Han Huihui's face sluggishly, and a strange look flashed across her face, but then she adjusted and said to Qin Zihao: "The latest investigation results have been found on the matter of Zhao Zhicheng last time. ··命·命·命·命"

"Oh..." Qin Zihao glanced at Han Huihui.

Han Huihui continued to preach: "Then Zhao Zhicheng is a Taoist monk who is good at using talismans. He was met by people from our Five Mountains Hengshan Group when he fled to a neighboring province with his master Zhao San two months ago. Zhao San refused to recruit him from Hengshan Group. Zhao Zhicheng was absorbed and joined the Hengshan Group and became an outer member of the Hengshan Group."

Seeing that Qin Zihao didn't say anything, Han Huihui continued: "After joining the Hengshan Group, Zhao Zhicheng performed several tasks and gained the trust of the team members. Then he let him act freely outside like other team members. The assassination was taken over in the name of Zhao San, and Zhao Zhicheng participated in it, but the Five Mountains did not know that this assassination was not related to the Five Mountains Organization."

"Practice in private, no connection!" Qin Zihao said coldly.

Han Huihui took a deep breath, suppressing her usual hot and direct temper, her tone was softer, and she looked at Qin Zihao with beautiful eyes and said, "Qin Zihao, I know you have resentment in this matter. I also have a bad view of our Five Mountains Organization. But please calm down and think about it carefully. Even though our Five Mountains are a violent organization that cannot be publicly violated, we will never attack an ordinary citizen who has nothing to do. This incident is really just an accident. I don't want you to misunderstand us."

Qin Zihao looked at Han Huihui, who even had a look of begging in his eyes, and his heart trembled. He took a breath and said, "Anyway, Zhao Zhicheng is dead. As for the others, I don't want to understand and I don't want to get involved. This is what happened."

"Okay!" Han Huihui sighed lightly, with a little disappointment in her eyes, and said, "Then I'll leave."

At this moment, the waiter came with the food. Qin Zihao said to Han Huihui who was about to get up, "If you haven't eaten, just have a meal. I ordered a lot, don't waste it."

Hearing this, Han Huihui's heart moved, sat down, nodded slightly to Qin Zihao, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "Thank you!"

Not long after Qin Zihao and Han Huihui started eating, they were sitting next to them at two tables. A young man in a white robe shouted unhappily to the waiter around him: "This is your medicinal food. It's simply garbage and it's so unpalatable. Call your boss over."

Although the waiter was angry, he still went to call the boss.

The young man in white robe was still picking on the food on the table with disdain and said dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa, at this level. I think there is no need to come to Luocheng. We are wasting time."

Next to the young man with white robe, there was also a black robe and round glasses sitting. It looked quite like an old man dressed in a university professor during the Republic of China.

After hearing the words of the young man in white robe, the corner of his mouth raised slightly and said, "Medicinal food is one of the branches of traditional Chinese medicine in my country, and it can be regarded as a reflection of traditional Chinese medicine skills. This is just an ordinary restaurant with the name of medicinal food. It is naturally incomparable to our "Shanyuantang". We don't need to hold too much hope."

Although the tone of the old man in black robe was calm, he clearly had a sense of pride in his words.

The young man in white robe curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Grandpa, let alone compare with our Shanyuantang. Even if he compares with the Ding family, he really can't make any move..."

The young man in white robe had to continue talking. The owner of the hotel walked over with a smile and said with a pleasing smile: "I wonder what suggestions do you have for my food?"

"Suggestions!" the young man in white robe sneered, saying, "What other suggestions can I have for this kind of thing? I will keep it in my house and don't eat it if I feed it."

Hearing this, the boss's face couldn't help but look a little ugly, but he still forced a smile and said, "If you two are not satisfied, we can make another copy."

"Redo it! No need. At your level, what other signs of medicinal food are used? I think it's just sheep-headed dog meat. Like your Chinese medicine doctors in Luocheng, they are all very good at playing, and they are not at all good." The young man in white robe said sarcastically without any mercy.

Suddenly, not only the boss, but also many diners around showed anger expression. After all, almost all the locals present were from Luocheng, but at this moment, they were so sarcastic by the young man in white robe, so they were naturally dissatisfied.

But the young man in white robe seemed to be unable to see the sarcasm of others and continued to speak out: "A small city is a small city. Anything big is going to be blown to the sky. I heard that there was a young Chinese medicine grand prix recently, which actually made a 22-year-old kid a judge. His name was Qin Zihao or a president. This is ridiculous. They are all virtues and just filling in the numbers."

Before he knew it, the young man in white robe fired a gun and pointed the gun at Qin Zihao, making Han Huihui and Qin Zihao on the table here frown.

The people in the other seats were even more angry when they heard Qin Zihao being humiliated. One of the burly middle-aged men slapped the table, walked over with great strides, glared at the young man in white robe, and shouted: "Boy, I endured the scolding just now. But if you insulted Dr. Qin, you must apologize!"

The young man in white robe curled his lips and said, "It's just a liar who seeks fame. Don't think about it if I want me, Zhao Xin, to apologize to him."

"You..." The burly middle-aged man was furious and almost punched the young man in white robe.

However, the old man in black robe next to him spoke in time, looking at the middle-aged man with interest, and asked, "Sir, you seem to respect that Dr. Xiao Qin very much. Is there any reason for this?"

"There is another reason? Isn't it just that it can hype and bewitch people's hearts?" The young man in white robe curled his lips disdainfully and said.

The old man in black robe glared at him, stopped him from continuing, and then looked at the middle-aged man.

After all, there was an old man in front of me. The middle-aged man suppressed the anger at the young man in his white robe and said, "Doctor Qin is not a liar, he is a miracle doctor, because my daughter El Gordon's fever was cured, and he saved my daughter's life. Therefore, I, Lao Liu, do not allow anyone to insult Dr. Qin."

Upon hearing this, many people who had received favor from Qin Zihao agreed.

"That's right, my disease was cured by Dr. Qin. And it's free."

"Doctor Qin's Rende Hall is low-cost and efficient, and his medical skills are very powerful. Why do you insult him?"

...

Listening to the sound in the hotel, Han Huihui looked at Qin Zihao and smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have such a high status in the hearts of the people of Luocheng."

Qin Zihao smiled faintly and said nothing.

The old man in black robe also looked thoughtful, but the young man in white robe still looked disdainful and said, "What are the Herger disease, what are the terminal illnesses? It's just that he is so swearing. This kind of minor problem is just a matter of medicine when he puts it in my Shanyuan Hall. I think Qin Zihao is just a liar who seeks fame. You fools are played around with him and applaud him one by one. It's so sad, alas!"
Chapter completed!