After reading the news, Zhang Ming smiled faintly at a few people on the side and said, "Clean up, there should be a distinguished guest in a while." ”

"Boss. I think you should be prepared. Thousand Faces said.

Zhang Ming nodded slightly and said, "Yes." I should prepare well and don't lose anyone. ”

After speaking.

Zhang Ming went to the side room to prepare.

It's approaching evening.

Wang Kui came, and brought a few people with him.

Under Cao Ying's arrangement, several people came to the room prepared in advance.

Zhang Ming walked over and saw that in addition to Wang Kui, there were several middle-aged people in their thirties and forties, one of whom was in a wheelchair and seemed to have passed out.

"Zhang Shao." Wang Kui had a smile on his face and introduced to Zhang Ming: "This person in the wheelchair is Mr. Qian of Tiansheng Group. Mr. Qian had a stroke, and he was able to speak for a while, but now he has been in a coma for several days, and he asked Zhang Shao to help. ”

Zhang Ming nodded and said, "Since I promised you, I will definitely help if I help, but what are you laughing at?" ”

Laugh?

Wang Kui was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly slapped his face and said, "Get used to it, get used to it, I'm not smiling, just this face." ”

"Oh!" Zhang Ming nodded, stretched out his hand and pressed the patient's pulse, and then raised his eyebrows and said, "It's hopeless, people are almost short of breath." Wang Kui, you can directly prepare the afterlife for him. ”

This!

That's it?

Wang Kui was dumbfounded and said, "My lord, you ......"

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Ming chuckled at the corner of his mouth: "There is a rule in our line, that is, those who are really going to die will not be saved." In the past, we saved people, but whenever there was a glimmer of life, we would take action, but if there was no chance at all, wouldn't we break our own signboard if we made a move? ”

Wang Kui opened his mouth, as an envoy, he naturally knew Zhang Ming's rules.

Zhang Ming saw that a few people were not moving, so he spoke again: "What are you still doing in a daze?" The patient has also seen it, and the diagnosis has come down, so let's carry the person away. ”

Is this going to drive people away?

A thin black man in his thirties pushing a wheelchair spoke: "Mr. Zhang, the rivers and lakes have heard of the name of your Holy Hand Yama, but when I saw it today, I didn't expect it to be in vain. We came to seek medical treatment sincerely, but you are perfunctory to us. Isn't it afraid that if this kind of thing spreads, it will damage the reputation of your Holy Hand Yama lineage? Also, we know that there are rules in the Holy Hand Yama lineage, you say that our money is going to die, but if he is saved by others, then your position in the Holy List will be unstable. ”

"I said that people who can't be saved can't be saved, and there are really few people who can be saved in this hot summer." Zhang Ming smiled faintly and said: "If you don't believe it, you can find someone to help, if someone saves him, then my Holy Hand Yama lineage will be delisted from the Holy List." ”

The thin black man snorted coldly and said, "Mr. Zhang, this is what you said. If our money will wake up in a while, then you can wait for the delisting. ”

"That's right. I said it. Zhang Ming sat down on a chair beside him, nodded and said, "You guys save it, I'm here to watch." ”

There's something wrong with the atmosphere.

Wang Kui hurriedly said on the side: "My lord, why bother, why don't you take a look again?" ”

"Don't look at it." Zhang Ming shook his head and said.

And the thin black man had already stepped forward and began to examine the patient's body.

The thin black man obviously stayed up all night, but after a short examination, his face changed a little.

Wang Kui also looked at the patient in the wheelchair in a daze.

"Don't check." Zhang Ming lit a cigarette and said casually: "I said he was going to die, that is, he was going to die." Even if he didn't die, but if I let him die, he won't live today. ”

It doesn't taste right.

The thin black man said angrily: "You did it? We are here to see a doctor, but you are doing something to the patient, are you not afraid of smashing your own signboard? ”

"Don't be afraid." Zhang Ming shook his head and smiled: "I'm not afraid of smashing the signboard, I'm afraid of being remembered by thieves." ”

Remembered by thieves!

Wang Kui's eyes changed.

The thin black man looked at Zhang Ming quietly, laughed at the corners of his mouth, and sat down on the chair next to him.

On the scene, no one spoke.

The thin black man commanded a few people around him: "Push people out first, since no one knows, don't show jokes to people." ”

Several others pushed the patient out.

Just when he pushed to the door, Zhang Ming got up and walked to the patient's side, took out a golden needle from the patient's dantian, and then returned to his position and sat down.

The thin black man saw it in his eyes, got up and took a step forward and said, "Thank you Zhang Shao's men for their mercy." ”

"Little things. But don't come here, stay away from me. Zhang Ming didn't touch the black thin man's hand, and at the same time motioned to the other party to draw a distance.

The thin black man smiled awkwardly, returned to his seat and sighed, "Zhang Shao, isn't it?" Just a handshake. ”

"It's nothing, who knows what you guys are capable of, maybe shake hands, and you will strip off my underwear." Zhang Ming said bluntly.

The black thin man smiled even more, and asked, "It seems that someone leaked the news to Zhang Shao?" ”

"Sort of." Zhang Ming smoked his cigarette and said, "However, I have seen you once before." ”

Ever seen?

Wang Kui's eyes were full of surprise.

The thin black man nodded slightly: "I also remembered, in the Xiao family." ”

The black and thin man in front of him is the so-called Mr. Qian of Tiansheng Group.

When Zhang Ming went to Xiao's house to save people, Zhang Ming and Cao Ying went to the birthday banquet of the third lady of the Xiao family. When he was at the gate of Shanxi Hall, there was such a Mr. Qian of Tiansheng Group. And when Wang Kui handed over the information, Zhang Ming looked at those words and had a little impact, and after thinking about it, he remembered Mr. Qian's appearance.

But.

After this Wang Kui came in with people, the lying patient was not Mr. Qian. And Zhang Ming checked it and found that the patient seemed to have been manipulated, and with a little news from Zhao Hanting, Zhang Ming probably knew the other party's plan.

"The ghost hand thief saint went to Xiao's house." Zhang Ming snorted lightly and said, "Come to think of it, the upper half of the Xiao family's Eight Desolation Town Prison Strength should already be in your hands." ”

The thin black man in front of him is the descendant of the Ghost Hand Thief Saint lineage.

No wonder Yan Xia has not had any news of the ghost hand thief saint recently, if it weren't for Zhao Hanting to reveal it, Zhang Ming really didn't know that the owner of the Hong Society was the ghost hand thief saint, and he could be regarded as the number one figure in the thousands of gates in the rivers and lakes.

The black thin man clenched his fists and said loudly: "The ghost hand steals the saint, the money is useless, I have seen Zhang Shao." ”

Money is useless?

It's a name.

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "Don't be polite to me." How to come, how to go, the second half of the prison strength of Eight Desolation Town has been returned to the Xiao family, you can steal it if you have the ability. As for me, the bottom half is in my head, and you can't steal it if you want to. ”

Zhao Hanting only said that the ghost hand thief saint, that is, the master of the Hongshe Gate came to Shudu, but he did not say the purpose.

In Zhang Ming's eyes, this guy came to Shudu, most of them for the second half of the Eight Desolations Town Prison in his hands. After all, this guy has been to Xiao's house, and since he went, most of them didn't return empty-handed.

"Zhang Shao, it's funny, this time I'm not going to take the Eight Desolations with you." The Ghost Hand Thief Saint smiled and said, "Actually, today, I just came here to visit. ”

Not for the Eight Desolations Prison Force?

Zhang Ming rolled his eyes and said, "Then what else do you want to take from me?" My own heritage? That's in my head too. Huang Jiajin Crow? Treasury? You can't take the golden crow, and the treasure house is not here. ”

"Zhang Shao." The Ghost Hand Thief Saint stood up in embarrassment and said, "I'm really not here to steal something. I'm just visiting, if Zhang Shao doesn't believe it, Qian will leave. However, because of some things, Qian will be in Shudu for the time being, and please ask Zhang Shao to be accommodating and not to issue an eviction order. Farewell. ”

Let's go?

The Ghost Hand Thief really turned around and left.

Zhang Ming watched the other party leave, and it took a long time to get up.

Outside the door, Cao Ying walked in and said curiously: "Master, what is this guy doing here?" ”

"I don't know." Zhang Ming touched the golden needle on his body, and felt that the golden crow was still on his body, so he said: "Catch thieves and catch stolen goods, this guy didn't see his hands and feet when he came in." However, he said that he would stay in Shudu for a period of time, so be careful. If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves. The Xiao family's Eight Desolation Town Prison Strength has been seen and I don't know, we don't guard against it, who knows what will be lost. You send someone from Ziyan Pavilion to keep an eye on it, as long as he doesn't get close to our house, everything else is easy to say. ”

Cao Ying nodded in response.