"Oh? What's the matter?" Nohara Hiroshi asked immediately.

"According to the information I have received, Jiang Xiaofeng is very weak at the moment, no different from ordinary people. If you send someone to him, you can easily kill him." Mr. Song said sinisterly.

"Is that true?" Nohara Hiroshi looked happy when he heard him say this, and said, "Since that's the case, do you know where Jiang Xiaofeng is?"

"He is now having a meal at Zuijing Pavilion. After dinner, he will probably go back to the house assigned to him by the Wei and Construction Bureau. The house is in Kangqiao Bincheng Community.

Also, Miss Xiaoju, who you have been looking for, is at Jiang Xiaofeng's house, and this kid forces Miss Xiaoju to be a maid for him at home." Mr. Song added.

Nohara Hiroshi was both happy and angry when he heard this, and replied coldly: "I understand. Thank you very much for telling me this information. Let me leave the next thing to me!"

"Okay, then I wish you all the best, Mr. Nohara." Mr. Song said with a smile.

"Also, Mr. Song, I want to ask you something." Nohara Hiroki asked.

"Mr. Nohara, just tell me if you have anything."

"Mr. Song, I've always been curious about what kind of deep hatred you have with Jiang Xiaofeng? Why do you want him to die so much?" Nohara Hiroshi said his long-willed question.

When Mr. Song heard him say this, he was silent for a few seconds, then smiled coldly and said, "Mr. Nohara, there are many reasons for me to do this. I can explain it to you."

"Oh? What is it?"

"Jiang Xiaofeng stole my beloved."

"So that's it, Mr. Song, I understand. Don't worry, just wait and see how I killed this kid Jiang Xiaofeng."

"Okay, I'll wait and see."

After Nohara Hiroshi hung up the phone, his face turned very gloomy.

He called his subordinates and ordered: "Mr. Song called me just now and told me that now is the weakest time for Jiang Xiaofeng, and his skills are no different from those of ordinary people. Now is the best time to get rid of him. We will go to Kangqiao Bincheng Community together and kill Jiang Xiaofeng!"

"yes!"

...

At around seven o'clock, Jiang Xiaofeng and He Danyuan left after dinner.

Before the two separated, He Danyuan also reminded Jiang Xiaofeng: "Brother, you are exhausted and weak today. Go to bed early after you go home!"

"Okay." Jiang Xiaofeng nodded.

"Okay, brother, bye."

"Yeah, bye."

He Danyuan shook her hand at Jiang Xiaofeng, stopped a taxi on the side of the road, got in and left.

When Jiang Xiaofeng saw He Danyuan leave, he smiled on his face.

Although he doesn't like the He family, he still likes He Danyuan, a cute little cousin.

"Go home."

Jiang Xiaofeng said to himself that he took a taxi to go back to Kangqiao Bincheng Community.

On the way home.

Liu Ruyan called him.

Jiang Xiaofeng answered the phone and asked, "Ruyan, is there anything wrong?"

Liu Ruyan's voice on the other end of the phone sounded very low: "Jiang Xiaofeng, my dad asked me to notify you that my grandfather's memorial ceremony will be held at the Inward Hall at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"I understand, Ruyan, I will definitely arrive on time tomorrow morning!"

When Jiang Xiaofeng heard Liu Ruyan mention the memorial ceremony of Mr. Liu, he felt a sense of sadness in his heart and immediately said.

"good."

Liu Ruyan said again: "By the way, I saw the video of you saving people online. You fainted at that time. How are you in good health? Isn't it okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm not seriously injured." Jiang Xiaofeng said.

"Well, then I'll feel relieved. You... take good care of yourself."

"I see."

"Okay, that's it, goodbye."

"Um."

After Jiang Xiaofeng hung up the phone, he felt a soreness and sadness in his heart.

As a general of China, Mr. Liu will hold a memorial ceremony tomorrow morning, and after the ceremony, the body will be transported to the cemetery for funeral.

Although Jiang Xiaofeng and Mr. Liu have not known each other for a long time and are still a decades apart, they can be said to be close friends.

"Old Liu, even though you have passed away, your contributions to China and your glorious deeds will be passed down through the ages!" Jiang Xiaofeng said silently.

Just as Jiang Xiaofeng was sitting in a taxi commemorating Mr. Liu's meritorious deeds, the radio in the car suddenly began to broadcast the news.

Coincidentally, this news broadcasts what Jiang Xiaofeng fainted when he was tired and fainted in front of the Medical Alliance today in front of the Medical Alliance...

The taxi driver who was driving listened to the radio and praised him sincerely: "Traditional medicine is not a scam. I want to say that this newly appointed leader of the Medical Alliance is a well-deserved inheritor of traditional Chinese medicine. A Chinese Medicine doctor with superb medical skills like Jiang Alliance Master is the better. I support Jiang Alliance Master! I am proud of him!"

The taxi driver praised it repeatedly, but he would never have thought that the leader of Jiang, the Chinese Medicine Alliance, was in his car as he mentioned.

Jiang Xiaofeng, who was sitting in the car, listened to the news broadcast on the radio and the driver's praise for him, but he was not proud at all, but felt his mood becoming heavier.

He made a secret decision: "I must change everyone's stereotypes about traditional Chinese medicine and revitalize traditional Chinese medicine culture. Traditional Chinese medicine is a treasure of the Chinese nation. I will never let the things passed down by my ancestors die!"

...

At this time, Xiaoju was eating fruits while watching TV programs at her home in Jiang Xiaofeng, Kangqiao.

At this time, the TV happened to be the news channel.

Xiaoju looked at the show and couldn't help but start complaining: "This Chinese program is too boring. Every TV station is news. It's so old-fashioned!"

Xiaoju said angrily, just about to turn off the TV, but at this time, a news caught Xiaoju's attention.

Because this news is about Jiang Xiaofeng giving a paralyzed elderly man acupuncture in front of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Alliance today and fainting from being tired...

The comment made by this news on Jiang Xiaofeng is: "This young man is Jiang Xiaofeng, the current leader of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Medical Alliance. He did his best to treat the paralyzed elderly man, and even fainted from exhaustion. This kind of dedication to save lives and healing the wounded is worth learning from by all of us!

Moreover, the Jiang League Leader miraculously restored the paralyzed elderly people to health and claimed that they would pass on traditional Chinese medicine forever. This remark touched a large number of netizens and the Chinese people!”

Xiaoju, who was sitting on the sofa eating fruits, was stunned when she saw this news.

Originally, he thought Jiang Xiaofeng was a demon, but she never expected that Jiang Xiaofeng would faint from being tired to treat the patient today.

As a warrior from the island country, Xiaoju has received extremely strict special training since she was a child, but despite this, she is still kind by nature.

Now that she saw Jiang Xiaofeng fainting in order to save the person, she even went to the hospital, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Now she no longer hates Jiang Xiaofeng as she used to. Not only that, she thinks that Jiang Xiaofeng's actions today touched her very much.

"No! It was this kid who killed Uncle Kawashima. How could I feel compassion for him? I must kill him and avenge Uncle Kawashima!"

Although Jiang Xiaofeng's deeds made Xiaoju briefly moved, her heart was still hard and cold.

Xiaoju was thinking about these things, but suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Xiaoju just thought that Jiang Xiaofeng had returned home, so she immediately got up and opened the door. However, when she saw the person standing at the door, her expression became very surprised: "Uncle Nohara, how did you find this?"

Standing at the door was a thin man, but his eyes were very sharp and he felt extremely oppressive.
Chapter completed!