And here, the man in red said to No. 98: "Okay, you don't have to worry about the devil dragon handsome, let's continue."

"As for my ancestor."

No. 98 raised his head and looked at the man in red flatteringly, his eyes actually filled with affection.

"The elephant of death is looking at me so lustfully, I dug your eyes." The man in red said delicately.

"Yes, my ancestor." No. 98 lowered his head.

And here, the man in red continued to instruct someone around him: "No. 38, you must speed up your progress when you are with Master Wang."

"As long as the old Wangge family handed over the recipe for the refining divine pill, our witch doctor lineage will be prosperous. Hehe. As for my disciples, I will no longer have to sleep in the coffin during the day and come out to move at night, hehe."

Amid the laughter, the image of the big screen disappeared. The man in red seemed to be still unsatisfied, and then he worshiped the big screen where there was no image, and then he stood up.

Next, he got up and walked to the front of the ninety-eight large coffins.

At the same time, he started shouting: "Okay, don't sleep anymore, get up and work, have you heard it?"

Strange to say.

Accompanied by the shouts of No. 98.

The large coffin with a hundred lipstick lacquered wood in front of me was actually lifted up at the same time.

At the same time, snow-white arms stretched out from the inside.

Then followed by a series of yawning sounds.

"Okay, I've got up and worked. I heard that I didn't. Stop sleeping, stop sleeping."

No.98 was walking back and forth between a hundred large coffins, kicking the coffin while walking.

Sure enough, with the urging of No. 98, men with fair figures and vampire-like appearance stood up from the coffin.

They stretched and then did various activities.

Run to the closet next to me to find out your clothes and put them on.

Ten minutes later, a hundred men who looked like vampires walked out of the back door of the witch clinic one after another.

After seeing all the men leaving, the Ninety-Eighth glanced at the surrounding neighborhood again. Seeing that there was no movement, she closed the door of the clinic.

Of course.

What No. 98 doesn't know is.

Above the tallest building in this neighborhood, there are always bright eyes, silently watching all this.

This person is naturally Ding Zhe.

After intimidating No. 98, Ding Zhe did not leave immediately, but stayed here to observe.

When he saw those people who looked like vampires and walked out of the witch doctor's hall, he understood.

The old rabbit didn't take his own threat seriously at all.

"very good."

Ding Zhe's mouth curled up: "Old rabbit, this time we're in the match. I've dug your rabbit nest."

Next, Ding Zhe jumped directly from the building, and then silently followed a man who looked like a vampire.

When I saw him walking around the streets, I actually came to a clinic open at night.

After a while, he walked out of the clinic, carried a bag of medicine in his hand, and then went straight to the next clinic.

During this period, when I passed by the trash can, I threw the bag of medicine into the trash can.

Ding Zhe frowned, then hurried into the clinic.

A male doctor who is not very old in the clinic is packing his things.

Seeing Ding Zhe coming in, he couldn't help but frown: "What's wrong today? Why is the more I'm going to close the door, the more patients there are?"

After saying that, he pointed to the desk and said, "Come on, the young man sitting here, I will give you a pulse and stick out your tongue by the way, so that I can see your tongue coating."

Ding Zhe did not speak, but walked over and grabbed the old doctor's wrist, putting his two wrists on it.

"Hey, what are you doing, what are you doing?"

The old doctor retreated hard, while looking at Ding Zhe strangely.

"What disease did that young man just asked you for treatment?" Ding Zhe asked.

"You said that little white-faced person, he has kidney deficiency, and I will add or subtract Liuwei Dihuang Pills I prescribed for him."

The old doctor subconsciously said, "Hey, why would I tell you this?"

"Thanks."

Ding Zhe grabbed paper and pen from his desk, wrote down a prescription and handed it to the old doctor: "If you feel your headache, coughing up blood, and your eyelids are heavy tomorrow, follow this prescription to take the medicine, and I will protect you from the disease."

After saying that, Ding Zhe turned around and left.

"It's all old Chinese doctors. Why do you pretend to be crazy when you come to me? You're crazy."

The old doctor cursed at Ding Zhe's back.

Ding Zheli ignored him and turned around and walked out quickly.

Since he didn't delay long with the old doctor, he happened to see the man who looked like a vampire when he went out. He walked to the corner of the street and was about to turn.

Then, Ding Zhe hurriedly followed.

Ding Zhe followed the man to three clinics in one breath.

Every family has this process, a man who looks like a vampire, walked in, then walked out, carrying a pack of medicine.

The medicine is thrown into the trash.

Then head straight to the next block.

As for the doctor on duty in the clinic, they all had the same symptoms as the first one.

Of course, except for the doctor in the first clinic, Ding Zhe left a prescription, the rest of Ding Zhe just looked at the situation and turned around and left.

In the blink of an eye, it was the second half of the night, and Ding Zhe returned to the witch doctor hall where No. 98 was located.

By this time, Ding Zhe had basically touched the conspiracy of the ancestor of the witch doctor.

Still standing on the tallest building on this street.

Ding Zhe looked down at the men who looked like vampires and walked into the Witch Doctor's Hall in turn.

During this period, the guy named No. 98 was standing in front of the door and waiting silently.

He turned around and closed the door after all a hundred people came back.

Everything seemed to have nothing happened.

At this point, Ding Zhe smiled coldly, then picked up the phone and dialed the number of Yinkill Qiu Ruifeng, and ordered: "Qiu Ruifeng, I order you to mobilize all the Yinkill team members in this city to surround the witch doctor's hall on Baiyu Street, and there must be no mistakes."

"Well!"

A voice on the phone said, "Boss, don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you're asking if you delay the emergency situation."

Ding Zhe said coldly.

"Uh, boss, don't scare me, I'll act right away!"

Qiu Ruifeng didn't dare to be with his mother-in-law and mother: "Have now."

Ding Zhe did not pay attention to Qiu Ruifeng, but picked up the phone and called Hua Yongchang's phone number: "Hua Yongchang."

"Chief, what are your instructions?" Hua Yongchang was very energetic.

"I ordered you to lead a battalion guards to cooperate with the Ninghai Yinkilling organization Qiu Ruifeng to block Baiyu Street without any mistakes."

Ding Zhe said.

"Understand, execute immediately."

Hua Yongchang said.

Ding Zhe put down the phone.

Almost at the same time, a harsh sirens came from the corner of the street.

The sirens were not like the sound of an ordinary single police car, but the sound of countless police cars together.

It looks particularly harsh in the city in the second half of the night.

Not long after, Ding Zhe saw continuous police cars appearing on both sides of Baiyu Street.
Chapter completed!