Chapter 137: The Divine Doctor Must Not Be Insulted_1

In a small warehouse, four or five security guards scurried out like rats.

They were obviously on patrol, but now they looked more like thugs, their faces filled with a menacing scowl as they surrounded Zhang Zhi.

They incidentally wrapped up Shen Zhou as well.

Zhang Zhi hurriedly said, "Director Yang, I... I wasn't avoiding you guys, I've just been too busy, you know how it is at our health department..."

Before he could finish, a junior security guard pushed him hard, nearly knocking him to the ground.

The junior guard pointed at him: "You were damn well avoiding our director, and now you've got the gall to argue. Hand over the twenty-three thousand you owe right away, or I'll make sure you wish you were dead."

He pulled out a military dagger and waved it in front of Zhang Zhi's face.

The sharp tip of the blade came dangerously close to his skin.