to kill you!"

But in the next moment, a police baton landed directly on Mao Daqing’s head.

"Bang!"

Mao Daqing’s eyes rolled back, and he passed out immediately.

"Bold criminal, how dare you shout about killing people!" One security guard shouted sternly.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding crowd gave a thumbs up.

"Big brother, well done, perfect timing!"

"Haha, brother, you’re quite heavy-handed. Aren’t you afraid of killing him?"

The security guard, with a solemn face, said righteously: "What’s confusing about this? This guy was shouting about killing people, I’m protecting you all.

You can eat randomly, but you can’t speak randomly. I have no grievances or grudges with him, why would I hit him for no reason?"

Hearing this, the surrounding crowd could only utter two words!

Impressive!

Wow, airport security really isn’t simple.

You’re claiming it’s unintentional, do we believe you?

However, looking at the unconscious Mao Daqing, the surrounding crowd also felt relieved.

"Line up, line up, don’t disrupt airport order." shouted the security guard who knocked out Mao Daqing.

In the next moment, he looked at Mao Daqing covered in spit and pulled out his phone.

"I want to report, there’s someone at our airport disturbing public order, severely affecting our flights. Please send someone immediately to take this person away."

Upon hearing this, many people’s mouths twitched!

Brother, don’t be so harsh, do you intend to send Mao Daqing to the station for a few days?

But I like it! Haha!

Half an hour later, when Mao Daqing woke up, he found several eyes staring at him.

But upon seeing the police uniforms, his expression suddenly changed.

???

Am I actually arrested?

Why me?

Am I not the victim here?

In the next moment, Mao Daqing wailed: "Officer, I’m innocent, look at my face, look at my arms, I’m the one who got beaten up."

A policeman chuckled: "We’ve seen plenty of people who got beaten up black and blue for causing trouble. Be honest, why did you want to kill? Who did you want to kill? Do you have no regard for the law?"

???

Mao Daqing was dumbfounded!

Causing trouble?

What the hell, I was the one provoked, OK?

Also, when did I want to kill someone? Who did I want to kill?

This makes no damn sense.

"Confession leads to leniency, resistance leads to severity!" continued the policeman.

In an instant, Mao Daqing’s mental state collapsed.

What the heck, I didn’t do anything.

I just got beaten up.

"Officer, listen to me..."

"I’m only twenty-five, alright? You’re forty-eight, and you’re calling me uncle?"

???

While Mao Daqing was undergoing this soul-searching interrogation, Zhang Fan had arrived at the National Shield Bureau!

At the entrance of the National Shield Bureau, Guo Xin and a group of old folks sat solemnly, waiting for Zhang Fan’s arrival.

And Liu Chuanxu’s group stood beside Guo Xin’s group.

Each person supported an umbrella with one hand and held a fan in the other, providing shade and fanning for Guo Xin’s group!

Although they had been waiting for over three hours, none of them showed any displeasure.

Instead, each one had a look of anticipation.

The group of old folks with Guo Xin were eagerly awaiting Zhang Fan to treat them.

Mind you, Zhou Xianan had woken up at five this morning and was able to get out of bed and walk.

That’s the most terrifying part.

The intracranial bleeding had been completely cleared out, and Zhou Xianan, after a good sleep, could walk around freely. For Guo Xin’s group plagued with old ailments, this was a thunderbolt out of the blue.

Is Zhang Fan’s medical skill really that freakish?

And Liu Chuanxu’s group behind him was just eager to witness Zhang Fan.

A single person taking down Japan’s National Shield—just the thought of it was thrilling!

Moreover, the most important thing is that Zhang Fan is coming this time to exchange technology with them.

For them, this is truly significant.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhang Fan nearly turned around and ran.

Over a hundred people waiting for him—no matter how you look at it, it feels unnerving?

At the moment Zhang Fan appeared, whether it was Guo Xin’s group of old folks or Liu Chuanxu’s side, everyone went wild as if on a sugar rush.

"A warm welcome to Comrade Zhang Fan for coming to the National Shield Bureau for an exchange!"

The group behind Liu Chuanxu shouted directly.

The sound wave was like a tide.

And Liu Chuanxu jogged over to Zhang Fan: "Brother Zhang Fan, you’re finally here. All the herbs, medicine furnace, and everything, are ready.

So, when do you want to start?"

Zhang Fan nodded: "Let’s start now. Take me to a spacious room to begin preparing the medicine!"

After all, there’s still stuff to do in the afternoon, and Zhang Fan doesn’t want to waste a minute.

"OK!" Liu Chuanxu nodded and led Zhang Fan through the doors of the National Shield Bureau.

However, as Zhang Fan headed to the freshly prepared pharmacy, Zhang Heng’s group widened their eyes.

???

What’s going on here?

Isn’t Zhang Fan here for a computer technology exchange?

Why is he tinkering with herbs?

"Director Liu, what’s the deal?" Zhang Heng asked!

Liu Chuanxu replied excitedly: "The main purpose of Brother Zhang Fan coming today is to treat Elder Guo and the others."

???

Zhang Heng’s group was instantly wide-eyed.

Are you kidding me?

Treating Elder Guo and the others?

Zhang Fan?

Isn’t he a computer expert? What the hell treating is this?

Director Liu, are you out of your mind?

Such a superior talent, making him fiddle with herbs doesn’t make any sense.

Shouldn’t we first discuss the National Shield System here?

Then let Zhang Fan give us some advice?

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