Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

Chapter 7: Are you my son, or my grandson?

Chapter 7 Are you my son or my grandson?

In the ward, there was only the voice of a girl.

After the girl finished speaking, there was silence in the ward.

Only the young people who took notes, never stopped recording.

"You mean, those people... were all defeated by you?" Lu Haichuan's face was full of disbelief.

Gu Zhiqi nodded.

"Chi—" the doctor in the white coat sneered, and said in a strange way, "Gu Zhiqi, you will be held legally responsible for falsifying records."

Listening to Ling Mufeng's words, Lu Haichuan frowned slightly.

Ling Mufeng is a well-known psychiatrist in Haicheng. They invited him here today to help the little girl out of her psychological shadow. Why... are you still mocking the little girl?

Listening to Ling Mufeng's words, Gu Zhixi didn't bother to answer, looked at Lu Haichuan and asked lazily, "Are there any questions?"

"Are you sure, you really knocked down a dozen?" Lu Haichuan didn't believe it at all.

A little girl knocked down a dozen big men, how funny.

Movies dare not act like this.

Gu Zhiqi didn't care about Lu Haichuan's disbelief, but just replied lightly: "I have practiced."

"Practiced?" Ling Mufeng taunted again, "Why didn't I know you practiced? When you lie to others, can you use some brains."

Ling Mufeng's words made everyone present change their faces.

Lu Haichuan subconsciously glanced at the young man on the side, seeing his frown, he felt a little bit in his heart.

If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have looked for Ling Mufeng.

"Take your own brain first." Gu Zhiqi sneered at the same style, and replied calmly, "Are you my son or my grandson, you need to know whether I practice or not?"

"you…"

"Mr. Ling, please don't disturb the case." The man who had been bowing his head to record looked up and gave Ling Mufeng a faint look.

When Ling Mufeng heard the words, he immediately became solemn, opened his mouth and apologized: "Sorry." Then he gave Gu Zhiqi a hard look.

Gu Zhiqi didn't even give him a look.

The young man in a suit and leather shoes set his eyes on Gu Zhiqi and said, "Can I trouble you to recall it again."

As soon as the young man opened his mouth, Lu Haichuan gave him a strange look, but he had no objection to it.

Ling Mufeng moved his lips, but thinking of the identity of the other party, he finally stopped what was on his lips.

Gu Zhiqi's eyes flashed a trace of impatience, it was really troublesome.

However, inspiring to be a good citizen, Gu Zhiqi recalled it again.

Throughout the whole process, Ling Mufeng didn't hold back his mocking eyes at all, wishing he could use a mocking skill to slap Gu Zhiqi in the face, but Gu Zhiqi ignored him the whole time.

After listening to Gu Zhiqi's memories, the ward once again fell into a brief silence.

"Uncle policeman, there are so many of them, I hit a dozen of them by myself, it's inevitable that I hit them too hard, isn't this considered an over-defense?" After recalling Gu Zhiqi's memory, he changed from his lazy and indifferent appearance to a well-behaved one. Looking at Lu Haichuan harmlessly, he asked this question.

Lu Haichuan "..."

Thinking of the plight of those people, Lu Haichuan fell silent.

The leader’s lower body is bloody, and he hasn’t woken up yet.

Others were not much better, either lost their hands or their feet.

"If you're telling the truth, it's self-defense." The young man in suit and leather shoes said.

Seeing that the young man answered, Lu Haichuan also comforted Gu Zhiqi, "Yes, you can rest assured that you have Si Ye's words."

This time, several major cases were involved, and the Changying Army directly intervened and took over with full authority.

He just came here today.

In this case, he has almost no right to speak, but Fourth Master has absolute right to speak.

Gu Zhiqi heard the words and glanced at the young man.

Fourth Lord?

I have a little impression.