"Public equipment for private use?"

"How can we call it a public tool for private use if we just happen to be on the road?"

"No need." Jiang Xin smiled and waved her hand: "I'll see you again in the future."

...

Sooner or later, Jiang Xin had already received a document sent to him by Hua Shan in a few days. The content of the document was not much. It only recorded the names and genders of some injured strangers. Other than that,

Only a handful of others have addresses.

Think about it, which injured foreigner wouldn't try to find a way to treat the illness. After looking for a doctor everywhere, it would be damned if he could have a stable place to live, and those who have a place to live, most likely have already

Recognize the reality and choose to give up.

The identity of a Qi practitioner is the core competitiveness of foreigners. However, after the core competitiveness is damaged, except for some who have masters, most foreigners will not choose to stay in large cities with large populations.

Therefore, in the huge Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei city circle, there is not even a single name of a stranger recorded in the documents. Without exception, they are all distributed in some small cities with beautiful scenery and environment, and go to retire.

Going from Tianjin to the Taihang Mountains, the map shows that we are walking in the southwest direction. There is a long distance in the middle, and there happens to be a stranger's residential address near this line.

Hanzhong, Shaanxi Province, is a small city with good scenery. The city's population is about three to four million, which is not too small. In addition, the scenery is good, so there are a lot of strangers in the city, more than nine.

One in ten thousand, estimated to be one in seventy or eighty thousand.

Counting this way, the number of strangers in the city is already about 50.
Chapter completed!