The Reincarnated Divine Doctor and Stay-at-home Dad

"Stop it, stop it!"

Sun Shengtian sadly discovered that the word stop he had yelled in his entire life had not been as many as today, but there was no way. If he didn't stop, his family members would be completely scrapped by the dad company.

"The surname is Qin, hurry up and tell your person to stop, we can talk."

Qin Haodong waved his hand, and the person who called the Dad Dad Company stopped first, and then said: "If you want to talk about it, you can cover all the losses of our Lin's jewelry, and I will redecorate the broken house. Time is only for you. Three days, more than one day will not work."

"Dreaming!" Sun Shengtian didn't expect Qin Haodong to make such a condition and exclaimed, "That building was originally owned by our Sun family. Why should we accompany you by smashing our own house?"

Qin Haodong said: "Being reasonable should be reasonable, but my name is clearly written on the real estate certificate of this building. Why is it your grandson?"

Sun Shengtian exclaimed, "That was originally from our Sun family, and you snatched it from my granddaughter."

"Snatched? Your granddaughter is next to me. Do you dare to say that I robbed this house?" Qin Haodong sneered, "Your granddaughter paid me medical expenses for breast enhancement. The real estate certificates are all She asked someone to send it to me, but why did I grab it?"

Looking at Sun Qianqian, who was about to touch the two pairs of big balls with her head low, she didn’t need to ask Sun Shengtian to know what Qin Haodong said was true, but he still said, “No matter what you say, you hit my Sun family today. Solve, our Sun family has our conditions."

Qin Haodong smiled slightly.He said with interest: "Tell me, what are your conditions."

Sun Shengtian straightened his back and said domineeringly: "First, return the building of our Sun family, second, compensate our Sun family for the current losses, and third publicly apologize to our Sun family..."

"Stop...stop...hurry up!" Qin Haodong couldn't listen anymore. He really didn't know where the old thing was, and said, "Old grandson, can you still point your face?"

"you……"

Sun Shengtian lived more than seven years old. It was the first time someone pointed to his nose and said shamelessly. He immediately said angrily: "Boy, don't think that you have someone under your hand is great. You haven't seen our Sun family's trump card."

Qin Haodong said: "Okay, then show me your hole cards."

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry, then you don't regret it." Sun Shengtian turned around and said respectfully to the three people behind him, "Three worship, this time I will trouble the three of you to take action."

These three people are the top worshipers invited by the Sun family. They are called Suihan Sanyou in the martial arts circles. They are Mr. Song, Mr. Bamboo, and Mr. Mei. Among them, Mr. Song has the highest cultivation level and has reached the realm of the second-class master. Both Mr. Bamboo and Mr. Mei are first-class masters.

The combination of the three master-level masters is a figure that cannot be underestimated in any place in China. It is with these three people that the Sun family ranks first among the three great families.

Mr. Song said: "Don't worry, Patriarch, these people are handed over to our three brothers."

After he finished speaking, taking Mr. Zhu and Mr. Mei, he stepped forward to Qin Haodong and Ma Wenzhuo.

Mr. Mei said: "Young people, I have to say that you are a little bit strong, but they are far behind our brothers. Those who are acquainted should do what Patriarch Sun said quickly. If we wait for our brothers to do it, it will be too late."

Qin Haodong glanced at three people with disdain: "Just you, you don't deserve it!"

"You...arrogant!" Mr. Mei strode out and cried out, pointing to Qin Haodong, "Boy, come over and let me teach you how to behave."

"I said, you are not worthy!" Qin Haodong turned his head and said to Ma Wenzhuo, "I have broken through to the Grand Master, and I am so calm. This old guy is handing it to you. Practice your hands and consolidate your cultivation. "

"Boss, you can see it. I want to surprise you."

Ma Wenzhuo was originally a unicorn sacred body, and the speed of his cultivation was very comparable. With the help of Qin Haodong’s pill, he broke through the bottleneck of the dark energy last night and became the first-grade master. He also wanted to find a chance to show off with Qin Haodong, no Thinking of being seen at a glance.

"I don't need it, you should give this old thing a surprise."

Qin Haodong pointed at Mr. Mei and said.

"Don't worry, boss, I must beat him all over the place."

After Ma Wenzhuo finished speaking, he strode forward to Mr. Mei.

"Just you are a first-class master, pretending to be a god, and watching the old man reveal your true face."

In Mr. Mei's view, the dialogue between the two was meant for him, so young, how could it be possible to break through to the realm of the master and reach the level of dark energy.

"Cleave the palm!"

Mr. May yelled and slapped Ma Wenzhuo's chest with his best chopping palm.

"It's good! Look at my big rice bun boxing, it will support you to death!"

With a loud shout, Ma Wenzhuo didn't evade, he didn't care about the palm that Mr. Mei hit, and punched his chest with a fist.

Mr. May sneered. In his opinion, Ma Wenzhuo was looking for death.

Even if he just broke through to the first-grade master.But there is also a gap between first-class masters, but he has stayed in this realm for five years, and his skills are profound, which is comparable to a kid who has just broken through.

So he didn't dodge, on the contrary, he raised the strength of the wind splitting palm from 80% to 12%.

There was a sneer at the corner of Mr. Song's mouth, in his opinion Ma Wenzhuo was dead.A young man in his twenties is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of Junior Brother.

With two muffled bangs, the two figures suddenly separated, Mr. Song's eyes widened suddenly, and the scene in the field was far beyond his expectations.

Ma Wenzhuo took four or five steps back after just battling his palm.Then he stopped his figure, calmed down and exclaimed joy.

But Mr. Mei, who was originally optimistic, flew out more than ten meters like a kite with a broken line, and there was a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, and his internal organs were obviously injured.

"How is this possible?"

Mr. Song couldn't understand.Mr. Mei is even more embarrassed. He is also a first-class master, and he is also trying hard. Even if he hasn't taken advantage of it, why is it that he is injured?Why is the opponent's punch so strong?Why does the opponent have this kind of cultivation at a young age?

They never dreamed that Ma Wenzhuo was a unicorn eucharist that was rare in a thousand years.Not only has the defensive ability superb, but also the strength is far beyond ordinary people, even Qin Haodong rarely fights with him.

"Old man, come again!"

Ma Wenzhuo couldn't find such a suitable opponent on weekdays, and he caught Mr. May today, how could he easily let it go.The figure flashed in front of him and punched out again.

With the experience of the previous car, Mr. Mei didn't dare to fight any more, unfolding his unique lightness, let go of the punch, and then hit him.

Although Ma Wenzhuo had an advantage in the first move, he was just on the threshold of entering the realm of masters, and he was not very proficient in the use of power from experience.Soon it fell to a disadvantage.

However, he also has his own advantages, relying on the super defense and strength of the Qilin Eucharist, he is inextricably beaten with Mr. Mei.

And as time went by, he became more and more proficient in the use of the exercises, and gradually began to turn the object-oriented approach, and Mr. Mei was slowly overwhelmed.

It lasted more than ten minutes.Ma Wenzhuo has completely stabilized the cultivation base of the Grandmaster First Grade, and has the upper hand in terms of strength, defensiveness and speed.

Mr. Mei's body has been drenched with sweat. He has never seen such a freak, growing so fast, is this still a human?

At the moment he was slightly distracted, Ma Wenzhuo's fist was already in front of him.He tried his best to avoid the punch, but he could no longer dodge the kick from below.

Just hearing a bang, Mr. Mei flew up like a sandbag in the air, and began to vomit blood in mid-air. Fortunately, Mr. Song caught him so as to avoid being injured again.

Even so, Mr. Mei's face was blank, completely losing the ability to fight again.

The Sun family is awe-inspiring, you must know that the three friends of Suihan are like gods in the eyes of the master on weekdays, master-level masters, almost invincible.

But all this has subverted their perceptions.Qin Haodong sent a young man casually, and vomited blood out of their Mr. Mei. How else to fight?What else does the Sun family use to compete with others?

Sun Shengtian's face was also hard to look at for an instant. He originally thought that the strength of the Sun family was strong enough and his fists were hard enough to crush people like Qin Haodong.

Now it is defeated.The defeat was terrible, and Qin Haodong, who seemed even more powerful, hadn't taken a shot yet, only Ma Wenzhuo took the shot.

"I come!"

After a loud shout, Mr. Zhu volleyed towards Ma Wenzhuo.

Their three friends were like brothers. Seeing that Mr. Mei was injured, he wanted to avenge his younger brother.

Mr. Bamboo looks like a crazy tiger.Frequently attacked, but his cultivation base and Mr. Mei are only in the middle, so why is Ma Wenzhuo's opponent.

After fighting for more than a dozen rounds, Ma Wenzhuo fisted and spit out blood. It seemed that the injury was not much lighter than Mr. May.

Two of the three major offerings have already been defeated, and the morale of the Sun family has dropped to its lowest point.

Ma Wenzhuo won two games in a row.Exclaimed triumphantly: "Who else?"

"Boy, you are too mad."

Mr. Song came over with a gloomy expression.

"Old man, are you not convinced? Come here and beat you to vomit blood."

Ma Wenzhuo just finished speaking, but Qin Haodong pulled it back.

This Mr. Song is a real second-tier master, far from being comparable to Mr. Mei and Mr. Bamboo. Even if he has a Kylin Eucharist, he can only make sandbags for others.

Calling Ma Wenzhuo back, Qin Haodong said to Lin Momo, "Leave this old man to you."

Lin Momo is now a third-rank grandmaster, but the actual combat experience is a little bit less. This second-rank grandmaster's Mr. Song just trained her.

Seeing Qin Haodong actually let a woman do something with him, Mr. Song said with a cold face: "Boy, are you insulting me? Come over if you have the ability, let's fight a game."

Qin Haodong smiled and said: "Old man, I said you are not worthy, let's talk about winning my woman first."

"Boy, since you don't care about your woman's life or death, don't blame the old man for ruining the flowers."

The successive injuries of the two brothers have ignited the anger in Mr. Song's heart, a shock flashed across his face, and then his whole body flew into the air.The two legs turned into shadows in the sky, surrounding Lin Momo's figure.

Those who are familiar with Mr. Song know that his life's cultivation is on two legs, and this time he is really angry.

Lin Momo stood quietly in the field, unmoved by everything in front of her, seeing that Mr. Song's legs had already come close.In an instant, she was also out.

It's just that compared with Mr. Song's legs, her legs are straight and slender, with too much momentum, on the contrary, with infinite beauty.

"Can this work? Such a beautiful thigh will definitely be kicked off by Mr. Song."

"Is the surname Qin crazy? Such a beautiful wife didn't take good care of her, and even let her go to the court to die..."

Although it was an enemy, the people of the Sun family still regretted the extremely beautiful Lin Momo.