People in the dark medical world are a threat no matter where they go. If they are not restrained, they will do whatever they want in the outside world, and the whole world will be in chaos.
By that time, the military of various countries will intervene, and what awaits the dark medical community will also be a fatal blow, so the dark medical community has very strict control over internal personnel.
"Don't worry, I will definitely not do anything that harms the interests of other people." Du Ling'er knew the seriousness of the matter, and she nodded heavily.
"You can study here directly from now on." If he didn't have confidence in Du Ling'er's character, Yang Fei would not have brought her here.
"Deacon, the satellite link has been successful, and you can make calls now." Dong Zimo's voice came from the front.
Yang Fei looked up and at this moment, a projector emitted light and was projected on the screen in front of him.
An old man with white hair and beard wearing a Tang suit appeared in front of Ai. He was sitting on a chair and holding a medical book in his hand.
"Deacon Nine, Deacon Yang is looking for you!" Dong Zimo said respectfully when he saw the old man.
Deacon Ninth then put down the medical book and said, "Kid, are you in such a hurry to connect to me? Have you encountered any trouble again?"
"It's just two months ago that I broke your can of 500-year-old wine. Do you need to show off to me as soon as you come out? Deacon Ninth, you are getting more and more stingy." Yang Fei lit up a cigarette.
At this time, the Ninth Deacon couldn't sit still and said: "You kid, you said it lightly. Did anything else happen besides breaking my wine?"
"It seems that he has lost a little fire." Yang Fei coughed.
"Small fire? Can it be called a small fire if the entire wine castle is burned to the ground?" Deacon Ninth usually loves wine, so he specially bought an old piece of land to build a wine castle, which contains his various treasures.
But what he didn't expect was that Yang Fei wanted to drink wine secretly and accidentally caught fire, which burned most of his life's hard work and made the Ninth Deacon's heart bleed.
Yang Fei waved his hand and said: "What a big deal, I will bring you two bottles of good wine next time I visit you."
"You want to send me away with just two bottles of wine? Boy Yang, the relationship is finally settled. I, Lao Jiu, will remember you!" said Deacon Jiu.
"If I remember correctly, those two jars of wine were six hundred-year-old wine that I accidentally obtained from Taibai Mountain." Yang Fei flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said, "Since the Ninth Deacon doesn't want it, forget it."
"Six hundred years old wine?" The Ninth Elder opened his eyes wide, and a drop of saliva dripped from his mouth. It was obvious that his heart was moved, and he shouted loudly: "Get over here now!"
He didn't want Yang Fei to go there, but he wanted him to bring the wine with him.
"I will send it to you after I finish handling the matters at hand." Yang Fei shrugged, and then said seriously: "I encountered some difficult things here in Nanjing."
"Oh?" Deacon Ninth was a little surprised and said, "There are not many things that can make you feel troublesome. Tell me what's going on?"
"Someone is using Manbro here in Nanjing." Yang Fei's face darkened, and then he told the situation here, and by the way, Gao Xiaoxiao's current situation.
"How is it possible? Manbro has been sealed for more than a hundred years. How can there be Manbro outside?" The ninth deacon stood up, he was very shocked.
"If you don't believe it, you can come to Nanjing yourself." Yang Fei shrugged and said, "Now I just want to know how to get Manbulo's antidote."
