Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh doctor saves people will kill
"What are you looking at? What do you mean?"
The orange-haired gangster saw her glancing at him and immediately shouted loudly, looking for trouble.
"What do I mean? What are you guilty of?"
From the series of secretly making things difficult for Zhang Yang just now, it can be seen that although Shuya is a beautiful host, she is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so she immediately retorted.
Of course, the way she made things difficult for Zhang Yang was just a woman's petty thinking...
"Guilty conscience? What the hell am I guilty of?"
The orange-haired gangster was always looking for trouble. When he heard what she said, he immediately got angry and cursed: "You stinky bitch, you asked me to be an audience. Now that the show is over, are you trying to unjustly accuse me by burning down the bridge?"
"If you have anything to say, please say it. Don't make trouble, otherwise I'll call security." Li Peijun had already noticed that a few gangsters were deliberately looking for trouble, and immediately reminded him.
It is often more troublesome to provoke such gangsters. They just deliberately find trouble and curse, and even if they do it, they can only push a few times, but they are not as desperate as the gangsters. So even if the police call the police, they usually go in with the front foot, teach them with the back foot, and then let go.
come out.
But they don't let it go behind the scenes, and they use dirty tricks to plot against you. Therefore, this kind of person is the most despised, but also a headache.
"MD, what's wrong with calling security? Do you think I'm afraid? You invited us here, and now you've wronged us. Do you still have any reason to deal with it?" The orange-haired gangster shouted arrogantly as the villain complained first.
"You... we didn't accuse you wrongly." Li Peijun suddenly felt like a scholar meeting a soldier, and he didn't know what to say.
"Didn't you accuse me wrongly? What did this little girl mean when she said I had a guilty conscience? Do I seem to have a guilty conscience?" The orange-haired gangster glanced at Shuya and said proudly.
He spoke of a little girl, making the same Shuya blush with anger, her delicate body trembled, but she was helpless.
Is it illegal to curse?
Technically speaking, swearing is a crime, but it is just criticism and education. Like the orange-haired gangster, criticism and education are of no use...
"What she means when she says you have a guilty conscience is that you brought these snakes in. Do you still ask such a simple question over and over again?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.
After he said this, everyone's eyes instantly focused on him.
You don’t need to guess to know that everyone has the same idea. Isn’t this provoking trouble? Deliberately making it difficult for these gangsters to be the host?
"Did you see that I even heard that you were invited to be interviewed? Do you still want to deny it?" The orange-haired gangster was stunned, and then shouted to Shuya.
He hasn't realized what Zhang Yang means yet, but it is in his own interest at this time, so he can't let this opportunity pass...
"She didn't want to deny it, so she just said you brought her in. What can you do? Are you a man, and you still want to hit a woman?" Zhang Yang turned his head to Shuya and said with a smile.
"That's right. Even if I say you brought me here, what can you do to me?"
Shuya immediately understood what he meant. It was impossible to deal with these rogue gangsters with common sense, not to mention that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble. The more you gave in, the more he pushed forward.
Of course, she also knows that she is a host and a public figure after all, and she cannot say nonsense without evidence.
Thinking of this, the conversation changed and he continued: "Besides, I didn't say it was you just now. You just blamed yourself for your guilt. What does it have to do with me?"
"As a young man, you are guarding the scene with so many elders and aunties. What do you think you are?"
Zhang Yang changed the topic and deliberately dragged these old men and women into the conflict.
"That's right, how can you talk at such a young age?"
"Do you and your parents also call themselves me at home?"
"You have no education at all at such a young age."
…
Sure enough, a group of old men and women immediately started talking in all directions and pointed their spearheads directly at a few gangsters.
"I can say whatever the hell I want, what does it have to do with you? Don't think that being a doctor and being interviewed by a reporter will make you feel great."
When the orange-haired gangster heard the accusations, he immediately became angry, but he also understood that he had no choice but to vent his anger on Zhang Yang.
To put it bluntly, even Shuya and Li Peijun from the TV station were just trying to show off their rhetoric and show off their authority. If they really wanted to take action, a few security guards would come in and send them directly to the police station.
So he very cleverly targeted Zhang Yang...
"I'm just a doctor, but I look down on you in my heart. Do you think you're better off than me?"
Zhang Yang looked proud and continued with contempt in his eyes: "They are just a bunch of rubbish from society. You even have your parents to support you. You don't think about how to find a job, but you just go around and make trouble. Although I am not
Your parents, but I feel ashamed and blush for your parents."
puff!
Shuya couldn't help but laugh out loud, thinking what kind of curse was this? Why did she feel that she was of the same generation as her parents?
He is really thick-skinned, but having said that, this way of cursing people that hits the mark without using any curse words is indeed very relaxing...
"Maler Gobi, why are you so crazy about a bad doctor? I think you don't want to live anymore?" The orange-haired gangster was scolded by him. The muscles on his face began to twist, and he clenched his fists tightly and moved forward.
He took two steps and cursed.
Several gangsters next to him immediately came over and surrounded Zhang Yang in the middle, as if they were afraid that he would run away.
The atmosphere in the recording hall instantly became tense. Even Shuya and Li Peijun, the surrounding audience members, couldn't help but sweat for him. They took out their mobile phones from their pockets, ready to call the police at any time.
"I am a doctor. Since I can save people, I am also good at killing people."
Zhang Yang smiled and continued: "So even if I kill you, others won't be able to tell. If you don't believe me, try it."
"Fuck you, I have to destroy you today."
The orange-haired gangster saw that he was very thin and was eager to save some face for everyone, so he didn't listen to what he said and hit him in the chest with his fist.
Bang!
When his fist was about to hit Zhang Yang, he ducked sideways without any contact with the opponent's body.
But the orange-haired gangster seemed unable to stop the car at all, and fell headlong into the seats of the auditorium...
"Boss, what's wrong with you?"
"How is this going?"
…
He hurriedly stepped forward, pulled him up, and asked.
Everyone could see clearly that Zhang Yang just dodged and didn't even touch him. How could he pounce on him for no reason?
But he fell so hard that there was blood in his mouth and nose, and there was a big bump on his forehead...
As we all know, if a person takes the initiative to hit someone, even if the other person dodges, he should be able to stop his hand in time, but the orange-haired gangster in front of him is obviously more serious than being knocked to the ground.
But despite falling like this, he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and actually had a smile on his face.
"Haha, I'm so itchy! Please help me scratch it!"
Suddenly the orange-haired gangster pushed away his brother who was concerned about him, got up and scratched at his body, laughing and shouting.
"Boss, where is the itch? Let me help you." The gangster saw that he looked a little weird and asked bravely.
"My back, chest, arms, legs, and face are itchy. Please help me scratch them."
The orange-haired gangster was laughing and shouting as he tore his clothes hard, revealing bloody traces on his body.
However, this still couldn't stop the itching all over my body, but I couldn't tell where it was, so I simply touched my head to the seats in the auditorium...
"Boss, what's wrong with you?"
"Don't be impulsive, we are here to help you."
…
When several gangsters saw his strange scene, they were all frightened and at a loss. They shouted and rushed to hug him to prevent him from hurting themselves more seriously.
Bang bang bang...
At this time, the orange-haired gangster became extremely powerful, punching and kicking in an attempt to break free. In an instant, several gangsters were bruised and swollen but did not dare to let go, and the scene became chaotic.
"What happened to him?"
Shuya looked at the other party in horror, suddenly remembered what Zhang Yang had just said, and hurriedly came over and asked.
Doctors are better at saving people than they are at killing people. Even if they kill, others won't notice anything. In his words, he is obviously warning the other party.
But the other party was going after him, and it suddenly became like this. It was probably his fault?
"This is retribution." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.
"Did you do it?"
Seeing his relaxed look, Shuya became more sure of her thoughts. She looked around and continued to whisper: "Don't kill anyone, think of a way to save him quickly?"
Since it was him, he must have a way to save people, so he wouldn't really kill someone for such a trivial matter?
"There is a way, as long as he tells who brought the snake in." Zhang Yang's voice was so loud that everyone present could hear it clearly.
"I said……"
Although the orange-haired gangster looked crazy, he did not lose his mind. In other words, his mind was extremely clear, which made him feel even worse than death.
After hearing what he said, he shouted loudly and continued: "I asked them to go out and buy it when you were recording the show just now."
"Yes, the boss asked me to go out and buy it."
A gangster nearby confirmed in a hurry, fearing that everyone would not believe it, and continued to add: "There is a pet market just outside the TV station, turning left, and there are snakes like this for sale. If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look."
It turned out that the orange-haired gangster saw Zhang Yang curing Lao Luo's illness, which made him feel very humiliated, so he asked his men to buy two snakes and deliberately released them on the show to create chaos.
However, Zhang Yang's impassioned words made the audience extremely quiet, so they naturally found it hard to do anything. The director immediately ended the recording, and had no choice but to throw it on the old lady's neck when the show ended. (To be continued.