"Of course it's true. Will they still lie to the master?" Angela muttered, and Xiao Bei was a little unhappy with her suspicion.

Xiao Bei shrugged helplessly: "Is there anything wrong with you coming to me?"

Angela rushed to Houyi and said, "A musician from Country Y from Country Y will come to City H to hold a concert, and will also participate in talent shows and be a special guest."

"Is this useful to me?" Xiao Bei rubbed his stomach, a little hungry.

"Of course there is, master, you think. If Daji could sing a song at that musician's concert, she would not be famous. When she became famous, people would know her on the street, which would be beneficial to the master."

Xiao Bei thought about it and this is the reason. If Daji is so popular that he can recognize him when he walks on the street, it will be a huge help for him to earn energy.

At present, he owes this beast's system energy. All the energy he earned with hard work was consumed by the system. At present, what he wants to do is one thing, earn energy! Earn energy by any means.

"Are you sure?"

"Master, you just look down on others. As I said just now, people can mobilize resources from a multinational company. What's the problem of hiring a mere musician?" Angela patted her chest and promised: "Master get in the car, I'll take you to the airport to pick up someone in an interview."

When he got into the car, the housekeeper drove the car to the only airport in H City. The musician transferred from Beijing. At the pick-up station, Xiao Bei saw more than a dozen reporters waiting anxiously.

This musician is famous internationally, but this time he came to such a third- and fourth-tier city for the first time to perform, which was enough to cause local media to report.

"Here, come, Mr. Bach is here." As a sharp-eyed reporter saw an old man from Y country walking out of the passage, his silver hair and blue eyes were covered with wrinkles. Although it was far apart, Xiao Bei still saw the fatigue in the other person's eyes.

"This old man seems to be in a bad spirit?" Xiao Bei doubted whether this guy could bring Dajihuo. He looked like Fengzhu was about to burp in the next second.

Angela and others also frowned. They were destined people and could naturally see that Bach's health is very low and his mental state is extremely poor.

Behind Bach are three tall and strong white bodyguards. Although they wear sunglasses, they can feel their high alert.

Behind the bodyguard were three living assistants pushing several large boxes, which contained his personal musical instruments.

Finally, it was a private doctor. Recently, Bach always felt that his physical condition was getting worse and worse, and he relied on drugs to support him every day. He also wanted to have a good rest, but he became famous and couldn't give up too many invitations.

Bach was surrounded by reporters as soon as he left the passage, and he was surrounded by a mess, and began to ask questions in a slight manner.

Bach felt a little stuffy in his chest and dizzy. It seemed like more than 10,000 flies appeared beside his ears, buzzing and screaming.

"Back, back!" Several bodyguards shouted loudly in unsmooth Chinese. After coming to Country Z, they saw this many cases.

Xiao Bei and others also surrounded him, and they came to pick Bach away.

The reporter was too enthusiastic and strong white bodyguard couldn't even push away, leaving Bach surrounded for a while. He was surrounded for a minute, and his hands pressed on his chest, his breathing became rapid and his chest was fluctuating.

"No, Mr. Bach is about to have a heart attack. You can retreat quickly and give up a clearing space to circulate the air. And be quiet and don't scare Mr. Bach." The private doctor hurriedly took out the medicine from his bag and let Bach take it.

This medicine was specially prepared for Mr. Bach. In the past, he would basically get better after taking it. But this time it was different. Bach still felt very uncomfortable after taking the medicine, so he slowly lay down.

Xiao Bei and the onlookers were shocked. How could this happen? I was about to burp just as I got off the plane?

"Hurry, call an ambulance." The private doctor was sweating profusely. Bach actually developed resistance to drugs. He had taken too much before, but now it has no effect.

Bach's heartbeat became weaker and weaker, his breathing became slower, and his life signs became lighter and lighter.

"Damn, you can't be so unlucky, right? Bach is about to die as soon as he came. How could Daji become a star?" Xiao Bei held his forehead helplessly.

Angela also had a dark look on her face. She spent a lot of money to use the relationship between Country Y to invite Bach. Unexpectedly, this would be the case.

The private doctor was still nervously feeding Bach medicine and doing examinations. But everything was useless. Bach's face became whiter and his lips turned blue. Ordinary people could see that he was about to fail.

Looking at Bach who was being fed the medicine, Xiao Bei suddenly had a glimmer of thought in his mind. If he feeds the red bottle from the system mall to Bach, will he be able to get better?

The red bottle restores the user's health, which means that it can recover as long as the health value is damaged. The current situation is that Bach's health is constantly decreasing and he will die soon.

If you don't care, what if it succeeds?

Xiao Bei still had a few red bottles left on him that he didn't use when he fought with Su Lie in a single fight. At present, he lacked the energy of the system and could not buy things from the store.

Xiao Bei pushed away the reporter and came to Bach's front.

When he wanted to get in and approach Bach, he was stopped by the three white bodyguards and refused to get close.

"You let me, I might be able to make Mr. Bach better." Xiao Bei is now in a hurry to save people, but he was pushed back by the bodyguard and didn't care.

"You?" the white man snorted disdainfully: "You people in the country can cure it. You can't touch the noble Lord Bach while staying there."

Hearing this, Xiao Bei's anger suddenly rushed to his head and pointed at the man and said, "What do we mean that our people in Z cannot cure them? Do you look down on our country?"

"Hmph, it's hard to talk nonsense with you. We only believe Dr. Connard Muri, who can cure it."

"Damn it, are you your mother? "Xiao Bei was so angry that he swears: "Use your pig's head to see if that guy can be cured!"

The bodyguard obviously couldn't understand such a profound and profound China, but his attitude was still very firm and he did not agree with Xiao Bei to get close.

"Connor Murray is the most famous private doctor in Country Y. He is much better than the garbage doctors in Country Z. He doesn't do it, and you can't do it." The white bodyguard proudly raised his middle finger.

Damn! This is the only thought in Xiao Bei's mind.

"Can you guys get out of the way and let others try it?" Just as Xiao Bei was considering whether to move thickly, a big man with a muscle in his body came out of the crowd.
Chapter completed!