At this time, Zhang Moqian felt like he was about to suffocate.

Fan Li, an old monster in the Fan family, was penetrated by a double-edged sword meteor and died completely. A generation of national martial arts master disappeared from this world. Zhang Moqian spat out a mouthful of blood. Today is the day when he left the new generation and was beaten the most. Fan Li is also the strongest master he encountered when he left the army.

His confidence has always been a little inflated, but after hearing what Fan Li said about the masters of the capital, he felt deeply afraid and powerless. Fan Li ranks fourth in the capital, but his skills are already so perverted, so how strong should the other person be?

There are five major families in the capital, and each family has an unborn master. Fan Li of the Fan family is already dead, and there is still one left, that is the Xia family... If the Xia family is not unborn master, then Zhang Moqian would not dare to imagine it.

However, Zhang Moqian was not afraid. As the saying goes, soldiers come to block the water and soil, and the ship will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. If it doesn't work, at most, it will lead to the masters who have not been born in the Xia family and use sniper rifles to deal with it.

Looking at the eight corpses lying on the ground, Zhang Moqian spat out bloody spits, grinning and said, "What a shit, the seven spirits of the Fan family, the old monster of the Fan family, are they still dead at my hands."

"Are you okay?" He Zijing walked over with a complicated expression and helped Zhang Moqian up.

"It's okay, I can't die." Although Zhang Moqian's heart was overwhelming and his blood was constantly surging, and he could vomit blood again at any time, he still held back the discomfort in his heart and tried hard to pretend to be nothing happened. This is probably a man's instinct. In front of the opposite sex, he always hopes that he can act awesome.

"Why should I save me?" He Zijing looked at Zhang Moqian with beautiful eyes.

"I should ask this sentence? If you hadn't been in time, I'm afraid I would have died under the hands of the old monster of the Fan family." Zhang Moqian shook his head and said.

"No, I'm talking about why you wanted to help me block Fan Li's punch." He Zijing knew the power of Fan Li's punch. If he hadn't blocked it for him, it would have been himself who was seriously injured now, not him, Zhang Moqian.

"It's nothing, because you are..." Zhang Moqian wanted to joke that because you are a child's mother, but if you think about it, let's forget it. Destiny is like pi, and no one knows what will happen next.

"Because what am I?" He Zijing looked at Zhang Moqian.

“Because we are friends.”

From the last time I took the snake nest, Zhang Moqian has saved her twice. She has always thought that Zhang Moqian is an ordinary collaborator, but until now, as things develop, Zhang Moqian has saved her twice, and she doesn't even know what Zhang Moqian should be?

Ordinary collaborator? Or a friend?

friend?

Thinking of these two words, He Zijing couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart.

Does the killer have friends? It’s destined not to! Because her mother was killed by Fan Lihua, she learned to wrap her heart tightly since she was a child, like a hedgehog, not allowing anyone to approach or touch. Therefore, since she was a child, she has no friends.

There is not even a friend who can tell the truth!

Whenever she is irritated, filled with sadness, she has no friends to talk to. All she can do is just talk to Concubine Xue.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Moqian's mouth turned sweet and wanted to vomit blood, but he swallowed it.

"You are right...we are friends." He Zijing shook her head, her beautiful eyes flashed, as if she had decided something.

"I'll take you to the hospital." He Zijing said, helping Lord Zhang Moqian.

"This little injury... don't need to go..." Before Zhang Moqian finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood, dyeing the whole clothes extremely bright red.

"Why are you so seriously injured? You said no, I'll take you there!" He Zijing didn't care about Zhang Moqian's objection and was about to leave.

"etc……"

"I said to go to the hospital!" He Zijing got angry.

"I...I didn't say I couldn't go, I just said to get my meteor back first." Zhang Moqian was startled by He Zijing's angry look and quickly pointed to the double-edged knife inserted into the sculpture.

"Be careful, I'll help you get it." He Zijing helped Zhang Moqian sit down on the bench on the side of the road, ran to the sculpture quickly, and took off the meteor with force. During the removal, she was shocked. The meteor penetrated Fan Li's neck, and she still had the strength to stab into the sculpture. With such a light double-edged knife, why could Zhang Moqian shoot such a great force?

"Let's go." After returning the meteor to Zhang Moqian, He Zijing helped Zhang Moqian to take a taxi again. Zhang Moqian's appearance scared the driver's uncle. He Zijing threw five hundred yuan directly over and asked the driver to rush to the hospital as fast as possible.

Money can make the devil push the mill, and Zhang Moqian's bloody look shocked the driver. He stepped on the accelerator and sent Zhang Moqian to the hospital in less than twenty minutes.

"You go back, I'll go by myself. There are many people in the hospital. If we go in like this, your identity will be exposed." After finally killing Fan Li and the seven spirits of the Fan family, in order to keep this secret.

"No." He Zijing shook her head stubbornly.

"Do you want me to be injured for nothing?" Zhang Moqian was so amused and crying.

"You don't have to worry, I have a solution!" He Zijing helped Zhang Moqian into the hospital and said, "I haven't been in newspapers or TV for a few years since I returned to China. The demon city really knew me was just the group of people standing at the top of the pyramid. I would destroy the surveillance video of the hospital before dawn, and no one could find it."

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, I'm afraid of anything." Zhang Moqian was still a little worried.

"Okay, we've arrived."

Two hours later.

The examination results have come out, and Zhang Moqian suffered serious internal injuries.

On the surface, he looked like a normal person, but he was forced to be injured by Fan Li's fist and was injured by Fan Li's penetration. Experts of the level of Fan Li have already developed penetration. The so-called penetration is a bit similar to dark force, which hurts the inside but not the outside.

The doctor suggested that Zhang Moqian be hospitalized for treatment, but Zhang Moqian refused.

Regardless of the opposition of the doctor and He Zijing, Zhang Moqian walked out of the hospital directly.

"Hey, if you are not hospitalized for treatment, how can your injuries be cured?"

"The internal injury is cured slowly. If you are hospitalized for one month, you might as well let me die. It would be fine if you have a beautiful nurse to accompany you. The problem is that the quality of the nurses in this hospital is not good. I'd better go home to recuperate." Zhang Moqian said with a smile. Seeing He Zijing's darker and darker face, he couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "Just, I've been kidding. This kind of injury is not like skin trauma, and it's slow to recover. Moreover, it's best to treat internal injuries with Chinese medicine."

"Traditional medicine?" He Zijing frowned.

"Well, I know the formula, I will catch it myself." Zhang Moqian nodded. He was telling the truth. During the training of the army, any brother had never suffered internal injuries. Just say that Bitch Chen had also suffered internal injuries twice. They were all treated with the Chinese medicine formula in the army.

"really?"

"Of course it's true, Zijing, I didn't expect you to care about me so much." Zhang Moqian said.

"We are friends." He Zijing said, her beautiful eyes firm.

"Haha, okay...you go back quickly. Fan Li and the others have not returned for so long. Fan Sen and He Dongming probably already know that they are all dead. If you are not in the He family villa at this time, they will be suspected." Zhang Moqian waved his hand and signaled He Zijing to leave quickly.

He Zijing refused to listen and took the initiative to take a taxi and took Zhang Moqian to the door of Zhier's apartment before returning to the He family's villa.

One person is sick, and the whole family is worried.

Zhang Moqian did not want to tell others about his injury, which would make them worry. However, when he was with Teacher Jiang day and night, he knew that he could not hide the woman who had studied human nature thoroughly, so he simply told her the truth, told her everything about Fan Li and the seven spirits of the Fan family without missing a trace, and told her not to tell her sister about her injury.

Teacher Jiang understood Zhang Moqian's mood. This time, he did not go against him for the first time. Moreover, he took the prescription given to her by Zhang Moqian and personally took the Chinese medicine to boil it for Zhang Moqian to drink.

Mr. Xu Beidou has profound attainments in traditional Chinese medicine. Zhang Moqian was sick when he was a child and basically relied on Mr. Xu Beidou's traditional Chinese medicine to treat him. Therefore, compared with Western medicine, Zhang Moqian advocates traditional Chinese medicine treatment more.

"Come on, Xiao Moqian, take medicine!" Because Zhang Moqian was injured, Teacher Jiang took a month off to serve Zhang Moqian.

"I'll drink it myself!" Zhang Moqian took the bowl and prepared to dry it in one bite.

"No, you need to drink Chinese medicine spoonful at a time. Come on, open your mouth, sister feed you..."

Zhang Moqian enjoys Teacher Jiang’s quality service.

Capital.

The old house of the Fan family!

Fan Sen stood in the living room with a blue face. The older ones were all older elders sitting on the sofa in the living room. The oldest was Fan Jianguo, who was 77 years old and Fan Sen's grandfather.

"Fan Sen, do you know what mistake you made?" Fan Jianguo's face turned pale. When he knew that Fan Li and Qi Ling were both dead, he almost felt anxious and had a heart attack. Since last year, his 98-year-old father, who had experienced the Anti-Japanese War and had a great military achievements, the influence of the Fan family has become weaker.

Now, Fan Li and Qi Ling have been killed again, and the Fan family's energy has been weakened again.

"Know."

"Okay, then we will do it according to the family rules." Fan Jianguo said in a deep voice: "If you make a big mistake, you will never be qualified to be the head of the family!"

Fan Sen's face looked ugly and his heart was completely cold!
Chapter completed!