1347: Chapter 1347: Treatnt of the Strong Person_1 1347: Chapter 1347: Treatnt of the Strong Person_1 The police chief shouted loudly at this mont, “Go in, if they resist arrest, shoot to kill!”
“Dare to give that order again, and I won’t mind wiping you out!”
Peter Brown yelled sternly at the police chief.
As he spoke, Peter caught another bullet and shot it out again.
Instantly, there were even more screams everywhere.
Only then did the police chief realize he had underestimated Peter.
Facing such a person, he had absolutely no way to deal with him, and he was stunned on the spot.
With a snort, Peter said, “Withdraw your n imdiately, or don’t think about leaving at all!”
Looking at his own people, the chubby police officer gave a bitter smile, knowing that today he had hit a snag.
He had good relations with people from the Dark World, and had brought his n here to avenge them after receiving their report.
He thought that representing the state ant that no one, no matter how high their cultivation, would dare to resist, yet he didn’t expect to et soone as special as Peter Brown.
“Withdraw!”
The police chief gritted his teeth, knowing he couldn’t handle the situation and could only seek help from his superiors.
The police officers left, and Peter turned to look at the frightened Gilbert Thompson and said, “Let’s start the treatnt.”
“What?”
Gilbert Thompson found he couldn’t keep up with Peter’s train of thought at all.
After stirring up such a big incident, it seed like nothing had happened.
“Master, this is a big ss!”
“A strong person must have the treatnt of a strong person!”
After saying this, Peter walked inside.
After entering, the doctors looked at Peter with eyes full of astonishnt.
Although they knew Peter was aweso, they had not anticipated that he would be this formidable.
He was confronting the police, who represented the governnt.
“I’m going to refine so things first.”
Peter entered a room and took out a Refining Furnace to start refining again.
This ti, Peter was refining a large-scale formation.
He planned to incorporate so power of gathering immortals into the treatnt, so that the patients would recover faster when treated within it.
Refining such a formation was quite quick.
An hour later, when Peter ca out, the formation was completely refined.
Looking over at Gilbert Thompson and the others, Peter saw in their eyes a sense of fear.
“Has anyone co to cause trouble?”
Upon hearing Peter’s inquiry, Gilbert Thompson replied with a wry smile, “No one has co for now, but Master, the governnt won’t let this go.”
Thinking that the treatnt might co to an end because of this incident, Gilbert Thompson’s brain beca sowhat chaotic.
“Good, no one’s co.
Let’s start the treatnt then.” As he spoke, Peter walked around a square, laying out so refined formation disks as he went.
After doing this, he saw all the patients were now surrounded by the formation.
With the Gathering of Immortals Array set up complete with defensive chanisms, Peter was not worried about soone shooting or anything like that.
At this ti inside the police station, the chubby police chief had already received quite a few people from The Higher-Ups and was reporting the situation here to the leadership.
“Give a detailed account of the situation again,” said a person who appeared to be middle-aged, in a deep voice.
The already bandaged police chief then recounted the events that had occurred after Peter Brown resisted arrest.
Staring at the chubby man, the visiting leader said in a deep voice, “What exactly is this Dark World, and why does it have a Sub-rudder here?”
As soon as these words were spoken, the fat man was imdiately frightened, his mouth agape, hesitating and unable to speak.
He knew that The Higher-Ups must have already been aware of the Sub-rudder matter of the Dark World, and he guessed that this ti, he was probably in trouble.
Seeing the man’s reaction, the visiting leader snorted, “You’ve got so nerve, colluding with foreign Assassin forces.
What are you trying to do?”
Imdiately, the fat man disregarded the wound on his leg and knelt before the other, pleading, “I had no choice!
They threatened , said they would kill my Family mbers and if I didn’t comply.”
Hearing this, the few leaders who had arrived all glared angrily, and one of them kicked the fat man away, saying, “You coward!
If you’re scared of Assassins, how are you supposed to protect the Ordinary People?”
The chubby man was stripped of his duties in an instant.
After the group of visitors gathered in a room, they looked at each other, and one of them said, “What cultivation level do you think he has reached?”
“Probably the Spiritual Realm.
If that’s the case, it’ll be very difficult for us to catch him.”
“No, he might have more cultivation than that, or else he wouldn’t have been so defiant.”
“Yes, perhaps his combat strength is even higher.”
“Now there’s another troubleso matter.
He is the Divine Doctor, a renowned na across the world today.
If we co into conflict with him, it will have a large impact.
This is not sothing we can afford.”
“But he injured a police officer in front of so many people and openly defied the governnt.
If we don’t deal with him, the governnt’s authority and credibility will be compromised!”
“Do you have that confidence?
The highest level of cultivation among us is the Spiritual Realm.
If he escapes, can we bear the consequences?”
“We should call upon those people from the state.
They may have so ans.”
“All we can do is keep an eye on Peter Brown for now, and then wait for The Higher-Ups to arrive.”
After reaching a consensus, the group began to contact the leaders from above.
Peter Brown was unaware of their thoughts as he was in the midst of healing patients.
Indeed, inside the Gathering of Immortals Array, the speed of healing increased significantly.
After taking a dicine pill occasionally, Peter quickly recovered the energy he had expended.
He knew a storm might be brewing and that he absolutely could not deplete his inner strength.
As patient after patient was cured and left, Peter was healing one every two minutes, astonishing the attending doctors.
With each spread of the silver needle, the needles accurately hit the critical spots on the patients, followed by a pill being fed, and then left in the hands of doctors and nurses to boil the prescription.
The dia today was more excited than ever, first with the confrontation with the police and then healing as if nothing had happened.
Everyone was perplexed about what ga Peter Brown was playing.
The prescriptions being prepared were very simple, all dictated by Peter and then noted down by the doctors using the spiritual sound pen.
So fast!
Watching the patients being wheeled out one by one, the onlookers were imnsely impressed by Peter’s dical skills, having never seen anyone heal with such proficiency.
Today, there were a total of seven hundred patients to treat, a volu which would be impossible for anyone else to handle, but it wasn’t a problem for Peter at all.
It was like an assembly line—Peter almost did not need to think before beginning treatnt, and he also maintained a 100% Recovery rate.
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