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[Text] Chapter 630 Four: Hooligans also talk about civilization?

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Chapter 630 Four: Hooligans also talk about civilization?

"boom……"

"Ding ding ding dong..."

"rustle……"

The room was filled with various voices, and they kept shouting: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you..."

Outside the room, Mr. Da heard the voice in the room, and his brows slowly frowned into the word "Chuan". After a long time, Mr. Da turned and left, and arrived in front of Death's study, but at the moment, Death's study is full of all kinds of people. Such a sluggish voice, people can't help but feel a surge of emotion when they hear it.

After staying for a while, the door of the room finally opened, and several beautiful women came out in disheveled clothes. When they saw Mr. Da, the leading woman said with a miserable expression: "Mr. Da, Xiaoling is dead! "

"Ah?" Mr. Da knew that no matter when the god of death, the battle was very fierce, but it was the first time that the dead had happened. When he walked in, there was a naked woman lying on the bed, sniffing. ,already dead.

"You deal with it! Give me more money!" Death said.

Mr. Big nodded, but did not speak.

The god of death pondered for a while, and asked, "What's the matter with Xu boy? I guess he can't stand it after such a thing happened?"

"I'm losing my temper, throwing things around!" Mr. Da replied truthfully.

"Bastard!" The god of death yelled violently, wanting to scold people, but found that he didn't know what to scold. Because of these things, Xie Dongxu vented his anger. Is the resentment on the woman?

The way of venting is different, but the behavior is the same.

There was another death-like silence. Mr. Da felt that the atmosphere was very depressing, and then said: "Now that things have developed like this, should we give up South China?"

The god of death did not answer, and his heart was also bleeding. The chess pieces that had been arranged in South China for so long, because of the appearance of Lin Xifan, the god of death took back the chess pieces that had been arranged, and put all the bets on Lin Xifan. On the body, Lin Xifan lived up to expectations and took Qingnan down, but it also exceeded the expectations of the god of death, and he bit himself hard, disrupting all plans.

"This kid, I must let him die!" The God of Death said fiercely with a gloomy face.

Mr. Da shook his head and said, "I can't touch that kid for now!"

"why?"

"This time there is such a big commotion, and there is such a big conflict between the two armies. Is it possible that the central government didn't know about it? So, they will definitely keep a close eye on South China." Mr. Big sighed in his heart. The god of death should have thought of these things in advance. Yes, but at this moment anger blinded his eyes.

Sure enough, when Mr. Da said this, Death immediately had nothing to say. The names of the three major armies of China sounded very prestigious on the surface, but they belonged to some side branches after all, and they could not be compared with the Central Military Department. It's like two people who are the son of the son and the son of the son, and the one who has the final say is the child of the son of the son.

And the military region where Lin Xifan was once belonged to the central establishment, and if the central government wanted to conceal a person's identity, not everyone would be able to find out.

However, the god of death was still a little unwilling, and said: "Is it the case? We have worked hard for so long to make wedding dresses for others?"

"We can't do anything about the South China matter, but there is one thing you may be interested in." Mr. Da said.

The Grim Reaper said angrily: "Speak up if you have something to say, it's not your character to be a mother-in-law."

Mr. Da smiled slightly and said, "What I said is absolutely unexpected to you, and you will be happy to hear this news."

"Say!" God of Death is in a very bad mood right now, and is still being teased by Mr. Da's trickery. If it weren't for his patience, he would probably throw Mr. Da out directly. "

Mr. Da has been with the god of death for many years, and he knows his temperament very well. Knowing that the patience of the god of death is about to be worn out now, he said: "I have used a lot of connections and spent a lot of money on talking. , and finally found some useful information, it turns out that the kid used to be a special soldier, and he was also a very good special soldier."

"So what?" Reaper still didn't quite understand Mr. Da's words, so what if he is a special soldier?

Or because of the popularity of online novels, a large number of urban or fantasy novels about special forces describe special forces in a bullish way, just like there is nothing special soldiers can't do in this world.But the living reality has proved to us that the special forces are not the kind of awesome characters in the novel. After they come out of the army, some people may be able to get along well, but some people will be able to get along well. Working on the construction site, I bowed my waist for five buckets of rice.

this is life.

Therefore, when Mr. Da said that Lin Xifan was a special soldier, he felt a little disapproving.

Mr. Da smiled and said, "You might think that it's just a special soldier, what's so special about it? However, this special soldier's background is a bit special, because the military region he is in is also the military region where that person once stayed."

"What?" Hearing Mr. Da's words, God of Death finally realized that things were not simple, so he said with a straight face: "Okay, if you have anything to say to me, just say it, don't go around like this anymore I'm in circles, which sounds annoying to me."

"Okay, then I'll tell you straight!" Mr. Da smiled slightly and said, "Just two years ago, something happened in Tai Chi Pavilion, that was, a high-tech product they were going to buy from the United States was snatched away." Yes, this incident directly led to the breakup between the Taiji Pavilion people and the American Demon God family. As for why they broke up because of such an incident, this is a secret, and that is not what we should care about. What we should care about is, Whose hands did that thing fall into?"

"You mean, that kid got that thing?" The god of death was taken aback.

Mr. Da nodded, looking at the God of Reaper, his eyes were full of energy, and now the God of Reaper had finally returned to that wise state.It is true that anger blinds one's eyes.

The god of death laughed loudly and said: "I just said that the cultivation base of that boy and Xu boy are basically the same, but Xu boy has been suffering at the hands of that boy. Above technology products, it should be like this, and your doubts are very reasonable."

"Now that we know this, what should we do next?" Mr. Da asked Death God such a question.

The god of death pondered for a while, and said: "First of all, we must figure out what the so-called high-tech products are. After we figure it out, if it doesn't have much effect on us, telling the news to the people in Taiji Pavilion will be regarded as saving money." Favors. If that thing is useful to us, then we will also tell the news to the people in Tai Chi Pavilion, but the purpose is not to collect favors, but to fight between snipe and clam, so we can be fishermen.”

Mr. Da said: "Think about the people in the Taiji Pavilion falling out with the people in the Demon God's family because of such a thing, which shows the importance of this thing."

"Well, I'll leave it to you to investigate this matter, and get the result as soon as possible." Death said: "However, this time the matter is such a big mess, you have to take good care of Xu boy and don't let him cause trouble."

"Yes!" Mr. Big replied.

Then he added: "Dong Xu was greatly affected by this incident, can you see if you want to call Hei Long and Qing Yuan back?"

The God of Death shook his head and said: "The things that the black dragon has to do are more important. It is not suitable to leave at such a time. Let Qing Yuan come back first. Xu Xiaozi is more obedient to Qing Yuan's words."

"Okay!" Mr. Da nodded, then turned and left.

……

Linjiang City, Shichang Road, City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

In the past two days, there have been a lot of people coming and going to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. It was like a bustling city. People around saw the sudden increase in the number of people who came to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. They couldn't help but be amazed. Amazing Chinese medicine.

People’s psychology is sometimes so strange. People near the traditional Chinese medicine hospital are not very interested in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital. The fees are expensive, and the treatment speed is slow. Therefore, many people would rather take a car to the western hospital farther away when they get sick. Or go to those hospitals that combine traditional Chinese and Western medicine.But after such a bustling incident happened at Zhongzhong Hospital, the people around came to join in the fun again curiously, and everyone was surprisingly full of confidence in Chinese medicine.

Looking at this situation, the hospital is full of joy and sorrow. The joy is that the turnover of the hospital has soared by more than ten percentage points in an instant because of this crowded scene. The worry is that this lively scene is actually a kind of False, because most of the people who came to the hospital were not to see a doctor, but most of them went for the young man in Ward 307.

It is normal for an influential person in the society to be hospitalized, and then a large number of relatives and friends come to visit the doctor, but the problem is that the people who come to see the doctor now are not ordinary people, but some people of the highest rank in society.

On the first day the patient in 307 moved in, he was basically in the stage of chasing away customers, because after these people came in, there were some who spit on the ground, some who fought and scolded others, and even those who looked like hooligans wandered around in the hospital casually. Molesting the little nurse in the hospital.But the next day, things changed, because the person who came to see the patient suddenly became gentle, and the people who wore non-mainstream clothes basically said "hello" and "sorry"" Excuse me" is such a polite word.

How is this going?These people who opened their mouths to scold their mothers yesterday turned out to be so polite today, which filled the hospital with a strange atmosphere.

Hooligans also talk about civilization?