Countryside Magic Doctor

Next to him stood a dozen people.

As like as two peas in a black robe, he was wearing a very strange look.

A blood red blood coat.

It is densely covered with blood fingerprints, some large, some small, some like an adult man, some like a newborn child.

"Suzerain, long time no see." he stood there and looked at the man in blood sitting on a huge coffin on the high platform not far away.

The old man said faintly.

"Blood gun, long time no see." the patriarch sitting on the left of Guan put down the tablet, smiled at it and said.

The old man's name was blood gun.

Looking at the bloody gun in his hand, this title is appropriate.

"Blood gun, as one of the four venerable masters of our blood clan, you haven't appeared for so long. Is it because our blood clan rules nothing?" said the man sitting on the coffin.

"No, no, no, Lord, I'm not younger than you. Staying underground all year round is bad for my health." the blood gun said faintly.

You left your own long beard when you said it. Although it was burned off by the fire yesterday, it still looked very elegant.

"Rely on the old and sell the old. I hate you old people most." the blood clan leader said with hatred.

It seems that he is estimated to be in his twenties.

"No." the old man said faintly.

"Come on, what are you doing this time?" asked the leader of the blood clan.

"Find some old friends and ask them to help." the blood gun said faintly.

"Your strength is extraordinary. Why bother them? What's the trouble?" the blood clan leader asked with a frown.

"The patriarch is naturally smart. I can't escape your eyes. Yes, this time I fell in love with a young man." the blood gun said with a faint smile.

"What young man is worth fighting with?" the blood clan leader asked.

"A strange young man can't see through, but he is very fast and can find my whereabouts," said the blood gun.

Hearing his introduction, the blood clan leader's face slowly showed a dignified expression.

In his eyes, the speed must be very fast. He can also find the trace of a venerable person of the blood clan. Such a young man can be spread to the extreme.

"You are greedy for her baby." the blood clan leader asked with a smile.

"The Lord is really smart. That's what I'm going to do." the blood gun said directly without concealing it.

"Get things, you and I 50-50," the blood gun added.

"OK." the blood Lord stood up and clapped his hands.

He secretly killed the blood gun master.

Suddenly he seemed to think of something. You quickly asked, "this young man is a disciple of a big sect or something?"

"No, no, no, according to my investigation, he practiced recently, but he practiced quickly. I guess he got some adventure," said the blood gun.

Hearing what he said, the blood Lord was relieved.

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Thousands of kilometers away, he Feng didn't know that a sect was about to encircle and suppress him.

He is very busy now.

Since the news that my family is going to start a company came out.

Well, thanks to Liu San's big mouth propaganda.

All the people in the village went to his house as long as they could get involved.

Just want to be able to find a position in his company.

It gave him a headache.

It's really poor living in the street, no one asked, rich living in the mountains and distant relatives.

These villagers are like flies smelling blood. They won't retreat anyway.

Finally, after discussing with his family.

He Feng made a decision. If the company recruited people, it would look for them in the village, but it was open and fair.

And directly told the villagers about it, which killed their thoughts.

But at night, when Yang Jiao came to the door.

As soon as he patted the forehead, he regretted it again.

Dinner had already been eaten in the evening.

Yang Jiao came to He Feng's house.

"He Feng, can you find me a job?" as soon as she sat down, Yang Jiao blushed and said.

He Feng hesitated and looked around. There was no one. His sister was watching a movie in the room and his mother was washing dishes in the kitchen.

Then he bravely put his arms around Yang Jiao.

Said, "what do you work for? I'll raise you, sister Jiao."

Yang Jiao hurriedly dodged and said, "that's not good. I'm not wrapped."

With that, he begged He Feng to find her a job.

It can be seen that she wants to be self reliant and doesn't rely on anyone.

This can not help but make He Feng feel embarrassed.

Finally, a pat on the thigh.

He Feng thought, in my own company, I will let whoever I want to enter, so he said, "sister Jiao, why don't you be my secretary."

"No." Yang Jiao refused directly.

A secretary is not a good job. When people in the village hear the name of this job, they will involuntarily think of things they shouldn't think of.

"That's assistant," He Feng said with a smile.

Then his mouth reached Yang Jiao's earlobe with fine fluff and bit it.

"If you don't even do this, I won't find you a job," He Feng threatened.

So Yang Jiao had to compromise.

With these words, Yang Jiao hurried away.

He Feng chased her out of the door.

Before leaving, he Feng said to Yang Jiao with a red face, "I'll find you tonight."

Then he saw no one around.

He kissed her on the face.

Then when I heard footsteps coming from the yard, I quickly loosened it and pretended to be nothing.

Back home, Chen Guixiang has finished washing the bowl, turned on the TV and watched the vulgar mother-in-law and daughter-in-law drama.

For a moment, he Feng even wondered whether his mother would fight such a mother-in-law daughter-in-law war with his wife.

"Was your aunt Yang Jiao here just now?" Chen Guixiang asked with a smile.

"HMM." He Feng nodded.

"Is she also looking for a job you want?" Chen Guixiang asked.

He Fengmo was silent.

Seeing him like this, Chen Guixiang smiled and said, "your aunt has difficulties at home. If you can, give her priority to a better job."

"Good," He Feng said again and again.

Seeing his anxious appearance, Chen Guixiang's eyes flashed an imperceptible look, and then disappeared again.

At night, the night is deep.

He Feng thought that his mother and sister had fallen asleep.

He got up from the bed, put on his clothes and crept out of the door.

Just as he had just walked out of the door, Chen Guixiang's door also opened. Looking at the back of her son, she remembered what she heard this evening.

His son really has something to do with Yang Jiao, a widow.

At the thought of this, she couldn't help feeling a headache and didn't know how to deal with it.