Super Car Sales System

Chapter 582 Damn
Chapter 601: Damn
The door of the office was ajar, Konosuke Hosono walked over and stood by the door to observe.

It was quiet and nothing unusual inside, Konosuke Hosono was still worried, so he slowly opened the door and poked his head in to scan the situation.

no one.

Konosuke Hosono smiled in relief, turned his head towards Fang Yuan and lowered his voice to let him follow quickly.

As Konosuke Hosono entered the office, Fang Yuan stood at the door and looked around. Where is the door of the infirmary that Konosuke Hosono mentioned?I had no choice but to look at him depressed.

Hosono Konosuke motioned to keep quiet and make no noise, then pointed to a screen in the corner, and told Fang Yuan that behind it was the door of the infirmary, and he himself walked quickly to the huge safe behind the desk.

Glancing at the overexcited Konosuke Hosono, Fang Yuan picked up a palm-sized glass ashtray on the coffee table as he walked to the infirmary alone. .

When he got to the front, Fang Yuan lightly pushed the doorknob and pushed the door, but there was a slight click, but it did not move at all, obviously it was locked.

Fang Yuan was not in a hurry, he took off his watch and quickly opened it, carefully pushed the wooden door to open a gap, just in time to see a huge operating bed and shadowless lamps on it in the middle of the room, and there seemed to be someone lying on it, standing on both sides One was busy in a white coat with his head bowed.

No need to guess, the person above the operating table must be Wang Jialiang, but the two people next to him are a bit difficult to solve.

Fang Yuan was afraid that his weak body would not be able to deal with them, but he didn't want to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, pushed open the wooden door, and rushed towards the doctor on the right first.

Unexpectedly, the doctors on both sides of the operating bed turned their heads to look at Fang Yuan who rushed in. They were all dumbfounded, especially the white man on the right was stunned for a while, and just about to tell Fang Yuan to get out, the figure had already rushed in front of him.

Fang Yuan raised the glass ashtray he was holding tightly and slammed it on the white man's face. There was a loud bang, and a blood mist splashed. The doctor's body fell back and hit the ground heavily, holding his head and unable to get up. .

Not caring about going around to the opposite side, Fang Yuan's waving arms drew an arc in the air, his beating action didn't stop, and he threw the ashtray towards another doctor, hitting his face accurately, I only heard an ouch and also fell backwards.

The movement of smashing and throwing was as smooth as flowing water, knocking down two people almost within a second.

Hearing the movement, Wang Jialiang, who was lying there, opened his eyes, and shot Fang Yuan with frightened and angry eyes, and immediately realized the danger.

Wang Jialiang didn't care about the needles on the back of his hands. He put his hands on the side of the bed and wanted to get up. A cold light came to his face, and a scalpel was inserted straight into his left chest.

The sharp scalpel easily penetrated into the skin, spattering patches of blood, Wang Jialiang felt a sharp pain in his chest, he groaned from the pain, and was about to swing his arm to push Fang Yuan's palm.

Fang Yuan has already pulled out the scalpel, and yelled at him heart-piercingly: "Master taught you a whole body of skills, but you killed your wife, deceived your master and exterminated your ancestors, damn it."

"Ah...you..." Wang Jialiang trembled like a lightning strike, his raised arm was frozen in the air, not to mention pushing away Fang Yuan's arm, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained instantly, and he fell again with a bang. Go back to bed.

"Master's family treats you like family, but you forced senior sister to death, you are devoid of conscience, damn it." Another shout of anger resounded through the secret room, and the scalpel pierced straight into Wang Jialiang's right chest.

"Master has raised you for 30 years, but you took all his family property and fled to Japan. You are ungrateful, damn it." Before Wang Jialiang could cry out the pain, Fang Yuan stabbed him in the stomach again.

The crazy Fang Yuan stabbed Wang Jialiang three times in the blink of an eye. Bright red blood gushed out from the three cuts, soaking the clothes and sheets, and the whole upper body was bright red like a blood man.

Wang Jialiang fell into a pool of blood, his body twitched, his mouth trembled and spit out blood, he stared at Fang Yuan with incredible eyes, raised his arm with difficulty and pointed at Fang Yuan and said intermittently: "You... Actually... is Song Guoyuan's apprentice?"

"Didn't you think so?" In order to find Wang Jialiang, Fang Yuan pretended to be his grandson in Japan to treat him to dinner with a smiley face, but the god of heaven finally let him find Wang Jialiang to avenge his revenge.

"Forgive... spare my life, I'll give you all the money." Wang Jialiang spat out the blood from his mouth, still begging Fang Yuan to spare his life, and was willing to pay any price for this, but Fang Yuan didn't wait. Yuan replied, tilted his head to the side, kicked his legs and swallowed his breath.

Finally died, Fang Yuan snorted coldly, he didn't feel sorry for this unfaithful, wolf-hearted traitor at all, but he let out a sigh of relief, feeling happy that he could help the master clean up the family and get revenge.

"Killed, killed." Dr. Mike howled almost hysterically. The more he looked at Fang Yuan, the more he looked like a human-eating demon. He kicked his feet on the ground and backed away in horror, hoping to get as far away from him as possible.

Murder is not death in vain, for his own safety, Fang Yuan gripped the scalpel and went directly to stab Dr. Mike in the chest.

"Help." There was also a scream from the other side of the bed, but before the doctor could reach the door, Fang Yuan chased him down and killed him.

The operating room was in a mess, Fang Yuan walked out of the room without looking back, just in time to meet Konosuke Hosono who was walking towards this side.

"Mr. Fang, what happened inside?" Hosono Konosuke looked Fang Yuan up and down, his terrified expression seemed to notice something.

"Did you find any money in the safe?"

"No." Fang Yuan's question almost made Konosuke Hosono depressed to death, not to mention finding the money, for such a long time, he didn't even open the safe.

"Follow me." Fang Yuan directly passed Konosuke Hosono, walked to the back of the desk and opened the shelf of the bookshelf, and banknotes from various countries neatly arranged appeared in front of Konosuke Hosono.

"It's hidden here? There are so many?" Hosono Konosuke didn't care what happened in the operating room. He walked over slowly with his eyes straightened and his body trembling. He couldn't believe his eyes, let alone asked Fang. How did Yuan know how Zhonglu Yazhi would hide the money here.

No wonder Konosuke Hosono became so absent-minded. Dollars, Japanese Yen, Euros, and Chinese coins were densely packed into the entire grid. How had he ever seen so many since he was a child?

"Mine, it's all mine." Konosuke Hosono walked up to the bookshelf, opened his arms and rushed over, grabbed both sides of the grid, yelling in a trembling voice.

Two seconds later, Konosuke Hosono, who was overly excited, turned around and looked around in the office again, and finally let him find a suitcase.

Konosuke Hosono opened the suitcase and put it on the desk. He didn't even look at the Japanese yen, Huaxia coins and euros. He grabbed the US dollars and began to put them in. Fang Yuan stood aside and looked at them coldly. There is no intention of taking a copy in the past.

Konosuke Hosono was not satisfied with the US dollars that had been spread throughout the suitcase, and filled all the pockets of his body.

"It's mine, it's all mine." Konosuke Hosono couldn't help repeating this sentence, and took out a few stacks of dollars from the grid, trying to fill up the gaps in the suitcase.

(End of this chapter)