Traditional Chinese medicine is the quintessence of China, it is a medicine that saves lives and helps the wounded, and it can also be a knife to eliminate violence and peace!

The ghost valley in southern Yunnan, the name of the ghost doctor shocked the rivers and lakes of China, and even the pinnacle of the superstructure of China knew and respected such an existence, it was precisely because of the quintessence of Gan Baicao's art that it could save the dead and help the wounded, and it could also eliminate violence and peace!

There is no good or evil in things, but people do!

Jiang Han thought that he was by no means a good person, but at this moment, in the eyes of this white man who was hanging in the air by his neck, Jiang Han was definitely a complete evil person!

Or in the eyes of these foreigners who believe in God, it is more appropriate to call Jiang Han a devil!

The moment the Ice Spirit Mysterious Needle in Jiang Han's hand pierced into his body, the first thought that flashed through his mind was - he wanted to die. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This feeling is like having countless ants crawling and biting in his heart, and the status quo where he wants to do something but can't do anything is simply not like this.

His eyes were bloodshot, but in just a few seconds, the white man's face turned blood-red, as if his head was about to explode. But even so, he still didn't mean to tell Jiang Han!

Jiang Han was slightly surprised, he didn't expect this foreigner to be so able to resist.

"Very good, I admire people with backbone, I really hope you can always be so backbone, never tell me!"

Jiang Han sneered, and an Ice Spirit Xuan Needle appeared in his hand, and when the white man saw this, the scarlet eyes that were already bulging immediately exuded an inexplicable color of fear!

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Ten minutes later, Jiang Han had already pried out what he wanted and walked out of the bar with a smile on his face, and the supervisors in front of the surveillance screen behind the hidden cameras in the bar still didn't notice anything unusual!

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There are a few people living in a stunningly renovated European-style apartment less than a 10-minute drive from the bar.

"Mr. Fry, things are getting worse. An old man said with a stern expression. "The news has just come from Monte Cristo that another of our Marquis has been killed in the line of duty—and this has had a really bad effect on our plans. ”

At this moment, the slightly obese white Frye comfortably nestled in the soft leather sofa, holding the red wine glass in his hand and shaking it gently, and said: "Mr. Shen first, is there anything else to worry about? We have returned to Europe safely, no matter how mysterious that country is, no matter how powerful those yellow-skinned monkeys are, can they still set off any storms on our own territory?" This time it doesn't work, there will be the next time, the next time it won't work, we can still make plans again, with the temperament of the Chinese people, we don't go to them to find trouble, thank God, they will never take the initiative to find us, so we just need to plan again and again, success is a matter of time! Don't you Chinese people often say a sentence, called dripping water through stones, this is what we are doing now, otherwise, why do you think our great Duke has stood in the world for so many years and has not fallen!"

"That's what I said. This so-called Mr. Shen nodded.

"But I'm still a little worried. I don't know if that guy betrayed us. ”

"What if he betrays us? Even if he tells the world who he is and who we are? Who will believe it? Who will dare to move those who know about our existence? Even if it is the Chinese government, I am afraid that it will not have the confidence!" Frye said with a sneer. "As long as there is the Great Duke, we will not fail, so there is nothing to worry about!"

"God willing, I hope everything goes well. Mr. Shen drew a cross on his chest. Although he was of the yellow race, he was a devout Catholic.

"Why haven't those two guys Hera and Solas arrived yet? Did he lose sleep last night because of his excitement?"

Bang -

A huge object was thrown at them and smashed on the coffee table in front of them.

Bang Dang -

The red wine bottles and wine glasses on the coffee table fell on the marble floor, making a crisp sound, and for a while, the glass burst out, the scarlet red wine overflowed, and the room immediately exuded a rich aroma of wine!

"Ahh

Because it was one of the two people he had just asked, one of Frye's two bodyguards.

The bodyguard's face was covered with blood and scars, and he completely lost his former martial demeanor. His forehead had just slammed into the heavy coffee table table, and a large hole had been made, and blood was gurgling outward.

This so-called Mr. Shen is getting older and older, but his courage is getting smaller and smaller.

Seeing the situation in front of him, he suddenly bounced up from the sofa, looked around in panic, and shouted, "Bodyguard." Bodyguard. ”

No one answered.

Frye also had a solemn expression. This is his small apartment, although the apartment is unremarkable, but the guards around it are definitely as strong as the toughest prison in Italy, how can someone walk in so unscrupulously and intact?

However, as a standard businessman and gambler, he is convinced that everyone in this world has ambitions. That is, everyone is for the sake of profit. It's nothing more than a matter of high or low price.

No matter who the person is, he can offer a price that the other party can't refuse.

"Since the guests are here, please sit down and have a drink. Frye shouted.

"The guests came uninvited, and Mr. Frye was asked to bear with me. While speaking, a man dressed in white appeared at the door, it was Jiang Han!

"Is that you!?" Frye looked surprised at the man who came out. However, he soon regained his composure.

He should have thought it was his. Being able to pass through the cordon of his own defenses and break into his living room with a corpse, who else in this world can do it except the master of that mysterious realm?

Frye had also seen Jiang Han that night, and in addition to Jiang Wenxuan, Jiang Han, a young descendant, was still a lingering nightmare of his nightmare trip to China!

"It's me. Jiang Han smiled and nodded.

"Would you like a drink?" Fry pointed to the sofa opposite, motioning for Jiang Han to sit down and talk. Once a person sits down, his aura and arrogance will be a little weaker. "I have a good vintage of red wine here. ”

"I'm more interested in you, Marquis de Frey, than in wine. Jiang Han walked to the sofa opposite Frye and sat down, and said with a smile.

Fry's heart pounded, and he had a feeling that something was wrong. Is this Huaxia man who came all the way from Huaxia really for the events of that night?

"I confess that the matter of China is that we at Monte Cristo are ashamed of you. ”

Frye didn't pick up on Jiang Han's words, but moved on to another topic. "You have also destroyed the vital elite power of Monte Cristo. We all know about this matter, but we haven't pursued this matter, have we, Mr. Jiang Han? If I'm not mistaken, you should be called Jiang Han, right?"

"What about the investigation?" Jiang Han asked with a smile.

The expression still looks so kind, so kind, but the words that come out make people vomit blood.

What about pursuing it? What about not being convinced? You were chased by us like a lost dog, and most of China finally escaped with your tail between your legs?

This is Jiang Han's arrogance and Jiang Han's domineering.

"Yes. We really can't do anything to Mr. Jiang Han. Frye was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Now that the situation is worse than people, he will not say brainless angry words.

"But, at least on this matter, we're even. So, I don't know why Mr. Jiang Han broke into my private house again and hurt Hera and Solas like this?"

"I need him to come in with me. Jiang Han said. He tried to refuse. But it was short-lived. Oh no, one of them has been refusing for a long time, which shows that Mr. Frye's management of his subordinates is still in place!"

"So, what do you want?" asked Frye, holding back the anger in his heart.

"As I have said, I am more interested in you, Mr. Fry, in the fine wine of the earth. It's just that Mr. Frye changed the subject," Jiang Han said with a smile. His eyes looked at Fry's fat face calmly and gently, and said, "You look so ugly." I can't look at ...... All right. Mr. Fry, I don't think you're welcoming me either. ”

Jiang Han said. "You shouldn't have walked out of Huaxia alive, now, give me your life!"

"No, no, no~~ Mr. Jiang Han, you can't be so impulsive, I think we can discuss this matter again, you have to be clear, it is much more cost-effective to be friends with Sleeping Valley or not to be an enemy!"

"Oh, so you're trying to buy me, that's not impossible, but it's up to you to make me feel like a price, after all, I've been nesting in a place where you birds don't for almost a month, to be honest, it's really uncomfortable!" Jiang Han sneered.

Frye was shocked and said, "Mr. Jiang Han, I know what you want. I want it too. But why haven't you thought about working with us?"

"How to cooperate?" Jiang Han asked.

And when Jiang Han said this, the muzzle of the pistol in Frye's hand was already aimed at Jiang Han.

Jiang Han's body suddenly bounced up and punched Frye in the chest.

Fry's fat body, and the leather couch he had been sitting on, flew upside down and hit the hard wall before stopping.

"In front of me, you don't have a chance to shoot. Jiang Han said with a sneer.

Burst~!

Frye's body fell to the ground, gulping for blood. His internal organs were shattered, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Jiang Han walked up to Frye, took out a glove from his pocket and put it on his right hand, and then used the gloved hand to open the suit on Fry's body, and took out a small steel box from his suit pocket and opened it, and it was a glittering gold medal!

It was written in English: Marquis!

Frye's eyes were full of resentment and reluctance, and he tried to reach out and grab something

Fame, wealth, or life, or the Duke he admired!

It's a pity that death is getting closer and closer to him.

His hand reached into the air, then fell to the ground.

Syllable!

Another earl in the Sleeping Valley died in the hands of Jiang Han with endless grievances and hatred!