Village Doctor's Magic Hands

In the villa hall, the words of sparrow drove everyone's atmosphere. The whole hall was the voice of everyone asking for war!

"Report the latest news." after settling down, Si que opened his mouth and asked Lin Zhibing.

"The people they invited this time are mercenaries of the third African legion, with a total number of more than 100, including no less than 10 snipers, and it is rumored that they are one shot at a time."

Without any hesitation, Lin Zhibing directly shared the news with everyone. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he continued: "these people are not flowers in the greenhouse. Everyone is experiencing the test of war and life and death every day. It can be said that the mercenary of the third Corps is called the first mercenary in Africa. There is absolutely no water."

"You fucking know how to raise the morale of the enemy and destroy our own prestige!" as soon as Lin Zhibing revealed some of the news, someone immediately stood up and scolded.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be invincible in a hundred battles. I'm telling the truth. The mercenaries of the third Corps can't be underestimated, especially in guns. They absolutely suppress us!" Lin Zhibing didn't mean to be angry at all. He could see that the people who scolded him were just worried that he revealed too much negative news, which hurt their self-confidence.

"Continue to say!" Si que stopped another person who wanted to refute, looked at Lin Zhibing with a frown and said.

With the permission of Si que, Lin Zhibing continued: "the guild leader knows that more than half of us are better at close combat. Guns have always been our weakness, especially in countries such as the United States where guns are not strictly prohibited. We need to plan carefully in the face of this mercenary team."

This statement made everyone nod noncommittally. At the same time, their eyes became dignified.

At present, the situation is serious. Even if Si que is the leader of the gang, he doesn't dare to make a conclusion. Looking at the people who are silent at the same time, Si que knows that it will be a lot of bleeding to solve the third mercenary Corps.

After thinking about it, sique's eyes fell on Zhao Sanjin, and there was no reason to outline a gratifying radian at the corner of his mouth.

Before the sparrow who just wanted to speak had time to open his mouth, the double doors of the villa hall were slowly pushed open, and his strong dazzling eyes lit up the whole hall along the gradually enlarged crack in the door.

Everyone's eyes also focused on the position of the gate at this moment, and even some people's faces had an angry look. They didn't know which one didn't have eyes and would break in when they discussed the way.

The dazzling light coming in along the gate made everyone temporarily blind for a while, and suddenly blinked twice, so that everyone could see the real face of the visitor.

Walking in the front, there are four well-trained people in black, two on the left and two on the right. In the middle, there is a young man in his early twenties dressed in white, dressed as a gentleman, with his hand in his trouser pocket. He consciously walked in very handsome.

"Master peel?" the man sitting at the bottom of the hall quickly stood up after seeing the visitor clearly. The previous angry expression had long disappeared and was replaced by a flattering smile.

Not only him, but almost half of the people in the hall stood up, and everyone's face was more or less filled with a smile. Even the sparrow couldn't help outlining a radian at the corners of his mouth, but the smile seemed very playful.

"Who is this?" Zhao Sanjin looked at the atmosphere in the hall. After taking his eyes back from Pierre, he looked at Si Le curiously.

"A follower, just a nuisance!" Si Le said coldly without even looking at Pierre.

Realizing that the atmosphere was wrong, Zhao Sanjin turned his head quickly and asked, "who's this goods? What's your relationship?"

With a serious look on his face, Zhao Sanjin immediately amused Si Le, covered his small mouth and secretly said to Zhao Sanjin: "he is Pierre William, the son of Pierce, the second-largest gangster in New York City."

"Oh!" Zhao Sankin nodded vaguely, looked at Pierre William walking slowly towards the front of the hall, and asked in a low voice, "what is he doing today? And on this occasion, he broke in openly, and your father didn't bother him?"

"Yali Anlian gang has helped my father a lot, so as long as Pierre William doesn't do anything special, my father will choose to keep one eye open and one eye closed." Si Le patiently explained to Zhao Sanjin, as if it's a proud thing to know more than Zhao Sanjin.

But when talking about the purpose of Pierre William's visit today, Si Le obviously hesitated, and some didn't know how to tell Zhao Sanjin.

"Uncle, you can't blame Pierre for his sudden visit." Pierre William bowed politely to the sparrow, got up and asked with a smile.

"Don't blame, don't blame!" the sparrow smiled sincerely and said, "since you're here, you'll stay for dinner later. First sit on the side. I have something to solve here."

"Can I sit next to Si Le and talk to Si Le?" Pierre William's eyes fell on Si Le and suddenly asked Si que.

"Then move a stool and sit down." the sparrow still didn't refuse. He smiled. It was a default, but he didn't expect that Pierre William's eyes fell on Zhao Sanjin again and said with a smile: "it's too troublesome. Can you directly ask this gentleman to sit opposite?"

"Oh!" looking at Pierre William's gentleman, he made an invitation to Zhao Sanjin. Zhao Sanjin, who had no resistance at all, directly stood up and prepared to go to the opposite side to sit.

"No, brother Zhao Sanjin wants to sit next to me!" as soon as Zhao Sanjin got up, he was pulled back to the stool by Si Le. Looking at Pierre William whose smile gradually converged on his face, he said indifferently: "go and sit opposite yourself."

"Si Le, don't be unreasonable!" Si que coughed uncontrollably. Although Si que was dissatisfied with Pierre William's way of making an inch, it was obviously too much to blame Pierre William for such a small matter.

"Brother Zhao Sanjin, let's go out for a walk." ignoring Si Que's loving reproach, Si Le stood up, took Zhao Sanjin's arm and was about to leave.

"Come back and sit down." the sparrow was angry and said by the way, "move a stool to sit for Pierre. Don't leave the hall until the matter is finished."

"Father!" Si Le stamped his feet angrily. He was very dissatisfied and muttered a small mouth. He stared at the sparrow and wanted to be spoiled. But before he could say anything, he was stared back by the sparrow with a look in his eyes and gently scolded: "sit down quickly. There's still a meeting here!"

Si Le, who snorted stiffly, had no choice but to pull Zhao Sanjin back to his original position. As for Pierre Williams, he could only sit on a newly placed chair, but another tea table in the middle separated him from Si Le.

Just before the sparrow's words, which wanted to continue the previous discourse discussion, were spoken, Pierre William's voice sounded again: "uncle, can you move this coffee table? It's a little inconvenient to put it here."

The sparrow with a black face was more or less angry now, but he finally waved to someone to move the tea table. After tossing for so long, he finally sat close to Si Le.

"Si Le, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why don't you say hello when you suddenly come back this time?" Pierre William looked at Si Le with a smile, especially the thought of wanting to be close to Si Le. He could hardly wait to hold Si Le in his arms.

"Haven't you just seen him last week?" Si Le turned his head to Zhao Sanjin and responded angrily.

"Isn't there an old Chinese saying that one day's absence is like three autumn days? One week's absence is twenty-one autumn, which is equivalent to twenty-one years, isn't it a long time?" Pierre William didn't feel embarrassed at all, but had the cheek not to feel bored.

"It's too short for me!" Si Le replied without giving face at all.

Looking at Pierre William, who wanted to continue to speak, Zhao Sankin suddenly said: "it's like three autumn after a day's absence. This three autumn is three quarters, that is, nine months, sixty-three months a week. It's only more than five years. How can you say twenty-one years?"

Zhao Sanjin explained the problem to Pierre William solemnly, which made Si Le burst into laughter.

Maybe Zhao Sanjin didn't think much, but simply wanted to correct Pierre William's mistakes, but to Pierre William and Si Le, they just felt that Pierre William didn't understand and had to force it. As a result, they were beaten in the face by red fruit!

"Brother, who are you?" asked Pierre William coldly with a gloomy face!