In the empty abandoned chemical factory, except for nine corpses, there was no one else.
Qin Shiming's sudden words made the whole factory look particularly strange. Although the sun had already come out, it made people feel chilly behind their backs.
"Owner."
After the words fell, Qisha jumped down from the roof, glanced at the corpses on the ground, and couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue.
Qisha is a killer, so naturally he cannot be afraid of corpses and dead people. He is the one who shocked Qin Shiming!
The entire rescue process, not the massacre process, was witnessed by Qisha with his own eyes.
There was another person who witnessed Qisha with his own eyes - Lao Gui.
A dog that was just adopted by Qin Shiming.
The old ghost appeared one step later than Qisha. He set up a sniper rifle in the opposite factory building, but without giving him a chance to shoot, all nine people were knocked down.
In the sniper scope, Laogui actually sees things more clearly than Qisha.
"Hmm."
Qin Shiming nodded, sat on the stone pier nearby, took a puff of cigarette, and then said: "Cut off all their heads and send them to the foot pot chicken as quickly as possible."
"Also, tell Masao Takada that if you dare to take action against my people again, I will personally go to Takada and destroy the Takada family!"
Qin Shiming's voice was not loud, but his voice was domineering.
After repeated provocations, if you don't respond back, why do you still call me a man?
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't leave for a while because of his troubles, Qin Shiming would have wanted to kill the chickens in order to give the Takada family a show of strength and kill a few more chickens to add to the fun.
This is already the second time that Foot Pot Chicken has kidnapped Dong Siqi!
"Yes, Master."
Qisha took the order and asked the old ghost and the two to arrange the corpses neatly first, and then prepared to get a machete, which was just like Bao Gong's dog-headed guillotine. It cut one head at a time, which was easy and enjoyable.
"Killing is also an art."
Qin Shiming spoke up at this time: "Sometimes it is not necessary to use a big knife to completely cut off the enemy's head. For example, a piece of string can be used to fly a kite, and it has also cut many people's necks."
"Why?"
"Because it's fast."
"right."
Qin Shiming nodded and continued: "The only martial arts in the world that can't be defeated is speed. As long as you are fast enough, in fact, anything can be used. Even a leaf can kill someone."
"Since you're after speed, why not use a gun?"
The old ghost rarely talks, and he also knows how terrifying Qin Shiming is, but he still likes to use guns to solve battles.
Just now, as long as Qin Shiming gave the signal, he could kill the eight people one by one without leaving any trace before they took action.
Want it quickly?
The old ghost is not only a sharpshooter, but also a fast shooter!
"The gun is indeed a good thing. As the saying goes: a gun is faster from seven steps away, but within seven steps..."
"Is it fast to punch within seven steps?"
I have heard this sentence before, it is often said in martial arts TV series.
"No, within seven steps the gun is not only fast but also accurate."
Qin Shiming shook his head and said, "It's just that you're not fast enough."
"Practice hard."
After giving the two of them a look, Qin Shiming walked away with a cigarette in his mouth.
As for how much the two of them can comprehend, it depends on their own destiny.
Ancient martial arts is a metaphysics.
People who have no strength say that ancient martial arts is useless, and it is just like many people saying that Tai Chi is useless and slow, and is only suitable for old men and ladies to exercise, and can only be used for performances. It is far less practical than Taekwondo.
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In fact, it’s not that Tai Chi is useless, it’s the people who practice it.
It’s not that Tai Chi doesn’t have practical capabilities, it’s just that some people who practice Tai Chi don’t have practical capabilities.
There is a saying that is very good.
It’s not that reading is useless, it’s that the few books you read are useless.
Both have nine years of compulsory education, so why do you stand out better?
This is called talent!
After dusting off his butt, Qin Shiming stopped a taxi at the intersection outside and headed back to the city center. He originally planned to go directly to the company and have a good chat with Dong Siqi, but he didn't want Lin Zhengkun to call him.
The bullshit Korean doctors from South Korea are here!
Korean medicine?
Ah bah!
A luxury motorcade arrived at the Imperial Hotel in Jianghai City.
As soon as the car stopped, twenty bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses stepped out one after another and surrounded the Rolls-Royce in the middle, as if they were a national leader.
Full of style!
The car door opened, and a gray-haired old man got out of the car. The old man was short and thin, and his two eyes were severely sunken, but no one dared to look down upon this old man.
He is Han Zhiwen, the founder of Namjoon Mercury Group!
Mercury Group is the largest industry in South Korea and the pillar industry of South Korea.
Of course, the kimchi of South Korea is more famous than South Korea itself.
"Grandpa, watch your step."
Immediately afterwards, a young woman got out of the car. She was tall and had smooth skin. She was wearing a light blue dress that could not cover up the woman's graceful figure. A pair of white sneakers exuded youth and vitality.
This is a very beautiful woman.
However, everyone knows that almost all the women in South Korea are carved from the same mold. Without getting started, no one can tell whether they are real beauties or fake beauties.
"Ahem."
Han Zhiwen coughed twice, and the woman quickly handed over the handkerchief.
There was a pool of blood on it.
"grandfather!"
The woman's expression changed drastically.
"Don't worry, I won't die yet. Let's go into the hotel. I want to rest for a while first."
Han Zhiwen frowned, straightened his back, and slowly entered the hotel surrounded by bodyguards and entourage.
The woman took a step slower, waiting for the middle-aged man carrying the medicine box behind her.
"Doctor Park, grandpa just vomited blood again. Can you prescribe a prescription to control his condition first?"
Dr. Park, whose name is Park Buk-sung, claims to be the number one miracle doctor in South Korea. He has praised Korean medicine and belittled traditional Chinese medicine on many occasions. At the same time, Park Buk-sung is Han Zhiwen's health care doctor and personal doctor.
This time when I came to Jianghai, I not only wanted to meet the traditional Chinese medicine doctors of the Yanhuang Kingdom, but also wanted to cure Han Zhiwen's illness.
Han Zhiwen has been ill for more than three years, but has not found any effective method so far. His health is getting worse and worse, and now he has reached a point where there is no cure.
Press it? How?
"I'll try my best. I've already contacted the relevant personnel of the Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. Let's discuss Mr. Han's condition together. What do you think?"
"Okay, hold on tight!"
The woman could only nod in agreement, and then followed the large troops into the hotel.
Han Zhiwen took a rest under the arrangement of the staff. Here Pu Bucheng also met with the Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. It was none other than Chen Hongru, the director of Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and Lin Zhengkun, the director of Jianghai People's Hospital, the first in Jinling.
Bai Changfeng, director of the hospital, and three others.
"You three, I haven't seen you for a while. How are you?"
Pu Bucheng knew the three people in front of him, and he had read a lot of Chinese medicine papers published by Bai Changfeng, as well as some case analyses, etc. In his heart, he looked down on Chinese medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine is just plagiarizing Korean medicine.
"Tomorrow is the medical exchange meeting. Why did you invite us over today?"
Chen Hongru frowned, his face full of displeasure.
Because Pu Bucheng's outfit today is very traditional Chinese medicine.