Lin Yang sat quietly on the chair and stared at the third young master calmly.
Everyone was staring at the bright knife next to his arm.
Who is Doctor Lin?
That is a peerless healer.
Healers cannot heal themselves!
What's more, if Dr. Lin loses his hands, how can he treat people? This will almost cripple him!
But... Lin Yang said these words with all his heart, and even put the knife in front of the Third Young Master, asking him to chop it up!
This is no longer his incomparable self-confidence! It’s his impact on Third Young Master’s heart!
If Third Young Master doesn't take action, it means Lin Yang wins.
If Third Young Master takes action... no one knows what the consequences will be!
This is a psychological game.
It could also... be fatal!
Perhaps there is still a big gap between the current Yanghua family and the Nangong family!
But Yanghua belongs to Director Lin, so Director Lin is the leader!
The Nangong family... doesn't belong to the Third Young Master! Can it follow the Third Young Master's lead?
The third young master fell into silence.
The people around were all watching this scene with fear and fear. No one dared to take a breath, and many people had sweat on their faces.
Even Xu Tian's palms were wet with sweat...
Some figures were flickering in several other VIP boxes.
Obviously, many people are paying attention to the developments here.
No one expected that things would turn into this situation...
"What? Are you not moving?"
Lin Yang looked at the third young master and spoke calmly.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Divine Doctor Lin?" Third Young Master Nangong asked calmly.
"You do it, my hand is yours! Don't say I didn't give you a chance, or...do you even want someone else to do things like cutting off people's hands?" Lin Yang asked.
Nangong Sanshao narrowed his eyes and stared at the knife for a while. Suddenly, he moved his steps and seemed to be walking towards the knife.
His action shocked everyone!
Is it possible that the Third Young Master really wants to chop off the hand of Miracle Doctor Lin?
Crazy?
This time, even Third Young Master's subordinates became nervous.
However, at this moment, urgent shouts sounded.
"Stop! Stop! Both of you, please stop!"
As soon as the voice fell, Ding Mao's fat figure rushed to the front and stood directly in front of the knife. He squeezed out a smile and said hurriedly: "You two, you two, please calm down and don't be angry! Let's
It’s easy to discuss if you have anything to say!”
"President Ding Mao, are you going to intervene in the matter between me and Divine Doctor Lin?" Third Young Master Nangong stopped and asked with a smile.
"Third Young Master, I know you are unhappy, but the auction is about to start, so you just treat me as a favor. If you have any questions, can we talk to you after the auction is over? Aren't you also here for this purple thing?
Are you coming from the mine? If the auction cannot go ahead, you will not be able to get this purple mine in the first time, are you right?" Ding Mao said with a smile.
This is a step!
"Well, you are right to say that. My young master's time is precious, and it is indeed not suitable to waste it like this!" Third Young Master Nangong nodded and smiled lightly: "Divine Doctor Lin, congratulations, it seems that your hand can still be preserved.
