Maxon Wu the Miraculous Doctor

Chapter 32 The Peak of Mount Qingshan

A fight, it seemed to be for a while, but in fact Maxon Wu used all his energy, now he had a feeling like his power was drained, so after taking a message, he returned to the restroom.

After the sky was clear, Stella Zhu delivered breakfast, she ate a little, asking: "Have you heard?"

Stella Zhu nodded: "Krosen Qiao has a son, he is looking for a mediator to mediate, said willing to compensate us twenty million RMB, later not to be interconnected."

Maxon Wu felt strange saying: "We beat his father to death, he still wants to make up for it?"

Stella Zhu: "This is the martial world, who has fists harder then who wins. Martial son Krosen Qiao is not great, but good at business, he should be afraid that we will come kill him, so want to use money to get rid of the danger."

Maxon Wu nodded, saying: "If there's no more business here, I should go back too."

Stella Zhu nodded: "I go with you, bring grandfather."

Eventually, Maxon Wu drove, giving Hans Zhu and his mother Stella Zhu a ride back to Mingyang County.

He drove Hans Zhu and Stella Zhu back to the villa in the district, then drove Lenny Zhang back home.

Opening the door of the house, a letter fell from the crack of the door, Maxon Wu picked it up, through the cover saw the contents inside, there was only a line of words Three o'clock in the afternoon, meeting at the top of the Qingshan Garden mountain. Then the name Hubert Song.

Hubert Song seeks himself out, begs himself for help, or looks for people against him?

However, since he was looking here, then this matter must be resolved, the grudge between him and the Song Family is also time to be decided!

She suddenly said: "Mother, Nelly is at my grandfather's house, otherwise we go to grandpa's house to eat, I want to eat wonton, the contents of three flavors made by my grandmother."

Lenny Zhang was helpless at him, saying: "Well, you decide, I'll get things done, leave soon."

Half an hour later, Maxon Wu drove the car to Grandpa's house. He knew grandfather liked items like Buddhist prayer beads, so bought him a bracelet of agarwood.

Grandpa Maxon Wu is 75 years old, his body is very healthy, when there is free time like to practice Tai Chi. Seeing his grandson coming bearing gifts, he was overjoyed, pulling Maxon Wu along with him for a drink.

His grandfather only had Lenny Zhang a daughter, from childhood very fond of Maxon Wu, when Maxon Wu school, money his daily needs, almost everything was given from his grandfather. While when he was a child, also almost grew up in the grandfather's house.

Maxon Wu also has grandparents from his father, but he very rarely goes there, every holiday every year, his father goes home alone, after all every return will be angry.

Furthermore father died, Maxon Wu was imprisoned, they no one came to see a single one, not even calling a single time, this made Maxon Wu's heart cold.

At noon, Nelly Wu came back from school, the family went around eating together, very harmonious, very harmonious,

Maxon Wu drank some wine, he and his grandfather chatted casually, suddenly his grandfather remembered something, ran into the reading room took out a very old letter, saying: "Maxon, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, he're running into the reading room taking out a very old letter, saying: "Maxon, the last time you asked me the origin of the jade, I actually found it, you see."

The letter was kept for too long, the ancestral grandfather wrote it to the great-grandfather grandfather, roughly the point is, the Zhang Family ancestor, Bowden Zhang is a local out-of-state official, he said, at the age of 30, he lost his wife and left no children.

One day, Bowden Zhang met a woman dressed in ragged camping was begging on the street, on her face was a terrible wound, everyone dodging away from her.

Bowden Zhang took pity on him, bought some mangroves for him, the woman ate mangroves, thanking him.

The second day, Bowden Zhang had just walked out of the house, he saw a woman in yellow standing in front of the door, her face was very beautiful, she was very surprised.

The woman said, she was the woman who begged yesterday, wanting to marry Bowden Zhang, living a long time together. Not long after, the two married, after marriage gave birth to a son and daughter.

After their child had grown up, the woman and Bowden Zhang went to the forest on the mountain, before leaving behind a jade slip, which was on Maxon Wu,

Upon seeing the contents of the letter, Maxon Wu's heart was shocked, was the yellow-clothed woman a god?

He entered the letter carefully, asking grandfather to keep it well, but his heart was full of thoughts. Bowden Zhang and his wife entered into the forest on the mountain, or went to cultivate into a god? Does the lady in yellow also know this jade ability?

At half-time, he rode his bike to Qingshan Garden

The road up the mountain in Qingshan Garden was unexpectedly closed by some officers, but the officers did not obstruct them, as if they knew his identity.

He stepped up, did not rush nor was he slow, every single step of the way, the reiki in the body experienced a one-time rhythm, more became strong.

At the top of the Qingshan Garden mountain was a pavilion, surrounding it were several ancient pine trees. At this moment, two people stood inside the pavilion, one was Hubert Song, the other was his mother, the old mistress.

Hubert Song's state was even worse, his pair of eyes were red, his face was haggard, in short like a dead man, he looked at Maxon Wu with a grudge, as if wanting to eat him just released hatred.

The old madam glared coldly at Maxon Mu, saying: "Your head is not small, it is daring to come."

"There's nothing brave." Maxon Wu said flatly, "Get your men out."

Behind the artificial mountain, walked out a young man, the young man was about 30 years old, short-haired, his eyes clear, so out, his eyes looked at Maxon Wu, his eyes were looking at Maxon Wu, in his eyes was a clear sense of killing.

Hubert Song said: "Maxon Wu, what exactly did you do to me?"

Maxon Wu: "Nothing, just making you sleepless, then die in misery."

Hubert Song gritted his teeth: "You beast! A very cruel way!"

The old madam said loudly: "Still not fighting him!"

Finished speaking, the short-haired youth moved, like playing magic, in his hands was a gun.

"Dor!"

A bullet spun towards Maxon Wu, just as quickly!

Maxon Wu from the beginning saw this guy had a gun, so continue to be careful, in the moment the trigger was pulled, his body had already moved half a meter, at the same time throwing the needle flying.

This technique is called needle rubbing technique, both fingers rubbed together, golden needles can fly, can not be anticipated.

The bullet hit the air, but the young man's forehead felt numb, his gaze blackened, his head lowered.

At the same time, around the back appeared a man, this man standing upright, like a spear, his aura pressing down on people.

The man was wearing a blue sports shirt, his movement while walking was very strange, his center of gravity was guarded at one level. After all, this guy made two short knives, one on the left, one on the right, hiding them in his sleeves.

Maxon Wu frowned, he was not carrying a knife, bare hands against a short blade, he was in an unfavorable position.

"I didn't think you were so young." Said the man.

Maxon Wu did not speak, he focused on staring at this man, the two looked at each other, the air in the place was like freezing.

"That fall is my subordinate." He continued to talk, like he really wanted to chat with Maxon Wu.

But, the word "subordinate" had yet to be said, Maxon Wu had already taken out a golden needle. This person's reaction was very fast, in dangerous circumstances, his head was slightly tilted.

This time, even though Maxon Wu's needle was pierced into his head, it didn't hit right to the point. The man roared low, turning to the side charging towards Maxon Wu. He had yet to arrive, a blade sparkle had already appeared, extremely sharp.

Maxon Wu instantly retreated, at the same time pointing one finger, using the Point Dragon Finger, pressing on the back of the blade. This one finger produced a very strong vibration, with the sound of "Wung", the short blade almost came off.

The man was shocked, another knife was already broken. His movements were extremely fast, yet in Maxon Wu's view, his movements were very clear.

He finally tilted his body, the Dragon Claw King Kong instantly gripped his wrist, then violently broke it.

"Shelf!"

The man groaned, one other blade slashing at the slant, yet Maxon Wu already had preparations, pulling his broken wrist and brushed it forward, making it fly over.

The man fell down on the artificial mountain hard, then fell on the ground.

At the top of the Qingshan Garden mountain was a pavilion, surrounding it were several ancient pine trees. At this moment, two people stood inside the pavilion, one was Hubert Song, the other was his mother, the old mistress.

Hubert Song's state was even worse, his pair of eyes were red, his face was haggard, in short like a dead man, he looked at Maxon Wu with a grudge, as if wanting to eat him just released hatred.

The old madam glared coldly at Maxon Mu, saying: "Your head is not small, it is daring to come."

"There's nothing brave." Maxon Wu said flatly, "Get your men out."

Behind the artificial mountain, walked out a young man, the young man was about 30 years old, short-haired, his eyes clear, so out, his eyes looked at Maxon Wu, his eyes were looking at Maxon Wu, in his eyes was a clear sense of killing.

Hubert Song said: "Maxon Wu, what exactly did you do to me?"

Maxon Wu: "Nothing, just making you sleepless, then die in misery."

Hubert Song gritted his teeth: "You beast! A very cruel way!"

The old madam said loudly: "Still not fighting him!"

Finished speaking, the short-haired youth moved, like playing magic, in his hands was a gun.

"Dor!"

A bullet spun towards Maxon Wu, just as quickly!

Maxon Wu from the beginning saw this guy had a gun, so continue to be careful, in the moment the trigger was pulled, his body had already moved half a meter, at the same time throwing the needle flying.

This technique is called needle rubbing technique, both fingers rubbed together, golden needles can fly, can not be anticipated.

The bullet hit the air, but the young man's forehead felt numb, his gaze blackened, his head lowered.

At the same time, around the back appeared a man, this man standing upright, like a spear, his aura pressing down on people.

The man was wearing a blue sports shirt, his movement while walking was very strange, his center of gravity was guarded at one level. After all, this guy made two short knives, one on the left, one on the right, hiding them in his sleeves.

Maxon Wu frowned, he was not carrying a knife, bare hands against a short blade, he was in an unfavorable position.

"I didn't think you were so young." Said the man.

Maxon Wu did not speak, he focused on staring at this man, the two looked at each other, the air in the place was like freezing.

"That fall is my subordinate." He continued to talk, like he really wanted to chat with Maxon Wu.

But, the word "subordinate" had yet to be said, Maxon Wu had already taken out a golden needle. This person's reaction was very fast, in dangerous circumstances, his head was slightly tilted.

This time, even though Maxon Wu's needle was pierced into his head, it didn't hit right to the point. The man roared low, turning to the side charging towards Maxon Wu. He had yet to arrive, a blade sparkle had already appeared, extremely sharp.

Maxon Wu instantly retreated, at the same time pointing one finger, using the Point Dragon Finger, pressing on the back of the blade. This one finger produced a very strong vibration, with the sound of "Wung", the short blade almost came off.

The man was shocked, another knife was already broken. His movements were extremely fast, yet in Maxon Wu's view, his movements were very clear.

He finally tilted his body, the Dragon Claw King Kong instantly gripped his wrist, then violently broke it.

"Shelf!"

The man groaned, one other blade slashing at the slant, yet Maxon Wu already had preparations, pulling his broken wrist and brushed it forward, making it fly over.

The man fell down on the artificial mountain hard, then fell on the ground.