Urban divine farmer medical immortal

The news of Sunan's death could not be concealed at all. It soon spread back to China, and many martial arts families were delighted to hear it.

"Damn, shameless, asshole!" Chu was always one of the few people who knew the inside story. At this time, he slapped the table angrily. Even the purple clay pot he had kept for half his life was smashed to the ground. His eyes were red and he wanted to kill the black blood count himself.

Sunan did not die in the hands of pirates, but died under the shells of his allies, which made people angry.

"Count black blood, that's too much." In the middle of Hongmen, ye Shiming's face darkened when he got the news.

I thought that southern Jiangsu was the most promising warrior in recent decades, but I didn't expect to be plotted by the black blood count. It's a pity.

"Old president, there must be not only the black blood count's means, but also William's role in it." Lin zikun sighed.

"The wood shows in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. The light of Sunan is so dazzling that many people don't want to see him grow up. Americans are no exception. With the black blood Earl as the vanguard, the United States naturally likes to see Sunan killed."

Lin zikun shook his head and sighed: "it's unfair for Sunan to die. First he was framed as a traitor, and then he rescued him. When he killed the pirates alone, he was intrigued by the black blood count and others."

Speaking of this process, even Lin zikun could not help being angry.

If Sunan is really a traitor and is killed, everyone has nothing to say, but Sunan has saved them, and these people not only don't rush, but secretly kill them. What a injustice.

"Old president, what shall we do next?" Lin asked.

Ye Shiming was silent for a moment, and said, "South of Jiangsu has a grace for me, and this kindness can not be reported. Although he is dead, I have always been loyal to the throne, and the Fangjia martial art is our sanctuary. In addition, we secretly investigate the traces of the black blood. Once I find out, my hand killing him is also a return to South of Jiangsu's favor."

Lin zikun was surprised: "old president, the black blood Earl is a member of the dark parliament, and also the bodyguard chief of the British royal guard. If we kill him, will we get into trouble in Hongmen?"

"Hahaha, I've been haunted by fire poison for more than ten years. Hongmen is afraid of trouble. Now that fire poison is removed, are we still afraid of trouble?" Ye Shiming burst out laughing.

How can a congenital king be afraid of trouble?

Lin zikun suddenly thinks that the present Hongmen is not the one forced to defend by others. Ye Shiming is no longer in trouble. As a congenital king, who dares to offend Hongmen.

Hongmen recovered again, and the old man of Chu was deeply distressed. Sunan was his favorite young man and his favorite son-in-law, but he was killed by someone.

"Miss Wang, although Sunan died, as long as I'm still alive, I will never be bullied." The old man of Chu was very serious.

Because he got the news that some forces were very uneasy. Some of them had offended Sunan's childe brothers, and they even sent word to beat Sunan's women.

In recent days, several forces are trying to force Wang Mengmeng's clinic for the people.

In their eyes, although this clinic is not valuable, Wang Mengmeng is the target of countless childe brothers.

After Wang chaoming lost his support in southern Jiangsu, the hospital he opened was forced to close. Forced by helplessness, he persuaded Wang Mengmeng to marry the Xue family, because Xue Mingqiang took a fancy to Wang Mengmeng.

Xue Mingqiang saw that he was about to win several times, but he was deeply annoyed by the Chu master.

"Chu wants to protect the clinic for the people, so I'll force it to close down." After eating shriveled several times, Xue Mingqiang became angry.

Xue Qirong waved his hand and said faintly: "Jiangnan province is the territory of Chu old ghosts. It's not good to be strong. Besides, Sunan is dead. What clinic is worth a few dollars."

"Grandfather, it's not a matter of money, it's a matter of face. I'm not reconciled to not forcing the clinic to close down for the people and not robbing women from southern Jiangsu." Xue Mingqiang gritted his teeth.

Xue Qirong waved his hand and said with a smile, "since I'm not reconciled, I'll do it. I can stand old man Chu."

"Yes, grandfather." Get grandfather's support, Xue Qirong excited to decorate means.

On an unnamed small island in Somalia, the sea breeze roars, the whole sea is calm, and a group of seabirds fly by in the sky. All of a sudden, a blue light burst out from the island, and the birds flew away in the sky.

There was a figure standing in the blue light.