After the divorce, Leng Yan’s CEO kneeled down and begged for remarriage.

"Fei'er!"

Song Yaozu's eyes cracked, he staggered up and ran over.

He picked up Song Zifei's body lying in a pool of blood, stared at Lin Yue coldly, and said word by word: "Lin Yue, if you kill my son, the Song family and you are incompatible with each other!"

"He brought this upon himself, and it would be no pity to die.

"You can take revenge if you want, but I may not give you this chance!"

After saying that, Lin Yue suddenly raised his hand.

Cut grass without eradicating its roots, but the spring breeze blows and grows again!

He was not stupid enough to think that just a few words from his mouth could make Song Yaozu give up revenge.

The best way is to kill him too, once and for all!

"you dare!"

Song Yaozu roared hoarsely.

However, while he was shouting, he was still retreating hastily!

Under Lin Yue's strong oppression, he didn't even care about his son's body.

Before that, he might have thought that Lin Yue was just scaring people.

But Song Zifei's death made him understand that the young man in front of him was by no means an ordinary person.

Even killing someone seems to be as common to him as eating and drinking!

At this moment, everyone present looked at Lin Yue with fear in their eyes.

"Lin Yue, stop here!"

"Song Zifei is certainly guilty, but that doesn't mean his entire family will be silenced!"

Yang Huai quickly spoke to stop him.

He was not disgusted with Lin Yue's killing of Song Zifei.

After all, that kid almost killed himself.

On the contrary, Lin Yue's ability to make such a prompt decision was a bit beyond his expectation.

However, if Lin Yue continues to kill, the matter will be too big.

In order to bring this matter to an end, he must stop Lin Yue from continuing to kill.

"Stop talking about the situation! I can promise you to let him go."

"However, before that, you must fulfill your previous promise!"

Lin Yue stopped and said with an indifferent expression.

Yang Huai heard the words first, and a hint of determination suddenly appeared in his eyes.

In full view of everyone, he gritted his teeth, suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself!

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound spread throughout the audience.

Yang Huaixian's slap once again plunged the scene into deathly silence.

They couldn't even imagine that the majestic Chinese military god actually slapped himself in the face because of Lin Yue's words!

This is simply Arabian Nights!

But this extremely ridiculous scene actually happened.

"I will never offend Lin Yue again!"

"Otherwise, Song Zifei will serve as a warning to me!"

Jiang Cheng, who was specially brought here from the Yanjing Military Region by Yang Huaixian, had only this thought in his mind at this time.

"This Lin Yue is simply a murderous demon! The further away from him, the better!"

"Hurry up and leave this place of right and wrong. If it's too late, you might be taken to the military prison!"

"..."

The group of pharmaceutical company bosses brought by Song Yaozu dispersed one by one.

They are here to ask for money, not to risk their lives!

Who would dare to ask the Medical Alliance to compensate for the loss when encountering an evil star like Lin Yue?

They all hurried away, fearing that they would run slower than others.

"I will avenge my son's murder one day!"

Seeing that the group of people he called had all run away, Song Yaozu turned around and ran away with Song Zifei's body in his arms after saying a harsh word.

He knows very well that if he wants revenge, his own abilities alone are not enough!

Therefore, everything must be considered in the long term.

"Mr. Lin, I was so offended by the old man."

"You don't remember small mistakes, please don't be as knowledgeable as me!"

After everyone left, Yang Huai reluctantly apologized.

Asking him to apologize to Lin Yue was more uncomfortable than killing him.

But in this situation, he had no choice at all.

"Stop talking nonsense and take me to see Zhao Qikang now!"

Seeing that Yang Huaixian finally surrendered, Lin Yue stopped pursuing it.

At present, what he is most concerned about is Zhao Qikang's injury.

"Mr. Lin, it's not that I don't want to take you. It's just that with my current situation, I have to go to the hospital first!" Yang Huai said with a bitter smile.

He was shot in the knee, and if not treated in time, he is likely to be disabled.

"alright."

Lin Yue frowned slightly and walked towards Yang Huai with the wooden box on his shoulders.

"All vigilance!"

When Jiang Cheng saw Lin Yue approaching, he shouted nervously like a frightened rabbit and quickly protected Yang Huai behind him.

The soldiers all stared at Lin Yue nervously, treating him like a savage beast.

"Why are you so nervous? I'm just here to treat his injuries."

Lin Yue smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Cure?"

Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but then he started to murmur again.

Yang Huai suffered a gunshot wound first. No matter how talented Lin Yue was, without a scalpel, how could he still take bullets with bare hands?

Jiang Cheng is a forensic doctor!

Just because he majored in forensic medicine in college does not mean that his medical skills are not good.

How could an old general like Yang Huaixian be allowed to personally name and accompany him? How could he be an ordinary person?

However, even a professional like him would not be able to perform such a difficult operation as removing a bullet without the corresponding medical equipment.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but said: "Lin...Mr. Lin, in my opinion, it is best to go to the hospital for General Yang's injury."

"Go to the hospital? I don't have that much time to waste."

"It's just a simple gunshot wound, why bother?"

Lin Yue opened the wooden box as he spoke.

With a solemn expression, he took out the cloth bag containing the silver needles from the box.

The bag was opened, and what came into view were eighteen silver needles of different sizes.

"Silver needles? Although this acupuncture method can cure injuries? Old General Yang, he was injured by a gunshot!"

"Are you planning to use a silver needle to take out the bullet?"

Jiang Cheng, who originally had some luck with Lin Yue, felt speechless for a moment.

"I think he is probably just trying to show off. I'm afraid the medical saint can't do it with a silver needle, right?"

"If you still want to show off at this time, you are really mentally ill!"

The group of disciples from the Medical Alliance couldn't help but taunted out of resentment towards Lin Yue.

"Doctor Lin, the body of the military god is not something you can joke about."

"In my opinion, it would be safer to send him to the hospital to remove the bullet."

Seeing this, Sun Zhicheng also frowned and reminded.

He and Jiang Cheng's views were basically the same.

Silver needles are not advisable to treat gunshot wounds.

What's more, Yang Huai was shot in the knee first.

A little carelessness may result in lifelong disability.

With such a consequence, no matter how big the backer Lin Yue is, he may not be able to protect him!

Faced with everyone's ridicule and doubts, Lin Yue laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Jiang Cheng asked coldly.

Although, Lin Yue had just saved Yang Huaixian once.

But it doesn't mean that Jiang Cheng can forget about being beaten.

"I laugh at your stupidity!"

"From the beginning to the end, it seems that I never said that I would use a silver needle to remove the bullet, right?"

"Your imagination is really rich."

After finishing his words, Lin Yue raised his hand and took out a silver needle...