Doomsday Fortress

"Then who are you?" Qin Chuan asked helplessly.

"I'm sorry, I... can't tell you." Wang Ning's voice had a hint of guilt, and she didn't want to involve Qin Chuan, but she couldn't help it, it was like this now.

"Then what can you tell me!" Qin Chuan was full of anger. There was no such thing as playing with people, his life was threatened, and Wang Ning wanted to hide it from himself.

"Don't worry, Qin Chuan, we will soon..."

"Bang!" Qin Chuan hung up the phone directly.

"Qin Chuan, Qin Chuan!"

Wang Ning called twice on the phone, and shook her head helplessly.

It's not that she doesn't want to tell Qin Chuan everything, it's just that she can't tell, and can't tell.

"What's the matter, Xiao Ning? Who is calling? Isn't it your boyfriend?"

There was a slightly old voice behind him, Wang Ning turned his head, and saw an old man with white hair and a rather majestic face in a Tang suit standing behind him.

The old man seems to be at least 70 or 80 years old, but he feels full of energy. Between words and deeds, there is an aura of righteousness surrounding him, and people can't help but want to bow their heads.

"Grandpa Funeral, why are you here?" Wang Ning flattened his mouth and stepped forward to support the old man.

"Hehe, if I can't come here anymore, the little princess in our bureau will be abducted." The old man called the funeral grandpa said with a smile.

"Oh, Grandpa Funeral, don't make fun of me anymore." Wang Ning pursed her mouth and helped the majestic old man onto the sofa.

"Tell me, did you mention the kid with the surname Qin to me?" The majestic old man sat on the sofa, holding his knees with his hands.

"What? That kid, I won't call him." Wang Ning remembered that Qin Chuan had just been angry with her, and couldn't help but show a touch of anger on her face.

"Okay, I still don't understand you?"

The old man waved his hand and picked up the teacup on the table. Wang Ning immediately filled the teacup. It can be seen that although Wang Ning talked with the old man more relaxedly, he still respected him very much.

"Grandpa Funeral, we are going to Dongjiang next week." Wang Ning said.

"Why, miss your little lover?" The old man looked at her with a smile.

"No, if I hadn't seen his magical medical skills, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to him." Wang Ning said with a reddish face, stirring his hands in front of him.

"He is really as amazing as you said? Even the dead can be saved alive?" the old man asked with a weird look.

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"It's almost the same. I was ambushed by the people from the temple, and Luo Feng was saved by that kid." Wang Ning nodded and said.

"Hi...So, there is a strange person on our territory." The old man took a breath and said.

"Yeah, Grandpa Funeral, otherwise, why would I want him to see you a doctor?" Wang Ning said.

"Oh...I know my body, how many sacred doctors have been found over the years, is there no way?"

The old man sighed. As he spoke, an unusual rosy "color" flashed across his face. Wang Ning who was next to him saw that his expression immediately became nervous, and hurriedly took out a delicate small ceramic bottle from his pocket. Pour out a "medicine" pill and help the elderly take it.

As soon as the "medicine" pill entered, the ruddy on the old man's face immediately disappeared, but his complexion was a little pale.

"Grandpa Funeral, how do you feel?" Wang Ning asked hurriedly.

"It's still like that. I have been taking this'medicine' for ten years. The'medicine' and'sexuality' are too strong. It treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and it consumes the essence in my body. I am afraid that after taking it for another two years, my body will suffer I can't stop this "medicine" and "sex"."

The old man sighed and shook his head.

Not being able to take "medicine" means that the old wounds in the body cannot be suppressed, that is, he has at most two years to live.

"Don't think too much about Grandpa Funeral, you are our patron saint, you can never fall." Wang Ning said with a small fist.

"You are still too young. It is normal for people to live and die. Besides, I have been alive for decades, and there is nothing to die, just... alas..."

The old man shook his head and sighed, his eyes filled with sadness.

He lives and lives as a small person, but once he dies, the foreign forces will probably not let go of this opportunity. Although there are some big things in the bureau, they are all too young, not strong enough, and not experienced enough.

"At that time, the responsibility of protecting China will still fall on you."

The old man patted Wang Ning's hair lightly, feeling quite a heroic twilight.

"Grandpa Funeral, don't say anything like that. Didn't I find someone to treat you, he will definitely cure you." Wang Ning said with red eyes.

"Yes, yes, I will have to see and see in a few days, let us Xiao Ning miss the boy, what is it?" The old man said with a smile.

Wang Ning's face became even more blushing, but she didn't refute anything, but Qin Chuan's face slowly appeared in her eyes.

"hiss………"

Qin Chuan took a painful breath. The movement of throwing the phone just now was too great, and the wound in the lower abdomen was pulled, causing Qin Chuan's face to be distorted.

"Jingle Bell!"