"Wu Gang's situation is not optimistic. He used the Crazy Soldier Decision and overdrawn potential. Many organs failed. Although he has saved his life now, it will take at least half a year to recover." Lan Xin explained.

"What do you mean is Wu Gang who has been disguised for half a year?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Du Manjiang challenged Wu Gang. Without the instructor of the Du family, there would never be such a big deal. In this situation, someone must be able to control it. Otherwise, once the planet 17 falls into the Du family's control, the consequences will be even more unimaginable."

"Is there no one in the General Administration? Just send another one here."

"Something happened to the General Administration and no one was sent. I heard that you have also placed a bet, and you have a credit point of 30 million?"

"Yes, I made a bet, but what does this have to do with me?" Mu Feng didn't understand. After all, the political struggles at the top of the military were too far away for him.

The State Administration of Intelligence intervened in the death case of Du Yu because of the "female spy" case of the Yu clan. Now the female spy is gone, and Du Yu's death is final.

The General Administration wants to continue to send people here, should we find a proper reason?

The funds and expenses of the case handling by the State Administration of Intelligence are also provided by the federal people’s taxes. You can’t spend taxpayers’ money at will, right?

Once Wu Gang goes back for treatment, it will be difficult for him to come back.

This involves the procedural issues that are responsible. When someone is staring at you, you are waiting for you to break the rules, grab your braid and chase after you.

Therefore, Wu Gang cannot go back for treatment.

Another more important thing is that the duel is not over, Wu Gang cannot lose. Once Wu Gang loses, the next one will cause some consequences, which is unbearable to the forces behind Lan Xin.

So Wu Gang not only couldn't go back, but also had to stay, but also stayed "well".

How can I keep Wu Gang "well"? This is why Lan Xin has this ridiculous and incredible idea to find someone to pretend to be "Wu Gang".

But this is definitely not an easy task. First, you need to find someone who has similar body shape, face shape and combat power to Wu Gang.

The most important thing is that you can get crazy tiger fist.

After searching for it, there was no one suitable until someone came out of my mind, Mu Feng.

Mu Feng is thin, but this is easy to solve. If you add a little fatter, you can also get crazy Tiger Fist. Although you learned it secretly, it should not be difficult to deceive Du Manjiang and deceive others.

Although his combat power is slightly inferior, the most troublesome thing is that Mu Feng does not have the supernatural power of the earth.

At least it was already the most critical situation to have Wu Gang take action himself. Therefore, Mu Feng became the best candidate for Lan Xin's plan.

"I want to think about it. This matter is quite a bit." Although Mu Feng is a small person, it does not mean he is brainless. It will be difficult to get off the boat.

He cannot control the foreseeable and unforeseen risks here.

No matter how big your mind is, you have to act within your ability.

"I have obtained Teacher Gu's consent for this matter. Wu Gang, we will send a secret base for treatment." Lan Xin said.

"Is Wu Gang's safety threatened?"

If Lan Xin doesn't admit it, she just defaults.

If it is just because of personal love, hatred, love and resentment, there must be inside information that he does not understand.

"It has something to do with the Du family?"

Lan Xin nodded silently.

"Lan Xin, if you want me to promise you, you have to tell me the truth, otherwise I will not be able to deal with it if an accident occurs." For a woman, it's all to the point of life and death?

"Only if you agree, I can say to you. Otherwise, I can't reveal a word to you. This is the discipline of the General Administration." Lan Xin said solemnly.

"Okay, give me one night, I'll think about it, and I'll give you a reply tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news." Lan Xin nodded, got up and left. Luo Pojun personally sent her out and got on a black motorcycle and disappeared into the night.

"Comrade Luo, can you tell me, is your lady?" He has never asked Luo Pojun about Lan Xin before.

It seems like a very interesting thing to maintain a sense of mystery.

But now, he can't help but not ask.

"The life experience of the lady is not much better than you, but she is lucky enough to meet a kind-hearted couple who adopted her. The couple has no children. They treat her as if they are personally, teach her ancient martial arts and teach them knowledge. The family is very happy until the year when the lady was twelve years old..."

Although Luo Pojun did not tell him who the couple adopted Lan Xin was, he vaguely felt that the couple must not be ordinary families, otherwise, they would never have trained Lan Xin so well.

It is difficult for poor families to have noble children.

No ordinary people have so many resources to allow a child to practice advanced martial arts and mental techniques from an early age. Moreover, practicing martial arts requires a lot of money and equipment assistance, which ordinary people cannot afford.

Poor literature and wealth in martial arts.

Those who practice martial arts cannot become masters without various resources. Kung Fu, genetic medicine, etc. Not everyone has the talent and luck to defy the will of heaven.

Ordinary people can only practice the "guiding technique" of big road goods, hoping that one day they can awaken their supernatural powers and soar to the sky. Rich people can spend money to hire a master and buy advanced mental methods, and they will win at the starting line.

The wife died in battle to protect her husband. Although this story is old-fashioned, it really exists.

The story of the couple who adopted Lan Xin is actually like this.

It is not difficult to understand that she looked at her begging herself to save Wu Gang in the Lover Valley.

"Miss has been traveling around for many years, and basically never goes home. She has been secretly pursuing the assassination that year. She keeps everything in her heart and never tells others that she has been in a bad life in the past few years." Luo Pojun sighed and said, "We old brothers don't know how to persuade her."

"Is your feet also..."

“My feet are not.”

"What is her relationship with the General Intelligence Bureau of the East War Zone?" Mu Feng asked.

"I don't know this. I just asked about her affairs, and I didn't say anything after asking her. This is disciplined." Luo Pojun said, "If you can help her, try to help her as much as possible. If not, don't force it."

"I understand, Lao Luo."

"Oh, if my feet weren't injured..."

"You, your foot should be cured, why not treat it?"

"In addition to the meridians being twisted together, my foot was also highly toxic. The highly toxic damaged my meridians and nerves. In addition, over time, even the most advanced medical technology today cannot be restored. At most, it will make me not walk lame, but what's the point?"

Yes, just not walking lamely has little meaning to ancient martial arts masters.

"Is there no other way?"

"There is no way, but you can't tell it, so you'll still not say it." Luo Pojun smiled embarrassedly.

"If you don't say it, I don't know if you meet it."

"Okay, satisfy your curiosity. After being injured, I have also consulted many famous doctors and doctors. After combining opinions from all aspects, there is a method and a 30% chance of hope." Luo Pojun said.

“What method?”

"Finding a congenital master who practices the Rejuvenation Art, first use the Rejuvenation Sword to separate the meridians of my footsteps and correct the bones, and then use the Rejuvenation True Qi to use the Rejuvenation True Qi to stimulate the regeneration of the nervous system of my footsteps. Perhaps it can completely restore my foot."

"Rejuvenation technique, Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect, are there anyone in the world practicing these two unique skills?"

"The Rejuvenation Art is the unique skill of the ancient martial arts sect, Huichun Sect. This sect is hidden in the city to save the world and save people, but few people know their identities. It is not difficult to find them, but it is difficult to be masters of the innate level. I am afraid that only a few people in the entire federation can achieve it."

"As for the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect, it is said that it is the unique skill of the ancient medical saint Hua Tuo, which has the effect of bringing back the dead. It was once passed down by the disciple Su's sect, but no one has mentioned it yet, and it is probably lost."

"Ancient Martial Arts Sect..." Mu Feng was a little surprised. Although there are sects in modern human society, most of them have declined. Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei only exist in history textbooks.

"Don't underestimate these surviving ancient martial arts sects. They must have their own excellence when they can continue to this day. The Huichun School has mastered superb medical skills and is always useful to doctors for a lifetime. Therefore, the Huichun School has always had close relationships with the powerful and nobles, but maintains its independence, so it can naturally stand firm."

"Yes." Mu Feng nodded. A sect cannot be passed on by spirit alone, and it must have a deep material foundation.

The Huichun faction has mastered the ability to cure diseases and save people, and the powerful are a group of people who are most afraid of death. It is normal for the two to hit it off.

As long as the Spring Sect has no ambition and does not interfere with the struggle between the powerful and the noble, even if it is implicated, it will not be cut off from its inheritance and will continue to be popular.

"It's good that you have the will. I'm so good now. I can eat and sleep, right?"

Mu Feng nodded slightly. This is indeed not a common difficulty. Even if he agrees, he doesn't know when he will be able to do it.
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