Dozo America

Dan﹒

Milk was talking there, but Zhen Fan was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. Is it hard to believe that vampires, werewolves and the like really exist in the world? No wonder Americans dare to make their most respectable people into movies.

President Lincoln is portrayed as a fighter fighting vampires.

Isn't this a little too funny?

Zhen Fan looked at the old man speechlessly. You can't brag anymore. There are aliens in this world. They are all possessors of superpowers. This is what American science fiction blockbusters brag about.

"What I'm saying is, you can decide for yourself whether you believe it or not!" Dan.

Milk, an old fox, actually threw the result to Zhen Fan again, which made it clear. I said it, believe it or not.

"Compared with those vampires and werewolves, I prefer to listen to your stories of Benjamin Wallace and Sid Fritsch. In other words, the owners of the two energies in Los Angeles, one is from China.

Lash, one comes from Fritsch, right? So...are you on Wallace's side or Fritsch's side?"

"Wallace!" Milk said calmly.

"That is to say, Wallace is actually your supreme leader. Where is the elder? Who is he?" Zhen Fan had a smile on his lips.

"Under Professor Wallace, even when they are old, the abilities they acquire are all given by Professor Wallace, so... they must be loyal to Professor Wallace, because the professor can give it, and he can take it back.

." Milk said calmly.

"What about you? Are you a special case?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but look at Milk, "Why aren't you the owner of that ability? Also, what are you using the souls you collected before?"

"Me? Of course I am a special case!" Milk couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Because I have disdained such things since I was a child, but I have to be involved in it. My original name has not been used for a long time. But

…My original name is Dan Wallace, and I am the son of Professor Wallace!”

"Ah ha -" Zhen Fan was stunned, then he made a haha ​​without saying anything, and said with a forced smile, "This... you don't have to tell me at all."

"Nothing, just some bizarre experiences when I was a child. Because my father studied the energy contained in that meteorite and tried every means to extract the energy for his own use, almost to the point of obsession and madness. My mother because of his neglect

, died alone on the hospital bed, so...I can't forgive him."

Speaking of which, Dan.

Milk sighed and shook his head, feeling somewhat nostalgic about the past.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to reveal your sad story!" Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders, "Is your father still there? I want to see that meteorite!"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't be able to do this. My father is dying and no one knows where he is unless he wants to come out. And as you said, we collect souls just to use them.

To extend one's own life. This is also consistent with the laws of nature. Energy cannot always exist, it is always consumed bit by bit. When it is exhausted, the life of the person who possesses this energy will come to an end.

At the end."

Milk looked at Zhen Fan: "But I found that you are not like this. You have no energy yourself, but you can use the energy of nature. This is an amazing miracle!"

So that's it. Zhen Fan shook his head and sighed. It seems that no matter which force they are, they have mastered an ability that can directly convert souls into energy. Obviously, sometimes in order to improve their abilities

, or in order to extend their own lives, people from these two forces are using their souls to do some ulterior things, and then collect more souls for their own use. This way they can avoid attracting the attention of society and government departments!

"Okay, I have one more question left!" Zhen Fan turned his body and sat in a comfortable position, "Who is controlling Jennifer's soul? Is it Fritsch's?"

"Maybe, I can't say anything without evidence, but... judging from my many years of living experience in Los Angeles, only Fritsch's people would do this. End a person's life in the most cruel way.

Life, bring more killings, I can’t think of anyone else besides them!”

"Aren't you the same?" Zhen Fan glanced at Milk.

"Of course we are too, but... there are always some people who deserve to die, just like the hostess of the cafe, she had an affair with someone behind her husband's back and prepared to murder his husband." Milk said eloquently.

, "And the young people on that kilometer, Alyssa, Zach, Joey, Broy and Laura, do you know what they have done before? They all seem to be normal people, but they all have darkness.

On the other hand, I have done some things that make people angry..."

"Stop, Mr. Milk, I'm not here to listen to your story." Zhen Fan interrupted Milk's topic, shook his head and sighed, "No matter how you label yourself, you are not a judge and cannot represent God.

Punishing them, like the Pharaoh pretending to be the God of Death, is also very offensive!"

"I know, I know we cannot represent God, but...my father doesn't think so. He thinks that since God gave him the meteorite, then...he is God's messenger and has the right to punish those who have done so.

A person who does evil things, he thinks he is an angel, so

Only then would he pull out those old men and Pharaoh’s people to feed him and do things for him, representing God to punish those who do evil.” Milk smiled bitterly and shook his head, “This is one of the reasons why I don’t want to come into contact with those energies.

One, because...we have never been God’s judges.”

"Okay, let's leave this matter as it is. I don't care what you do, nor what Fritsch's people do, but there is one thing I need to tell you, and I hope you can contact Fritsch's people.

Come on, tell me something, if anyone messes with me or my friends, I won’t be lenient!"

Zhen Fan said, stood up and stretched out his hand towards Milk.

"But thank you very much. You told a very nice story, and... you are still pushing for Chinese medicine to be included in medical insurance. I am very grateful for this. Okay, I just said it in the lobby

If so, be sure to remember that this is good for you!"

"I know!" Milk nodded, and when he saw Zhen Fan walking to the door, he couldn't help shouting, "Zhen, wait a minute, I have a request!"

"Request?" Zhen Fan turned around and looked at Milk.

"In a few days, Mr. President will come to me. He is here to seek help, so I would like to ask you to come over, because... Mr. President suffers from a very rare heart and lung disease. Various medical treatments are required.

We have tried all means, and we have also done some treatment for him, but... the effect is always not obvious!"

"Mr. President? That...Chocolate President?" Zhen Fan was stunned, "Does he know about you? Or have you always been doing things for the government?"

Milk shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. The meaning was obvious and he couldn't deny it.

"God, how many things have you not told me? Can they tolerate you doing this?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but slapped his forehead, "Don't tell me that Fritsch also works for the government."

"Of course he is not, he is a person wanted by the government!" Milk smiled, "This is the only thing I didn't tell you, so... you know, if this background is added, many things can be explained.

Yes. This is why my father insists that he is enforcing the law on earth on behalf of God!"

"Your father... is really arrogant!" Zhen Fan said very rudely.

Milk actually nodded and agreed with Zhen Fan's opinion.

"Zhen, if you can, I hope you can come and help me once. Mr. President's condition is likely to kill him, and... Chinese medicine has entered the medical insurance. If you get the support of Mr. President, then... it will be successful."

Unexpectedly good effect.”

"President Chocolate's health care reform?" Zhen Fan suddenly thought of a very ambitious health care reform plan advocated by President Chocolate, which would cost 871 billion U.S. dollars within ten years to cover 94% of the United States' health care reform.

The population of the United States will be included in the medical insurance system, solving the problem of 47 million Americans without medical insurance and 40 million people with incomplete medical insurance, making it difficult to see a doctor.

If we take this opportunity to include traditional Chinese medicine in the scope of medical insurance, even across the United States instead of just in California, this will be a very, very good result.

"I'll give it a try!" Zhen Fan agreed without much thought.

It would be a fool not to agree at this time. It is obvious that Milk also wants to take this opportunity to have a closer relationship with them, but as long as it does not threaten the lives of himself and his friends, he doesn't care.

"I am very happy to have this meeting with you. To be honest, I have benefited a lot!" Zhen Fan did not hide his feelings of benefit, and happily shook hands with Milk and said goodbye.

"Looking forward to your visit again!" Milk smiled and watched Zhen Fan leave.

"The vase has been moved to the corner, what should we do with the ginkgo tree?" The housekeeper came over and said to Milk, "If it is in front of the door again, it will look a bit weird and affect the overall beauty!"

"Follow Mr. Zhen's instructions. The two places he designated must be planted today." Milk turned back and looked at the housekeeper, "Don't worry about whether it's beautiful or not. Even if it's just for him to come to my place next time, I will

We have to plant the tree up too, do you know why?”

"To let him know how much you value his words?"

"Yes, just for this, I should plant the tree up! Okay, man, I'm a little tired, but I still have something to gain today. At least his impression of us has changed. Although he doesn't say it, but

I know his heart is changing, this is a gratifying progress!" Milk slowly climbed the stairs. (To be continued...)