City Invincible Medical Saint

"I am here to officially inform His Excellency President Ferdinand and the South African government that those Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctors and everyone in the hospital are dead." Richard Cronin said proudly.

The atmosphere in the President's office suddenly fell into dead silence.

Rehola asked eagerly: "What did you say? They are all dead? How did you know?"

"Of course I don't have such an ability, but there are people in South Africa who do, and I think you all know it." Richard Cronin said with a smile.

Everyone present could not help but feel their hearts sink, and their expressions changed slightly.

The meaning of Richard Cronin's words is obvious. Those who can do this must be the dark forces, and those who can get Richard Cronin to come and deliver the message must be the dark forces who are not weak in power.

Rehola said angrily: "Why did they do this?"

"Because Chinese traditional medicine should not appear in South Africa." Richard Cronin raised his eyebrows and said proudly.

Rehola understood and stared angrily, "Is it you?"

"It's me." Richard Cronin laughed triumphantly and said threateningly: "Everyone, please remember in the future that medical and health issues in South Africa are decided by our organization Medical Without Borders. If you If you introduce Chinese traditional Chinese medicine and other messy medicine to South Africa, you will probably be the ones who disappear."

After everyone heard this, they were shocked and angry.

They are all high-ranking figures in South Africa, and among them is President Ferdinand, who is in charge of power.

"Richard Cronin!" Ferdinand shouted angrily: "Which secret force is supporting you?"

Richard Cronin smiled and said: "Your Excellency, it is better not to know."

"Is there anything else in Nanfei that I shouldn't know?" Ferdinand said angrily.

"Okay, since you want to know so much, let me tell you that the one who did this is the Black Witch Altar." Richard Cronin said slowly and coldly.

There was a moment of dead silence in the office, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

Ferdinand's expression became even stiffer, his eyes full of fear.

The Black Witch Altar is the most terrifying dark force in South Africa, with vicious and cruel methods.

Even though Ferdinand had the support of several dark forces behind him, he did not have the courage to go to the Black Witch Altar to settle accounts for such an incident.

Because it's not worth it.

Seeing that everyone was shocked, Richard Cronin chuckled proudly and said, "Now that you know it, it's clear what to do in the future, right? Haha!"

Richard Cronin laughed, turned and walked out.

In the office, Ferdinand and others looked pale.

"Your Excellency, is this the case? There are so many lives, so many doctors, and even if we don't pursue the case, the Chinese side will pursue it." Rehola said angrily with a mix of shock and anger.

"So what?"

Ferdinand smiled bitterly and said, "We have no way to stop what the Black Witch Altar is doing."

At this point, he sighed and continued: "It has been three days since the incident happened. It's time to give the Chinese Embassy an answer. Tell them the inside story of this matter. This is no longer a problem that can be solved between governments. Okay, let them China find a way."

Rehola stamped her feet depressedly and was about to walk out.

I heard a scream suddenly coming from outside, and then I saw Richard Cronin, who had just left the office, crashed through the office door and fell in awkwardly. wavv

The next second, several figures walked in.

Everyone in the room was startled and looked up in astonishment.

"Is it you? Miss Song Wushuang!"

Rehola's eyes suddenly lit up and she shouted in surprise.

One of the few people who came in was Song Wushuang.

There were four Chinese people beside Song Wushuang. They were strong men from the ancient Chinese clan. Their cultivation was unfathomable. They came under the orders of Emperor Xuanyuan.

Song Wushuang nodded towards him, with a desolate look on his face, walked up to Richard Cronin as if no one else was around, and said coldly: "You just said that this was done by the Black Witch Altar, right?"

Richard Cronin was kicked away by Song Wushuang just now. The pain caused severe pain in his internal organs. He said in horror: "Yes...yes..."

"Is it the black witch altar you hooked up with?" Song Wushuang asked in a cold voice.

"I...it's me, I just want to drive you away. It's the Black Witch Altar that wants to kill you, it has nothing to do with me..." Richard Cronin felt the murderous intention in Song Wushuang and said timidly.

Song Wushuang's beautiful face was cold, and her fingers gently touched Richard Cronin's forehead, "You can die."

Richard Cronin's body suddenly froze, like a deflated balloon, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, killing him on the spot.

Killing Richard Cronin, Song Wushuang was as simple as killing a chicken. He turned around and said to the four ancient strong men around him: "Without further delay, let's rush to the Black Witch Altar now."

The four strong men looked at each other and nodded.

"etc."

Rehola said suddenly.

Song Wushuang paused, "Deputy Minister Rehola, what can you do?"

She still has a good impression of Deputy Minister Rehola. At least he is dedicated to the medical cause and has some conscience.

"Do you know what the Black Witch Altar is like? You..." Rehola said worriedly.

Song Wushuang said neatly: "Even if it is hell, we will go there."

At that time, Li Tianchen asked her to contact the Xuanyuan family and inform Emperor Xuanyuan about this. She was extremely anxious. At this moment, she finally brought the ancient clan strongman here, but she did not find Li Tianchen's whereabouts.

Now Song Wushuang was extremely anxious and wanted to go to the Black Witch Altar immediately, no matter what the Black Witch Altar was.

Rehola was suffocated, not expecting Song Wushuang's attitude to be so resolute.

"The Black Witch Altar is not hell, but it is a hundred times more terrifying than hell."

At this time, a cold and cold voice suddenly sounded, as if coming from all directions.

The expressions of the four ancient warriors changed slightly, and they all looked at the entrance of the gate.

A figure slowly walked out, followed by dozens of men in black robes with strong auras. It was Alvas Pender, the leader of the Black Witch Altar.

At this moment, Alvas Pende's face was full of anger, and the black wizards at the Black Witch Altar were also full of anger and murderous intent.

Ferdinand, the president of South Africa, looked at the crowd with a feeling of sadness and bitterness in his heart.

This is the heavily guarded presidential palace. No one can come in without being notified.

However, this group of people seems to be more free and free than their own back garden. What kind of world is this?