"Thank you, Master," Zhao Tianhua thanked him repeatedly.
The master took out a spiritual vial, which contained black dog blood. Their Yixue Association is recognized by the state, and they usually do this business, so they are not comparable to those charlatans.
Moreover, they have all the guys on board. This master has traveled around the world for many years and has extremely rich experience. He sprinkled his black dog blood on Zhao Yang, then shouted loudly, took out a Yin-Yang mirror, and looked at Zhao Yang from a distance.
Originally, the room was full of yin energy. Although everyone couldn't see it, they always felt that the yin energy was cold to the bones. As soon as the master's yin-yang bronze mirror came out, an invisible brilliance filled the room, and the whole room shone brightly.
The cold breath disappeared immediately, and everyone felt warm all over.
As soon as the expert takes action, he will know if there is one. This master is now majestic, and the feeling of not being angry and being powerful makes him feel extremely at ease.
Zhao Tianhua finally felt at ease. It seemed that this master really had some real abilities and his son would definitely be saved.
At this moment, the master suddenly groaned, blood spurted out, and the bronze mirror suddenly flew towards his chest like it was out of control.
Fortunately, his skills weren't just blown away. He quickly rolled back, and with a crisp sound, his Yin-Yang Mirror shattered into pieces.
The master was trembling with distress. His Yin-Yang Mirror was a magic weapon, and it was destroyed like this. This made him almost cry.
In addition to feeling distressed, the master also broke out in a cold sweat. He was already sure that someone wanted to punish Zhao Yang, and the other party's cultivation level was much higher than his.
"Master, how are you, how are you?" Zhao Tianhua quickly helped the master up.
"It's too fierce. This ghost is too fierce. Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry that I can't do anything about Young Master Ling. You can hire someone else." The master said in a panic. He didn't dare to stay in the room for one more minute. He turned around and ran away.
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"Master, please help me. I can pay you any amount, five million. As long as my son is fine, I will pay five million." Zhao Tianhua pulled the master in panic.
"Five million, you can't buy the magic weapon I just broke for ten million," the master shook his head and left as if running away. He was joking, the other party was a master of metaphysics, and he was just a scumbag compared to others.
How dare you challenge others?
In another ward, Ye Haoxuan put away the money sword in his hand and sneered: "Zhao Tianhua, aren't you rich? I think if you are rich, you can buy your son's life."
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Zhao Yang suddenly woke up from a coma. Because he had just mutilated himself, his body was covered with bandages, just like a mummy.
"Son, you're awake. Are you okay?" Zhao Tianhua rushed to the bedside, but he still didn't dare to go forward, for fear that his son would go crazy and bite his ears off.
"I feel better, I'm okay, I'm okay..."
Zhao Yang murmured that what happened just now still left him with lingering fear. He couldn't control himself at all. For some reason, it seemed like there was another person in his body, controlling him, and he couldn't stop committing suicide.
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhao Tianhua saw that his son's eyes were clear, and he should be okay. No matter what the master said, as long as his son was okay, he ordered the bodyguard to untie his son's rope.
He stayed far away from his son. Seeing that his son was really okay, he dared to get closer.
"Son, recover from your injuries. Let's get out of the hospital as soon as possible. We won't stay here anymore." Zhao Tianhua said with lingering fear.
"Okay, I want to get better soon." Zhao Yang lost too much blood and his whole face turned pale.
At this moment, Zhao Tianhua's cell phone rang. It was his assistant calling.
"What's the matter? Don't bother me if you have nothing to do." Zhao Tianhua shouted impatiently.
"Mr. Zhao, come to Century New District and take a look. Those workers are causing trouble again." His secretary's voice came from the microphone.
"You just have to figure it out. Damn it, you have to bother me with such a trivial matter. What do you want me to do?" Zhao Tianhua scolded him impatiently.
"Mr. Zhao, the game is a little too big this time. Hundreds of them are gambling at the construction site asking for money. Some of the equipment has been taken over by them. They threaten to go to our sales center and smash the signboard if they don't pay."
The secretary said bitterly.
"Asshole, who's taking the lead? Just wait, I'll be there soon." Zhao Tianhua was furious. Didn't he just owe them some wages? What made it happen like this?
"Son, you recover from your injuries. I'll teach those bastards a lesson and I'll be back soon," Zhao Tianhua turned around and left.
Zhao Tianhua is a real estate tycoon. His real estate is one of the best in Qingyuan. A new district was completed some time ago, but he has deducted the wages of those workers for more than half a year. He either has no money or does not want to pay them.
When we arrived at the construction site, hundreds of workers holding shovels were surrounding their assistant and asking for money.
"Get the fuck out of here, you don't need money, you risk your life, damn, you dare to ask me for money, are you impatient?" After getting out of the car, Zhao Tianhua roared, pushed away the crowd, and stood on a step.
"He is Zhao Tianhua, the real estate owner."
"Ask him for money, the evil boss..."
"Yes, we want money, and you owe us wages."
The workers at the site became excited, but there were also a lot of security guards and gangsters at the construction site. They looked at the migrant workers with eager eyes and held weapons in their hands to prevent the migrant workers from pushing forward.
"Whoever takes the lead, come up and talk." Zhao Tianhua yelled, "How can I understand if one person is paralyzed and has the same voice?"
A contractor was elected. He walked up to Zhao Tianhua and shouted: "Zhao Tianhua, the project has been completed, why are you still holding back our wages? We, the whole family, all depend on this little money to survive."
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"Who owes you money? The project payment has been paid, and you are still asking me for money. This is blackmail." Zhao Tianhua sneered.
"You fart, you still have at least a year and a half's salary unpaid, and there are hundreds of thousands, and you just want to hold on without paying it," the foreman said angrily.
"Damn, that money is for mechanical wear and tear. Didn't I buy my equipment with money? And you think it's easy to open a real estate, and I don't have to take care of it.
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