Jiang Fan didn't expect that this military helicopter would pull him directly to Hong Kong Island.

It eventually came to rest on the tarmac at Villa Three on Nickel Hill.

When the helicopter landed, everyone from the Tang family, old and young, was here to greet him.

After Jiang Fan got off the helicopter, he glanced around.

It was discovered that among the group of people, there was a teenager sitting in a wheelchair.

From the outside, his legs look no different from those of a normal person.

But Jiang Fan could see that all the bones in the boy's knees were necrotic.

Perhaps waiting for a miracle to happen, he still didn't choose to amputate even though everything was so bad.

Just floating there, enduring severe pain all day long.

Jiang Fan finally understood why he was dragged here.

Why is it already one o'clock in the morning? There are so many people coming to the famous Tang family in Hong Kong, waiting for me.

I cured my ALS that I had suffered during the day, and my Taiyi magic needle made me feel amazing.

The reputation of this miracle doctor has spread among the upper circles.

The wheelchair boy, named Tang Haoran, is Tang Mu Yao's younger brother.

His eyes are very clear and his temper is resolute.

I always feel that there will be some connection in the future.

So Jiang Fan gave him a needle in public.

This time, Jiang Fan only used one shot of Guanyin Miao.

Moreover, the amount of spiritual energy used in this injection was very little, which did not allow Tang Haoran to recover immediately.

It just allowed his knees to plant the seeds of new life.

He only needs to cultivate quietly for a period of time, and the seeds will break out of the ground and take root.

By then, the vitality will be diffused, the marrow bones will be reshaped, and he will be able to stand up.

Although Tang Haoran didn't get better immediately.

But after the injection, I suddenly felt a life spreading between my legs.

He was overjoyed, and with his young face, he made a solemn promise.

"Brother, if I stand up one day, I will go to your place and pay you a visit!"

At such a young age, he speaks in such an old-fashioned way.

Jiang Fan smiled and pinched his little cheek.

That night, Jiang Fan stayed at Tang's house.

At three o'clock in the morning, he did not fall asleep.

Instead, he came to the balcony and looked at the scenery of Hong Kong Island.

He came here to temper his mortal mind and has experienced many things.

All in all, Ye Chen was the first person he killed after returning to this world.

After all, it is the first time in this world.

At that time, Jiang Fan felt a little bit of anger growing in his heart.

Coupled with the flattery of the world, slowly, it became a little drifting away.

Therefore, he appears to be tougher when it comes to dealing with the Bai family.

If the Bai family hadn't lost their way, they had returned and submitted to themselves.

He might actually kill him.

So.

Is this good or bad?

This group of hostility comes from the bottom of my heart.

Or is some mysterious force forced upon me?

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan couldn't help but raise his head and look at the desolate sky.

He always had a feeling.

There is an eye in the sky watching you.

wrong!

Not just one, but many, densely packed.

Stare at yourself!

Tiandao, is it you?

After all, I'm the only one you can't kill.

How could such an awesome person be allowed to exist in this world controlled by you?

Were you sneaky and did something.

In other words, a game has been set up!

Want to use an unusual method to kill me.

So.

Everything that happens these days.

Everyone you meet.

Even every choice I make, every word I speak.

Is it possible that they are all part of this chess game?

It's all part of the bureau!

interesting.

If my feeling is right.

I'm looking forward to it.

God, what kind of tricks have you done to kill me!

Jiang Fan coldly "hummed" and withdrew his gaze.

Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind blew into my nostrils.

Jiang Fan turned around and looked.

Tang Mu Yao walked over wearing a light-colored silk nightgown.

"Jiang Fan, you're not asleep yet." Tang Mu Yao greeted.

Jiang Fan looked up and down: "What's the matter?"

Tang Mu Yao came to Jiang Fan and stared at him: "Jiang Fan, do you think that it was because of my brother's illness that I had such an encounter and took the initiative to approach you?"

"Yes." Jiang Fan said simply.

"I'm sorry." Tang Mu Yao looked ashamed, and then said: "Jiang Fan, I have been afraid of trouble since I was a child, so I never accept advertisements or participate in variety shows. I just want to sing my songs well. You Do you know why I want to endorse a brand of instant noodles called Baixiang?"

"Because of your brother."

"Yes." Tang Muyao's eyes showed true feelings: "Because many employees of that company are disabled. When I heard about this at that time, I was completely moved. Because my brother has not been able to walk since he was a child. , I know how difficult it is to take care of such a person. But that company is willing to give such a group of people a stable job, I think they are so great!"

"You are called Aiwujiwu. The reason why you care for the disabled is because you love your brother especially." Jiang Fanyun said lightly: "Actually, you don't need to explain anything to me. For me, it doesn't matter whether there is a purpose or not. I Just don’t hate it.”

"Then do you hate me?" Tang Mu Yao asked cautiously.

Hearing this, Jiang Fan laughed: "If I hated you, do you think you could still stand here and talk?"

What an arrogant sound.

Bingxue was indeed right. Jiang Fan looked peaceful, but he was never a polite person.

Tang Mu Yao calmed down and smiled awkwardly: "Thank you for not being annoying."

"By the way, I may have something that I need your help with." Jiang Fan said suddenly.

Tang Mu Yao was slightly startled: "What's going on?"

Jiang Fan stared at Tang Mu Yao's seductive red lips, a deep light flashed in his eyes: "I have experienced enough things today, let's talk about it tomorrow night."

After saying that, Jiang Fan turned around and returned to his room.

Tang Mu Yao stood there, looking at the closed door, and became confused.

Jiang Fan, such a powerful person, actually has something and needs my help.

What can I do to help him?

Also, what is he looking at my mouth!

After a night of wandering in a fuzzy state.

Early the next morning, Jiang Fan got up.

Not long after getting up, the music goddess Tang Mu Yao came over.

This actually illustrates a truth.

A truly capable person never needs to look for opportunities on his own.

You are an open flame in the world, and moths will naturally fly towards you.

Although Jiang Fan is in a high position now.

But I have also suffered from the worldly world, and I can still see some worldly things quite clearly.

For example.

Young ladies often say that they really like a handsome brother who is over 1.8 meters tall and about 20 years old.

That was the fat uncle they had no chance to meet who could give them one hundred thousand yuan of pocket money every month.

Otherwise, my brother's eight-pack abs are just vulgar things.

The fat uncle’s big belly is the warmest place in the world.

So, just like what Mushan said.

A man's strength is most important.

That is immortality.

Tang Mu Yao wanted to sneak out again today.

Do something you have thought about for a long time but have never dared to do.

She shook Jiang Fan's arm, wanting this man to accompany her to an unspeakable place.

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