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Jiang Zhongzheng's voice was a little low, and Xiao Xiaotian had to put his head to his ear to hear what he said clearly. Over there, Jiang Yunlong kept chattering, hoping that the old man would talk less and rest more. caused Xiao Xiaotian to be restless, and he listened a little absent-mindedly.

Xiao Xiaotian didn't want to say anything, after all, Jiang Yunlong, as a son, was understandable for caring about his own son.

"Don't speak!" Old Man Jiang glared at Jiang Yunlong fiercely: "Didn't you see here and talk about business?"

When he said this, he was full of energy, which shook Xiao Xiaotian's eardrums. Jiang Yunlong laughed dryly twice, if others yelled at themselves like this, they would have scolded him a long time ago, but this is his own old man, Jiang Yunlong's old face turned red, and he laughed dryly and said: "Rest more, it's not what I said, it was the doctor who said it." It's not a small day here, and you ask him if that's the case. ”

"I can't control others, I'll take care of you, get out. Jiang Zhongzheng has no affection for this son at all.

Jiang Yunlong was helpless, and retreated in a gloomy manner, secretly saying What is the matter, his son doesn't let him know, this old man must have atrophied his brain and his cerebellum is out of balance.

Jiang Zhongzheng said his own things intermittently.

It turned out that his contact with the Umegawa family should have been traced back to twenty years ago. When Xiao Xiaotian said that his physical condition was not good, maybe it was poisoning, Jiang Zhongzheng didn't care too much, this time he invited the two Meichuan Kutou brothers to come to Dongjiang to participate in the Chinese medicine conference, but they encountered such a thing. All kinds of contacts in the past are recalled in my mind one by one. I can't say, I always thought that I was playing with the Meichuan brothers in the palm of my hand, it turned out that they were pretending to understand and being confused, pretending not to know the dark hand, they were still too confident and too careless.

"Brother Meichuan understands Chinese, right?" Xiao Xiaotian asked a question that he had been suspicious of.

"Yes, that's a good point. Jiang Zhongzheng affirmed: "It's not just the Meichuan brothers, as far as I know, the Meichuan family, as a family of Chinese doctors, has not said that there are people who don't know Chinese." After all, the ancient books of Chinese medicine, those of us who know Chinese have to carefully consider and experience, they are a small book, so they naturally have to learn Chinese first, and then learn Chinese medicine. ”

Xiao Xiaotian told Jiang Zhongzheng about his encounter with Meichuan Kutou the day before the Chinese medicine conference, and Jiang Zhongzheng immediately frowned. There must be something greasy in this. If not, why did they hide that they knew Chinese? When they were at the Mozhou venue, they respectfully thanked themselves for greeting his sister and aunt?

There are quirks, there must be quirks. Even if he didn't take action personally, the killer this time would definitely have something to do with them.

"Where does Mei Chuan live now?" Xiao Xiaotian asked.

"Yanchun Garden is a comfortable residence. Jiang Zhongzheng said affirmatively. The cost of Yanchun Garden's residence was raised by Jiang Zhongzheng.

The three words of Yanchunyuan surprised Xiao Xiaotian, this is also the direction that separates from the three-way intersection and is the direction where the bats are going.

"No, I'll go check it out. Xiao Xiaotian immediately got up. Let the bat rush to Yanchun Garden alone, Xiao Xiaotian is now starting to remember a little. Although bat kung fu is relatively strong, but there is a mental calculation or no intention, if the two of them judge well, this little Japan is behind the scenes, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Hey, old. Jiang Zhongzheng's soft sigh came from behind Xiao Xiaotian, and he sighed and said: "It's my fault, not only hurt myself and hurt Xiaoliu, I heard them say, and I also involved you......"

Hurting Xiao Xiaotian is equivalent to hurting the hope of traditional Chinese medicine. This sentence turned around Jiang Zhongzheng's mouth twice, and finally did not say it.

Even if Xiao Xiaotian himself is unwilling to admit it, at least Jiang Zhongzheng, Xiao Xiaotian's master Zhang Dongting, cheap master Wang Jing, and even Vice Minister of Health Gao Dengqiang, who came and went in a hurry, all have high hopes for Xiao Xiaotian, but some of them say it and some hide it in their hearts.

"It's not Jiang Lao's fault. If there is anything wrong, it is because Jiang Lao's feelings for Chinese medicine are too deep. ”

Jiang Zhongzheng was too impatient, and some seedlings were promoted. From this point of view, he is not as calm as Zhang Dongting, which is probably the fundamental difference between a businessman and a Chinese medicine practitioner.

No matter what kind of business a businessman is running, he wants to maximize his profits, and even gambles by any means.

Jiang Zhongzhengzhi has such a feeling about Chinese medicine.

It's just that his interests are not focused on himself.

"Really?"

Jiang Zhongzheng didn't expect Xiao Xiaotian to say this, and secretly muttered.

This is the most wonderful sycophant he has ever heard, there is no one.

Jiang Yunlong waited for Xiao Xiaotian to go away before he dared to enter the house to visit his old father, only to see Jiang Zhongzheng's silver hair spread on the snow-white pillow of the hospital, almost blending into one, and the even snoring sound came, as if he had fallen asleep.

……

The bat rode his horse, completely oblivious to the astonished gazes cast by passers-by. I don't even think about it when I'm running on foot, let alone now that I have a mount for travel.

Lao Tzu finally has a personality, as for such exaggerated eyes? Isn't it just riding a broken horse, as for your eyes like looking at a BMW?!

The bat led the horse into the Spring Garden. Not to mention, it seems to be more arrogant to lead a horse than to drive a BMW these days, and no one dares to come up to stop it.

The road was unimpeded, and the bat's keen judgment and the increasingly energetic state of the red horse made the bat firmly believe that he had definitely found the right direction this time.

There is finally a chance to surpass Xiao Xiaotian.

It's a pity that it's a jujube red horse, and it's not a prince charming.

This damn clown, you said that you were going to choose a white horse, didn't you let Lao Tzu follow the scenery?

Yanchun Garden.

Comfortable living.

The red horse stopped here, its front hooves raised high, unwilling to take even a step forward.

So the bats also stopped here.

It is surrounded by a one-foot-high fence wall, and the yard is dotted with wildflowers, which has a bit of the quaint atmosphere of the mountains and countryside.

It is not clear when antique buildings were popular, and people from the countryside ran to the city, and people from the city ran to the countryside.

Then who said that the really rich people live in the countryside.

As for the people who are between rich and not, they can only choose Yanchun Garden.

Body odor is a day a day, and body odor is a moment.

"Herod'......" The loud voice of the red horse resounded in the sky, and the bat jumped backwards and flashed to the side.

When you look inside the house from the outside, you can't see anything, and you don't need a fence to cover it, and modern low-end technology can do that.

This does not mean that the people inside the house can't see the outside of the house either.

So the bat chose to hide itself. The enemy is dark and the enemy is bright and I am dark, at least the psychological feeling is different.

A good mount like this, though not so good as to become Prince Charming, is always possible to outfit 13, and the bat doesn't believe that its owner would throw it away so easily.

There was no reason why the people in the room could not hear the neighing of the horses, it was the sound of their own mounts.

In the case of the bat itself, even if it is possible to face the enemy directly, it cannot give up. Taking a step back, if the horse is followed by its own enemy, it at least means that the enemy has mastered its tracks. Zang is an ostrich that sticks its head into the yellow sand and deceives itself.

The bat had just dodged the red horse not far away, when suddenly a murderous aura came, stabbing directly at itself. The bat did not look up, but closed its eyes, felt it quietly, and when it opened its eyes again, its gaze had already shot to the roof of the comfortable house.

On the roof, a man's gaze is exactly in line with his own.

The man stood with his hands in his hands, beckoned to the bat, and said, "Come, fight the top of the Forbidden City." ”

"I can be Ximen blowing snow, but you are not Ye Gucheng. You are the Ye clown. The bat smiled, stretched out his arms, touched his toes lightly on the ground, and then jumped on the horse's back, and did not stop on the horse's back, and tapped it again, and his arms flew up in the air like the fleshy wings of a huge bat.

His arms shook twice, and then he landed on the roof, and stood in front of the clown, his face not red or breathless, as if this tall and low house was like walking on the ground for him.

"You're a bat!" the clown apparently recognized the man in front of him as well. This person, in the ranking of the Asian killer world, is definitely ahead of himself, very early.

It's like he knows his surname Ye, and he only knows his name as Bat. is not on the same level, and even the information obtained is not equal.

"When did you become someone else's lackey?" the clown laughed: "It's understandable that I should be a lackey, but the dignified bat also works for others, wouldn't it be laughing off his big teeth when he said it?"

"Nonono, I'm not a lackey, I'm a rat that eats salt. You are also not a lackey, to say that you are a lackey, to insult a dog. ”

Bat heart said, when did he talk so much? Can too much talk be contagious?

That must have been infected by Xiao Xiaotian.

Rumble!

The two figures are at first glance and separated, the killer is not particular about routines, and it is impossible to make a move like a martial arts master or a person pretending to be a martial arts master before making a move. ”

As a killer, you should only shoot when it is most appropriate to shoot, killing the enemy, regardless of the means.

When the bat says "insulted the dog", the clown moves, leaning forward, using his hands and feet together.

The bat was not idle, talking, keeping an eye on the clown's eyes. When he saw the corners of the clown's eyes twitch unnaturally, he knew that the clown had been provoked by himself and was ready to make a move.

One hit misses and quickly separates, which is also the true nature of a killer. The two stepped on the brick eaves of the glazed tiles, walking like the wind and walking on the ground.

The master's tricks are not fancy at all.

Even if there is, it is not visible to ordinary people.

For example, the two security guards gathered below only knew how to control the frightened red horse, and the battle on the roof was nothing more than a gray shadow and a white shadow, alternating back and forth, constantly changing.

"Look!" The bat took advantage of the two of them to stagger by, and with a movement of his fingertips, a silver light shot at the clown's body.

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