The Divine Doctor and Stay-at-home Dad

"Stop, hurry up and let me stop!"

Sun Shengtian’s sad reminder found that the words that he had called for a lifetime have not been called many times today, but there is no way, and if they don’t stop, they will be completely scrapped by the dad’s company.

"The surname Qin, hurry to call your people to stop, we can talk."

Qin Haodong waved his hand and told the daddy company to stop first, then said: "I want to talk about it, I will pay for all the losses of our Lin's jewelry, and I will renovate the smashed house, only time for you. Three days, more than one day will not work."

"Dream!" Sun Shengtian did not expect Qin Haodong to raise such conditions and cried, "The building was originally our grandson's house. We are going to marry our own house. Why should we accompany you?"

Qin Haodong said: "Being a man should be reasonable. The real estate certificate of this building is clearly written with my name. How is your grandson?"

Sun Shengtian shouted: "That was originally our grandson's family. It was taken from your granddaughter."

"Grab? Your granddaughter is next to you. You ask her, dare to say that this house is what I grab?" Qin Haodong sneered, "Your granddaughter is breast-feeding, this is the medical fee she paid me, the real estate license is When she found someone to send me to me, why did it become what I robbed?"

Looking at Sun Qianqian who had a low head and soon touched the two pairs of big balls, I don’t have to ask Sun Shengtian to know that Qin Haodong said it was true, but he still said: "No matter what you say today, you are hitting my grandson, I want to Solve, our grandchildren have our conditions."

Qin Haodong smiled slightly and said with great interest: "Talk about it, what are your conditions?"

Sun Shengtian straightened his waist and said with arrogance: "First, returning our Sun House building, second compensation for the loss of our grandson, and the third publicly apologize to our grandson..."

"Stop...stop... hurry up!" Qin Haodong couldn't listen anymore. I really don't know where the old things come from, and said, "Old grandson, can you still point your face?"

"you……"

Sun Shengtian lived in his 70s. For the first time, he was pointed to his nose and said that he was shameless. He suddenly said: "Kid, don't think that you are a little bit awesome. You haven't seen our grandson's card yet."

Qin Haodong said: "Okay, take your cards and show them to me."

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry. When you don't regret it," Sun Shengtian turned around and said respectfully to the three people behind him. "The three are offering, this time you have to trouble three of you."

These three people are the top honors invited by the Sun family. The martial arts circles call them the three friends of the old age, namely Mr. Song, Mr. Zhu and Mr. Mei. Among them, Mr. Song’s cultivation is the highest, and he has reached the realm of the two masters. Mr. Zhu and Mr. Mei are both masters.

The combination of the three masters of the masters is not a small person in any place in China. Sun Jia is relying on these three people to be the first in the three major families.

Mr. Song said: "Reassure the owner, these people gave us three brothers."

He finished, with Mr. Zhu and Mr. Mei, stepped forward to Qin Haodong and Ma Wenzhuo.

Mr. Mei said: "Young people, have to say that you are a little bit strong, but they are still far worse than our brothers. They should follow the instructions of Sun’s family, and wait until our brothers start to work."

Qin Haodong disdained three people and glanced at him: "As far as you are, it is not worthy!"

"You... arrogant!" Mr. Mei strode out and pointed to Qin Haodong, "Boy, come over and let me teach you how to behave."

"I have said, you are not worthy!" Qin Haodong turned back and said to Ma Wenzhuo, "all broke through to the guru, and still so calm, this old guy handed it to you, practice your hand, consolidate the repair. ”

"Boss, you can see it, I want to give you a surprise."

Ma Wenzhuo was originally the sacred sacred body. The speed of cultivation is very comparable. With the help of Qin Haodong medicinal herbs, it broke through the bottleneck of darkness last night and became a master. He also wanted to find opportunities to show off with Qin Haodong. I thought it was seen at a glance.

"I don't have to, you still give this old thing a surprise."

Qin Haodong pointed to Mr. Mei.

"Don't worry about the boss, I must find him to find the teeth."

After Ma Wenzhuo finished, he strode to Mr. Mei.

"As long as you are still a master, pretending to be a ghost, see the old man revealing your true face."

In the view of Mr. Mei, the dialogue between the two people is to give him a listener. If you are so young, how can you break through the realm of the guru and it will be good to reach the level of darkness.

"Hurricane palm!"

Mr. Mei shouted and took a palm to Ma Wenzhuo's chest, using the best hurricane he was good at.

"Good to come! Look at my rice dumplings and kill you!"

It was also a big drink. Ma Wenzhuo did not evade. He did not care about the palm that Mr. Mei called, and punched his fist toward his chest.

Mr. Mei sneered a bit, in his opinion, Ma Wenzhuo is looking for death.

Even if he has just broken through to a master, there is a gap between the masters of the product. However, he has stayed in this realm for five years, and his skill is profound. It is a boy who has just broken through.

Therefore, he did not dodge, but instead referred to the strength of the hurricane palm from the 80% to 20%.

Mr. Song’s mouth sneered a sneer. In his opinion, Ma Wenzhuo was dead. A young man in his twenties could never be the opponent of his brother.

Two screams, the two figures suddenly separated, and Mr. Song slammed his eyes wide, and the scene in the field was far beyond his expectations.

Just hard to put a palm, Ma Wenzhuo stepped back four or five steps, then stood up in shape, calm and happy.

The original Mr. Mei, who was originally optimistic, was like a broken kite flying out a dozen meters, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"How can this be?"

Mr. Song did not understand, Mr. Mei’s heart was even more ignorant, and it was also a master of the same class. It was also a hard fight, even if he did not take advantage of it, why would he be injured? Why is the opponent's boxing strength so strong? Why does the other person have such a repair at a young age?

They can't think of dreams. Ma Wenzhuo is a sacred sacred body of the millennium. Not only is the defensive ability superior, but the power is far superior to ordinary people. Even Qin Haodong rarely fights with him.

"Old man, come again!"

Ma Wenzhuo could not find such a suitable opponent on weekdays. Today, he grabbed Mr. Mei, how could it be easily let go, and the figure came to him in front of him, and he banged out again.

With the help of the former car, Mr. Mei did not dare to fight hard again. He launched a unique light body method to let this punch, and then played with him.

Although Ma Wenzhuo took advantage of the first place, it was the threshold that had just entered the guru. From the experience to the use of power, it was not very skillful and soon fell to the disadvantage.

However, he also has his own advantages. With the super defense and strength of the Kirin Eucharist, it is difficult to distinguish with Mr. Mei.

And as time went by, he became more and more proficient in the use of exercises, and gradually began to anti-customer, and Mr. Mei was slowly overwhelmed.

After another ten minutes, Ma Wenzhuo has completely stabilized the cultivation of the master, which has the upper hand in strength, defensiveness and speed.

Mr. Mei has been thoroughly sweated by his body. He has never seen such a freak. He has grown so fast. Is this still human?

Just as he was slightly distracted, Ma Wenzhuo’s fist had already arrived. He tried his best to avoid the punch, but he could no longer evade the kick that he had kicked.

Just listening to the bang, Mr. Mei is like a sandbag in the middle of the squad, flying in the air, and vomiting blood in the air in the air, so Mr. Song will catch him, this will avoid being injured again.

Even so, Mr. Mei is also like a blank paper, completely losing the ability to fight again.

The Sun family is awesome here. You must know that in the eyes of the master, the three friends in the eyes of the masters are like gods, masters of the master class, almost invincible existence.

But all of this has subverted their cognition. Qin Haodong casually sent a young man and vomited blood from his Mr. Mei. How can this be played? What does the Sun family still do to compete with others?

Sun Shengtian’s face is also difficult to look at. It was originally thought that Sun’s strength was strong enough, and his fist was hard enough to completely crush Qin Haodong.

Now it is defeated, the defeat is very miserable, and Qin Haodong, who looks even more powerful, has not yet shot, only a Ma Wenzhuo.

"I come!"

After a big drink, Mr. Zhu volleyed to Ma Wenzhuo.

Their three-year-old friends are like brothers, and Mr. Mei is injured. He has to avenge his own brother.

Mr. Zhu’s madness, he frequently launched an attack, but his cultivation was only with Mr. Mei, and he was the opponent of Ma Wenzhuo.

After only fighting for more than a dozen rounds, Ma Wenzhuo flew a fist and fell on the ground with a big mouth and vomiting blood. It seems that the wound is not much lighter than Mr. Mei.

The three major sacrifices have already lost two, and the morale of the Sun family has dropped to the lowest point.

Ma Wenzhuo won two straight games and screamed proudly: "Who else?"

"Kid, you are too crazy."

Mr. Song looked gloomy and came over.

"Old man, don't you convinced? Come to Lao Tzu and beat you to vomit blood."

After Ma Wenzhuo finished speaking, he was pulled back by Qin Haodong.

This Mr. Song is a real master of the second class. It is far from being comparable to Mr. Mei and Mr. Zhu. Even though he has the sacred body protection, he can only make sandbags for others.

Called back to Ma Wenzhuo, Qin Haodong said to Lin Momo: "This old man is handed over to you."

Lin Momo is now a master of the three masters, but the actual combat experience is a little less, this two masters of the son of Mr. Song just gave her hands.

Seeing that Qin Haodong actually let a woman do it with herself, Mr. Song said with a cold face: "Boy, are you insulting me? You have the ability to come over, let's play two."

Qin Haodong smiled and said: "The old man, I said that you are not worthy, let me win the woman first."

"Kid, since you don't care about your woman's life and death, don't blame the old man for destroying the flowers."

The successive injuries of the two brothers have ignited the anger in Mr. Song's heart. His face flashed a shock, and then the whole person flew up in the air, and the two legs turned into a shadow of the sky, surrounded by the figure of Lin Momo.

Anyone familiar with Mr. Song knows that his life's cultivation is on two legs, this time is really angry.

Lin Momo stood quietly in the field, and was unmoved by everything in front of him. Seeing that Mr. Song’s leg shadow had arrived, she was also out of her legs.

Compared with Mr. Song’s legs, her legs are straight and slender, and they have too much momentum. On the contrary, they have an infinite beauty.

"Is this okay? Such a beautiful thigh will definitely be kicked off by Mr. Song."

"Is the name of Qin crazy? Such a beautiful wife is not good to care, even let her go to death..."

Although it is an enemy, the people of the Sun family still have no regrets for the beauty of the forest.