"Dicheng is still alive??" In the abandoned factory on the outskirts, Long Yi stared at Long Wu with his cold eyes like poisonous snakes: "Are you questioning my ability? Di Cheng weighs three swords, and the swords are deep to the bones and muscles; the fangs are sharp.
The poison was prepared by me myself, and it was extremely poisonous; I personally saw Di Cheng suffer a poisonous attack and fall into a coma. I can 100% guarantee that Di Cheng will never survive!"
The rest of the people in the factory also stopped their work one after another and turned to look at Long Wu. Is this the news that they have learned after being out for six days?
Faced with everyone's doubts, Long Wu felt bursts of pressure, and he didn't want to believe the news, but...
"After Di Cheng fell into coma that night, he was immediately sent to the city's Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital for emergency rescue. We can't confirm whether he survived. But there are three things that are very suspicious. First, the Guards have not left the hospital since that day.
And that area, especially the special care area on the 11th floor, was completely sealed off and no one was allowed to enter, including nurses and doctors. Secondly, Wei Yehua continued to purchase medicinal herbs from major drug dealers, and so far there has been no sign of stopping.
Third, the Wei family regularly delivers meals to the hospital three times a day, including not only ordinary box lunches, but also meals specially cooked with herbs. If Di Cheng is dead, what is the explanation for the above three points? Is it just a mystery? "
Everyone's expressions gradually became solemn. If what Long Wu said is true, then according to normal reasoning, Di Cheng...may not really be dead!!
Can……
They were extremely confident in Long Yi's assassination ability. As the leader of the Dragon slaves, there was no need to lie. How could Di Cheng still survive when he was poisoned?
"Wait, medicinal herbs?" Long Yi suddenly said.
"It's medicinal herbs. Wei Yehua purchased medicinal herbs from well-known drug dealers in Northeast, North China, Central China and other large areas at high prices."
"Is there a definite list of medicinal herbs?" Long Yi climbed down from the high beam.
"Yes, this is the purchase details of Wei Yehua, including the required quantity." Long Wu handed the drug list he summarized to Long Yi.
"Snake-eye grass, sleepy tea, tree zygoma..." Long Yi whispered the names of the medicines above, and listed them from top to bottom according to the quantity and proportion. After a moment, his expression changed slightly: "No, this is...poison?!!
This combination is a poison."
"Is it necessary to fight fire with fire?" a member of the first team came up and asked.
"Impossible." Long Yi shook his head slowly, frowned and thought for a long time: "Unless..."
"Unless what?"
Long Yi narrowed his eyes and stared at Long Wu: "Have you noticed anyone around Di Cheng during this period?"
"There are no signs of activity for the time being. Oh, by the way, there seems to be signs of activity by the original Tidal Spider Web Force. What's wrong?"
Long Yi was silent, his eyes changing with uncertainty. He had a deep research on poisons and could be absolutely sure that the herb ratio on the medicine list could only harm people, not save them, unless they had other secret medicines.
, that is to say, there is a poison master beside Di Cheng. Is it the dissector Fang Zhongshou?
"Boss, what's wrong? What did you think of?" Long Si, who was lying on the mattress half asleep, asked.
"Perhaps Di Cheng is really not dead." Long Yi looked at his hands, which were covered in bandages and in unbearable pain. His eyes flashed sharply. After paying such a heavy price, he, Di Cheng, was still alive!!!
Long Si raised his eyes and looked at Long Yi, and said calmly: "Don't get carried away. Di Cheng is not dead, I'm afraid he only has half a life left. He can't even hope to return to his full glory in a year and a half. This game...
…We’re going to win.”
"Have you found out the news about Long Er?" At this time, Chen Zun's voice suddenly came from the chaotic courtyard.
Long Wu quickly came outside and soon found a familiar figure on top of the abandoned large boiler. "Gang Leader."
"Are you at the Wei Family Villa?" Chen Zun stood quietly against the night wind, looking at the hazy full moon above his head with hazy eyes. If Di Cheng had died so easily, it would have been impossible to establish the current Tianmen underworld dynasty, so at the beginning
When he got the news, he didn't have high hopes. He was still concerned about Long Er.
He had no children in his life. When he was young, he had no time to care about others and devoted himself to the pursuit of martial arts. However, as he got older, he gradually began to value relationships, so he gradually treated Long Er as his goddaughter. Now she is in the hands of the enemy.
, became a prisoner, and as a half-father, he was most anxious.
Long Wu said respectfully: "I sneaked into the villa secretly and did not find the second leader. Later, I asked the nanny there and learned that she had been transferred to the hospital five days ago."
"Can you confirm the specific location?"
"The security there is very tight, so I can't be sure, but the general location can be guessed. It should be in the special care ward area, under the care of the Guards."
"Special care unit..." Chen Zun whispered to himself several times, then suddenly jumped down and landed on the roof next to the boiler. He curled up slightly and jumped up like a falcon, flying towards the distant night sky.
"Gang leader!!" Long Wu was shocked. Are you going to save Long Er? The gang leader is too impulsive!
Although Di Cheng didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the people under him were definitely not easy people, and according to his observation, the spider web intelligence agents scattered near the hospital all had guns in their hands, and there were even snipers on the commanding heights of nearby buildings. In order to
To protect the safety of the hospital, they have not hesitated to violate the rules of the underworld and use firearms. Although the gang leader is strong, how can he be stronger than the muzzles surrounded by guns?!
In a hurry, Long Wu quickly called his brothers in the factory and quickly chased him in the direction where Chen Zun disappeared.
The moonlight tonight is very beautiful. There is no cold light or complete cover, but it is hazy, with a somewhat dreamlike beauty. Chen Zun galloped alone under the moon, walking along the dim corners of the city.
As he approached the city, he couldn't bear the thought of his goddaughter being held in the hands of the enemy all the time, let alone the threats he might encounter in the future.
So Long Er must be rescued, and not before Di Cheng recovers!
He is very confident in his own strength. As long as Di Cheng doesn't stop him, it's impossible for the small guards and spider web troops to stop him!
The only one who might be a little worried is Fang Zhongshou.
Before approaching the hospital, Chen Zun slowly slowed down his pace. He was confident but not arrogant. He could not alert the people around him, so he would not be stupid enough to "tease" arrogantly.
Approaching quietly and sneaking in quietly, Chen Zun used unique steps, his body was light and silent, and his bright eyes had already spotted the extremely small black shadow in the distance. If the prediction was correct, it should be the outermost security force.
Now, the distance is less than 500 meters.
Holding his hands together and tightening them, Chen Zun sneaked in quietly while preparing to fight at any time.
What's scary is that before he walked ten meters, a cold and hoarse voice floated out from the side without any warning: "I've been waiting for a long time, Evil Lord Chen Zun."
With a thump in his heart, Chen Zun turned around and stared at the ghostly figure... Fang Zhongshou!
His eyes swept around, and his body gradually tensed up, ready to fight at any time: "Don't you feel that your lingering ghost is annoying?"
"It's a dirty trick, you violated the rules." Fang Zhongshou's emotionless eyes locked on Chen Zun through the red lenses.
"There are no rules in this game. Throughout history, heroes have never been judged by process, only by success or failure! What exactly did Di Cheng promise you? Until now, you are still working for him wholeheartedly. Is it worth it?"
"I hate nonsense, it's meaningless." Fang Zhongshou's answer was cold and dry.
"So, you are determined to stop tonight?"
"If you are here for Long Er, I advise you to return here."
"What if I say no?"
"I don't mind dissecting the corpse of the evil lord."
"Hmph!" Chen Zun snorted coldly and stared at Fang Zhongshou closely: "Do you really think you are invincible? Attacking acupuncture points is better because of the weirdness, but once you are on guard, it will lose its effect. You should be better than me in this regard
Clearly. I can’t bear to attack my former friends, but that doesn’t mean I won’t!”
"I remind you as a former friend, go back! You are not allowed to step foot here within three months, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Chen Zun didn't take it seriously. He slowly raised his tense right hand and pointed diagonally at Fang Zhongshou: "Let me experience the style of lower acupuncture points."
"Let's give you something another day." Fang Zhongshou's cuffs shook, a black box fell into his hand, and he pressed it with his fingertips.
"Ah!! Di Cheng, you beast, let me go."
"Let go!!"
"ah……"
"Get off me and let me go!!"
Stab!!
……………………
In an instant, the empty alley was filled with sharp screams and angry curses, accompanied by the creaking of beds and the sounds of violent struggles and collisions. This kind of sound and noise can easily lead people to death.
Entering the artistic conception and causing infinite reverie.
Chen Zun, who was about to attack, suddenly paused, his eyes fixed on the black box that was playing the sound. After a moment, his pupils slowly dilated, and extremely cold murderous intent surged out like ripples.
"Dicheng!!" Green veins appeared on the surface of the body, and a voice like ice slag shook out from between the tightly clenched teeth.
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