And when she said this, Yang Luo frowned slightly and glanced at the other party.

Usually when Jiang Hongxiang said this, it meant that this matter was feasible, could it be that this woman was so strong that even the most top-secret soul resurrection liquid in the army could be obtained?

"Yes, Lao Hu, let's talk about who to save first. ”

Kang Danian helped the cavity on one side.

"This ...... Can we talk about it alone?"

Looking left and right, there are really a lot of people around, Hu Fengchun said.

"Okay, let's go over there. ”

Saying that, Jiang Hongxiang took the lead and walked to the entrance of the fire door not far away, Yang Luo and Hu Fengchun followed along with Kang Danian, and the others stayed in place with great interest.

"Lao Hu, now you can say it, this medicine is a top secret in the army, if I hadn't happened to be in Yanjing at the beginning, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to see it, and it can't be measured by money at all. ”

Kang Danian said with a serious face, as a first-hand witness of the use of this medicine, no one knows better than Kang Danian what this blue medicine represents.

As long as there is a breath, the dying person can become a big living person, saying that the flesh and bones of the living and dead are a little too much, but not much worse.

"Brother Kang, looking at what you said, how could I not know the preciousness of this medicine, but the problem is that now I really don't know what other way to use it except to buy it with money. ”

Hu Fengchun looked embarrassed.

"Dean Hu, what's wrong, you haven't explained it all the time, we just can't help if we want to, right? You still want to make it clear what's going on, let's think about it in the long run, maybe you don't have to use this medicine?"

"Look at me, patronizing sighs. ”

patted his head, and then Hu Fengchun told Yang Luo and Jiang Hongxiang about his difficulties.

Hu Fengchun's request for medicine was not for himself, but for the grandson of an old chief in the East China Theater.

The latter is a special soldier of the special reconnaissance company of the East China Theater of Operations, and was sent to Nanyang to carry out a mission half a month ago, and the whole task was completed smoothly, but at the last moment it was suddenly attacked, and although the group finally broke out of the encirclement after a hard battle, the few people in charge of the palace were sacrificed three people and seriously injured one, and the seriously injured was the grandson of the old chief.

Now half a month has passed, the latter is still in a severe coma, and the vitality of the whole body is passing rapidly.

"Dean Hu, is this old chief you are talking about called Hong Wancheng?"

"Yes, it's Hong Wancheng, Miss Jiang, do you know him?"

On one side, Jiang Hongxiang asked, and Hu Fengchun's eyes lit up.

"Old Man Hong is the military god of the East China Theater, no matter how lonely I am, it is impossible not to know about his old man. What's more, some time ago, it was said in the Haicheng circle that the old man's grandson was seriously injured on a mission, but he didn't know how seriously injured he was, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. ”

Jiang Hongxiang sighed, "So, Dean Hu, you asked for this medicine for Old Man Hong's grandson?"

"Exactly, Miss Jiang, do you still have this potion? If so, please ......."

"Dean Hu, I'm really sorry, I don't have this blue potion, even when we were in Yanjing before, there were only a few bottles of this kind of thing that we got every year, and it must be assigned when the task is issued, and if the task is not used, it will be handed in. ”

"As for the bottle in Yang Luo's hand, it's not a secret, it's the rest of one of our team members who was seriously injured and died, so we can't get this medicine, but we have a way to cure the illness of Old Man Hong's son. ”

"Do you have a solution?

Originally, Hu Fengchun was completely desperate when he heard Jiang Hongxiang's words, but when he heard this, his eyes instantly brightened again.

"Hehe, I don't think I need to lie to you about this kind of thing. Well, let's send someone over this time, let's go and have a look, how about it?"

Jiang Hongxiang said with a smile.

Without further ado, let's go. ”

Although it is not clear how Jiang Hongxiang is treated, but the latter boasted that there must be a way, Hu Fengchun's mood was also a lot better, and after nodding again and again, he hurriedly pushed open the fire door and entered the corridor to make arrangements.

"Hey, do you really know this Hong Wancheng?"

Yang Luo rubbed Jiang Hong's makeup, it was not that he was lonely and unheard, thinking that when he was in Pangu, he really didn't pay much attention to the information from the outside world, so he didn't know much about who this Hong Wancheng was.

But I didn't expect that Jiang Hong seemed to know everything about makeup.

"I didn't know before, but some time ago I attended a drinking party and someone mentioned this old man, the Hong family is a loyal martyr, the old man has three sons in his life, the eldest son died on the Korean battlefield during the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, the second son died in the counterattack against Vietnam, the only youngest son, who was a researcher at the Chengfei Research Institute, that is, the father of the old man's grandson, but similar to the two eldest brothers in front of him, he did not live long, and died of illness at work. Now the only heir of the Hong family is the only one left with this precious grandson, and this happened again. ”

Jiang Hongxiang shook her head secretly as she spoke.

Old man Hong's eldest son was just over 20 when he died, and he died before he got married, and although his second son was married, he died with his wife in the counterattack against Vietnam.

The only third son finally left a little blood for the Hong family.

"I see, the old man Hong is indeed pitiful enough, the white-haired people don't say anything about the black-haired people, and they have lost their loved ones again and again. You really have a way to save his grandson, but you can't, I want to find a way?"

"What do you think, is it difficult to beg the old man, he retired a few years ago, I'm afraid he may not have it, not to mention that you left in a bad mood, do you have the face to see him now?"

Jiang Hong glanced at Yang Luo, "Old Man Hong's grandson was seriously injured on a mission in Nanyang half a month ago, and it just so happened that I also got a message half a month ago that the Burmese gang had a conflict with an army of unknown origin when transporting drugs in northern Thailand, and most of the gang were killed and injured, and this army of unknown origin was also severely damaged. ”

"It's the Burmese gang again? No, I've been in contact with the Burmese gang, and although the strength is much stronger than the general armed forces, it is not yet capable of confronting the special forces. ”

Yang Luo's brows tightened again, the news he heard in the past two days was all related to this bullshit Burmese gang.

"They don't, but what if you add the head lowerer?"

"You mean they've been attacked by the Head Descender?"

As soon as he heard the three words of the head lowering master, Yang Luo's expression turned sharply.

The so-called head lowering master is a type of person who uses the head lowering technique as a profession.

The head lowering technique is mostly spread in the Nanyang area, divided into black head lowering division and white head descending division, the former receives people's money, wantonly declines, and has no morality at all, while the latter does more good deeds, relieves people from surrendering, and matches people's popularity.

And this time, the grandson of the old man Hong met the black head master who was employed by the Burmese gang.