When Lin Hai City was busy with the assassination of the princess, Dong Chuan, the boss of Xin Lian Sheng, who was once glorious, was escorted to Japan on medical parole to receive treatment from a team of foreign experts.
This is a very small number of people going abroad for medical treatment. The main reason is that the domestic medical technology cannot heal the permanent physical damage Shen Ming left Dongchuan. , accompanied by incontinence caused by visceral deformation and displacement. Although she is still conscious, she cannot speak and eats liquid food through a straw.
For him, life is far more painful than death. In the spirit of humanitarianism, the state funded his treatment. The Japanese team of experts had never seen such a seriously injured person. I thought that at best he could restore his ability to eat normal food, but he would still have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
The expression on Dong Chuan's face was always fixed as the anger when Shen Ming beat him at the end, that kind of deep hatred was the only belief that kept him alive. He has been begging God or the Demon God in his heart, as long as he is given a chance to take revenge, he is willing to sell his soul and go to the 18th floor of hell to taste the most severe pain after death, but he must go to hell with Shen Ming.
Just like the usual nights, Dong Chuan lay on the hospital bed staring at the ceiling and couldn't fall asleep. It wasn't that he liked to look at the sky, it was just that he lost his intuition in his neck and couldn't even turn in one direction.
It was already 12 o'clock in the morning, and a doctor in a white coat stepped in. He didn't care about the patient's feelings, he pressed the switch of the hospital bed, and let the shrinking bed board push Dong Chuan to sit up.
"Dongchuan, the boss of Xinliansheng in Linhai City in the past, the master of the underground boxing ring, and one-handed Brazilian jiu-jitsu that is unrivaled in the world, but now, you are a waste, worse than a waste." The doctor who came sat by the hospital bed , holding the medical records and scolding mercilessly, and he used pure Chinese, the bald old doctor smiled and said, "I will call you a corpse that can still breathe, your spinal injury is destined to be beyond the reach of modern medicine You. However, if you are willing to be my dog, I can also give you sharp fangs and claws, so that you can tear Shen Ming's throat, how about it?"
Dong Chuan kept blinking, and said in his heart in Chinese level 10, "Woof! Wang! Wang!"
"Very good, I like obedient test subjects, so let's go, I will take you to another hell now." General Staff Ito Tomie stood up with a smile, grabbed the edge of the bed with one hand, and put Dongchuan and the heavy hospital bed together We dragged them out of the ward together.
Dong Chuan was surprised to see that the two guards waiting at the door had their heads sunken and fell to the ground. The wall behind them was covered with blood, which was the scars of being crushed with bare hands. He couldn't even imagine what he would go through. what the hell...
Time flies, the princess has been away from the Celestial Dynasty for half a month, and Shen Ming, who has money in his hands, is also busy with various tasks. He invited the construction team and made improvements to his small villa for an unknown number of times.
This time, Shen Ming dug out an underground shooting range and arsenal under the villa. The shooting range is 50 meters standard, with artificial airflow, rainy weather, and various environmental manufacturing systems to ensure the improvement of the trainers' all-weather shooting ability.
The deal between Shen Ming and the general was considered complete, and the general mailed the special gun license to Shen Ming, but the very stingy one only had a one-year validity period. A little generously, the special approval asked Director Zhao to hand over the M200 Interventor long-range sniper rifle left by the night watchman to Shen Ming.
Some of the other equipment was ordered by Shen Ming Haitao from foreign arms companies. These companies were also surprised by the order from China, after all, this is a country that strictly prohibits people from holding guns. However, Shen Ming showed a special gun certificate, which contained various imported firearms with specific models, and if the customer was a second-generation user with privileges from the Celestial Dynasty, all the ordered items would be packaged and shipped directly, but there would be no courier delivery. For door-to-door delivery, Shen Ming had to go to the customs to fill in various documents before getting it back.
Counting the past half a month, Shen Ming earns more than 4 million yuan by working hard, and only 200,000 yuan is left in his hand, which should be enough to live a normal life.
And for the past half month, Xiao Yi was not at the villa, and went home to take care of her mother who was alone. Mama Yi's complexion finally recovered a bit. After all, she is a police family, and everyone was mentally prepared for the loss of a spouse very early. It's just that the old man's departure was too sudden for Mama Yi to accept.
The government organized the funeral for Yifu, and made Yifu a first-class personal meritorious service. Although the pension cannot fill the emptiness in her heart, Yima will not have anything to worry about in her later years.
Xiao Yi often persuaded her mother that her father did not die in vain, and that the person he protected with his life was still alive, and that was enough. Half a month later, Mama Yi decided to go out for a walk and go out with her two aunts for a trip in her old age. Although Xiao Yi was a little worried, Mama Yi finally showed a smiling face and slapped her on the head and said, "My mother still needs you Is this little girl in charge? Go back obediently and continue your work!"
Just like that, Xiao Yi returned to the villa again. After half a month's absence, the villa changed again. Xiao Yi hadn't gotten used to the faint smell of paint in the air, and Shen Ming had already thrown her 92-type pistol into Xiao Yi's hands.
"You went out in such a hurry that you didn't even bring a gun. Don't do that next time." Shen Ming reminded.
"I'm going to take care of my mother, what are you doing with a gun?" Xiao Yi hasn't picked up a gun for half a month, and Xiao Yi is really a little novice.
"After following me for so long, you should know how many organizations we have offended, and how many enemies left alive. Avoiding revenge and keeping vigilant at all times are also compulsory basic skills for bodyguards. There were no conditions in the past, and I have never been serious. I taught you before. It’s different now.” Shen Ming snapped his fingers, and greeted Xiao Yi to the newly renovated underground shooting range, “From now on, I will teach you systematically, training you in the same way as dealing with Nirvana , have you come to your senses?"
"Can I take a break?" Xiao Yi is not in the mood to practice guns at the moment.
"Xiao Yi, your father is dead. The only remaining son and daughter of Yi's mother are engaged in dangerous industries. Your brother is well-equipped, with teammates covering him and official reinforcements. What about you? You have done more than your brother Dangerous work, but you still want to take a break, your mother is so pitiful, she sent away her wife and her lazy daughter." Shen Ming said cruelly.
"Say it again." Furious, Xiao Yi took out a pistol and put it on Shen Ming's forehead.
"That's right, this is the Xiao Yi I know. Keep the fire in your eyes and turn the muzzle 90 degrees. We are going to learn how to shoot."
Shen Ming urgently needs Xiao Yi to become stronger. The opponent's level is increasing exponentially, but Xiao Yi is still following him. If he can't strengthen his assistant, the story of life and death will continue to be staged.
On the other hand, Shen Wan'er has gradually adapted to life in school, and Huang Yibo has also adapted to his role as a dog. This strange girl changed her clothes and still liked to stay in the grove, and Huang Yibo didn't feel nervous for a long time.
"Okay, let's go." Wan'er draped the casual skirt on Huang Yibo's shoulders, and walked out from Xiaoshu.
"Student Wan'er looks a bit unwell today, did you not sleep well?" Huang Yibo's observation of Wan'er can be described as meticulous, even if Wan'er's blood color is only slightly worse, he can immediately detect it.
"Ms. Ben sleeps soundly. I have learned to stay in bed recently. By the way, your complexion is terrible. Why, think about me every night and think that you can't sleep?" Wan'er teased her pet with a smirk.
"No, that's not the case!" Huang Yibo categorically denied it. Even though that was the case, he still found an excuse for himself, "It's because my father was away on a business trip recently, and I was the only one at home, so I ate casually."
"Let me guess, Wangcai's father is not a cook, he must be rich." Wan'er guessed based on Huang Yibo's figure.
"It's not true, he is engaged in scientific research, he can be regarded as a physics engineer." Huang Yibo laughed.
"Smelly Wangcai, are you laughing at me? Am I funny?" Wan'er straightened her face.
"No, no! I love to laugh by nature. My father taught me since I was a child not to hit anyone with a smiling face. If you smile more, no one will bully you." Huang Yibo smiled awkwardly.
"is that useful?"
"It's useless, I'm still being bullied all the time."
"I always talk about your father, where is your mother?" Wan'er was curious about Huang Yibo's family background for the first time.
"My mother had a dystocia and passed away when I was born. I was brought up by my father since I was a child. So when my father went out for meetings, I was alone. Fortunately, he doesn't have too many meetings, and he only attends once every two years. With a scientific researcher of his level, it is strange that there are so few meetings." Huang Yibo said happily.
"It's so miserable... I feel sympathetic, anyway, I've been eating you lately, so let's pay you back..." Wan'er sighed, took out her phone and called Shen Ming.
"Hey, what's the matter?" Shen Ming asked slightly out of breath.
"It's nothing, I'm going to bring a classmate back for dinner tonight. What are you doing?" Wan'er became curious instead.
"I'm fine, I'm having sex with Xiao Yi!" Shen Ming said shamelessly.
"Brother, I'm your own sister. I'm underage. Is it really okay for you to talk so shamelessly? Remember to get something delicious, I have a big appetite." Wan'er sneered.
"Student? Male or female?" Shen Ming asked curiously.
"Master." Wan'er turned her head to look at the naive Huang Yibo, and completely treated him as a pet.
"Understood, you can eat, but remember that you are underage, I will not agree with you to have a boyfriend, drop out of school, conceive a child and become a mother!" Shen Ming insisted.
"You have too much brain, quickly find a bag of concrete and pour it in, and hang up." Wan'er hung up the phone after finishing speaking, and then said to Huang Yibo, "Come to my house for dinner tonight, and introduce my brother and sister-in-law to you .”
"Ah? Come to your house for dinner?" Huang Yibo became inexplicably excited. Could this be the legendary meeting with parents? Do you want to prepare a red envelope of 88888