Beauty's Personal Physician

"Uh……"

The fat man also knew that he had fallen, and without hesitation, he bit a poison hidden between his teeth, and the highly toxic cyanide leaked out. The killer foamed at the mouth and died in the car within a few seconds.

Several federal agents with guns raised around did not stop, because they knew it would be useless.

"I swear to God, those damn weapons experts at the other end should at least develop a kind of equipment for us to subdue the target quickly, otherwise it will be too difficult for the fucking black tarantula killer organization to catch alive!"

The head of the agent complained, then called and informed the Los Angeles police to take care of the funeral, and they left quickly.

On a tall building nearby, a blond man shrugged helplessly at the oriental beauty in front of him: "Sorry, Bo, you know, these people are hard to catch."

"Let me say it several times, my name is not 'Bo', you can call me by my full name Dibo, or you can call me Miss Di, or Ms."

That oriental beauty, wearing a long blue dress and sunglasses, yelled at the blond man very dissatisfied.

Taking a closer look, it was Di Bo.

Afterwards, she also sighed: "But I still want to thank you, Harlan. I know how difficult that organization is."

"That's right, but sooner or later, I will arrest their leader." The blond man, Harlan, had a chill in his blue eyes.

He reminded: "With the style of the Black Tarantula organization, as long as the money is collected and the target is still alive, they will not stop, and more powerful people will be sent. You tell your friends to be careful. If you need help, please contact me at any time. "

"Hehe, in terms of force, I don't need to bother you with the CIA. My friend is not someone who is easy to provoke. Like the guy just now, it is useless to come. As long as something happens, Harlan, you will end up for him. That's enough." Di Bo smiled playfully.

"Of course, I'm happy to help, my dear Bobo-sister."

"Say it again, call me Miss Di!" Di Bo angrily corrected, "Bobo" is easily associated with her own chest for an oriental woman.

……

In the specialty snack restaurant, not long after, Di Bo walked in and found Yang Di and the others at their table.

"Sister Di Bo, how are you? Have you caught that killer?" Before Yang Di and Su Yu could speak, Su Le asked excitedly.

Just now she asked her sister why he didn't go and capture the killer because he was so powerful. Su Yu told her that Sister Di Bo would handle this matter.

"I've already committed suicide." Di Bo spread his hands helplessly.

"Cut! Your senior, Harlan, is not very good. You have the nerve to call yourself the number one secret agent in the United States." Su Le said contemptuously.

"How do you know I went to Harlan for help?" Di Bo was surprised.

"Other agents are very low-key. Only that guy, after handling some cases, has to go on TV every day. Now I am afraid that even the homeless people in the slums know the name of Detective Harlan." Su Le didn't think about it. road.

Di Bo was his father's favorite student, but before returning to China to enlist in the army, he went to an internationally renowned military academy in South America for advanced studies, and had a good relationship with that Harlan.

On this point, she heard from her mother that the international military academy has a very cruel way of cultivating talents. It is said that they often like to use the tropical rainforest in South America for high-intensity and dangerous training, and Sister Dibo and that Harun are theirs. The high-achieving students in that world, because of their outstanding performance, now in that military academy, the banner of glory of the two is still permanently preserved.

"Actually, Harlan's high-profile is also the intention of the federal government. They need a tall, handsome and capable person to increase the popularity of the CIA. This involves the annual financial allocation, which is very complicated." Di Bo laughed. Staying in the hospital bed all day, it seems that he loves to gossip very much, and even knows this.

"I've seen it a long time ago. Otherwise, why would he announce the news every time a big case is handled, and he often broadcasts it live across the United States." Su Le said.

"Actually, based on what I know about Harlan, he probably doesn't like being in the limelight and earning capital for politicians. This kind of buryes his ability..."

Di Bo sighed, and then stopped talking about it. Looking at Yang Di and Su Yu, he said worriedly: "According to the clues I have, this killer organization is not simple. Some of their very powerful characters also have supernatural powers. Ability."

"Ability?" Su Le asked with big eyes.

"It's even worse than that. It is said that more than ten years ago, there was a rich North American businessman who offended someone and was worried about being assassinated, so he hired many top bodyguards to surround the house with water. But later, one night, a whole body The flaming beast broke into the mansion, and in just a few minutes, the mansion was reduced to ashes in the fire, and the rich businessman died inside."

Di Bo said solemnly: "This incident was listed as one of the top ten weird incidents in North America that year. Later, according to the investigation of this country's organization similar to our Internal Security Bureau, the culprit was suspected to have used supernatural power."

"Could it be the legendary fire beast curse?" Su Le blinked her eyes wide. This girl usually has nothing to do and likes to study magic at home.

Of course, the one she studied was completely superficial, without any real power.

"Harlan told me that they also inferred this way at the beginning. Similar cases have occurred many times in America and Europe, and they are suspected to be the work of the Black Tarantula Organization." Di Bo nodded.

Black magic is to the people of North America what cultivation is to the people of China. It is only illusory, but it is a real thing.

And here, there are also related departments to deal with such incidents.

"It seems that the Wu family spent a lot of money to deal with me this time." Yang Di shrugged. In fact, he didn't know how strong this kind of supernatural power holders abroad are.

Previously, Yang Di hadn't brought Mr. Zhu and the others on the plane together. Those old people, in terms of modern civilized society, are all people without status, and naturally they can't get a passport to go abroad.

And before coming, Su Yu also reminded him that this place is also very sensitive to people like them. It took Di Bo a lot of effort to allow him to enter the country. .

However, Yang Di is also very cautious. In private, Lao Dao and the others have already arrived quietly through other means, and they will arrive soon.

After three o'clock, Yang Di and the others drove out of the city and went to the small town manor. If they didn't go back, Mrs. Su might be worried.

The car is driving on the country road. The population density of this country is not as large as that of China. On the country road, there is often no one in sight for half a day.

But when they were about to pass a concrete arch bridge, Yang Di suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and quickly shouted: "Stop."

Although the fluctuation ahead was very strange, the Taoist fetus in Yang Di's body still sensed the danger.