Medical Sovereign

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"What? Liu Junwei became a monster gossip? His good friend was used as a bait by a god-organized person, wanting to lure him to China? Want to threaten us to let go of Raytheon? The virus can not only blood and contact infection, but also Can be transmitted through water and air, especially what is damn, no, I have to report to the superior immediately."

Seven killings couldn't digest this huge amount of information at all, and it shocked me for a long time before I was sullen, screaming and screaming. When I took out the phone and just dialed, I was pressed and held by Ding Ning. I looked at him in a complicated way: "Don't Contact the superior, this is the message that the money bag passed to me, I can't explain the source of the news, or wait to see who they are connected with and then plan!"

The hand of the seven kills was obviously stunned, and his face became a bit stunned. He was silent and looked straight ahead, only to see his inner peace from the sharp ups and downs of his chest.

Ding Ning’s heart sighed with a sigh of relief. He couldn’t see the feelings of the seven kills on the purse. However, from now on, there will be no more moneybags in this world.

"She... is she okay?"

For a long time, the seven murderous husky voice broke the silence in the carriage.

Ding Ning couldn't bear to look at him, and finally he succumbed to his heart and said: "She was infected with the zombie virus. I called me before I became a zombie. After telling me, I have no news."

"Hey!"

The car was in a sudden brake, the wheels slipped on the snow, and almost turned into the ditch to stop. The seven kills squatted and looked at Ding Ning with a red eye and asked: "She... Where is she now?"

"I don't know, she always followed the monster, told me about the news that she had exchanged her life at the last moment of her life, and asked me to help her to say sorry to you. When I finished the call, I hung up, wait for me. When I call back, her phone call will not work."

Ding Ning couldn't bear to see his painful look. He closed his eyes and whispered in his heart. Sorry for the seven kills, please forgive my selfishness. Liu Shengbao loves me. I love her too. I can't let her be in any danger. The money bag that used to make her completely disappeared!

"Hey, money bag... money bag, I have never blamed you, you are so stupid, so stupid... oh..."

Seven kills, like a beast, bury their heads on the steering wheel and cried, watching the look of this singer, Ding Ning’s heart was uncomfortable, feeling that he was a despicable villain, and almost couldn’t help but tell the truth. Telled him.

But he still resisted, the seven kills like the money bag, not Liu Shengshao, coupled with the identity of his national staff, he can not be with Liu Sheng in this life, in this case, long pain is better than short pain Let him completely die, I believe he can hold such a pain.

"Seven kills, I...oh!"

Ding Ning couldn't bear to pat the seven killing shoulders that still twitched and twitched, and then stopped, but eventually turned into a long sigh.

"I'm fine, really okay, keep going!"

Seven killed the tears, took a deep breath, as if all the depression and grief were excreted with this tone, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying, eyes red like a rabbit, and then launched the vehicle again Chasing before.

Ding Ning looked at him worriedly: "No, let me open!"

"No, I am really okay, just thinking of the money bag is like a zombie, and I still have no place to die. I feel bad in my heart."

The sound of the seven kills was hoarse and sobbing, so that Ding Ning’s heart was entangled, but he could only continue to conceal his teeth. He also said insincerely: “The money bag only told me that she was scratched by the zombies and then lost contact, but No one knows if he is dead or dead. Maybe she will be able to escape.

The seven kills are not so optimistic. The zombies attacked the border and brought him a huge psychological impact. I thought that there might be a poor money bag. His heart hurts and drops his blood. His eyes are shaking and shaking his head: Forget it, don't comfort me. I know that the purse likes you. I just think about it. I never expected to be with her. I just hope she can live well, even if she is harming society. A member of the **** organization, as long as she can live well, I can be satisfied... oh..."

As said, the tears of the seven kills could not help but rogue again, the tears of the big drops drenched the steering wheel, and the deep feelings like the sea made Ding Ning move.

He always thought that the seven kills only gave birth to some feelings between men and women in the purse. When he thought that he would use it so deeply, he didn't even care if she was a member of a god-like organization. She just hoped that she would live well and know this. He will not deceive the Seven Kills, but this is the end of the matter, and he can only continue to deceive.

On the following journey, neither of them had the interest to speak, and the atmosphere in the carriage became silent and depressed.

Until the Ford Raptor in front of the road into a road, Ding Ning once again broke the silence: "Do not follow the past."

"how?"

Seven kills have now converged their emotions, slowing down the numbness of the question, but the eye is still red, obviously still in a huge grief.

"The way they walk is a small path. Very few vehicles will follow this path. We are too tight and will be discovered by them."

Ding Ning looked at him silently and explained that it seems that the "death" of the purse has hit him too much. He has always been clever and he doesn't even understand the truth.

"Uh!"

The seven kills immediately responded, and when the sullen response was made, they stopped talking. It was just looking at his gaze, and it seemed to be still sad.

Hey! Really rumored!

Ding Ning secretly sighed, his heart was mixed, complicated and difficult to understand. He felt that he was very owed to him. If he planned to have time, he would help him improve his cultivation. It is a compensation for him.

The small intestines were difficult to walk, and it took nearly two hours in the bumps before coming to a relatively spacious dirt road.

Fortunately, this dirt road is all frozen by ice and snow. Although the car will slip on the frozen soil, it can still pass through slowly. It is an hour later. It is only a moment before the eyes appear in the green mountains. Even the temperature began to rise sharply.

Walking on the tree-lined road, there is no layer of ice and snow, and the car is not as difficult as it was before.

However, Xiaojin, who has always hovered in the sky, has lost his target. After all, as soon as the car enters the forest, no matter how good the high-altitude vision is.

This made Ding Ning more and more cherish the magic mosquitoes, watching the insects still sleeping in the sea, he would not fight a fight, this **** guy, still kept saying that it can replace the role of the magic mosquito, the result I don't wake up now, otherwise I need to be in trouble.

"This should be the southern section of the McMahon Line!"

The seven killing faces that have already packed up their moods are somewhat dignified.

Ding Ning nodded undecidedly, and it was his expectation that the joint person set the agreed place at this unclear location. After all, it has always been a controversial "uncalibrated national border."

Although the Shenzhou government has always firmly believed that this is a sacred and inviolable territory of the Shenzhou state, it does not actually control the land. This is a legacy of history. There is not much to say here.

Fortunately, there is only one tree-lined road. It is not wrong to go along this road. Plus Ding Ning’s current knowledge is barely able to reach a distance of 10,000 meters. Tracking a car can still be done.

As time went by, the Ford Raptor finally drove into a village that was all made of wood.

Although the Seven Kills are very good, why did Ding Ning so sure that the Ford Raptor that has not been seen in the line of sight has stopped, but he stopped the car according to what he said, and the cat touched the waist and went forward, but the seven kills did not notice that When they just got off the bus and changed to stealth, the Toyota SUV they were riding suddenly disappeared into place.

Ding Ning’s income from the vehicle is also a helpless move. The ghost knows who is in the cottage, whether there will be vehicles or not, and discovering that strange cars parked on the side of the road will definitely expose their whereabouts, and he can only brave the seven. Kill the danger of discovery and put it away.

"Premier guests, welcome you!"

At the door of the village, the Ford Raptor was stopped by a few Tibetan soldiers dressed in live ammunition. After a few words, a middle-aged man dressed as a lama walked out quickly and expressed his welcome.

"People brought, your living Buddha?"

Members of the Chinese-American organization have now replaced heavy clothing, wearing black robes and silver masks, and escorting White to go down. The tall man saw the other person taking a self-timer to greet him, and asked for a sigh of anger.

The middle-aged lama frowned slightly, and some displeased words: "The living Buddha is not here. How can this little thing make our living Buddha come out?"

"Hey! What a shit-live Buddha, it’s really a big shelf!"

The thin man was bumpy all the way, and he was impatient. Seeing the middle-aged lama dare to look down on them, they suddenly screamed at the disdain.

The middle-aged lama’s eyes squinted, and the eyes of the lama shot and screamed: “You dare to insult our great living Buddha and find death!”

The Tibetan men around the militia immediately took guns and smothered the three members of the gods. The atmosphere on the scene suddenly changed and the conflict broke out at any time.

White was pointed at so many guns, and almost scared to the ground, the three members of the gods were not afraid, the tall man sneered: "What? Want to grab people directly?"

The middle-aged lama smiled and said: "We are only partners, not your men. If you don't immediately apologize to our living Buddha, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people."

"Turn your face and don't recognize people? Just rely on you!"

The burly man who had never spoken before screamed and suddenly became awkward. The figure slammed into the middle-aged lama like an arrow from the string.

Ding Ning and the Seven Kills are hiding in the woods not far away. The seven kills sneer: "I didn't expect the organization of the gods to hook up with the Dalai Group. Let's fight, it's best to die all."

Dalai has always regarded himself as a "religious leader", wearing a coat of Tibetan Buddhism, deceiving the believers, confusing the international audience, and a small loyal follower of the Dalai Group, also in the name of the monk, and "hidden" ~ alone".

They used the red dragonfly as a cover, took Buddhism as a signboard, used the Tibetan people’s devotion to Buddhism and people’s trust and respect for Buddhist monks, colluded inside and outside, advocated “Tibet-independence”, and provoked Tibetan ethnic groups through various means. Contradictions, inspire national hatred.

Time and time again in Tibet, inciting incidents, inciting, planning and organizing rebellion, riots, smashing and looting, and destroying the economic development and social stability of Tibet. The Dalai Group is a terrorist gang draped in religious cloaks. The "Tibetan Youth League" is composed of fierce national militants, repeatedly creating terrorist attacks to undermine the stability and unity of the motherland, and attempting to subvert the state's political power. It is no wonder that the seven members of this national sect have hated them.