Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 060: Ground Control Palace, Everlasting Nether Capital!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 141: Sealed Artifact
Ten in the morning.
Yuan Ke was heading out of Fengbei on a car, and he kept rushing the driver uneasily, “Hurry up, I’m begging you! Faster!”
…
Around half an hour later,
Old Ma was pushed out by the military doctor and tossed into an empty patient room. Meanwhile, Guan Qi was still being treated.
At the lobby below, Fatty Xing, dressed in a windbreaker, walked in with widened strides as he waved his arm, “Pleased to meet you, sorry for the trouble.”
A soldier went over to shake Fatty Xing’s hand before gesturing to the lift, saying, “Yuan Hua is on the third floor.”
“I’ll pay that old man a visit first.”
“Ah, he’s on the fourth floor!”
“Has he awoken yet? Can he speak?” Fatty Xing asked.
“He wasn’t shot in the vitals, so speaking shouldn’t be a problem,” the soldier replied.
“Thanks for the help.”
“It’s nothing much. I’m just following orders,” the soldier said as he escorted Fatty Xing up the lift.
A few minutes later, they arrived before the empty patient room. Fatty Xing, together with his second son and Peter, entered the room. As for the others, they stood outside the door and waited for them.
Inside the room, the pale-faced Old Ma was on an IV drip. His eyes were closed, and he was lying on the bed quietly.
Fatty Xing took off his leather gloves and smacked Old Ma’s shoulder, “Heh, despite being an old thing, it looks like your bones are still pretty tough!”
“They’re still not tougher than you capitalists,” Old Ma replied with a sigh.
Standing by the bedside with his hands behind his back, Fatty Xing glanced down at Old Ma and said, “Let’s cut the bullshit and get to business.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“Don’t feign ignorance. Where’s my son?” Fatty Xing asked.
Old Ma looked at Fatty Xing for a moment before a grin formed on his lips. He asked, “Answer a few of my questions, and we can talk business right after.”
Fatty Xing frowned before nodding slowly, “Fine, ask.”
“The cost of your medicine is the same as ours, so why are you selling them for so expensively?” Old Ma asked.
“No, our cost is diffe
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