The old vampire originally thought that with his viscount's cultivation, it would be easy to break free from Mo Feng's hands, and even at a moment, the idea of killing Mo Feng and snatching back the space ring rose greedily in his heart. {We don't write novels, we're just online text porters-◢ with ◢ dreams ◢ small ◢ say Щщшlā

But the truth is often very cruel, when the old vampire found that his hands couldn't even shake one of Mo Feng's arms, he suddenly felt like he had seen a ghost, and the color of horror that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved instantly filled his eyes again.

"How is that possible?" The old vampire's face was full of disbelief.

Mo Feng didn't pay attention to the old vampire's fright at all, his left hand was raised from the old vampire's shoulder, and grabbed his neck, Mo Feng used so much force that he could faintly hear the creaking sound of the old vampire's throat cartilage.

The old vampire didn't know why Mo Feng would kill him suddenly, but as a baron from a family that had been inherited for thousands of years, although the old vampire was not as sworn to death as other nobles, and was even a little greedy for life and afraid of death, but when it came time to die, he didn't expect him to be able to obediently poke his neck.

So, the old vampire made a crazy decision to detonate the energy mass at the bottom of his heart and die with Mo Feng.

At this time, Mo Feng's hand was already tightening more and more, and the old vampire's mouth was wide open before he could barely breathe in a trace of air.

Let's die together! A cruel smile suddenly appeared on the old vampire's face, and then his mind froze, and he frantically drove the dark energy in his body, and he wanted to detonate the energy mass in his heart before Mo Feng strangled him to death.

"Impossible!" When the old vampire found that no matter how much he tried to drive the dark energy in his body, they did not move in his body at all, his heart suddenly fell into an abyss, and he completely despaired.

Just when the old vampire who accepted his fate became more and more unconscious, ready to wait for the moment when Mo Feng pinched his neck, Mo Feng's hand suddenly let go.

"Ahem, ahem"

The old vampire, who had lost his support, fell to his knees and coughed violently with his hands on his neck.

After finally stopping his cough, the old vampire opened his mouth like a dying goldfish and gulped into his lungs.

Years later, the old vampire still remembers it vividly. After the first breath of air was inhaled into his lungs, he felt a faint lemon smell, which was his favorite taste, and it was good to be alive.

"If I find out that you dare to betray me or tell me what happened tonight, you will wait to be erased!" Mo Feng's cold voice hit the old vampire's heart like a hammer. It made the old vampire dizzy for a while, and he couldn't resist at all.

"Mo, I'm your old friend, you shouldn't treat me like this!" After a few moments, the old vampire, who had managed to recover, gasped loudly. said with an unwilling face.

"Old fellow, after all, we just use each other's relationship, this is your territory, I don't feel safe, do you understand?" Mo Feng leaned down and stared at the old vampire with his eyes, raised his left hand and said, "If you have a chance, you will definitely kill me and get it back, am I right?" ”

"No, no, mo, we're old friends, this will never happen. Yes, I swear, I swear in the name of the Ancestors......" The old vampire replied with his hands swinging like rattles.

"It doesn't matter!" Mo Feng turned around and walked to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of Hennessy, then stared at the glass and shook it slowly, "If you don't want to live, you can do that." ”

"......" The old vampire was stunned for a moment, then thought of something suddenly, and hurriedly looked into his body, when he saw that his black heart was surrounded by a purple thread larger than a hair. As soon as his body went limp, he suddenly slipped off the sofa and sat on the ground, and only after a while did he say a word: "Mo, you are a devil!" ”

The old vampire didn't know why the ghost had suddenly appeared on his heart. But with his experience of living for more than two hundred years and his understanding of Mo Feng, the old vampire absolutely believed that this purple thread could easily kill him.

The next morning, a black Ford station wagon slowly drove into the Songsha Manor, and as soon as the car stopped at the door, a slightly fat old man in his sixties, wearing a gray trench coat, pushed the door and stepped out of the car.

After the old man got out of the car, he took out a folding wheelchair from the trunk. With the help of Jones, who had just run out, Heli lifted a mentally drained old woman from the car into a wheelchair.

Jones and the old man pushed the old woman to the hall on the first floor, and Mo Feng, who had finished cleaning up, also walked down the stairs.

"Good morning, Mr. and Madame Conrad!" Mo Feng greeted the Conrads with a smile as he went down the stairs.

"Oh, Mr. Mo, hello, I'm going to trouble you again!" Conrad stopped the wheelchair and signaled to Mo Feng with the same smile, but Conrad's wife was unable to speak, just staring straight at Mo Feng, her lips trembling slightly, and her eyes were full of gratitude.

Conrad's full name is Joble. Conrad, this name may not be widely known, but if you mention the position of deputy director of the CIA, I am afraid that there are not many people in the world who do not know.

Conrad's wife was in a car accident five years ago and turned into a vegetative state, a condition that remains an insurmountable subject for modern medicine.

Although it has been proven that vegetative patients can wake up at the right time with a certain stimulus, the chance of such a miracle is definitely not more than 1 in 1,000, and the vast majority of patients die from the gradual aging and degeneration of their own functions.

Conrad and his wife, Susan, have a very good relationship, and he has traveled all over the world to be able to wake her up, but after countless diagnoses from internationally renowned extracerebral authorities, he has received one answer: powerless.

Just when Conrad was desperate for Susan's awakening, his friend Howard, the deputy mayor of Los Angeles, saw hope that his condition improved, and on Howard's recommendation, Conrad came to the Mohs clinic in Songsha Manor with the idea of trying his luck.

What Conrad never expected was that after three treatments by Mo Feng with acupuncture, Susan would really wake up......

Under the publicity of these social celebrities, Mo Feng suddenly became popular in the country, and Huaxia Medicine, which was originally suppressed, now has the help and promotion of these influential people, and the corresponding policies have gradually relaxed.

In the treatment room, after some examinations of pupillary reflex, knee throb reflex, pain stimulation, etc., Mo Feng took off his gloves and mask, and said to Conrad, who was nervous on the side, with a smile: "Mr. Conrad, your wife's recovery is good, if it continues like this, I can communicate with you normally for half a year at most." ”

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