How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

The surgery was undoubtedly a success!

Shortly after Ye Cheng left the bedroom (operating room), Wei Changfang's medical team finally reacted.

finished?

Is the operation complete?

How long did it take in total?

Everyone looked at the clock and were stunned.

One hour and eighteen minutes!

It only took Ye Cheng one hour and eighteen minutes to complete an extremely difficult tumor removal surgery!

Everyone hurriedly checked everything about Mr. Song and began to suture the wound.

I was shocked again when I found that there was no massive bleeding, no abnormal heartbeat, and no respiratory failure.

After the anesthesiologist tried to wake the old man up, Song Lian slowly opened his eyes.

Everyone observed closely and waited for the old man to blurt out after all the anesthetic effects had worn off.

"Song Lao, you...how do you feel?"

"I...feel very good, Ye...Where is Ye Cheng?"

hum!

Wei Changfang and his team were overjoyed.

The surgery was really successful.

Unparalleled success.

Mr. Ye created a medical miracle in front of them.

But what pained Wei Changfang the most was.

He didn't even videotape everything in the operating room in advance.

After all, how could it be possible to videotape an operation that was destined to fail?

If recorded, it will forever be recorded in the history of medicine and become a must-see teaching video passed down from generation to generation!

Nowadays, only a few of them have witnessed the entire process and pass on this technology through rote learning.

really!

Mr. Ye is right.

Looks good, I will only demonstrate it once!

"Mr. Song, Ye Cheng...Ye Cheng is outside. I'll call him. I'll call him to come see you."

Wei Changfang shouted excitedly and rushed out of the bedroom.

Not only did Song Lian want to see Ye Cheng, he also couldn't wait to ask Mr. Ye.

How on earth do you accomplish this impossible miracle.

pity.

By the time he left the bedroom and announced that the operation was a complete success, Ye Cheng had already left.

Only the Song family members and military uniformed men were left in the room who were crying with joy.

This made Wei Changfang extremely disappointed.

If Ye Cheng were still standing in front of him, he would not hesitate to become his disciple.

……

Ye Cheng left naturally.

He is tired!

He didn't eat for another day and night, and he lost a lot of blood.

If you don't go eat and rest quickly now, you might actually faint on the spot.

He, Su Qinghe and Zhao Yazhen stayed and rested in a hotel arranged by the military.

As for Su Fenggu, the old man.

Under the fear of standing upside down and eating flying, he has long since disappeared, and no one knows where he ran away to.

After Ye Cheng settled down, he had a good meal and then fell asleep. He slept for more than ten hours and didn't even hear Qing He knocking on the door several times in worry.

The girl didn't know.

After waking up, Ye Cheng had already left the hotel.

He wanted to see the man he saw accidentally while cleaning up Wen Changhe during the day.

……

Three o'clock in the evening.

On the outskirts of Kyoto, somewhere off the beaten path.

A bonfire, two Peking ducks, seven or eight pork knuckles, and the best Niulanshan Erguotou.

Ye Cheng sat on the floor with a strong man, gnawing at the food in his hands.

"When did you come back? You didn't even say hello in advance!"

Ye Cheng picked up the wine glass in his hand, shook it, and drank it in one gulp.

The man across from him was busy eating roast duck. When he saw Ye Cheng raising his glass, he grinned and picked up the wine jar to take a few sips.

"Fuck, leave some for me!"

Ye Cheng smiled and grabbed it. After taking a few sips, he refilled it and even hid the wine jar behind himself.

The two burst into laughter.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the moon was quietly hidden in the dark clouds, watching the two brothers drinking and toasting.

The bonfire swayed, reflecting the strong man's face.

Lao Mo!

Lao Mo, who disappeared from the battlefield in the Middle East, reappeared in Kyoto.

Lao Mo chewed the duck leg, chewed it a few times, spit out the bones, and said with a smile.

"I just came back a few days ago! Damn it, Brother Cheng!"

"When I left, I forgot to ask you for tolls. Moman, there's no place to get cash outside."

"I took a boat to the Sinai Peninsula and worked several jobs to pay for the trip."

"I happened to be tired. I traveled around Africa for half a month and finally returned to the Dragon Kingdom."

"Ha ha……"

Ye Cheng looked at the tiredness on Lao Mo's face, smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

He said he was going to Africa, so Lao Mo was probably giving a home to those mercenary brothers who died in the battle.

After all, that battle was too brutal.

Many mercenaries died in Travef before receiving their resettlement money, before it was transferred to their families.

And Lao Mo's responsibility is naturally to take out their money one by one and then send it back.

This process would be extremely cumbersome, so it took nearly a month.

Now that I'm back, all the finishing touches must be settled.

"Why are you coming to Kyoto again?"

Ye Cheng asked again what he was most concerned about.

During the day, when he was pulled out of the taxi by the special police, he happened to see Lao Mo in the crowd.

Lao Mo was obviously ready to take action and start a killing spree.

If Ye Cheng hadn't stopped him in time, things would have gotten out of hand.

Now that Song Lian was rescued, Ye Cheng naturally wanted to meet Lao Mo.

It's just that the other party has a special status and can only choose to be in the wilderness late at night.

"I……"

Lao Mo raised his eyebrows, wanting to ask something, but he still didn't ask.

He simply drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Nonsense! Brother Cheng!"

"Didn't I say that I am where you are."

"After returning to Kunming, I heard that something happened in the prison, and you went to Kyoto again. Come here quickly."

"As soon as I arrived in Kyoto, I saw you being chased by the police, hahaha... My Brother Di, why are you running around the world with a suspended sentence?"

There was a bit of joking in Lao Mo's eyes.

That means, look!

You asked me to surrender, and you almost couldn't save yourself.

If the military bosses hadn't come together, I wonder how you would have dealt with today's situation.

Ye Cheng smiled helplessly, unable to explain the complicated relationship to Lao Mo.

"What's your plan next?"

Lao Mo was startled: "If you have any other plans, I'll follow you!"

"My brother said, I owe you a life, and I owe you another life in the Middle East. Two lives, plus one of your own, can be enough to fight a game of Contra."

Ye Cheng laughed when he heard this.

Brother.

How would you feel if I let you know that I have been tuned into the abnormal mode of countless lives?

Ye Cheng grabbed the roast duck, tore it open and devoured it whole.

"I asked Qinghe, my girlfriend, to buy a piece of land near Jiangcheng with a sum of money."

"We are building a building and a training ground now, and we plan to recruit some people and set up a rescue team."

"I also bought an island abroad, but it is still deserted and I haven't remembered to develop it properly..."

Ye Cheng briefly told Lao Mo about Su Qinghe's recent busy work.

After hearing this, Lao Mo's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I'll wipe it! Brother Cheng!"

This guy jumped up with excitement.

"You want to form a mercenary army?"

"What are you going to do, kill Yingchan with your own hands?"

"The relationship is great. Let's not say anything else. If we make a hundred 59s, it will be enough to beat them to shame!"

"First capture Alaska, hold on to it, then storm the mainland of Yingjiang, and finally..."

Lao Mo thought for a while and danced excitedly.

A real man has no dream of opening up new territories.

Ye Cheng couldn't laugh or cry.

Do you want to sink the most powerful country in the universe by yourself?

Lao Mo, I'm not that awesome yet.

"Okay, okay! Sit down."

Ye Cheng smiled and said: "It's not that exaggerated. It's time to accumulate some strength of your own."

"If you encounter trouble going abroad in the future, you can't always rely on domestic rescue."

"In case...I said just in case..."

"What if they don't come?"

Lao Mo chuckled, "Brother Cheng, if they hadn't come, you wouldn't have known how you would have died."

Ye Cheng glanced at the other party and said nothing.

After experiencing what happened to the Wen family, Ye Cheng felt it even more.

Many people are not looking forward to the Dragon Kingdom taking off.

They feed themselves and the whole family is not hungry.

He is even afraid that others will also be full.

Because there is no difference between being completely full and not being full.

Yecheng must have some self-protection power to guard against future horrors.

Plan ahead.

"Old Mo, don't follow me, and do your best to promote this rescue team."

Ye Cheng continued.

"When the building and training ground are built, your people will also be in place."

"Those mercenaries, all those who are willing to come are summoned. Don't force them if you don't want to."

"Money is not the problem, the problem is that I can't spend my money."

When Lao Mo heard that Ye Cheng was so arrogant, he couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Cheng, how much net worth do you have now?"

In his opinion, he wanted to build a mercenary team of hundreds of people.

Don't start with more than a billion dollars.

How much money do you have to be able to squander it like this?

Ye Cheng smiled and didn't answer, just stretched out four fingers except his middle finger.

Lao Mo was taken aback.

"Four Billion Dollars?"

Ye Cheng shook his head.

"Four billion swords music?"

Lao Mo was shocked, but Ye Cheng still shook his head.

"Forty billion knife music?"

Lao Mo shouted in the wilderness.

Ye Cheng finally smiled and said: "Yes, no end (middle finger)!"

"Old Mo, you can build it as hard as you can and see if you can build up all my family property."

"hiss……"

Lao Mo almost couldn't catch his breath and took his breath away.

So awesome, my brother Cheng.

In fact, Ye Cheng is still bragging.

The funds he currently controls are only 300 to 400 billion dragon coins, which translates into more than 500 Dao Le.

Not to mention compared with ordinary small countries, even with behemoths like the Wen family, there is no comparison.

But Ye Cheng has a system in his head.

With Brother Tong's support, he can continue to export black technology and exchange it for money.

This time, Ye Cheng has also negotiated with Wang Heping about the project of building micro-controllable nuclear fusion and collecting lunar soil.

Wang Heping took the lead in communicating with the big boss, and the moon soil was not harvested in vain.

After the national defense needs are met, the remaining people's livelihood needs to be divided 50-50 with Yecheng.

After eliminating all earth energy, this will generate an astronomical amount of money.

Give the simplest example.

Industrial electricity consumption ranges from 0.8 yuan to 1.8 yuan per kilowatt hour. This cost will be greatly reduced after the use of controllable nuclear fusion.

It may only charge 1 cent or even a few cents, and these few cents must be split fifty-fifty with Ye Cheng.

In terms of electricity alone, Yecheng is rich enough to rival other countries.

Not to mention oil, natural gas, coal and many other fields.

At that time...

Forget it, let’s talk about the future in the future.

Ye Cheng currently needs to have a certain degree of self-protection strength.

A common man is not guilty of carrying a jade.

By then, I don’t know how many people will be jealous of this technology that changes human beings.

Seeing Lao Mo sitting down excitedly, Ye Cheng spoke again.

"But, Lao Mo, before you gather the mercenaries, help me find someone first."

"Oh? Who are you looking for?"

Lao Mo turned his head knowingly.

Ye Cheng glared at him.

"Hold it, you fucking keep holding it in! Why don't you ask me where Ruyi went?"

Lao Mo bowed his head in embarrassment and smiled, but with a solemn expression on his face, he raised his head very seriously.

The voice was a little trembling.

"Brother Cheng! I...my brother's daughter, Ruyi...where did she go?"

Seeing Lao Mo's nervous and panic expression, Ye Cheng sighed and stood up.

"Sakura! Ji Dao, Yamaguchi Curse!"

"Old Mo, let's go to Sakura first and see how the child is doing!"