"I heard that a lot of Japanese people came into Guangzhou, and some riots broke out. It seems that some people died this morning! Hey, these Japanese people are really getting more and more rampant. My relatives from Shandong said that those Japanese people are getting more and more violent.

Japanese merchants are just like thieves. They have no humanity. They will rob, burn and kill those who come ashore. Many people in Shandong are already on the run! Alas, the country is in chaos, and no one is there to take care of it. Fortunately for us

There has been a young master in the city protecting the coast all year, otherwise we would not know how rampant those Japanese people would be!" Steward Tian shook his head, his brows looking a little sad. Since ancient times, the people are the foundation of a country.

, but now more and more victims are fleeing the disaster, especially in Shandong, where starvation and death can be seen everywhere. Today's Ming Dynasty is gradually heading towards the road of decline and decline.

"Jiro, Takuya, don't, don't..." Nervous shouts passed into Xiaoshang's eardrums. The man on the bed kept twitching, his expression looked very painful. In his dream, he seemed to have experienced some huge stimulation.

.

"Huanhan! Give me the wet towel quickly!" Xiaoshang's expression changed, and she looked anxiously at Huanhandao aside. Huanwen made a sound, fished the wet towel out of the water, and wrung some of it out.

, and handed it to Xiaoshang.

Xiao Shang took the wet towel and carefully placed it on the man's forehead. At the same time, she held his right hand that was swinging and gently rubbed it in his hand. The man's twitching slowly stopped.

My breathing also became smoother, and I felt much calmer all of a sudden.

"Miss, why doesn't he wake up? It's been like this several times. What's going on? Also, what's the Jiro thing he's shouting about? It's so strange! What is that thing?

!" Huanwan's eyes widened and she looked at Xiaoshang with a puzzled look on her face.[

"I don't know, maybe... the person's name! Well, compared to last night, his condition is already very good. As long as the high fever subsides, he should be able to wake up soon! By the way, your name is Tian

"Brother, prepare some light fungus soup!" Xiao Shang breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of the man's hand and looking at Huan Huan lightly. Huan Huan said "oh", lifted up her skirt and said, "I'll go right now!"

With that said, he quickly left the room.

Xiao Shang sat down on the chair next to him and fixed his eyes on the goshawk tattoo on his right arm. Based on his own intuition, he must have hidden some kind of secret on this man. He had suffered a lot.

With so many knives, the left chest was also injured

It has been at least three days, but he can still hold on until now. His vitality is really strong and tenacious. What does this goshawk symbolize? She vaguely seemed to have seen such a similar tattoo somewhere, but
Chapter completed!