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"Hey, is there any training exchange in this area?" Wang Yao listened and heard.

"Yes, the world is big, there is nothing strange, he has talent, and he is willing to work hard. He is a neuropathy. He likes to kill people and even abuse himself. But it is undeniable that his success rate is extremely high. It is the trump card in the organization. "Zhong Liuchuan Road," just couldn't think of meeting Mr. here."

Just today, he is still worried that Wang Yao may be in danger. Although he knows that his body is very high, but the guy has a lot of means, and he has never lost his hand, but he does not want to be so easily defeated. There is no room for resilience.

“And is there a tendency to self-abuse?”

"Yes, very famous, it is said that the means to improve yourself is self-abuse training."

"Then he is not sick, he may not be cured." Wang Yao said with a smile, self-abuse is also a disease, mental illness, and sometimes mental illness is more terrible than physical illness.

After listening to Zhong Liuchuan, he was silent for a while.

"Sir, actually, I am a wicked person." When he said this sentence, he was very certified and solemn.

"I am not a judge." Wang Yao indulged for a while, "And, you helped me and saved my family."

The past is right or wrong, Wang Yao does not care, the wicked or the good guys, he can't control, he only looks at the present and the future, as he just said, Zhong Liuchuan helped him, and more than once, he is now Not a wicked person.

"Mr. Xie." After a glimpse of Zhong Liuchuan, he arched.

"Actually, I am very curious, the so-called organization you mentioned, nobody cares?"

In other countries, Wang Yao did not know that he was very clear about the domestic situation. The domestic control of controlled tools was very strict, not to mention such an organization engaged in the assassination industry.

"Of course, some people manage it, and there are people who have a very early idea. The domestic situation is different from that of foreign countries. It used to be very strict for a while. This organization almost disappeared, but they found a very suitable back pot. I can't cope with the past, and then I am so badly hurt and I have been crouching for a while."

“Who can organize such an organization?”

"I don't know, I know that there are very few people, yes, maybe the one who was killed by the gentleman knows." Zhong Liuchuan said.

"he?"

"Right, the last Assen was also the person inside."

"He is also?"

"Well, he is about the same level as me. We have also handed over, but he knows more than I can."

In an unexpected incident, a dinner of two people made Wang Yao accidentally touch the other side of the world. In a legend, something that he once believed to exist only in novels and movies is actually true. Maybe you are by your side.

"I was hiding from them. I didn't expect to find me so soon." Zhong Liuchuan said, "I will leave Anxin tomorrow with you."

Originally, he felt that things had passed and time had been long enough. They might have forgotten. He also wanted to live with his sister and normal people. I did not expect that everything would become a luxury.

"why?"

"I know what I shouldn't know. I don't know anyone, but it seems that they should know. Even if he fails, there will be other people coming. Staying here will only add trouble to the gentleman." "Chongliuchuan Road.

"Trouble, my troubles are still less, stay here?" Wang Yao is very sincere.

"Mr.?" Zhong Liuchuan did not expect Wang Yao to retain himself directly.

"Don't worry about getting me into trouble, that's it."

After listening to Zhong Liuchuan, he was silent for a while.

"Let me think about it."

"Okay, eat vegetables."

After eating, the two returned to the mountain village. More than nine o'clock in the night, the village is quiet.

When Wang Yao returned home, his parents had not slept, watching TV, but the obvious heart was not on the TV program. After hearing Wang Yao coming back, Zhang Xiuying came out from the back room.

"Is it okay?"

There was an accident in the village today, and one person died, and it has a great relationship with his son. This matter spreads very quickly. Almost everyone knows that they can worry about their son.

"Nothing, what can be done, you go to bed early, I went up the hill."

"Hey, slow down on the road."

In the night, Wang Yaofu went up the mountain again.

In the hut, a bonfire was lit up.

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In the middle of the night, the lights in the cabin were extinguished.

The next day, the morning, the sun is shining.

The medical hall is open for business.

"Okay." After Wen Yan's review, Wang Yaodao.

"Really?" Although I have already felt that my body is no longer a problem, but heard this from Wang Yao’s mouth, Wen Yu’s mother and son are still crying.

"Really."

"Great, great, thank you so much." Wen Hao did not know how to express his inner joy and express his gratitude to Wang Yao.

In some ways, this is a terminal illness, but Wang Yao is a magical cure. The price is that the only "interrupted paste" in the world has used more than a third.

The mother and the child left with great gratitude.

Life is the most important thing for everyone. Don't mention things like freedom.

Is it alive and alive, or is it a decent death?

Most people probably choose the former?

Lianshan County City Detention Center,

In a cell.

Asen stared at the window, which was a few feet flat. The whole person was very thin and his face was a strange red.

"Oh, I can't think of it, it's actually my home." He sighed.

Feeling shivering and biting his teeth, it seems to endure some kind of pain.

"No matter what, no matter what!"

When the sun shines through the window into this cell, he has closed his eyes in peace, and the sun shines on him.

"What, is the prisoner dead?"

"Yes."

"How come to die?"

"I don't know this, but it should not be suicide."

"Oh, trouble."

Even if they are here, the dead are a troublesome thing. They need to write a report. If they encounter some background prisoners, it will be even more troublesome.

"Hurry up and go through the process."

"Yes."

This news has not been around for a long time, Wang Yao also knows.

"died?"

"Yes, I died in the cell. I remember you said that he can't live for too long." Wang Mingbao, who told Wang Yao the news.

"Yes, he is sick, very rare." This, when he came to this mountain village to try to kill him, he already saw it.

"Hey, is it a sick killer?"

"Drink tea." Wang Yao poured him a glass of water.

"Thank you, um, this tea is good, is there still, give me a try."

"Yes, I will hold it."

The two brothers continued to chat about this, and outside the tree, they knew some irritating calls.

“How often have you started recently?”

"Well, look at your face is not very good, have to pay attention, money, did not earn that said."

"I know, even if I am ill, isn't there still you?" Wang Mingbao said with a smile.

This buddy of his own, even the terminal illness can be cured, part-time is the reincarnation of the doctor.

"It’s still okay without disaster."

In fact, every process of illness and treatment is the destruction of the body. The lighter ones have nothing to do. They can make up for it. The heavy ones are serious damage to the body's source. Seriously, the general methods can't be repaired, such as moving once. Surgery.

somebody is coming.

Wang Yao heard the knock on the door and saw a person coming in.

Not a patient, but a clock.

"Mr."

"Sit, drink tea." Wang Yaodao.

"I think about it, or leave it." Zhong Liuchuan's answer surprised Wang Yao.

"why?"

"I know that they are terrible. If they are attached to the bones, they will not get stuck."

"Oh, you think that you are gone, they will not come back here, will not find us trouble? You have been here, they must send someone to investigate."

"This?"

"Actually, I want you to stay and be selfish. I hope that you can take care of me when I am away. My family also has this mountain village." Wang Yaodao, when he said this, he looked at each other. Very sincere, he is indeed selfish, and he is telling the truth.