After chatting with Sister Li for a while, at nine o'clock, Wang Dong also returned to the hotel from the hospital, and Sister Li also fell asleep.

He lay in the room for a while, and it was not until late at night that Wang Dong climbed into Ma Dehu's room along the recess by the window, like a spider.

There was no sound in the room, and it was already late at night, Wang Dong guessed that Ma Dehu had slept ten times.

Wang Dong pushed the window, found that it could not be opened, locked it, took out a small dagger near the hospital, and got the next piece of glass into Ma Dehu's room.

Thanks to Wang Dongyi's boldness, this is the twelfth floor, let alone climbing, even if you stand in a twelve-story place, you will feel a little afraid of heights......

Entering the room, Ma Dehu was sleeping soundly, Wang Dong turned off the bedside lamp that was originally on, and then shook Ma Dehu awake.

Ma Dehu was sleeping Zhengxiang, was shaken awake, got up in a daze, only to see a dagger on his neck, immediately woke up, sleepy, very nervous, but did pretend to be calm and asked: "Friend, what are you doing here?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what I ask, what you answer." Wang Dong asked in a suppressed voice.

"Yes, yes." Although Ma Dehu is a ** lake, but now his life is in the hands of others, he can't help but be unconvinced, and immediately said politely.

"Let me ask you, are you from the Scorpion Tattoo Organization?" Wang Dong still suppressed his voice, a little hoarse, and asked like a little old man.

When Ma Dehu heard Wang Dong's words, he was shocked in his heart, and then sneered: "Friend, since you know that I am a member of the Scorpion, I advise you not to hit me, if you leave now, I will treat it as if nothing happened, and I will not blame the past, otherwise I will ......"

"Smack." Wang Dong withdrew the dagger and slapped it over, and the horse who was pumping it turned on his back, and when the horse reacted, the dagger hit his neck again.

"Whatever I ask you, you answer, one more word, one more slap!" Wang Dong reminded again.

"You ......"

Ma Dehu felt that his face was hot, and one of his dignified Scorpion Gang talkers actually ate him, an old man

slapped him, looking very angry. However, when he said the word 'you', Wang Dong slapped him again, and Ma Dehu couldn't find his back, and when Ma Dehu reacted, the withdrawn dagger hit his neck again.

At this time, Ma Dehu realized that the comer was not simple, and immediately rubbed half of his anger.

"Do you want to talk more nonsense now?" Wang Dong asked coldly with a suppressed voice.

"Nope." After two slaps in a row, Ma Dehu remembered his surname this time, and didn't say more nonsense, but secretly swore that he would find out this person in the future and return the insult to him a hundred times today!

"Are you a member of the Scorpion?" Wang Dong asked coldly.

"Yes." Ma Dehu replied succinctly.

"What is your identity in there? What status? Wang Dong continued to ask.

"One of the people who said it, in charge of Yangcheng." Ma Dehu said truthfully, since the other party deliberately came to the door, there must be an investigation, and he can't lie about his identity.

"Okay, tell me what hurtful things you've done in Yangcheng recently?" Wang Dong asked coldly.

"Something that hurts the heavens and reason?" Ma Dehu was stunned for a moment, thinking that the other party was going to ask about some secrets of the Scorpion Gang, but he didn't expect that he came to him on purpose, but he hadn't been in Yangcheng at all recently, how could he do anything hurtful?

"Friend, I think you should have made a mistake, I've been in Yannan for half a month, how can I do anything hurtful." Ma Dehu said.

"Think about it, if it weren't for your Scorpion Gang, how would I have found you?" Wang Dong asked coldly.

"Friend, I really didn't do anything, everything in the Scorpion Gang in Yang City in the past half a month is in the responsibility of another person to be elected." Ma Dehu said.

"Who to be chosen?" Wang Dong was stunned for a moment, why are there so many people to be elected, isn't this Ma Dehu framing himself?

"Yes, the person to be chosen. Because the helmsman of the Scorpion Gang was in danger, all the speakers rushed to Yannan, so they temporarily handed over the matter to the people to be elected. Ma Dehu explained.

It turns out that this is the case, so the old man I saw in the hospital just now was not Ma Dehu's father, but the hall master of the Scorpion Gang, and I thought how filial Ma Dehu was.

After a pause, Wang Dong asked coldly, "Who is the person to be elected in Yangcheng now?" ”

"Zhao Xishan." Ma Dehu said, hearing this name, Wang Dong couldn't help but be stunned, didn't he pretend to be a debt collection company to trouble him a while ago? Did he instruct people to do it? Thinking of Hou Xiaotian's investigation, Ma Dehu did leave Yangcheng half a month ago, it seems that most of what he said is true, since he is now Zhao Xishan's house, then wait for a good visit to Yangcheng!

A thunderbolt knocked Ma Dehu unconscious, and Wang Dong climbed back to his room through the window. The reason why I don't take the elevator or stairs is because I don't want to be photographed by the camera, so as not to leave anything behind.

Back in his room, Wang Dong deliberately changed his clothes and went to the hospital.

As soon as I entered the inpatient department, I felt a chill, gloomy and terrifying.

Taking the elevator to the floor yesterday, the lights in the corridor flickered on and off, and Wang Dong's originally nervous heart sped up a few points again. After a pause, Wang Dong lifted his dantian internal qi and said, "Little girl, don't worry, I will do everything possible to save your sister." ”

In the empty corridor, the listener was shocked and frightened, and just as the echo disappeared, a fluttering voice came: "Thank you." ”

Hearing this answer, Wang Dong's heels were cold, and then the corridor returned to quiet, and the flickering energy-saving lights returned to normal. And at this time, Wang Dong's queen was soaked with sweat, and this world is really a ghost! But my heart seems to have let go of some baggage.

Thinking about his own situation, Wang Dong was relieved, after he could wear it for seventy years, what else could he not do?

When I came out of the hospital, it was already past four o'clock, and it was almost dawn.

Wang Dong didn't go back to the hotel, and got up in a vacant lot in the hospital. These two said, because there are many things, the practice is a little wasted, and now I have time to make up for it.

In a flash, the best time was over, Wang Dong stopped, and practiced his fists and feet. The Chiba Palm and the Lion Fist are already a little hot, and they are considered to be the first success.

Thinking of the origin of the Chiba palm and the lion fist, Wang Dong couldn't help but be interested in antiques.

In the past, Wang Dong learned the knowledge of antiques and the identification method of antiques, and wanted to integrate into Wang Dong's role as soon as possible, but now it is different, when he found that the firewood kiln contained martial arts cheats, the focus of attention shifted, from the original passive, to active, and sincerely loved antiques.

After moving his muscles, at eight o'clock, Wang Dong put away his fists, called Sister Li, asked her what she wanted to eat for breakfast, and then went to buy breakfast nearby.

Near the hospital, there are all kinds of stalls, and there are all kinds of breakfast sellers, such as soy milk fritters, steamed buns, noodles and dumplings, rice cakes and so on.

Suddenly, a shouting made Wang Dong stop and stop: "Walk by, don't miss it, it's all old Ming objects, it's fake and don't want money, it's fake and don't want money." ”

Hearing the old object, Wang Dong's eyebrows lifted, his expression was happy, and he leaned up, but he didn't expect that there was such a stall near the hospital.

The stall owner is a good person, and when he saw Wang Dong coming, he hurriedly slapped his beard and said: "Young man, at a glance, you will know that you are a nobleman, take a look, the things on my stall are absolutely positive, and they are definitely old objects of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"Da Ming's old object?" Wang Dong glanced at the things on the stall, which were basically small objects, small ornaments, and he was a little disappointed that he didn't see porcelain or anything.

But since he had come, Wang Dong still squatted down and took a look to see if there was anything right.

Wang Dong's gaze swept around, and finally lingered on a book. When the stall owner saw that Wang Dong was interested in the book, he immediately took it and handed it to him, saying, "Young man, good eyesight, this is an ancient book that is difficult to find." Look, if you fall in love, I'll give you a friendly price. ”

After taking the book handed over by the stall owner, Wang Dong looked at it carefully.

The pages of the book have long been yellowed, and the cover is a little broken, but the words 'Lin Xiang's handwriting' can be vaguely seen. Flipping the cover, I saw that the first page read, 'Remembering the major events of the Year of Emperor Tianguang'.

The seven characters are written vertically, and at first glance, it looks like an out-of-body treasure, which shocks all directions.

Wang Dong was stunned for a moment, his face changed slightly, and then he turned the second page, the third page, and the fourth page, but there was no refreshing feeling, but when Wang Dong gave up, the page that was opened, the handwriting that was arranged, suddenly became a sheathed treasure book, which seemed to fly out of the sky, and couldn't help but make Wang Dong frown again, with an extraordinary feeling.

In one breath, I flipped through dozens of pages of "Lin Xiang Records", and there were five pages in total, which was refreshing.

Sensing the strangeness of the "Lin Xiang Record", Wang Dong's heart moved, and he released the 'divine thoughts' in the Mud Pill Palace, wanting to scan the "Lin Xiang Record" to see what he was?

However, as soon as the 'Divine Thoughts' came into contact with the "Lin Xiang Record", Wang Dong felt a shock, and a buzzing sound sounded in his mind, and then the released 'Divine Thoughts' seemed to have been cut off by something, and lost contact.

At this time, Wang Dong came back to his senses, looking at the "Lin Xiang Record" in his hand with a puzzled face, his 'divine thoughts' had no way to read its information, and it was cut off by it, what was the situation?

Looking at the 'Humanoid Divine Thought' in the Mud Pill Palace, there were a few cracks on the 'Humanoid Divine Thought', which surprised Wang Dong again, this "Lin Xiang Record" is really peculiar, and it even has an attack surname!

"How's it going, lad? This book is 30,000 yuan for you? The stall owner has been observing the changes in Wang Dong's facial expression, first surprised, then disappointed, then surprised, disappointed, and finally confused.

"Thirty thousand?" Wang Dong frowned and said, "Boss, it's a little expensive, up to 10,000." ”

"Ten thousand? It's a little less, this is an old object of the Ming Dynasty, at least twenty-nine thousand, and I won't sell it if it's less! The stall owner's tone strengthened a little, and he didn't let go of any less points.

"Boss, let it go again, 20,000 yuan, 20,000 yuan, or I won't want it." As he spoke, Wang Dong casually put the "Lin Xiang Record" back on the stall, and looked like I would quote this price, and I wouldn't buy it no matter how high it was.

"Young man, this is a small business, 20,000 yuan is not enough, add 5,000." The stall owner didn't give up, and Wang Dong didn't bother much, stood up, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Cheng, Cheng, 20,000 yuan is 20,000 yuan, count me as a loss-making deal, and come back next time." Seeing that Wang Dong was really leaving, the stall owner hurriedly stopped him.

"Well said." Wang Dong smiled, the concession of the stall owner had been expected by him, and then he went to a nearby ATM to withdraw 20,000 yuan and bought "Lin Xiang Record". (To be continued.) )