Desert Death from the Marvel Universe

After hearing Li Kuang's words, the corners of his smiling mouth slowly closed, and his arched hands slowly lowered.

"I really don't know where you got the courage to interfere with the affairs of the Tiger Gang." He glanced at the younger brothers who were unable to stand and said to himself, "Trash."

The strong man clenches his fists, makes a lunge with his legs, and uses his fists in tandem to attack and defend.

Li Kuang has never practiced martial arts, but as the saying goes, one force can defeat ten martial arts, and the scepter is a heavy weapon. He holds the scepter tightly with both hands and raises it high.

Smash Huashan!

The scepter made a harsh whistling sound as it rubbed against the air.

The strong man saw that the scepter was coming with a fierce and unstoppable force, and turned around to avoid it. The scepter made a deep hole in the ground. With the ax ninja facing upward, Li Kuang still had something to hold on to.

The strong man rolled on the ground and came to Li Kuang's side. He stretched his right leg tightly and lifted it towards Li Kuang's lower body. He chose the timing very well, when Li Kuang had exhausted his old strength and had no time to change his moves, even if his lower body was protected by armor, he would be seriously injured by this kick.

Bang!

The strong man felt as if he had been kicked against an indestructible steel plate, and his five toes made a snapping sound.

Li Kuang seemed to have no feeling and turned to look at him when he heard the strong man roaring in pain. He gently raised his right leg and kicked the strong man hard in the abdomen. The strong man flew five or six meters away and hit the wall before stopping.

"You think you are fast? In fact, every move you make is under my control." Li Kuang whispered.

Holding the scepter in his right hand, he waved towards the door and shouted: "Get out!" The remaining six people carried four people and ran out in a panic.

With the roar of the motorcycle, he fled in a hurry.

Putting away the armor and the scepter in his hand, he rushed to the old man's body and shouted softly: "Old man, old man..."

The old man closed his eyes tightly and bit his lower lip tightly, unconscious.

At this time, the sound of an ambulance came from outside the door. This was called by the white-haired man, and it happened to arrive now.

He ran outside to greet the ambulance, waving his arms and shouting, "This way, this way."

The ambulance stopped quickly, and two male doctors ran out of the car carrying a stretcher. One of them shouted: "Where is it?"

Li Kuang led them into the store, pointed at the old man and said, "Here."

The two doctors gently lifted the old man and put him on the stretcher, "Are you his family member?"

Li Kuang replied in shock: "No, I'm just a passerby."

"Since it was you who made the call, you should follow me to the hospital." The doctor wearing glasses warned.

"Hey, no, I..."

"It's nothing, come here quickly." The two doctors lifted the old man into the ambulance.

He touched his pocket and found that he had no money, so he had no choice but to take some money from the counter drawer. The money was also used to pay the old man's medical expenses and could not be regarded as stealing.

Got into the ambulance and soon arrived at the hospital.

Li Kuang handed over the money, and the old man quickly rushed to the emergency center.

After three hours, the old man was finally pushed out.

Li Kuang stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, how is this old man doing?"

The attending physician asked: "Are you his family member?"

"No... I guess." Thinking of the old man's son being killed by his adopted son, he didn't look like he had any other family members in the United States.

"The old man doesn't have much time. It's just for these two days. Please stay with him." The doctor patted Li Kuang's shoulder, shook his head helplessly and left.

The nurses pushed the old man to the ward, and together with the nurses, they lifted the old man to the bed.

Li Kuang sighed and looked at the old man and said, "I just came to you to find a job, but I didn't want to end up needing me to die for you."

The old man still had his eyes closed and was in a coma.

Li Kuang shook his head helplessly and sighed: "I can't leave you here and ignore you. After all, I am still a kind person."

They come, the security.

Since I helped him, I naturally wanted to send Buddha to the West.

At night, the old man gradually regained his consciousness. After waking up, he closed his eyes and meditated without speaking.

Li Kuang talked to him several times, but he didn't respond. He just opened his eyes and looked at Li Kuang twice before closing them again.

Seeing that he was not interested in talking, Li Kuang closed his mouth and stopped disturbing him. Since the old man was lying on the hospital bed, Li Kuang had been thinking about his future plans, and finally made up his mind. After the old man's death was settled, he decided to return to China to have a look, and then choose a city to live there.

The night passed in the blink of an eye, and Li Kuang also slept on the chair in the ward.

cough cough cough.

Li Kuang was woken up by the sound of coughing. When he looked up, the old man had woken up and looked at Li Kuang with cloudy eyes.

He rubbed his eyes to wake himself up.

He picked up the hot water bottle on the table and poured a glass of warm water, "Master, do you want some water?"

"Yeah." The old man's voice was soft. Fortunately, Li Kuang's hearing was better, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hear clearly what he was saying.

He took out a spoon from the disinfection cabinet, scooped up a spoonful of warm water, and carefully fed it to the old man.

The old man's body was exhausted, and it was difficult to drink warm water. It took him a long time to drink half a cup of warm water.

After drinking the water, the old man's energy barely improved.

"You are a good person." The old man stared at Li Kuang and said.

"..." Li Kuang blinked twice involuntarily. This sentence was very familiar. In his previous life, whenever Li Kuang confessed to a girl, the most common thing she said was that you are a good person.

"I don't have much family anymore. Thank you for being with me at the end of my life."

"It's ok."

"You take out your mobile phone, I'll give you a number, you call it and ask him to come over." After saying so many words at once, the old man felt like stars were popping up in his eyes and it was difficult to breathe.

Li Kuang's phone can't be used, so it's best to borrow the nurse's phone.

The old man called out a number, and Li Kuang dialed it. It took two rings before someone answered.

"Hello, who's there?" The person who spoke was a man, speaking in Chinese.

"Hello, do you know the owner of Li Ji Antique Shop?" Li Kuang asked.

"Has Mr. Li Yun finally made up his mind? I'll be there right away," the man said.

"Mr. Li is at Queen's Hospital in New York now. Come here. Call me when you arrive and I will pick you up."

"Okay, I'll go right there."

Mr. Li has fallen into a coma again. I wonder who he asked to notify? I hope Mr. Li can wake up and see that person. The person he wants to see at the end of his life must be an important person to Mr. Li.

Nearly an hour later, the man called to say he had arrived at the hospital.

Li Kuang walked downstairs and searched according to the description of the other party. He was short, fat, with short hair, wearing square glasses, and carrying a black document bag.

The recognition was very high, and Li Kuang found the other party easily.

"Hello, are you Lawyer Zhang?" Li Kuang was a little unsure. He looked more like a chef.

"Hey, hello, hello." Lawyer Zhang stretched out his fat hands to hold Li Kuang's right hand, "I am Lawyer Zhang entrusted by Mr. Li."

"Let's go. Mr. Li is still lying in the ward. I don't know if he is awake now." Li Kuang led the way, and Lawyer Zhang quickly followed with his short legs.

Entering the ward, Mr. Li was still asleep.

Lawyer Zhang knocked on the unconscious Mr. Li, then looked at Li Kuang and asked, "I wonder what your relationship is with Mr. Li?"

After taking a breath, Li Kuang recounted what happened after he met Mr. Li.

Lawyer Zhang sighed helplessly: "Since Mr. Li planned to leave the antique shop to his son, his son and daughter-in-law died inexplicably. His adopted son was also a white-eyed wolf who was not well-raised. Now he is even more forced to Damn Mr. Li."

Li Kuang couldn't figure it out. Why did the adopted son force Mr. Li like this? Antique store? Li Kuang absolutely didn't believe it. Let's not say whether the antiques inside were real or fake. Just by looking at the destruction of the antiques by the strong man, we could see that he definitely wanted more than just a store.

It was not until the afternoon that Mr. Li woke up again.

"Lawyer Zhang...Lawyer Zhang, I want to...make a will and transfer my antique shop to his name." Mr. Li turned his head and looked at Li Kuang with difficulty.

Lawyer Zhang quickly took out the corresponding documents from the black briefcase, "Mr. Li, are you sure?"

"......Yes."

"What's your name?" Lawyer Zhang asked.

Li Kuang is still a little confused. He turns to look at Mr. Li. What's going on?

Mr. Li nodded lightly.

"Li Kuang."

Although Lawyer Zhang's hands were fat, he moved very quickly and signed a dozen documents quickly. On those documents, Mr. Li had already filled in everything he should fill out, leaving only the beneficiary column unfilled.

"Mr. Li, the documents have been filled out. I'm leaving first." He put the documents into the bag, held the bag under his left arm, nodded to Mr. Li and Li Kuang, opened the door and walked out. To make the document effective, you need to register with the relevant department.

"Come here." Mr. Li said.

Walking into the hospital bed, he half-crouched in front of Mr. Li's bed and gently held his right hand. "I'm here. Is there anything else Mr. Li wants to say?"

Mr. Li stared at Li Kuang's eyes with his cloudy eyes and said, "You are a good boy, and you have magical powers. I am relieved that the antique store is in your hands." Mr. Li's eyes seemed to have a faint light, His right hand suddenly seemed to have strength, "There is a basement under the antique shop, and there is a door in it. You...you must protect it and never open it!" Old Li's skinny right hand,

After saying that, he breathed his last.

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