"There's a lot of content, I can't remember clearly, but it specifically said that you are his apprentice. After he leaves, things in the iron building will be jointly managed by you and a man named Guiwen. He also said that there is a difference between life and death. Fate, wealth and honor are in the sky. We must not use this as an excuse to deliberately embarrass you. Also... many of Jin Jiuye's old customers have received the same email, which says that he is dead. After that, all the business will be taken care of by you two. Take a look, your contact information is still on it,"
Ding Ling said and took out an envelope from his bag. I looked at it and was speechless. Seeing that I was stunned, the girl smiled and stretched out her hand to shake mine and then said: "From now on, we will be partners. Yes, my name is Ding Ling, please take care of me."
"Go, go, don't pretend that you can die..." I narrowed my eyes and looked helpless, and I lost no time in rushing.
"Tch, can't you cooperate," Ding Ling said, stood up, straightened his collar and said to me, "By the way, do you want to go out to eat, I'll treat you."
"No, I don't have the money to pay you back," I said, shaking my head.
"Why are you so polite? I still owe you my life and two coats," Ding Ling said, smiling ambiguously. When I heard this, I also remembered it, and with a proud look on my face, I said, "Don't forget, There’s also money for a bucket of instant noodles and two nights of sleeping together~”
"You have the nerve to say that, you bastard, don't think that I have forgotten all the things you did," Ding Ling said, wrinkled his nose and glared at me, feeling a little more calm than before, I vomited She stuck out her tongue and smiled bitterly. After chatting for a while, someone called her. After checking it, she hung up the phone and said to me, "Okay, I have something to do later, so I won't disturb your rest. I'll come see you again in the evening and take good care of yourself. Oh, I've paid for the hospital bills, so you don't have to worry. Then, if you need anything, just call me."
"You can do whatever you need," I said with a smile as I squinted my eyes.
"Go, can you be more innocent, classmate Lu Li, I will call the police if you do this again," Ding Ling said, rolling her eyes at me, and then ran away with a playful smile and waved her hand, charming and a little playful.
Looking at the ajar door of the ward, I felt various emotions. I dug out the letter written by Xiaorou under the pillow and felt extremely uncomfortable. Forget it, I didn’t want to think about it anymore. With this in my mind, I got back into bed, maybe it was I slept a lot, tossing and turning dozens of times without falling asleep. Not long after, this little guy Yao'er started to fidget. He was running around all over the floor and even straightened up like a kitten and was picking at the door. I know that this little guy is 80% likely to fall asleep. When I needed to go to the toilet and put on my shoes, I took him out of the hospital and left him to his own devices while I leaned on the bench in the garden and looked at the sky.
At this time, a group of people wearing black clothes, black pants and black sunglasses suddenly entered the hospital door. At first I thought these people were coming to the hospital to film a movie, but later I realized that they were walking in my direction.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Lu Li?" He took off his sunglasses and the leader-looking man revealed a pockmarked face. I looked at the scar like a bug stitched by a needle on his eyebrow and frowned, "What are you doing? of,"
"Oh, my name is Wei San, from the security company. President Mao asked us to ask you to come over," the man said, taking out a business card from his arms. I took a look and saw that this man's name was really Wei San. .
"I'm recuperating. Let's talk about it in a few days if you have anything to say." I shook my head and said it politely. After hearing this, the man looked at the people behind him a little embarrassed, then spread his hands and started to make a gesture. The deputy gangster would use the cold and expressionless attitude often used to scare ordinary people: "Mr. Lu, it's difficult for us to do this."
"Oh, there's nothing difficult to do." Before he could finish his words, a very strong voice came from behind. Everyone turned around, and it was Lao Yang and the others who came. When the man named Wei San saw Lao Yang, he just took the The arrogance that came out was immediately suppressed. He smiled and nodded to Lao Yang, then waved his hand and hurriedly retreated with the few people.
"What are you doing?" I asked Lao Yang with a sigh.
"Wei San, a thug, Mao Xianfang's lackey," Lao Yang said, with contempt on his face. Then he patted me on the shoulder and asked me, "How are you? They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"
"No," I said with a wry smile.
Using the soles of my feet, I could think of what they wanted me to do, but I didn’t want to have too much to do with these people. The Fengli ran away. This is something we can’t control. When such a strong wind blows, it would be a miracle to be alive. Besides, is the Wind God Yu Qiang easy to mess with? He is an ancient god. Although he is not as famous as the Water God Gonggong and the Fire God Zhu Rong, he is still a big figure in the separatist faction.
Fengshen Valley, there really is a wind god. This really shocked me. I always felt that there must be some relationship between the wind raccoon and Yu Qiang. One is the wind god and the other is the wind beast. Moreover, they are two things. They are not too trivial. Thinking of this, I am also very curious about the whereabouts of the wind fox. Could it be that the little guy was also blown out of the valley by the strong wind.
After thinking about it for a while, I felt that I couldn’t. The Fenghu is also known as the Wind Beast. It is the incarnation of the wind. When there is no wind, it can glide and fly in various ways. With such a strong wind supporting it, it may have a lot of fun. Thinking of this , I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. Master Jiu would rather risk his life by doing something that went against the will of heaven, such as resurrecting a corpse. However, he didn't expect that we would fall short for Shan Jiuren. At the last moment, we actually lost Fengli.
It's all that smelly monk.
Well, I get angry when I think about it, and I’m still scared after being angry. I don’t know if the old guy is dead or not. If not, he will definitely come back for revenge. The situation at that time was too complicated, and it was completely a conspiracy to seriously hurt him. If we encounter him again, even if we tie up Ding Ling, the three of us will not be able to fight him.
Thinking of this, the feeling that I was not far from death came again. I rolled my eyelids and thought for a while, then said to Lao Yang: "In a moment, you drive me to the Iron Tower and I'll pick up something."
"What are you taking?" Lao Yang heard this and didn't understand what I meant.
"Spells, magic weapons, glutinous rice, chicken blood, everything can be used anyway." After saying this, I looked at Xiaopang. When Xiaopang saw this, he blinked his little eyes and said, "Watch what I do." What, I’ll go too,”
"Are your legs okay?" I said with a smile, looking at his thighs covered with plaster.
"It's alright now, just pretend to be pitiful," said the little fat guy, raised his feet and said with a smile,