Meng Fan originally wanted to resist, with his current cultivation, although these two men were very strong, but if they really started, I am afraid that they were not his enemies at all.

But after thinking about it, Meng Fan didn't move, and got into the car very cooperatively.

A man grabbed Meng Fan's arm, and another person ran from the back of the car to the other side to get into the car, the door was closed, the engine did not stop, the tires rubbed against the ground and made a screeching sound, and the Land Rover rushed out like a yak.

Meng Fan was very calm, glanced at the car, and the driver was also a strong man, because he couldn't see clearly with his back to him. He turned his head to look at the two people beside him, and finally stopped his gaze on the man on his right.

The man is not tall, only about 1.7 meters, quite burly, with strong arms, dark skin, and slightly messy short hair. Thick eyebrows, deep eye sockets, high nose bridge. It looks like an ordinary migrant worker, but because of the hard work of the wind and sun, the skin is quite rough. Looks quite bluffing.

"You stole the ginseng, right?" Meng Fan suddenly asked.

The man was immediately stunned, he didn't expect to be recognized so quickly, but soon, he pulled out a scimitar from his waist, put it against Meng Fan's neck, and said fiercely: "Cooperate with it, if you dare to resist, don't blame the brother for being ruthless, the white knife goes in and the red knife goes in." ”

"You didn't steal ginseng to sell it for money, did you?" The corners of Meng Fan's mouth curled slightly, and he still asked calmly.

The man frowned, glared at Meng Fan and did not speak.

Meng Fan asked again: "What are you arresting me for?" Because we called the police? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you'll know when you get to the place, don't blame us for talking nonsense!" The other scolded in a low voice.

Because he was not wearing a mask to cover his head, Meng Fan could see clearly that the Land Rover had been driving westward, and it could be seen from the high-rise buildings on both sides that they had reached the western suburbs.

Although Yanjing is a metropolis, it does not mean that they are all rich. The rich people are all within the fourth ring road, leaving the city center, and the gap between the rich and the poor is still quite obvious. Diplomacy, in particular, is more like a small town in the countryside than the high-rise buildings in the city center.

The people who live here are very mixed, and it can be said that there are all kinds of people. There are people who come from other places to work, there are locals who have been demolished, and there are also unemployed vagrants. Dressed up, compared with the suits and leather shoes in the city center, brocade shirts and mink fur, it is simply mistaken for someone who has come to another world.

This is really a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, quite chaotic, there are many people, most of them are ordinary people, and the security of everyone is quite poor. Fights and brawls, disagreements and fights abound.

The Land Rover drove all the way into a large compound in the western suburbs, which was quite old and dilapidated.

Meng Fan was escorted out of the car, and someone immediately asked in order to come up. They were all people who looked similar to low men, with dark skin, and women with rough skin and plateau red on their faces. There are even women dressed in strange clothes, wrapped in headscarves, wearing floral clothes, and using burgundy coarse cloth as belts.

Both men and women have one thing in common, that is, they are tough! Even if a woman is washing vegetables and preparing to cook, the scimitar pinned to her waist will be exposed if she inadvertently pins it.

The low man replied.

What they said was a bit strange, as if listening to a book from heaven, Meng Fan didn't understand a word.

"Be honest, let's go!" After the low man finished speaking, he pushed Meng Fan and replaced it with not talking.

Meng Fan was wondering what the hell was the origin of these people, they were dressed strangely, including their appearance. I was taken to a room, and as soon as I entered the door, I smelled a faint aroma. The house was in a mess, with bracelets, headdresses, clothes, and silverware thrown everywhere. But as far as I could see, it was a woman's room, and there were several people standing in the room, both men and women.

The low man shouted two more strange words, and the people in the room immediately turned around, looked at Meng Fan, and took the initiative to get out of the way. Meng Fan was pushed to the bed in the room.

There was a woman lying on the bed, it should have been, for she was covered with a white veil, revealing only her eyes and forehead, and judging by the length of her hair and the braided braids and headdress, she looked like a woman.

Meng Fan didn't care much about the woman's appearance, he couldn't see it clearly anyway, he cared more about the woman's current state.

The skin is red, and even with the veil, you can see that the lips are chapped and white, and the forehead is covered with sweat. When you get close to her, you can feel a wave of heat, rushing towards your face.

A strong man reached out and grabbed Meng Fan's collar, with a fierce attitude, and muttered a lot of words, but Meng Fan still didn't understand.

"Speak Mandarin." Meng Fan said, stretched out his hand and grabbed Dahan's wrist, and then a little hard, Dahan gritted his teeth at first, then grinned, and finally let go of his collar with a sigh, turned around and pulled out a scimitar to cut Meng Fan.

The short man shouted two sentences before the big man stopped and glared at Meng Fan angrily. The short man said, "We have invited you here to see the helper." She ate the ginseng in your store yesterday, and she became like this, I heard that you are very good at medicine, please save our helper. ”

Master? Meng Fan frowned, no wonder he felt that the people here were very strong, both men and women were carrying scimitars, and it turned out to be a gang here.

"What gang are you?" Meng Fan asked.

The short man said, "You just need to save people, we can promise not to hurt you, ask less." ”

Meng Fan smiled, damn, you stole my ginseng and ate it, and you still want me to treat her, okay, you have this attitude? Is this like a begging attitude, a clear threat? Meng Fan is really not afraid of threats, just these people, hehe. Meng Fan grabbed the scimitar in the big man's hand, and bowed vigorously in the surprised eyes of the other party, and the scimitar was really bent at that time.

"Do you think you can beat me? I don't resist, I just want to see what you want to do. If you want me to save people, you can have a better attitude! Meng Fan stopped drinking, and the people in the room were startled, and they all touched the scimitar on their waists.

The man who was still low understood the overall situation, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop them and said, "Don't get me wrong, we won't tell you, it's for your good." I just want you to save our helper, and I don't want you to get into trouble. ”

"Tell me." Meng Fan said.

The low man muttered to the others again, and then said: "We are Tibetans, I believe you can also see that Dorje Paran is our gang leader, because of the recent conflict with the local Nanhai Gang, Dorje Paran was seriously injured last night and his life is in danger." I'm going to steal your ginseng. ”

"Eat it all for her?" Meng Fan asked, it turned out that the girl on the bed was called Duoji Palan, and Meng Fan didn't understand what it meant.

Dorje Paran means pearl and is simply expressed in Tibetan.

The low man, named Tashi Dorjee, said, "I only ate half of it, and I saw your ginseng on the Internet, and we Tibetans also have ginseng, and we knew its miraculous effects, so we stole it." But we don't understand why eating your ginseng Dorje Paran is like this. ”

Meng Fan couldn't laugh or cry, she ate half of it, why don't you finish it for her. After eating, it was easy to pull the crematorium directly, and he was not hacked to death, but directly eaten to death. This woman named Duoji Paran is now like this, and she has already calculated it, and if she is not burned to death after eating half of it, it is her fate.

The medicinal properties contained in Jiupin ginseng, which can be tolerated by people, to put it bluntly, this woman is now too hot with her liver, it can be said that she is too vigorous, and she is unconscious.

"I can save her." Meng Fan's words immediately made the people in the room excited, but he continued: "But my ginseng is very valuable. ”

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