"Wash your own, or I'll leave."

Wu Xuanming took a step back. Although there was no harm in washing the dishes, Wu Xuanming was also competitive. He felt that he could not let the old man take advantage of him too much.

"Haha, you are such a..." Wang Qingfeng laughed, trying to find a word to describe it but never found the right one.

Wu Xuanming also smiled and asked: "Do you still want to take this eating bowl with you?" Wu Xuanming picked up the bowl and had the urge to smash it. He personally thought that these tableware could be scrapped.

This old man will definitely not act like a beggar and carry this garbage with him as a burden.

"Look carefully at the background color of this bowl and highlight the highlights in your eyes!" Wang Qingfeng said in a very tough tone.

"Isn't this still an antique?" Wu Xuanming was very confused. He weighed the bowl he was about to smash a few times, and then took a serious look at it.

After reading it, I really felt that I had almost made a mistake. Wu Xuanming felt that the glaze color of these bowls was very good and very similar to the legendary blue and white porcelain. However, he did not know much about antiques, so he did not dare to jump to conclusions.

"Is this really valuable ancient blue and white porcelain?" Wu Xuanming asked again seriously.

"Do you think it is necessary for me, an old man, to deceive you? The bowls can be washed together, and whoever washes more can own them." There are more than a dozen bowls scattered in front of you, and you can sell them for a lot of money if you take any one.

Anyone who calls him will be moved. Especially the four bodyguards standing next to him. They were originally very calm. After hearing this, their eyes lit up. They wanted to wash all the dishes immediately, but they could only be disappointed.

, because they are not qualified to receive such generous treatment.

"Hey, forget it. I'm not interested in these antiques. They're a burden to hold. If they break accidentally, they'll be worthless. You'd better keep them for yourself!"

"Okay, I read you right. It's a good thing not to be greedy. If you want to be greedy, just be greedy. Let's get back to the business. I really want to give you a heads up when I come to you today. Maybe you don't know about the Freemasonry organization?"

"Freemasonry? This organization is just a legend. It seems to be able to influence the fate of many countries. I wonder if it is reliable?"

"Haha, Freemasonry is many times more powerful than the Alliance. Moreover, the organization has penetrated all over the world and has more than ten million members, which is enough to destroy any small empire."

Wu Xuanming's heart skipped a beat. An alliance was already a big deal, but now an old zombie suddenly appeared. Isn't this still life?

"Uncle Wang means that they have been looking for Weeping Blood official pictures again?"

"Well, I guess they also have ideas about you. The Freemasons and the Alliance are both profit-seeking mysterious organizations. As long as they are the world's top scientists or talents in high-end fields, they will try their best to win over them."

Wu Xuanming felt a little happy, it seemed that the authenticity of his talent was confirmed.

"You kid, don't be too proud. If they can't win over you, they will be destroyed. You won't be able to get around in the rest of your life!" Wang Qingfeng smiled, with a strong sense of gloating.

The implication is, let’s see how long you can keep it up, someone will finally take care of you!

"It seems that I am really on the verge of death. Oh, what a tragic fate for a hero!" Wu Xuanming couldn't help but sigh with emotion about his situation.

Now he finally understood the real reason why his master didn't let him practice medicine. It wouldn't matter if he was just an ordinary mediocre person, but unfortunately he was a genius who stood at the top of the medical world.

"Besides them, there are also some perverted organizations, such as mercenaries and underworld. The influence of these people in the world cannot be underestimated. If these organizations also get involved, the gods will not be able to save you, and you will only die.

Or you can simply sell yourself to the Freemasons or the Alliance, be their puppet for the rest of your life, and enjoy the glory and wealth for the rest of your life."

"Then what if I take refuge with you? Or give me that bloody official map of yours, maybe I can turn the tide?"

Wu Xuanming wanted glory and wealth, but he didn't want to be someone else's puppet, so he was destined to become their enemy. His character determined his fate and left him a dead end.

"You are still pretending to be confused. Your top-notch medical skills are no less powerful than the Weeping Blood Official Map. If you control it well, you can enjoy the world. If you control it improperly, you will be shattered to pieces. If you can maneuver among those organizations with ease, then

If you're good, that's great, but it's a pity that you're too young and can't compete with their top think tanks." Wang Qingfeng seemed to have said a lot more today than he had in a month.

Wu Xuanming was very calm after listening to the old man's heartfelt words. He was not worried about his situation at all, because he always understood the truth that human life is a process, a process of encountering those people or those things, and in the end it is

Dust to ashes, dust to dust.

Death is the final destination, and living in a fussy state for a hundred years is worse than living in turmoil for just one day.

"Uncle Wang, can you tell me who you are?" Wu Xuanming felt that it was necessary to clarify this question that he had always wanted to know.

"Hey, it's not that my old man likes to keep things secret. It's for your own good that I don't let you know some things. If you can still leave Tokyo alive, you will definitely have the opportunity to know, and I will even give you a surprise." This old man said about his identity.

He hid it very deeply, and naturally he had his own reasons for not wanting Wu Xuanming to know.

Wu Xuanming curled his lips, looking very disappointed, still despising in his heart, and even secretly scolding the old man: You old man, you are always making up your own tricks, even if you don't talk about it, I don't even bother to listen!

Wang Qingfeng seemed to realize that Wu Xuanming was scolding him in his heart, so he scolded him unhappily: "You are a little brat. If you let me see through you one day, it means you are really a corner and don't want anything."

It's all on your face, as if someone owes you tens of millions!"

Although the words were unpleasant, the old man hit the mark and pointed out Wu Xuanming's weaknesses to the point. Although Wu Xuanming could deceive many ordinary people, he was still slightly inferior to those treacherous and cunning people, and even

Even the little lolita Fujiwara Yumi is inferior.

He felt that he should reflect on himself, mature as soon as possible, get rid of those fatal weaknesses, and change his mind to become a hero again.

"Also, I'm giving this to you, maybe it can save your life someday." Wang Qingfeng took out a CD from his pocket and handed it to me, Xuan Ming.
Chapter completed!