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Xia Qinwei summoned the doctor in the middle of the night and soon dared to come, more than sixty years old, old and long, but full of spirit, in Jinling's traditional Chinese medicine industry should be second to none, Western medicine advanced and fast, but on internal injuries, or the most reliable Chinese medicine, good medicine bitter, this is the truth, hope and hear the question has been passed down for thousands of years, any disease is from the root, Wang Fuxing believes that the degree of Chinese medicine is far greater than that of Western medicine.

The old man's footsteps are very neat, and there is not much nonsense when he comes, seeing Huangfu Lingxi and Gemini lying on the bed side by side, he was stunned for a while, and the eyes of Comrade Wang Fuxing are also very strange, the gap between the two women in terms of appearance is too big, and now lying on the same bed, it is really a gap between flowers and green leaves, the old Chinese medicine doctor has lived for such a long time, and he has seen a lot of absurd things, but this kind of thing is still the first time I have seen it, and I haven't spoken yet, In my heart, I have a preconceived idea of Comrade Wang Fuxing, as long as it is a woman, regardless of her appearance, she will receive a heavy taste on the bed.

Wang Fuxing frowned and pondered, did not take the other party's meaningful eyes to heart, just gently stroked the fairy sister's long black and bright hair, frowned, and seemed to hesitate in the depths of his eyes.

He has always been very confident in his own force value, but the appearance of Tang Qianjun tonight made him realize his shortcomings, the Huangfu Lingxi who is good at using a sword, the twins who are good at fighting to the death, the three who are good at assassination, and the shooter who has reached a realm of playing with guns, plus himself, five people, no matter which one of them can be said to be masters, but when they dealt with Tang Qianjun alone, they ended up with a serious injury of three people.

With a master like Tang Qianjun, how many of the three major families are there?

Wang Fuxing took a deep breath, subconsciously lit a cigarette, and didn't think about this problem, if the person who rescued Tang Qianjun tonight was not in the right shape, Wang Fuxing was almost certain that it was the Longkong monk who had a relationship in Qixia Temple, after all, the string of Buddha beads thrown out in a hurry was really an object that could prove his identity, he sat on the edge of the bed, squinted his eyes slightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, It's definitely unrealistic, even if the person who came out of the sky tonight is not Longkong, it must be inseparable from him, with this direction, basically the target can be locked on Qixia Temple, he wants to see what kind of master can be so arrogant and take Tang Qianjun away without saying hello.

The old Chinese medicine doctor gave Huangfu Lingxi and the twins a lower pulse, and couldn't help but take Wang Fuxing's hand over, frowned, and said slowly: "It's all serious injuries, hurting the internal organs, don't exercise vigorously during this time, especially these two girls, who are very weak now, I will prescribe medicine for your injuries, two for each person, once in the morning and once in the evening, loss of qi and blood, within a month, you must recuperate." Otherwise, there will be a time when you will regret it in the future. ”

Wang Fuxing nodded and said indifferently: "It's troublesome." ”

The old Chinese medicine doctor shook his head, stood up, wrote a few prescriptions, and muttered to himself: "Today's young people know that they are fighting and killing, and they have blood, but they always have to treat themselves as individuals, how good it is to live a good life, the body is their own, they can bear it when they are young, and they have no place to reason when they are old." ”

Wang Fuxing smiled bitterly, took the prescription, and said softly: "Third uncle, help me send the old gentleman." ”

Jian San, who was standing on the side like a javelin, nodded, and left with the old Chinese medicine doctor.

Wang Fuxing's eyes flickered, grabbed the prescription in his hand, lowered his head and kissed the beautiful forehead of Huangfu Lingxi and said with a smile: "Take care of your injuries, I will send someone to grab the medicine in a while, before the injury is healed, you and the twins will stay at home, during this time, the shooter and the third uncle will follow me, there will be no danger, otherwise the wounded will carry the wounded, and they will be a burden to each other, I will go out for a while, you can rest well." ”

"Where are you going?"

Huangfu Lingxi said softly, frowned, looked at Wang Fuxing, a little worried, even if she was injured, the fairy sister was still not weak and delicate, and her performance was extremely calm and atmospheric.

The corners of Wang Fuxing's mouth twitched, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said quietly: "Just go out and go around, rest assured to sleep." ”

Huangfu Lingxi obediently closed his eyes, let go of Wang Fuxing's hand, and pulled the quilt with Wang Fuxing's breath with both hands, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

Wang Fuxing carefully covered the two of them with a quilt, stood beside the twins who were unconscious without saying a word when they met for the first time, gently stroked her hair, sighed softly, and got up to leave the room.

Xia Qinwei was standing next to the railing outside the door, and when she heard the movement, she immediately turned around, looked at Wang Fuxing with burning eyes, took the prescription in his hand, and said softly: "I'll let Kong Lin go to grab the medicine, you go to my room to rest, and I'll accompany you later." ”

This is a standard wolf into the room, if it weren't for Wang Fuxing's injuries and his own room was vacated for Huangfu Lingxi and the twins, Miss Xia, who was only molested once by a comrade on the railing not long ago, would definitely not have made this decision.

Wang Fuxing's face was pale, without the slightest blood, but his eyes were unusually clear, he shook his head with a smile, and said softly: "I can't rest for the time being, I want to go out immediately, you let Brother Kong go to grab medicine, and I'll come back before dawn." ”

Xia Qinwei frowned very vaguely, and stopped talking, as if she wanted to persuade something, but when the words came to her mouth, she swallowed it again, and said with a smile: "Do you need my help?" ”

Wang Fuxing made an intimate gesture that only belonged to the two of them, stretched out his hand and pinched her little nose and said, "No, I can solve this matter, it's hard to explain if you interfere." ”

Xia Qinwei let out a well-behaved sigh, and sure enough, she didn't ask any more, and ran downstairs with the prescription.

Wang Fuxing restrained his smile, stood in the corridor on the second floor with his support on the railing, took a deep breath, pressed down the pain all over his body, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Li Ruoya's phone.

The call was answered quickly.

In the middle of the night, Li Ruoya's voice was not half sleepy and lazy, and she respectfully called Wang Shao.

"Sleeping?"

Wang Fuxing said lightly, his eyelids raised, and his eyes were calm.

"No, I was coaxing my daughter to sleep just now, and I play with Aquarius on weekdays, this girl is used to it, and she has always asked Sister Aquarius, and now she just fell asleep."

Li Ruoya smiled embarrassedly, her voice was clear, and she hesitated before she spoke: "Wang Shao, is there something wrong?" I'm going to do it now? ”

Wang Fuxing let out a long breath, nodded, mumbled, and spoke again, his voice had become cold: "Gather people, set off now, you lead people to surround Qixia Temple for me, only enter, not out!" In addition, inform Zhang Sheng and ask him to wait for me near the Tang Family Sanatorium on the outskirts of the city, and I will go over immediately! ”

On the phone, Li Ruoya agreed without saying a word, and did not ask the reason.

Wang Fuxing paused, narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a cold smile: "Bring the guy, you have to be clean." You and Zhang Sheng bring it, all of them! ”

Li Ruoya was silent for about five seconds before she said yes in a low and solemn tone, and hung up the phone directly, but there was a voice in her heart that kept echoing.

Something big is wrong.

The so-called clean guys, to put it bluntly, are smuggled or made in the underground arsenal of black guns, there is no specific model, even the bullets are inferior, clean, even if something happens later, let the police get the warhead, at most they only know a firearm model, and it is not of great use.

Wang Fuxing put away the phone, rubbed the muscles of his face vigorously, put down his palm, his pale face seemed to be dyed with a layer of ruddy, he went downstairs directly, called Jian San and the shooter downstairs, and the three of them got into an A8L outside the villa door, and quickly used Zhongshan Meilu villa area.

"Miss, do you want to send someone to follow behind to help?"

Kong Lin watched Wang Fuxing leave, was silent for a while, and then spoke softly. He has always been a smart person, he understands that he shouldn't say what he shouldn't say, don't look at what he shouldn't see, don't ask what he shouldn't ask, and talk less and do more, but follow the eldest lady, once it comes to Wang Fuxing's affairs, Xia Qinwei never minds his subordinates talking more, and it's good to talk about it all the time.

Xia Qinwei sighed softly, shook her head and said, "No." Go grab the medicine. Start eating nutritious meals tomorrow. You arrange. ”

"Okay." ――

The outskirts of Jinling.

Once in the sanatorium where Tang Ning, the eldest lady of the Tang family, lived.

In the dead of night, in the most luxurious box on the fourth floor of the sanatorium, a hoarse and twisted roar sounded constantly, dull and hideous, with undisguised hatred and grief, like a dying beast.

Tang Qianjun was lying on the bed, his face was pale, he was no different from a dead man, but he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were full of crazy rage, his wounds had been treated, and he had been anesthetic, but the military thorn in his chest had become the biggest problem, and all the experts in medicine and surgery in the sanatorium were gathered together, and it took a lot of effort to decide on a more stable method, but when the military thorn was pulled out, it almost caused a blood collapse, and Tang Qianjun was injured after a large amount of bleeding, and he had reached the weakest stage. There was a blood bag hanging on the head of the bed, and the Tang family Qianjun was lying on the bed so miserably for the first time in his life, and the strong feeling of humiliation even made him feel like he wanted to commit suicide.

It was completely planted in the hands of a few juniors.

This is an unusually huge blow to Tang Qianjun, who has always been arrogant, and it is simply unbearable!

"You take good care of your injuries, and you are not afraid of running out of firewood, and you may not have a chance to take revenge in the future. You used to be too smooth, and now you suffer a loss, which may not be a good thing. I told you that the nine swords are in Jinling, and there is one of the nine left, can it be underestimated? And if Wang Fuxing is really a soft persimmon, he will definitely not survive today, you are too underestimated, the two old housekeepers of the Tang family and the Qin family died at his hands, which is enough to explain the problem, if it is not for me to make a move today, you will be the third important person of the three major families to die in the hands of Wang Fuxing, you should be glad that it is. ”

An old voice sounded, not in a hurry, calm and quiet.

In the eyes of all the disciples in Qixia Temple, the dirty, sloppy and unkempt master Longxiang looked indifferent, and the robe was completely wrapped in black, if you ignore his bald head, the current Longxiang is difficult to be regarded as a monk.

"Shouldn't I say thank you?"

Tang Qianjun smiled fiercely, his eyes flickered, with deep resentment, and a trace of despair that was well hidden.

He knew very well that if Long Xiang just now, or the Qin family butcher, had made a move earlier, even if he was injured, it would definitely not be serious to the point where he would have to recuperate well within a year, Qin Sheng could save him, but he didn't make a move at the most correct time, and so far, he only saved his own life.

Rotten!

"You're welcome."

Master Longxiang said lightly, his face was unwavering, and he did not feel the slightest guilt.

Tang Qianjun is one of the most important combat forces of the Tang family.

And himself, no matter how empty the four are, is also the Qin family.

It's okay to sell personal favors, but if Tang Qianjun is left intact, it will definitely be impossible.

Tang Qianjun snorted angrily, gritted his teeth, but didn't say much.

Master Longxiang turned around, subconsciously wanted to put his hands together, but found that there were no Buddha beads in his hands, his eyes were a little gloomy, he sighed, and said softly: "I'm back in the temple." There is another scripture that has not been copied tonight. ”

"The master can really pretend, I don't know if the matter of forcibly breaking into the Xia family's villa in a night suit in the middle of the night is still the true character of a monk, Qixia Temple is really a good place for outstanding individuals."

Tang Qianjun sneered and mocked, excessive blood loss, coupled with the effect of anesthetics, made him drowsy, but he always held on and refused to close his eyes.

"Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, it's good."

Long Xiangman groaned, his tone was slow and quiet, calm and peaceful, and he had already walked to the door of the ward and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

Tang Qianjun spoke in a deep voice, his eyes were crazy, he looked at Long Xiang's back, gritted his teeth, his face turned red, and finally held back a sentence: "Do me a favor, are you willing?" ”

"Help you kill Wang Fuxing?"

Takashi stopped at the door, but did not look back, his expression calm.

"Haha, even if I, Tang Qianjun, am like a dog now, I won't let others help me kill people, that little bastard's life is mine. His woman, too, is mine. ”

Tang Qianjun laughed wildly, the main combat strength of the Tang family, who was seriously injured and dying, was indeed extremely weak, and he was already gasping for breath after saying so many words, and his face was even paler.

"And what's the matter with you?"

Long Xiang said quietly.

"Help me get the faucet back! It was my master's knife, and it is my knife now. It has to be by my side! ”

Tang Qianjun gritted his teeth and said, the humiliating look in his eyes flashed, he subconsciously lowered his head, and suddenly raised it again, only to find that the monk Longxiang who was originally standing at the door had disappeared, and a sentence sounded softly from the corridor and passed into the room: "It's not difficult." ”

"Isn't it difficult?"

Tang Qianjun muttered to himself, and suddenly laughed, like crazy, tired of laughing enough, and finally lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

The monk Longxiang, who did not go far, sighed softly, dressed in black, swayed downstairs, and got out of the sanatorium secretly set up by the Tang family in Jinling, turned an intersection, and the cold wind blew, not only did he not relax, but his body suddenly tensed!

The sound of messy footsteps suddenly rang out.

The night is silent, but the footsteps are loud in all directions!

Less than fifty meters in front of Master Long Xiang, an A8 was quietly parked on the side of the road, and behind A8, six or seven vans lined up side by side, and the moment he turned around, the lights turned on.

The lights are dazzling.

Long Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, dressed in black, standing in place, silent.

In less than a minute, twenty or thirty people rushed out from all directions, forming a large circle with a diameter of about twenty meters, surrounding him in the middle, and keeping a relatively safe distance from him with extreme caution.

"You're all Wang Shao's people, right?"

Long Xiang was the first to speak, looking peaceful, calm and calm.

"Hello, Master."

A flat voice sounded, and the crowd around Long Xiang suddenly parted, and a young man walked with his back to the car, followed by a man and a woman.

Shooter with a gun.

Sword three holds a sword.

Long Xiang clasped his hands together, bent his waist slightly, and made a formal Buddhist salute, his tone seemed to be a little curious, and he said softly: "Poor monk Long Xiang." Are you Wang Shao? ”

"I am Wang Fuxing."

The young man spoke calmly, squinted his eyes, looked at the old monk in front of him, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "What is the relationship between you and Longkong?" ”

"The poor monk has a junior brother, the law name is Longkong, and the abbot of Qixia Temple."

Long Xiang was neither humble nor arrogant, looked at Wang Fuxing with eye level, smiled slowly, and said with kind eyebrows: "Wang Shao came here late at night, I don't know what to do?" ”

Wang Fuxing frowned slightly, as if he was not used to this kind of crepe way of speaking, but his tone was as calm as ever, and said with a smile: "I don't believe in Buddhism, I don't pay attention to compassion, and I came here late at night, naturally to kill." ”

He paused in his tone, waved the dragon head short knife in his hand, squinted his eyes, said kindly, and said softly: "Master, is this knife sharp enough?" ”

Long Xiang's eyes shrank slightly.

Tap.

A famous knife that Tang Qianjun asked himself to get back just now!

"Good knives. I wonder if Wang Shao can let the poor monk take a look? ”

Long Xiang smiled, although he was dressed in black, he still had a kind of monk charm in his every move.

"You want?"

Wang Fuxing raised his eyebrows, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly became extremely sharp with this simple action, like a knife like a sword, and the dozens of people around Long Xiang also subconsciously straightened their bodies, and their momentum was like a rainbow!

"This knife does not belong to Wang Shao, the poor monk is entrusted by others, and he just wants to return it to its original owner."

Takashi replied unhurriedly.

"Not mine? Haha, I said it's mine, it's mine. If I don't give it, won't the master still want to rob it? ”

Wang Fuxing laughed and said, his posture was arrogant, holding a dragon head, and behind him were dozens of lights, shining brightly!

Long Xiang was silent for a few seconds, then spoke again and said softly, "The poor monk wants to try." ”

He straightened up and took a sharp step forward.

This step, but it is close to two meters away!

Wang Fuxing's originally gentle eyes changed instantly, the murderous aura was cold and cold, his left hand still maintained the posture of holding a knife, his right hand suddenly stretched out, and a pistol equipped with a silencer appeared in his hand, without hesitation, he directly hooked the trigger at Long Xiang!

"Bang! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Five robs in a row, all at the feet of the monk Longxiang.

On the asphalt pavement, there are puffs of light smoke.

Wang Fuxing held the gun in one hand, and with a sudden flick of his left hand, the dragon head knife was unsheathed, flying in the air, the tip of the knife was downward, and it was directly inserted in front of Long Kong, and the blade was obliquely inserted into the ground, shaking violently.

"Master, the knife is right in front of you, do you dare to take it?"

Wang Fuxing sneered, five robs in a row, he took five steps forward, and Long Xiang took five steps back!

This pampered and excellent Qin family's top master in Qixia Temple just to clamp down on Huangfu Futu obviously did not expect that Wang Fuxing would pull out his gun and pull the trigger without saying a word, and dodge in embarrassment, and in just a few seconds, he was already in a cold sweat.

What about the masters? The master is not a god, and it is impossible to hard-catch the bullet.

The faucet was stuck in the ground, still shaking.

Do you dare to take it?

Long Xiang didn't dare, he was 100% convinced that as long as he bent down now, Wang Fuxing would definitely pull the trigger again, and at that time, he wouldn't even have a chance to dodge.

"Amitabha!"

Long Xiang folded his hands, his body was straight, his face was expressionless, and he read a sentence in a low tone, his voice was loud, with a trace of imperceptible anger, but he faced the famous knife in front of him, but he no longer dared to move.

The corners of Wang Fuxing's mouth twitched, his sneer became even meaner, and Sen Han said, "Get out!" ”

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