Urban Cultivation I am a legend

Chapter 122 Head Down

On the flight from Zhongzhou to Yanjing, Zhang Haotian was in a heavy heart. Although Lin Fei had agreed to take action, he couldn't let go of his concern for his comrades.

When telling Lin Fei about the past, he was not only grateful for An Jianning's life-and-death rescue, but also felt deeply guilty for those young brothers who died in southern Xinjiang at a young age.

After more than two hours of flight, the plane landed at Yanjing Airport smoothly.

A commercial vehicle with a license plate of the Ministry of Public Security was already waiting on the apron.

Lin Fei, Zhang Haotian and Tan Hui went straight to Hospital 3011 as soon as they got off the plane.

As the general hospital of the whole army, 3011 Hospital has strong medical technology and strength. At this moment, Minister An Jianning is lying quietly in one of the special care wards.

Two heavily armed police officers stood guard outside the ward.

Seeing Zhang Haotian and the others coming, Chen Yiran, who had been waiting in the ward, hurried out to greet them.

"You have worked hard, sister-in-law, how is Minister An's situation now?"

Zhang Haotian tightly held Chen Yiran's thin and withered hands.

Chen Yiran has silver hair all over her head, her face is haggard, it seems that she has not closed her eyes for several days.

"The situation is similar to that in the afternoon. It's very late now, why don't you arrange for you to take a rest first."

Chen Yiran was very grateful to Zhang Haotian and the others for coming, but the situation of her family's old An was not optimistic, and she didn't have the heart to chat too much.

"Uncle Zhang."

A young man in his 30s standing next to Chen Yiran greeted Zhang Hongtao.

"This is An Shiqiang? I haven't seen him for several years, and he has become a lot more mature. Now he is still in the National Security Bureau?"

Zhang Haotian shook hands with An Shiqiang. An Shiqiang is An Jianning's son and is currently the director of a certain department of the National Security Bureau.

"Yes, I have been in the National Security Bureau. Uncle Zhang, why don't I take you to rest first."

After speaking, An Shiqiang prepared to take Zhang Haotian and the others out.Zhang Haotian didn't move after hearing this, he turned his head and looked at Lin Fei.

"Why don't we take a look at Minister An's situation first, and it doesn't matter if we rest later."

Lin Fei stood beside Zhang Haotian and said.

"Who is this?"

Chen Yiran felt very strange, why such a young man would come to make decisions for Zhang Haotian.

When Zhang Haotian brought Lin Fei and Tan Hui in just now, she saw them.

Chen Yiran thought they were Zhang Haotian's secretary or other clerks, but he nodded slightly and didn't talk to them too much.

Now the youngest boy actually spoke first, which made her and An Shiqiang a little strange.

"It's like this, sister-in-law, this is Lin Fei. Although he is young, he has a very miraculous ability. I am here this time, and I specially asked him to help take care of Minister An's condition."

Both Chen Yiran and An Shiqiang felt a little surprised.

But Chen Yiran knew that Zhang Haotian was a very prudent and reliable person, so she didn't reject Lin Fei because he was young, but looked at Fei suspiciously.

Although An Shiqiang didn't say anything, his demeanor and eyes showed that he didn't trust Lin Fei.

Zhang Haotian also understood their feelings. When he fell ill, Yu Mingjuan had the same expression.

"Sister-in-law, let's go in and have a look first."

Zhang Haotian was not in a hurry to explain, he believed in Lin Fei's ability, so he wanted to speak with facts after entering.

"That's fine."

Chen Yiran hesitated for a moment, but agreed to their request.

At this time, the hour hand has pointed to two o'clock in the morning.

At the same time, in a villa on the outskirts of Kuala Lumpur, the capital of Malaysia, an old man with a haggard face was meditating on a wooden slum.

There is also a black wooden sign in front of him, on which a head of an evil spirit is engraved with red paint.

The old man seemed to be motionless, but if you look carefully, you can find that his lips are constantly moving, and some weird tones are constantly wafting out of his mouth.

Not far from the old man, there was also a young man in black kneeling on his knees. He knelt there respectfully and remained motionless, staring closely at every move of the old man.

In a room on the first floor of the villa, several Malays were sitting and discussing something.

Sitting in the middle of the sofa was a man with a fat face and a thick neck. He wore a thick gold necklace around his neck and several big gold rings on his hands. He was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar.

There was another man sitting on the sofa on either side of the fat man. One of them was dark and thin, while the other had a fair complexion, but pouches under his eyes, and he seemed to be obviously exhausted.

The fat man is the leader of the largest drug trafficking organization in Malaysia. He spat out a cigar and asked, "What did Master Abduba say?"

"Master Abduba said that it only takes three more days to see the results."

Said the thin black man sitting next to him.

"The Minister of Public Security of Huaxia who came here this time is completely eyeing us, and the minister of our country who has a cooperative relationship with us has also been noticed by him. I sent someone to talk to him a few days ago and found that he is very tough. They won’t cooperate with us, so we have to ask Master Abduba to take action, which can be regarded as a lesson for them.”

The man sitting on the other side of the sofa said.

"It's good to teach them a lesson. This time we lost goods worth hundreds of millions of dollars. We must earn back from Huaxia next time. We must firmly grasp the market of Huaxia. It is our enemy."

The fat man said arrogantly.

This time, he paid a high price to invite the most powerful head-down master from other places, and he must kill the minister of Huaxia Kingdom to get rid of the bad breath in his heart.

Lin Fei and others walked into the intensive care unit, only to see Minister An lying motionless on the hospital bed, and a nurse was checking the data on the instrument and making some records.

The nurse felt a little strange seeing that there were still people coming to visit so late, and raised her head to look at Lin Fei and the others.

Seeing An Jianning's tightly closed eyes, Zhang Haotian felt very heavy in his heart. He didn't expect that his old comrade, who seemed to be in good spirits a while ago, suddenly became like this.

He looked at Lin Fei next to him, hoping that he could use that miraculous medical skill again to save his savior.

Neither Chen Yiran nor An Shiqiang made a sound. They had also suffered too many blows in the past two days, and their spirits were also a little sluggish.

"Sister-in-law, what did the doctor say? How are they going to treat it?"

Zhang Haotian asked.

"Doctors did various tests, but they didn't find out the cause, but they didn't feel very optimistic."

Chen Yiran returned, her expression was a little sad.

Standing by the hospital bed, Lin Fei observed An Jianning carefully, and he found that An Jianning's vitality was slowly fading away.

"If this continues, Minister An will not exceed three days at most."

Lin Fei said softly.

(End of this chapter)