Chapter 223: 9000 Years Old... Dead?

"He's killed someone! He's really killed someone!"

"There's something wrong with Thirteen Hall, they just opened today and someone's already been killed by their treatment, who would dare to go there for treatment in the future?"

"I told you, if the treatment only costs thirty to fifty, there must be something wrong, and as it turns out, there really is!"

Bystanders near the entrance of Thirteen Hall murmured and pointed.

Their gazes full of skepticism, they looked at William Cole.

After all, they'd seen with their own eyes, how a man was supposedly 'killed' by William's treatment.

The middle-aged woman wailed: "Quack doctor, you've killed my husband, now you must compensate us immediately! At least ten million!"

"Ten million?

Why don't you just go rob a bank?" chuckled William Cole as he pulled out his phone and dialed a number: "Hello, you need to come here. Someone has died." The woman looked stunned. "Who are you calling?"