Countryside Magic Doctor

After waiting for a long time, Hee Feng and his sister finally took a bus to the county town.    

A bus from a small place had a special characteristic.    

The bus was not full. If the ticket bought by the passengers was not enough to cover the cost of going back and forth, the driver would not send the bus.    

He would have to wait until the bus was full before he would send the bus.    

Although this could guarantee the profit of the bus, it was a painful thing for the passengers.    

After all, there were long and short waiting times. For people who were in a hurry to do things, waiting for an hour or two was enough to make them curse.    

Hee Feng and his sister Hee Lingling's luck was also unknown. They drank cold water and had their teeth stuck out.    

After getting on the bus, they waited for more than half an hour. The bus was still parked there, waiting for the passengers to get on the bus.    

The driver, who was bored, had already gone to sleep. The sound of snoring could be heard from the mountains.    

Hee Feng was also anxious and could not help but ask, "Lingling, is this usually the same?"    

"Yes, brother. It's mainly because we took a ride today, which saved us the time to start the road. Usually, when I get here, the car will be almost ready."    

"Oh, so that's the case." Hee Feng smiled and said.    

He got up and went outside to buy some food. He handed it to Hee Lingling and said, "Lingling, you have nothing to do. Have something to eat."    

"Yes."    

...    

After waiting for a long time, the car was finally full.    

The old minibus was driven by the driver who had just woken up.    

Hee Feng, who was exhausted, revealed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.    

"It can be considered a car."    

"Ahem! Ahem! Cough cough!" Hee Lingling, who was at the side, kept coughing.    

"What's wrong? Lingling." Hee Feng asked with concern.    

Hee Lingling raised her head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of her. Then she looked at Hee Feng.    

Seeing this, Hee Feng became angry.    

This was a public bus, a public place. How could he smoke?    

So he reminded, "Driver, there are people smoking in the bus. You don't care."    

"Kid, who are you talking about?" The middle-aged smoking man in front turned his head and said disdainfully.    

The fierce look on his face scared Hee Lingling so much that she pulled Hee Feng's sleeve repeatedly to tell him not to move out to avoid suffering a loss.    

Seeing this, the middle-aged man became even more arrogant and scolded, "Brat, I'll smoke then. What can you f * cking do to me?"    

As he spoke, he fiercely slapped him a few more times.    

At this moment, the driver seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He turned his head and shouted, " Sigh! Don't look for trouble. You are not allowed to smoke on this bus."    

At this moment, the middle-aged man frowned. The fierce-looking face on his face twisted. He turned his head and scolded," It's none of your business. Drive properly. Otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson. "    

As he spoke, he stood up and walked to Hee Feng's side.    

"Kid, get up and drive." The middle-aged man said arrogantly.    

The surrounding passengers all turned their heads, as if they couldn't see anything.    

"Kid, this girl beside you isn't bad. Let me play with her. I'll let you go." The middle-aged man said.    

In fact, he had long noticed Hee Lingling beside Hee Feng. He had long wanted to find an excuse to take advantage of her.    

"What did you say?" Hee Feng's eyes turned cold as he asked in a cold voice.    

He stared at the middle-aged man like a knife.    

The middle-aged man was shocked by Hee Feng's cold gaze, but he quickly put his hand on Hee Feng's shoulder.    

What a joke! If your eyes are scary, then you are awesome! Do you think you are Xie Wendong?!    

But just as he was about to pull Hee Feng out with force.    

The middle-aged man finally realized that there was something wrong with the problem.    

Even though he had used all his strength and the muscles on his arm were creaking, he was still unable to move Hee Feng in the slightest.    

This was... a tough one. The middle-aged man's heart was filled with fear. He was prepared to pull back his greasy big hand.    

But how could Hee Feng do as he wished?    

Dragons have reverse scales, and those who touch it will die.    

Hee Lingling, Chen Guixiang, and the rest of her family members were Hee Feng's reverse scale.    

If the middle-aged man only threatened to teach Hee Feng a lesson, Hee Feng would at most teach him a lesson, but if he wanted to touch his family members.    

Then, Hee Feng would let him have a taste of what it felt like to die.    

For the first time, killing intent emerged in Hee Feng's mind.    

With a click, Hee Feng's hand grabbed onto the middle-aged man's dirty and disgusting claws.    

The sound of bone fracturing could be heard, and the middle-aged man cried out after he realized what had happened. It was very frightening.    

After that, Hee Feng got up and grabbed the middle-aged man's fractured hand. He twisted it in the opposite direction with force. Creak. Creak. His entire arm was twisted by Hee Feng just like that.    

This arm could be considered crippled.    

Even the top German Orthopedics Department was unable to reverse the situation even if it had a comminuted fracture.    

Then, under the middle-aged man's fearful gaze, Hee Feng kicked his chest. The middle-aged man's chest caved in visibly.    

He collapsed in the aisle of the car, looking as if he had taken a lot of air out and was short of breath.    

"Brother, run, run!" Seeing the scene in front of her, Hee Lingling, who had not yet recovered from the shock, shouted.    

She felt that her brother had killed someone. If he did not run, he would be shot to death.    

"No need." Hee Feng said lightly.    

He took a deep breath and said to the driver, "Continue driving to the police station."    

After saying that, he sat down on the car seat and comforted the frightened Hee Lingling.    

"Lingling, it's fine. It's really fine."    

...    

The driver was very obedient and the passengers were very cooperative. The bus headed towards the police station at his maximum speed.    

However, no one in the car dared to take out their phones to call the police.    

Except for Hee Feng and Hee Lingling.    

Almost everyone was sweating and trembling nervously.    

They were constantly worried that Hee Feng, the god of slaughter, would start a massacre.    

The middle-aged man was already dead, he couldn't be more dead.    

His corpse was lying on the aisle of the carriage, and blood was still gushing out of his mouth. This miserable scene was enough to send chills down everyone's spine.    

Because the driver kept speeding up.    

The bus arrived at the police station in less than half an hour.    

Under Hee Feng's command, it rushed to the police station's courtyard and stopped.    

After that, the driver looked at Hee Feng, trembling with fear.    

"Get out of the car." Hee Feng said calmly, as if he was the one who had killed someone, not him.    

He said.    

The driver quickly opened the car door.    

Then, the passengers in the car scrambled to crawl down.    

Some even directly jumped out of the window.    

When the first passengers who climbed down saw the police rushing in from all directions, they immediately cried as if they had just received a new life.    

Then, he shouted at the police who had rushed over, "Someone has killed someone. It's in the car, in the car..."    

When they heard this, the police immediately became as if they were facing a great enemy.    

Some called for reinforcements, while others went back to the station to retrieve their weapons.    

For a moment, the scene was extremely chaotic.