Village Doctor's Magic Hands

Although it was still more than six o'clock in the morning, in a magnificent building in Yanjing, a burly middle-aged man was writing at his desk.

Next to the middle-aged computer was the satellite mobile phone of the old-fashioned mobile phone. The sudden ringing of the bell made the middle-aged man tremble. Looking at the caller ID on the mobile phone, he shouted angrily and scolded: "that bastard began to disturb the residents early in the morning!"

"Number one!" at the moment the middle-aged man pressed the answer button, a powerful but angry young voice came out through the receiver, which made the middle-aged man tremble.

There is no doubt that the caller is Zhao Sanjin thousands of kilometers away.

"Are you all right?" after a long silence, the middle-aged man took the initiative to ask Zhao Sanjin, especially the old face that had obviously frowned a little just now, which had already been replaced by a smile, especially the old face, which also showed some concern.

"Everything is all right!" Zhao Sankin was silent for a moment, and then slowly asked, "are you all right these years? Don't bring the bad habits of the army to work."

"You smelly boy, you're out of control now, don't you dare to teach me a lesson?" the middle-aged man smiled angrily, but the look in his dark and deep eyes was gratified and filled with emotion.

"Come on, smelly boy, I haven't seen you call for more than half a year. Today is the first time that I thought of greeting me early in the morning. What's the thorny thing?"

"You are so clever!" Zhao Sankin flattered. "There is something I really need your help!"

The middle-aged man didn't answer. Zhao Sanjin directly said, "I want you to give me a batch of weapons from the soldiers on the border of the Soviet Union. Don't be too many. One reinforced platoon is enough!"

As soon as Zhao Sanjin's voice fell, there was a roar at the other end of the phone. He asked, "do you want to fight? Where are you now?"

"Chuanyuan city!" Zhao Sanjin really has nothing to hide from No. 1.

"Chuanyuan city?" No. 1 frowned slightly. Seeing the cigarette stuffed into his mouth, he asked, "how did the good Jianghai city go to Chuanyuan city without it?"

"I'm going to set up a mercenary!" Zhao Sanjin hesitated for a moment and said truthfully: "I think the reorganization of the Sirius team has certainly not escaped your eyes. Therefore, now in China, our 20 people are facing a besieged environment. If we can't protect ourselves, we will be eaten away."

"Why? I've been chased by the magic night organization?" No. 1 didn't ask about the formation of mercenaries, but asked another matter with concern.

"I've met and fought. I killed each other, but the price is that I was in a coma in the hospital bed for ten days!" recalling the attack of Meiye organization before, Zhao Sanjin still has some lingering palpitations.

"Is it from outside Wulin?" No. 1 was silent, and then asked.

"So you know the outside Wulin!" Zhao Sankin smiled bitterly. It turned out that for so many years, he has good strength, but he knows nothing about many things.

"As a member of the Yanjing family, I think no one doesn't know the outside Wulin!"

Zhao Sanjing was a little helpless. This is the gap brought by his life experience, so he didn't know what to say. Instead, No. 1 took the initiative to say, "so the reason why you want weapons is to arm mercenaries?"

No. 1 was interrupted by Zhao Sanjin before he finished his words and replied, "no, these mercenaries I plan to directly integrate them into the troops of the Soviet Union to experience the real test of life and death. Of course, this matter also needs your help!"

"It's not a big problem!" No. 1 didn't care much about it, but asked, "what's the reason why you want weapons?"

"It's called Qingtian society. There are only a small number of people, only more than 300 people and well-equipped. Don't you know this?"

Zhao Sanjin quietly told No. 1 about it, and his face was cold. His words were obviously mixed with anger and added: "not only that, on my first day in Chuanyuan City, they gave me a super gift and killed 16 of my men!"

"How could there be such a thing?" No. 1 was shocked, and the angry color on his face was no less than Zhao Sanjin. He almost roared and asked, "how can such a large-scale private armed force appear on this fertile land of China?"

"You should want to go with me." Zhao Sanjin smiled and said, "I also think they have sneaked in from Su Guoqian."

"This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed, and it must be uprooted!" No. 1 seriously gave an instruction to Zhao Sanjin and directly said, "the weapon is OK. Give me a place and I'll send it to you today, and I'll let the army over there in Chuanyuan City help you."

"It's not necessary. I'll solve my own hatred!"