Blue Sky Sword: Chapter 1 Conscience Medical Center

(1)

Who is Feng Xiaoyin?

People who know him have serious polarized evaluations of him.

Half of them said he was useless.

And the other half said that he knew everything, knew everything, and understood everything, and he was a god.

Feng Xiaoyin felt that she was definitely not as unbearable as the former said, but not as mysterious as the latter.

But he felt that he really knew a lot.

You can talk about big and small matters at home and abroad.

Neighbors, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can talk about small matters and big things.

I have studied astronomy and geography.

Three religions and nine streams are also involved.

A little knowledge of history and humanities.

The medical horoscope can also talk about it.

Celebrities are commonplace, I will come when I open my mouth

There are no heroes of the past and present who do not know.

I can chat with myths and monsters so much.

There is something very real that modern immortals can also reason.

Classical novels make me linger

Internet literature also fascinates me.

Talking about the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, I can cite the classics and say it with hype.

Speaking of Western medicine surgery, I can also say that the director of surgery thinks that I am very skilled.

(How many people are substituting in this paragraph?)

……

This is Feng Xiaoyin, who is bare-faced and has two shoulders on his shoulders. He doesn't have three meals, but he won't wander around the world.

Both parents are dead and have no children.

One person eats enough and the whole family is not hungry.

Work conscientiously from 9 to 5, and spend 3,500 a month on food and frugality.

In addition to renting water, electricity, heating and other expenses and tobacco and alcohol, although it is not negative, it is difficult to save money.

It still doesn't affect one's self-entertainment and enjoyment (what can I do if I can't find an object?)

Every blind date can make the girl laugh out loud, but after the separation, the reply that comes with anticipation is basically the same: this person is very good, but we are not suitable.

There are many enthusiastic aunts who are always full of regretful sighs: What a good boy, why did he have a mouth.

To sum up, this is actually the most ordinary person in the vast crowd.

Being able to eat, drink and speak well, under the modern cramming education, one is indeed omniscient and omniscient...but it is only at the stage of 'knowing' and 'knowing'.

The further level has nothing to do with him.

As for now...

Now even this life has nothing to do with him.

…………He passed through.

……

"If my parents were alive, they would know that I was living well in another world, living a prosperous life, and had a chance to get rich, I would be very happy and relieved..."

"Although my career is not very good."

"But my parents probably won't care. As long as I live happily, no matter whether I work well or not, they can always give up half of my heart."

"Besides, it's good that they know that I'm not dead, so why let them know my current occupation."

"Everything in the past life has nothing to do with me."

"I'm new here, please allow me to change my name first."

"Salute to this other world."

"From now on, I will no longer be called Feng Xiaoyin, I will remove the word Xiao, from now on, I will be called Fengyin."

"I hope those memories will never be unsealed again."

"If one day I can go back and offer incense for the second old man. At that time, I should be able to proudly say, your little voice is very promising."

When he chose this name, he never imagined that his memories were not sealed at all, but instead became... the greatest magic weapon for him to survive in this different world.

So much so that later, he felt that the name of the wind seal was just a joke, and it was still not funny...

I had to change my rhetoric.

I am a wind from another world.

It left my deep imprint here.

……

Feng Xiaoyin...

Well, no, it should be a wind seal.

It has been ten years since Feng Yin came to this different world.

Several times of wind and rain, several times of spring and autumn.

The wind, frost, snow and rain beat the rapids.

After all the hardships, the infatuation does not change.

Every day I sing sorrow, sorrow.

Yes, the first ten years that Fengyin came to this world... are ten years that are hard to describe.

It is a decade full of bumps, bumps, and misery!

The only thing that is gratifying is that the current Fengyin is much, much more handsome than the short, black and poor Feng Xiaoyin in the previous life.

At least 1.8 meters tall and weighs only 140. The real clothes are thin and fleshy.

Long legs, a male dog's waist, tall and straight, and a very handsome face, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a square face...

The above is the only thing he has in the past ten years... time-travel welfare...

"Handsome is handsome, but this world is not a world that looks at the face... a little lost... otherwise I would be a scumbag... Fortunately, this cruel world has made me a stern and cold-hearted gentleman-type killer. …”

Feng Yin felt that she was born out of time.

If it was a previous life, this physique, this face, this figure, this appearance, this demeanor, this temperament... Haha, money? what is that?

Guaranteed that a bunch of rich women and beauties are crazy...cough.

……

Ten years have passed.

Today, he can be regarded as a small achievement.

Fengyin's career, left in the previous life, is really hard to say...

But in this world, it's not that bad.

His profession is a killer.

It's the so-called cashier's job.

The reason why it is not so unbearable is because in this world, a killer is a legitimate profession!

A world of chaos.

(2)

The "Jun Tianshou" where Fengyin is located is a killer organization.

The undisputed No. 1 killer organization in mainland China.

"In a chaotic world, you should hold the sword in your hand; when the world is clean and ugly, your head will rise to the sky."

This is the iron rule that Juntianshou organizes for all killers, and one must keep in mind when joining this group.

Perhaps in other worlds, it would be absurd for a killer to become a just organization; but in this world, it is a real reality.

Of course, not all killer groups are like this.

But Jun Tianshou really is such a clear stream. And this clear stream, from a long time ago to now, has existed for a long time, and it is one of the dominant forces in this continent.

No one knows where the headquarters of Jun Tianshou is located, nor who the top executives of Jun Tianshou are.

But the world knows a lot of things related to Juntian Shou. For example, there is no threshold for joining Juntian Shou. As long as you follow the organizational discipline, even if you are a beggar with no power, you can join.

And as long as you can complete the task and solve the task goal, you can get what you need for your life, whether it is money and food, or practicing exercises and resources.

And the first rule of all the iron laws of Jun Tianshou is "Life and death have fate, no responsibility."

This sentence is easy to understand and very plain.

To die is to die. Once it is impermanent, it has nothing to do with the organization, and there will be no pension or anything.

But even so, an organization like Jun Tianshou still gives many people who have no way to survive, one more choice.

A survival choice.

When you can't live, what can you do?

Wouldn't it be nice to have one more way out like this? !

The world is full of the weak and the strong, and monsters and beasts are rampant everywhere. This is a life-and-death crisis every step of the way.

As long as it is not within the sanctuary of kingdom-level forces with many strong people, and where the legal system is relatively strict, then the life and death of the weak can only depend on the illusory fate.

Or the mercy of the strong.

Live by mercy, luck, and charity.

Under such circumstances, the weak go into the mountains to collect herbs, and only dare to pick ordinary herbs.

Because it is moved, it may bring a fortune, but it is more likely to bring disasters and disasters.

If virtue does not match, there will be disasters; if people do not match wealth, there will be disasters.

This sentence is not superstition, but reality and human nature.

It is also the status quo of this Anping Continent.

Very ironic.

"Anping!"

In such a turbulent and troubled world, but with such a peaceful name, most of the people who clearly live in this world are not at all peaceful, even precarious, and perish at every turn.

Everyone who can grow to adulthood in the wilderness does not know how many winds and rains, how many lives and deaths have to go through.

Feng Yin is a relatively lucky person - although his experience from childhood to adulthood can be described as miserable, but... he survived after all.

Surviving itself is already a very lucky thing!

And there is no disability...it's just a blessing from the gods!

This poor traveler, since the first day he crossed over, has been an ordinary little beggar wandering on the mainland.

Stealing, kidnapping, begging, not eating for three to five days, starving eyes glowing green...

But it's a regular thing.

Until, he heard about the existence of the Juntianshou organization.

That year, he was nine years old, and it was also the second year of transmigration.

He realized that this might be his chance to change his fate.

After more than a year of begging and living in poverty, he has long given up all his unrealistic fantasies.

On that day, he cut his wrist with a sharp stone, took the blood from the half-notched bowl, and dripped it into a jade bowl in front of the sacrificial altar of Juntian Temple.

This is the inevitable process for all those who want to join the Juntianshou Organization——

[The blood is the oath, the heaven is the witness, and the number of lives is the guide, from now on it is all heaven. 】

Note that it is Juntian, not Juntian of Juntian's hand.

Jun Tianshou, I will give you an equal opportunity for all beings.

Of course, whether you can divide the world equally in the future... that depends on you.

Then he obtained a white paper-colored brand of unknown material.

【Jun Tian Jian】

It is also an exclusive token of Juntian's hand called "Juntian's penalty order" by Jianghu people.

Don't underestimate this talisman, it contains the universe and connects the countless information and credits of the whole world.

All related tasks that Jun Tianshou belongs to need to be accepted from here.

Rewards are also collected from the brand.

Then, he was surprised to find that the fourth king of the land in the begging area was also on the hunting list. Although the ranking was extremely low, all the data and information were consistent.

Even has a face.

The first action target was locked almost immediately!

Jun Tianjian commented: 'Wang Laosi, the leader of beggars; the ambition of the wolf son, who has repeatedly stolen children, broke children's legs to beg, bought and sold virgins, forced good people to be prostitutes; Unforgivable.

Order Juntian to kill those who descended, report it to the sky above, and respond to Limin below.

Mission Level: Solitaire. ’

The card level task is the lowest level in the Juntian hand task level.

But Fengyin judged himself, he... It seems that he can't get the fourth king. At least in the case of the front, there is basically no chance of winning, and he must use his wits to do it.

On that same day, Wang Laosi fought with others for territory and made a big fight... In the end, he was defeated and lost, and he was seriously injured.

In the second half of the night, Feng Yin sneaked into that hidden corner and smashed Wang Lao Si to death on the bed with a large stone.

The blood splattered all over the earth!

Every time a stone fell and blood flew up, it seemed to accelerate the transformation of the wind seal.

And this battle also completely awakened the fierceness in Fengyin's heart, completely shattering his former fantasy and the ties of his previous life.

After that, he got what he deserved.

In the space of Jun Tianshou Killer inside the card, a basic exercise and a physical reward of the lowest quality Yuan Li Dan appeared.

Well, there is also a steamed bun.

It was only after a long time that Fengyin learned that the exercises were a unified reward for all the killers who joined Juntianshou in their first successful actions.

The Yuan Li Dan and the steamed bun are the rewards for this mission.

Don't look down on the so-called lowest-quality Yuanli Pill, just one piece makes his body twice as strong.

And that white bread bun...

It is this steamed bun, the best food he has eaten since he traveled to the present, no one!

After the vomit after that murder...

He ate the steamed bun and almost swallowed his own tongue.

After two years of travel, it was the first time I ate seventy percent full, so happy!

No one noticed that the little beggar had a wolf-like light in his eyes under his drooping head.

While gobbling down the steamed buns, the wolf-like light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

……

Although he doesn't understand why there is a mysterious space in this brand, he also doesn't understand why he can get a lot of information from this different world.

I don't even understand why after I completed the task, how did I know it in the first place, and the reward was given at the same time.

How did you know that? !

This is not scientific either!

However, the most incomprehensible thing is that there is only one white card, how can a steamed bun, a medicinal pill, and a secret book emerge from it.

How did this come out?

This is not the online world of my previous life... No, even in the online world of my previous life, it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing...

We can play games online, but who has ever seen a steamed bun from a computer screen?

But Fengyin did not choose to continue the research.

To exist is to be reasonable.

I will accept it if it exists—what a simple truth.

Why are you doing so much?

If you can eat enough and breathe alive, you are already very happy, okay?

He used to think that this thing was because he got a unique golden finger, and he was even more complacent about it for a while, but only later did he know that this thing was developed by the Juntianshou organization.

As long as the killers who join the Juntianshou organization have such a miraculous experience, they think they are the imagination of the protagonist of destiny.

Immediately it felt dull.

Even felt ridiculous and ashamed for his whimsical idea of ​​wanting a golden finger...

People, it's better to keep your feet on the ground!

And then add a sense of relief...

It's just an identity card, isn't it such a simple reality?

In my previous life, I used to have an ID card... Is this strange?

……

Just two days after Fengyin possessed the little beggar, he completely threw his past life memory code of conduct into the clouds, and completely abandoned the idea of ​​​​what he fantasized about obtaining in this world by relying on past life knowledge...

Even if you can create a lot of valuable things, master a lot of valuable knowledge and vision, but in this chaotic world, the best result you can get is to be captured and become a slave of a big family - this life The kind of slave that neither this life nor future generations can get rid of.

——For someone who has a skill or is valuable, how can you allow you to travel outside of your control? !

Talented?

Hehehe...

This world, the current world, likes talented... slaves!

not to mention……

Mr. Feng is indeed... He knows everything, but if you want to say that he is proficient at something, or that he knows something, he can't say anything himself.

Of course he knew about those things that could make a fortune in another world, but as for the "why", he only knew about it.

In other words, if he really asked him to make it, he couldn't make any finished product...

Teacher, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for giving you back everything you taught me... I now know the importance of knowledge. Can I go back and study hard and remember all the key points of time travel before time travel?

As for the nostalgia for the past life... I'm sorry not.

as a social animal.

As a social animal who is not as good as a dog who is tired of all kinds of work all day and blames and blames, he can't see any hope of getting rich, and can only rely on bragging and bragging, plus a social animal with the attributes of a single dog.

How much love can there be?

On the contrary, he was comforted.

In this world, there is still a chance to get rich - as long as you are willing to give up your life, go for it, go for it, go for it.

Bachelor Spirit!

This is the most valuable quality of Fengyin's past and present life. Well, it is also the only thing that can be obtained at present.

——As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he will be able to stare at that little bit of unreachable light and work hard!

As long as you catch that light, you can fight until your last breath.

I was also lost and hesitant.

But after blowing the brilliance and wiping away tears, he still went to work full of fighting spirit.

Even though I was just scolded by the boss yesterday as a scumbag.

As long as you, the grandson of yours, give me my salary, the labor and management will still laugh at you today.

Because the labor and management have self-knowledge, you will never find another such foe without you...

Sure enough.

to another world.

left you.

I really haven't found a scapegoat who has the same valuable qualities as you.

Boss, I miss you...

's salary.

……

(3)

Rare rainy weather.

Rare memories of the past.

Feng Yin was sitting at the door of the small shop, watching the raindrops that were fluttering like a mist of blue smoke, and sorted out his thoughts.

"That is, the mist-like rain, the same as in the previous life."

"Wind, frost, rain and snow, it makes no difference."

"Flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless rain is as fine as sorrow..."

"Why are you so sentimental all of a sudden? That's not good. It doesn't fit my character as a cold-blooded killer."

He frowned, like a poet: "Could it be that I am actually a melancholy poet in my bones, and my sentimentality has penetrated into my heart and spleen and into my marrow..."

"Hey, what kind of world... I can't even bring up my interest in reciting a poem... In this **** world, the dream of reciting poetry and pretending to be a beauty has never been awakened... Then I will recite Tang poetry and Song poetry. There is a yarn for..."

Feng Yin, this will be really melancholy.

He deeply felt that he was born out of time.

There was a suffocating voice that was dissatisfied, but dared to be angry and dared not speak: "...Sir, buddy knows your rules, but you have been in a daze for an hour... Can you see the injury for us first? It hurts... it hurts so much. sharp……"

Exactly.

This is a shop opened by Feng Yin.

own small shop.

one……

Mmmm, the hospital.

As a killer, you need to have a hidden identity more than the average person.

It is Fengyin's hidden identity, um, one of the bosses of this hospital.

……

No matter which world you are in, killers are invisible.

The wind seal is especially reluctant to see the light.

After ten years of struggle, he had no idea how many lives and deaths he had experienced. In the beginning, he would record every task he completed.

But remember, I don't know from that day, I gave up.

Record these for what?

Does it make sense?

It is more meaningful to have that time than to do something, such as protecting yourself to survive longer.

So after he had a small amount of savings, he opened this clinic based on his little knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, which is not even a soldier on paper.

Whether there is business or not is not important.

The key is... that I have a clear identity, which is better than anything else.

In other words, in this world, doctors are still very popular.

"Conscience Medical Center"

The name of this hospital is well-written, but tacky but unconventional.

However, the couplet on one side gives the word "conscience" on the plaque, a more "conscience" interpretation.

Shanglian: It depends on my mood whether to open or close the door.

2nd Lian: Whether a doctor is good or not depends only on your luck.

The meaning is very clear: don't come, I'm not good at it!

From the day Fengyin opened the store, he never thought that any business would come to his door.

Who stipulated that if you open a medical clinic and become a middle-of-the-road, you will have to be a doctor? Is it what killers should do to save lives?

But what he never imagined was...

From the beginning of the opening of the medical hall, business has been coming in one after another, almost in an endless stream.

In this town named "Jianghu Town" by a group of Jianghu people, the extent of the shortage of doctors cannot be described as horribly small, but... there is no!

The appearance of the Conscience Medical Center has filled a gap in this small town.

And this is the result he never expected.

This is embarrassing.

Now, it's only the second month that he has opened the store.

"What are you shouting? So loud, howling? I am making medicine for you! What are you urging?"

Feng Yin, who was interrupted by the melancholy temperament of sad spring and autumn, was impatient, turned his head and roared.

The tone of voice, you are very welcome, loud and loud, evil words.

As a doctor, and the only one who is impatient and reluctant, it is so awesome.

The two big men in the store looked aggrieved and didn't dare to make a sound for a long time.

You clearly didn't do anything and just stood there in a daze, taking some **** medicine?

You haven't opened that medicine bag!

However, when you have requests from others, not only do you not dare to speak, but you also do not dare to be angry.

One of them was covered in blood, and his chest collapsed, apparently with several broken ribs.

"What the hell, if he gets hurt in the future, don't send me here even if you throw it at the mass grave!"

The injured man lowered his voice and said angrily.

The big man beside him rolled his eyes: "Brother, you said this three times. The first two times, you didn't come..."

"It's really suffocating! It's so **** suffocating!"

The big man lying down was also full of anger: "I think I, Mr. Xu, are also the number one person, not to mention being interrupted by someone while performing a mission, and even going to this black-hearted Langzhong shop to be scolded! Think about it! I feel like I have no love for life, I can't wait to…”

Just as he was talking about this, Feng Yin walked in, folded his arms around his chest, tilted his head and slanted his eyes: "What do you want?"

Xu Laosan, who was still indignant at the last moment, changed his face in an instant: "I really want to set up a tablet for you, sir, it's a wonderful rejuvenation. I've been treated by you for several injuries... It's really... a genius doctor. This is your medical skill!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his thumb, with a flattering expression on his face: "Real doctors are kind-hearted, chivalrous and gentle, and they are truly role models through the ages..."

The big man next to him: "..."

Feng Yin came over with a face, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the collapsed part of Xu Laosan's chest.

The naked eye can see that the force is quite large.

Mr. Xu's face turned pale, and a miserable howl reached his throat and was held back, his breathing stopped for a moment.

"No, it's just three broken ribs, and I won't be able to die in a while..."

Feng Yin snorted: "How did it break this time?"

"Last night...going to perform a mission...cough...he was cut off by someone... The man cut off the beast was very vicious. Not only did he cut off our mission, he also punched me..."

Mr. Xu felt that he was ashamed, and the more he talked, the less confident he became.

That person is vicious?

Feng Yin's heart was suddenly unhappy, and his hand added a little more strength, pressing the broken bone to click.

"Ow~~~ uh... hisss..."

Mr. Xu's pain was excruciatingly painful, and his face became more and more dehumanized, but he never dared to shout out loud.

There is a reason for Fengyin's unhappiness.

It is rare to have a very simple task. The most critical task target is not far from his side, but when he went to eradicate the target, the three brothers Xu Lao also went to this task...

This is so obviously trying to pick my peaches?

How could Feng Yin be polite when dealing with such an inconsiderate person, so he naturally gave him a punch...

The conscience of heaven and earth, I have shown mercy, for the sake of the other party's more than one medical treatment in his own hospital...

Yes, this third Xu, who is treating a broken bone in the Fengyin shop, his injury... was beaten by the man in front of him...

One punch, three ribs.

For the sake of being Juntian's hand killer, Fengyin only punched.

Only three ribs were broken.

The real men are showing mercy!

Then he completed the task and left.

The quest reward this time is a steamed bun, a middle-level Yuan Li Pill, a middle-level Bigu Pill, and a low-level Washing Essence Pill.

"...The task has been completed, the completer: gentle. Sequence, 173,577, level, iron."

Ranked more than 170,000 in the iron medal...

Gentleness is the registered name of Fengyin's killer.

Mmmm, stage name.

Everything in the world is cruel.

Only death is eternal tenderness.

Of course, other people don't see it this way, they don't have such profound thoughts as Fengyin.

They only felt that this murderous executioner actually named it gentle...

It's really a pervert of Te Niang...

(4)

Iron plate!

Yes, after ten years of hard work, ten years of birth and death.

Fengyin has been successful as a poker-level killer of the Heavenly Hand. After experiencing the wood-colored wooden card, he went one step further and was promoted to become an iron-level killer.

The card card has become an iron card, an iron-colored iron card.

The cards evolve automatically, so don't worry about that.

Feng Yin was quite satisfied with his progress.

I even wanted to wash my hands in a golden pot and quit the arena.

Because the bronze medals, silver medals, gold medals, jade medals, amethysts, king-level, emperor-level, honorable, god-level, holy-level...

Fengyin said... If the plug-in doesn't work, I might be able to struggle to get to the silver medal, but the cards after that... I won't live to that time.

Maybe I won't be able to mix those cards in my life, and I've already become a card.

This line is too dangerous.

After all, the above is just the killer rating in Juntian's hands.

The more common martial artist ratings in the world... Well, Fengyin hasn't paid much attention to those things yet.

……

"Ready?"

"Then I'm up?"

After Fengyin finished speaking, he immediately started, leaving no time for the other party to react at all.

Quickly but rudely, he aligned Xu Laosan's broken bones one by one and connected them.

This is the basic operation, and the wind seal will still be able to.

During the process, Mr. Xu's miserable howl was simply earth-shattering.

This gentleman's treatment method is as rude and direct as killing a pig...

After this tossing, Mr. Xu's complexion turned sallow, his head was full of soy sweat, and his eyes were almost sticking out of his sockets.

clack clack...

"That's right, it's just a section, not several sections. This kind of breakage can recover quickly. You're lucky."

Feng Yin wiped her hands and comforted her, with a rare warmth in her tone. - hehe, unexpected

Poor Mr. Xu can't even utter a word now, and his moaning is exhausted, and he can't feel any warmth or anything at all.

I'm so virtuous, and you say I'm lucky...

Feng Yin didn't talk nonsense, and grabbed a few herbs.

I remember that there are two or three kinds of them, which are symptomatic. As for the others... Anyway, they can't kill people, especially Huanglian. The more the better, the better. This thing is the best to clear the heat and eliminate the fire.

Done!

Snapped!

A slap was slapped on the wound.

In the cadence of Xu Laosan's high-pitched screams, Fengyin said with ease: "It's over! After a few days of rest, you'll be a hero again... It's really a blessing for you to meet me. "

Mr. Xu was trembling, and the aftermath of the pain was still coming, almost without pain.

I was slapped by your slap, and it would take twenty years for me to be a hero... I'm really lucky!

Although the brother Xu Laosi next to him was not injured, he was sweating profusely from fright... This way of treating injuries is really scary!

Conscience Medical Center...

I went to the special uncle, this hospital, it really has no conscience...

"How much?"

"Give me five hundred taels of silver." Feng Yin wiped his hands and put it lightly.

"Five... five hundred taels?"

Xu Laosan changed his face and groaned: "You can just change your name, don't call it the Conscience Medical Center, let's call it the Conscience Medical Center..."

"I smashed the marrow of both of us and sold it, and I don't have five hundred taels..."

Feng Yin raised his eyebrows and said unhappily: "How do you talk? The labor and capital are good-hearted, treating diseases and saving people, and the price has always been clearly marked, and the old people are not deceived. How can you lose your conscience when you arrive? No, but this time... still have to pay, by the way, aren't the two of you known as iron-clad killers? How come you can't even get a mere five hundred taels? You can't even get together?? "

After the two came in, they were discussing, and there was no shyness or confidentiality. Feng Yin could hear the conversation between the two clearly even if he covered his ears. com~ But my heart was puzzled and speechless, but it also synchronized: Why do you not pay attention to confidentiality, you are so careless, and you are still a killer? Or an iron-level killer of the same level as Lao Tzu?

But Lao Tzu never said that he was a killer, and he didn't dare to mention a word, okay?

"You can't even take out five hundred taels. What a shame for that hand!"

The contempt in Feng Yin's words is even more contemptuous.

Everyone is also an iron brand. I have the extra money to open a shop, and even I am worth a lot of money, but the two of you are so poor! ?

Xu Laosan was so aggrieved that he was about to cry: "You also said that we are just iron-brand killers... Iron-brand is a piece of shit? The lowest level of junk, it's hard to say, but it doesn't sound good, it's weird to have so much money. …”

Grass!

Feng Yin's face turned black.

You are a fart, I can't be a fart!

You talk and talk to yourself, can I be the same as you?

Next to Xu Laosi, he continued to sell miserably: "How much money can you make with a mere iron card? And our brothers have just been promoted... The second time the boss was shot, his three ribs were broken... Make money? Where to go? To make money? The medical expenses this time are all pure compensation...Iron card, iron card is a bird..."

District iron plate! ?

Is the iron card a bird?

Fengyin felt that he had been stabbed again, and suddenly felt an abnormal suffocation in his chest. Although he himself knew that the iron card was indeed not on the table in the Juntian hand killer level sequence, but he heard such words from other people's mouths. uncomfortable.

Grandma's drop...Isn't iron plate eating your rice?

How can I look down on the iron card so much!

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The new book has been published, the first chapter is a big chapter, 9,000 words.

I am back, my brothers.