Skill Maker

Yangcheng, Huigang Wharf!

A giant ocean-going cruise ship of more than 100,000 tons is docked at the berth of the pier.

On the top floor of the cruise ship, in a luxury suite, Zhao Changming was sitting on the sofa, twisting a thick cigar in his hand, and roasting it on a lighted alcohol lamp.

I love the taste!

Zhao Changming roasted the cigar, took a deep breath through his nose, smelled the aroma of roasted tobacco, his face was full of fascination!

But... my doctor told me that I only have half a year left to live! I will never smell this wonderful smell again!

Zhao Changming's face suddenly became ferocious and distorted, and the cigar in his hand slammed heavily on the coffee table with a snap.

With a pair of red eyes, Zhao Changming stared at the person opposite! Sitting opposite Zhao Changming was none other than Jiang He's father, Jiang Zhengqiang!

At this moment, Jiang Zhengqiang was sitting on the sofa opposite Zhao Changming with a pair of handcuffs on his hands!

I'm not reconciled! You know what? I'm not reconciled!

Zhao Changming straightened his body and stretched his fingers around, I have money! I have a lot of money! I haven't enjoyed enough, I... don't want to die!

Mr. Zhao...

Jiang Zhengqiang looked at Zhao Changming with doubts on his face, and asked: You are sick, so you go to the hospital to see a doctor? What's the use of arresting me?

Hospital? Ha ha! No hospital in this world can cure my illness!

Zhao Changming stared fixedly at Jiang Zhengqiang with puffy eyes, with a crazy look on his face, But you...can bring me an elixir!

Immortal medicine... what is it?

Jiang Zhengqiang was stunned for a long time, Mr. Zhao, have you read too many novels? The elixir? I'll bring it to you? Are you kidding me?

Ignorant fool!

Zhao Changming raised his head, glanced at Jiang Zhengqiang with disdain, and there was a deep...jealousy in his eyes!

Yes! envy!

Jiang Zhengqiang, I can't figure it out. You are just an ugly, cowardly, ignorant and cowardly bumpkin. Why did she choose you for such an existence?

she?

Jiang Zhengqiang's face changed, and he stood up suddenly, You know her? Have you seen her? You... How could you have seen her?

Yeah! I've seen her! In fact, I met her before you!

Zhao Changming hummed to Jiang Zhengqiang, with a trace of nostalgia on his face, Nineteen years ago, I saw her when I was eating mud ducks and building railways in East Africa!

That night, when I was driving back to the camp, I was attacked by a group of bandits. I was shot in the chest, the bullet pierced my liver, and at that time... I was about to die!

While talking, Zhao Changming stretched out his hand and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a bright red wound on his chest.

That's right here! The bullet shot through here, and the liver was pierced. This kind of injury is completely hopeless! But... I'm alive!

Zhao Changming's expression became agitated, It's amazing! This kind of mortal injury can be revived, so it can be regarded as resurrection!

I still remember that scene clearly! When I was seriously injured and dying, she came!

She looks like she's only in her twenties, but she has a big belly! She's pregnant!

She walked all the way, like a god in charge of life and death! I didn't even see her make a move. Those bandits who attacked me fell down one by one, and died inexplicably!

Finally, she came to me. Seeing that I was seriously injured and about to die, she... bit her finger and dripped a drop of blood on my wound! Then I lived!

An inexplicable brilliance burst out in Zhao Changming's eyes, Isn't it unbelievable? Just a drop of blood saved me from life! It's amazing, isn't it? This is... my elixir!

Don't think about it!

Jiang Zhengqiang's face was gloomy, he sighed and shook his head, She's already dead! She's already dead within a year after giving birth to her son!

I know!

Zhao Changming nodded with a smile on his face, I have already investigated what happened back then! At the port where the mud duck was eaten, she met a migrant worker sent by a domestic construction company to help build the port! She and the migrant worker surnamed Jiang After living for more than a year, a child was born! Later, the migrant workers brought the child back to China!

This migrant worker surnamed Jiang is you! That child is Jiang He! I guessed right!

Speaking of this, the look on Zhao Changming's face became extremely crazy, When I first met her, she already had a big belly! Jiang He is her child! A child with her magical blood!

You know? I have cancer! I only have a few months to live! But, I don't want to die! I don't want to die! So...Jiang He is my elixir! Just for my elixir!

Zhao Changming turned his head to stare at Jiang Zhengqiang, with a crazy and distorted expression on his face, Jiang Zhengqiang, Jiang He is not your own anyway! Cooperate with me well, and when I get the elixir, you will benefit! Otherwise, I will kill you!

Bah! Don't even think about it!

Jiang Zhengqiang cursed angrily and struggled, but it was totally meaningless.

I've made all the preparations, just waiting for Jiang He to come to my door!

Zhao Changming reached out to pick up the cigar on the coffee table, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath.

I love the taste!

The smoke column was slowly spit out from his mouth, and Zhao Changming was intoxicated, Jiang He is my elixir! Don't worry, I won't kill him! I will take good care of him! Let him provide me with blood continuously. He blood can cure me of any disease, and I can live a long time!

Bah! Zhao Changming, you won't succeed! You won't succeed!

Jiang Zhengqiang was angry and impatient, and cursed at Zhao Changming.

What else can stop me? Who else can stop me? Everything is already doomed! As early as that night nineteen years ago, after she saved me with a drop of blood, everything was doomed!

A ferocious sneer appeared on Zhao Changming's face, Extraordinary blood, extraordinary power, all of these are mine! No one can stop me!

Mr. Zhao!

At this time, Jiang Zhengqiang calmed down, Have you ever thought that you might be wrong from the beginning! If her blood can really cure all diseases, how could she die? Besides, the blood in my son , probably has no healing function!

No! No! My personal experience has proved that she saved me with a drop of blood! Maybe she used other methods, but her blood definitely played the most important role!

Zhao Changming waved his hand, Don't worry! I have gathered a strong scientific research team, and I will definitely study Jiang He's blood in the shortest possible time!

Mr. Zhao!

Jiang Zhengqiang suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Changming with a strange smile on his face, Remind me, my son has a bad temper.