Chapter 21 Bet

When Wang Zhi and his friends arrived at the school, Bao Qinghen was lying on the sofa in He Yang's office, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and pale face as white as white paper. The latest chapter of the Holy Temple

Seeing Bao Qinghen's appearance, Wang Zhi hurriedly walked up to check it out. His brows were tightly frowned again. Bao Qinghen's injuries were not light, and his internal organs and sixty-five had received serious shocks. If he hadn't been a martial arts practitioner and had a strong body, he would have definitely killed him in this way.

"What's going on?"

Wang Zhi took out the silver needle and controlled Bao Qinghen's injury. He asked in a deep voice. Bao Qinghen has been taking care of Wen Longlong at Wang Zhi's home for a while. Who would have faced him?

"I always felt someone wandering around in the morning, and the target seemed to be your house, so I was careful and finally found out about the other party."

Bao Qinghen said softly: "The other party is a Japanese. When I discovered it, I wanted to escape, so I followed him. I never thought that the other party was also a master, so I was injured. But it was not easy for the other party to live. I was afraid that they would have accomplices, so I hurried to notify you."

"Is it a Japanese?"

When Wang Zhi heard this, he suddenly remembered Sima Feng he met last year. The middle-aged man who was following Sima Feng was a master who was not inferior to Bao Qinghen. That time, Wang Zhi provided clues to Yan Jinming, saying that the case at Shui Zhongyue was related to those people at that time, but later those people disappeared, and he never thought it would appear again now.

"Recover well, I will give you an explanation for this."

Wang Zhi patted Bao Qinghen on the shoulder, then walked to the side to prescribe a conditioning prescription for Bao Qinghen, took medicine for him, and personally sent Bao Qinghen back.

When he got home, Wen Longlong was sitting in the corner of the wall to draw circles. When he saw Wang Zhi coming back, he ignored him and just focused on playing with him.

Wang Zhi put Bao Qinghen on his bed, took out another porcelain bottle from the cabinet in the room, poured out a pill, and took Bao Qinghen again.

In the past, Wang Zhi lived in a time when he was living, fighting and killing were indispensable. This kind of pill was specifically targeted at the injuries of Bao Qinghen. After taking the pill, Bao Qinghen looked much better and lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

Seeing Bao Qinghen sleeping, Wang Zhi walked to the living room and pulled Wen Longlong who was drawing circles in the corner of the wall. He gave him acupuncture, took medicine, and waited for him to sleep. After dealing with these matters, he took out his cell phone and called Zhang Haiyang. The Holy Hall

Now Zhang Haiyang is already the deputy director of the Municipal Bureau. Just after the Spring Festival, Lin Qiwei transferred Zhang Haiyang to the Municipal Bureau. However, not long after, Lin Qiwei was transferred away. As the deputy director whom Lin Qiwei was finally promoted, Zhang Haiyang has not been able to live a while of life.

At this time, he was bored in the office and was very excited when he received a call from Wang Zhi.

Although he is now just a deputy bureau in the municipal bureau, and because of Lin Qiwei's transfer, he has some idle work, but at least he has made a step further. Now he is also a deputy bureau. You have to know how many people are old at the level of the main place for their whole lives.

Zhang Haiyang knew that the reason why he could go further this time was not unrelated to Wang Zhi. He had been in the position of branch director for four or five years and had never been able to answer Lin Qiwei. If it weren't for Wang Zhi, Lin Qiwei would not have considered him, so Zhang Haiyang was naturally very happy to receive a call from Wang Zhi.

Now that Lin Qiwei is promoted, if he continues to have a good relationship with Wang Zhi and leans on the Lin family completely, he will not be able to transfer to Nanzao. You must know that Lin Qiwei naturally needs some caring people when he first arrived in Nanzao.

"Hey! Wang Zhi, what's the matter with me?"

Zhang Haiyang answered the phone and asked with a smile.

"Brother Zhang, I want to trouble you with something."

Wang Zhi made a straightforward idea.

"If anything, Brother Wang said, your business is mine."

Zhang Haiyang said while patting his chest.

"There are a few Japanese people coming to Jianghuai these days, so I can check their whereabouts."

Wang Zhi said.

"Okay, wait for me for a while and I will give you news within thirty minutes." Zhang Haiyang did not talk much and promised directly.

In a luxurious room at Wandu Entertainment Club, Sima Feng was checking the injury of a pale middle-aged man. At this time, bloodshot was seeping from the corner of his mouth, which was not much better than Bao Qinghen. The two of them had the same martial arts skills, and this battle was a situation where both sides suffered losses.

"Miyomoto, who hurt you like this? Could it be that Wang Zhi?" After seeing the middle-aged man's injuries, Sima Feng frowned and asked in a deep voice. This middle-aged man is a master of the Nanmura family, named Miyamoto Yama Rai. He has been learning skills from famous teachers since he was a child. His skills are definitely among the top 30 in Japan, but he was injured so much in the small Jianghuai City in China. (")

"It's not Wang Zhi, the other party is a young man in his thirties and a foreign expert. We are both defeated." Miyamoto Yamara coughed lightly, spit out a mouthful of blood and phlegm and said, and he was also a little surprised.

"Forget it, Miyamoto will recover from his injuries first. Don't worry about the rest of the matter for the time being. I was careless. I didn't expect that there was such a master around Wang Zhi." Sima Feng sighed and comforted.

"Nancun Jun, don't worry. A few days ago, I found that there was a master around Wang Zhi. I was worried that he could not handle it. I had already greeted my senior brother. I believe that it will be here in the next few days. My senior brother has already stepped into the threshold of an internal master. Even if any master is not injured, he is definitely not a match for my senior brother, let alone he is seriously injured." Miyamoto Yamara Rai said.

"This is the best. Now Wang Zhi must be alert. If he can't get the things in a short period of time, it will be difficult to deal with in the future." Sima Feng said.

"Doctor Wang, why are you here today? You are a rare guest." As soon as Wang Zhi walked into Wandu, Zhang Feiyu, who was sitting in the corner, hurriedly came over and greeted him.

"Come here to find someone, so Mr. Zhang doesn't need to greet him." Wang Zhi said politely.

"Who, I'll take you there."

Zhang Feiyu smiled and said, "I am familiar with this guest in Wandu."

"Okay, it's a few Japanese. I heard that they live in Wandu, and I don't know which room it is." Wang Zhi was not polite and asked.

"How many Japanese?" Zhang Feiyu immediately became alert when he heard Wang Zhi say this. The reason why he stayed in the hall was because he found that there was a master among the Japanese, so he was always prepared.

And just now, he found that the master was actually injured and escaped. He was still guessing in his heart, and never thought that Wang Zhi would come over.

Zhang Feiyu thought about looking up at Wang Zhi, guessing in his heart, could these people offend Wang Zhi and were injured by Wang Zhi?

"Why, Mr. Zhang doesn't know?" Wang Zhi asked strangely when he saw Zhang Feiyu not speaking for a long time.

"I know, I know."

Zhang Feiyu nodded hurriedly and said, "Doctor Wang, please come with me."

Zhang Feiyu led Wang Zhi to the door of the room where Sima Feng and others were, and left in a hurry. He had to notify Nan Tian about this matter. Now Wang Zhi seems to be a bad person. If he had a conflict with these Japanese in Wandu, it would not be a good thing.

Sima Feng had just given medicine to Miyamoto Yamara and pretended to sleep on the sofa. He considered the current situation and was determined to get the secret recipe for suture in Wang Zhi's hand.

The last time he came, he came for the suture thread, but unexpectedly found the half of the ancient book in Ma Zhengjiu's hand, and felt that it was a bit of origin, so he snatched it back by Miyamoto Yamara. Unexpectedly, Wang Zhi also found a trace of clues on the spot.

Although Yan Jinming did not have enough evidence at that time, because Wang Zhi provided clues, he naturally asked people to keep an eye on Sima Feng and others. Sima Feng had no choice but to return to Japan temporarily.

This time, I originally planned to let Miyamoto Yamara go to Wang Zhi’s residence to see if there were any clues, and then make a decision. Unexpectedly, I met Bao Qinghen, and not only alerted him, but also injured Miyamoto Yamara.

Sima Feng was thinking when suddenly the doorbell rang. Sima Feng opened his eyes, glanced at a young man next to him, and signaled to go and open the door.

When the door opened, Wang Zhi walked in casually, glanced at Sima Feng leaning on the sofa and said, "Mr. Nancun came to Jianghuai again, why didn't he come to say hello? Instead, he was sneaky. If he was thinking about me, just say it directly. I might as well give it to you when I was happy."

Sima Feng didn't expect Wang Zhi to come so quickly, and he was a little surprised for a moment. However, he had experienced many incidents and slowly stood up from the sofa and smiled: "I was just saying that I'm visiting Dr. Wang these two days, but I never thought you were here first."

Sima Feng said as he looked at the young man beside him and said, "I won't give Dr. Wang tea." However, he did not mention what happened just now, and completely ignored Wang Zhi's sarcasm.

"There is no need to drink tea. How can it be that simple to call out the sneaky guy just now and hurt me?" Wang Zhi said without hesitation.

He was originally very disdainful of Sima Feng. Now that Bao Qinghen has been injured, he is angry. Before he can find Sima Feng's bad luck, Sima Feng came to the door first. If he doesn't give the other party a little color, he really thinks that Wang Zhi is easy to bully.

"Where did Dr. Wang start?"

Sima Feng said in confusion: "I just arrived in Jianghuai yesterday. If there is something that offended Dr. Wang, I hope you can forgive me."

Sima Feng had to pretend to be stupid at this time. He had not got what he wanted yet, so naturally he could not be offended to death by Wang Zhi.

"snort!"

Wang Zhi snorted coldly, his body was windless, and he arrived in front of Sima Feng very strangely. He pinched Sima Feng's neck with one hand and gently lifted Sima Feng and said, "Don't come to me again. I'll tell you that I know your background very clearly, but I just disdain. Don't ask for death by yourself."

Sima Feng and the two young men next to him did not expect that Wang Zhi would do it as soon as he tried to do it. They were a little confused. Sima Feng was pinched by Wang Zhi and his face turned red soon. He stared at Wang Zhi with a ugly expression and said, "Doctor Wang, don't bully people too much. I, Yimu in Nancun, can't be provoked by anyone."

"Pooh!"

Wang Zhi stretched out his hand and threw Sima Feng on the sofa, saying disdainfully: "The shitty Nancun Yimu, Sima Feng, if I were you, I would be obediently in that palm-sized island country, and I would never come back in my life. You are shameless and you are not afraid of shame to your master."

"you…"

Sima Feng climbed up from the sofa in a mess, stared at Wang Zhi unkindly and said, "What kind of thing are you? You dare to mention my master in front of me. When I was studying medicine, you were still wearing open-crotch pants. Don't give you some face, just treat yourself as a character."

What Sima Feng hated the most was that others mentioned his past, and at this time he didn't bother to tear his face with Wang Zhi and said coldly.

"Yeah?"

Wang Zhi smiled disdainfully and said, "Okay, since you think you have studied medicine for many years, how about I bet with you today?"

"How to bet, what is the bet?" Sima Feng asked coldly.

"Just gambling medicine, if you win me, I will give you what you want. If you lose..."

"If I lose, I will return to Japan and not step into China if I die?" Sima Feng said directly.

"It's so cheap. If you lose, just learn from the so-called ninja in the island country and commit suicide by separatism." Wang Zhi said lightly.

(Xiaoxiao was speechless. She didn’t have a monthly ticket these two days, and the rewards and recommendations were extremely rare. Dear book friends, please support traditional Chinese medicine more)

{Piaotian Literature www.piaotian.net Thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}
Chapter completed!