Chapter 16 Doubtful Doubt

It was still early. The crowd did not leave the club immediately, but dispersed in twos and threes. Fang Kexin hasn't been here a few times, but with just a few experience, it's enough to play with it in front of the plane.

The world's top restaurants, private banquet halls, dance clubs and cocktail areas are gathered together. The bar and lounge area here combines classical and modern, Eastern and Western contrasting design, forming a Manhattan-style high-end building style in New York. Sitting by the window, you can enjoy the scenery on both sides of the Pujiang River. The rooftop terrace also has an amazing terrace sunbathing and a Japanese massage pool, which is a private club of top millionaires and celebrities.

The two walked slowly, and they were eloquent, constantly introducing everything she knew. They didn't know which space the thoughts of the people who should have listened had already drifted to. It was not until Fang Kexin could say anything that Zhang Ping pulled her quickly to a sofa and said thoughtfully, "I'm thirsty. Drink something first, and I'll come."

He didn't mention it. Zhang Ping clearly remembered the small building where Guo Dehua had been sent by those people before and hurriedly ran over. There are two security guards standing in front of the door. Obviously, this is a forbidden place. Zhang Ping did not hesitate. After taking a detour, he bent down and rushed to the second floor. The stainless steel fence was like nothing to him.

I looked for it one room after another and found it. Zhang Ping listened to the door for a moment until someone was about to come out and hid in the next room. After a while, he felt that there was no one else in it. Zhang Ping slowly opened the door and walked to the bed.

At this time, Guo Dehua's face turned blue, but there was a red line on his forehead. Zhang Ping frowned. This seems to be the technique of the Witch Gate. If he hadn't obtained the secrets of the Witch Gate by chance in the process of looking for the Tibetan temple, he would not have known it so well.

Just now, I overheard the doctor's consultation and studied it for a long time without knowing the reason. Several people said to have a good rest first, and they wanted to discuss it. He said secretly, "This witch's attraction can't be solved by ordinary people. However, I just saw someone using it a few days ago, and it appeared again today. I don't know if these people are the same group. If I had known that it, I shouldn't have easily let Jia Wangren go that night.

Zhang Ping stretched out his hand and pressed Guo Dehua's forehead and secretly explored the abnormality in his body. For a moment, his face became extremely solemn. This distraction has been practiced to such a degree. It is different from the world used by Jia Wangren. This is the real attraction. It can't be said that it will take a little effort.

With a slight concentration, Dantian's luck, Tianxing Zhenqi, which had been cultivated for nearly 10 years, ran back and forth in his body in an instant, and a trace of hot air penetrated Guo Dehua's forehead. The heat entered the body, and the red line on Guo Dehua's forehead slowly faded, until it disappeared, and his face gradually returned to normal.

In another room of Lantian Club, a man in a blue suit with a gloomy face was sitting cross-legged at the head of the bed. Suddenly, he shouted and his throat was rumbling. He had spit out a mouthful of blood and was unconscious.

Guo Dehua slowly woke up. There was no one in front of him. He struggled to get off the ground, walked out of the door, and met the doctors who surrounded an old man in a hurry.

When he saw Guo Dehua standing at the door, he was stunned. Just now, this man is still half dead. Why is there nothing wrong with him now? He was very surprised. The old man stepped forward and said comfortingly, "Ahua, you are just sick. Go in and rest."

Several people returned to the room. The doctor was puzzled by Guo Dehua's situation, and finally said goodbye. Only the old man and Guo Dehua were left facing each other in the room.

Guo Dehua said that he was performing on the stage. Suddenly, he felt that the depths of his mind seemed to explode. There was a blackness in front of him, and then he didn't know anything. When he woke up, he was inexplicable and didn't know anything.

The old man meditated for a moment and touched Guo Dehua's pulse. Guo Dehua only felt a thin stream pouring into his body, swam along his pulse, and finally stopped at his forehead. If there are outsiders, you can see Guo Dehua's forehead like a small earthworm, winding and moving, which is quite strange.

Guo Dehua suddenly slammed and said to the old man, "Uncle Hua, I seemed to have this feeling before I woke up just now. There was also some airflow on my forehead, but when I woke up, I didn't feel anything. But the airflow seems to be hot, which is different from yours.

Uncle Hua withdrew his true anger and closed his eyes, as if he were thinking about something. Guo Dehua did not dare to disturb him. This old man was the owner of Lantian Club, and he was also a famous medical saint. Even if the influence of his holy hand is removed, Lantian Club's own strength alone can be counted in Zhonghai. However, the behavior of Lantian Club is relatively monotonous and unknown.

Uncle Hua opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly, "A Hua, I checked the situation in your body just now, and there were quite a few traces of witching, but then it was directly refined by the master with heat. Although this skill is between me and my friend, this technique is really puzzling. Even if I come in person, it needs to be slowly resolved without being directly refined. Who on earth has such ability?

Not to mention that Uncle Hua and the two of them had been thinking about it, Zhang Ping had already come out of the building leisurely, turned back to Fang Kexin, talked and laughed with him, and commented on Lantian Club.

As he was laughing, several people came from afar. It was Gao Qiang, the head of the Public Security Bureau, with a man and a woman standing next to him. The man's appearance is handsome, the woman's makeup is beautiful, and she is in high spirit while walking. It is obvious that they are all children of the family.

The two quickly stood up and greeted Gao Qiang. Gao Qiang smiled and nodded: "Axin, I just came to you. Your Viagra has just come back from the United States. I just heard that you are also here. Ha ha, I haven't seen you for several years."

The young man is Gao Jiawei, the eldest son of Gao Qiang, and the beautiful woman is Zhuang Yan, his classmate studying in the United States. This time, I happened to meet him in Lantian Club. I was greeting him. Suddenly, I heard the name of Fang Kexin. I was quite moved to see Gao Jiawei, and I was a little curious.

When Gao Jiawei was in the United States, he was outstanding in appearance and was polite to people. He was very optimistic about his female classmates, especially a few foreign girls. It was obvious that he would not marry. Unfortunately, the falling flowers are intentional and the flowing water is ruthless. Others gossip that Gao Jiawei must have a good relationship in China, otherwise he must be gay.

Zhuang Yan looked at it secretly. The appearance of Fang Kexin in front of her was naturally good, but it was not a national beauty, so I didn't know what was special. But looking at her familiarity with the men around her, she seems to be a couple, and she is very worried about Gao Jiawei.

When he saw Gao Jiawei, he was full of joy. The two grew up together since childhood, which can be said to be childhood sweethearts. When they were young, they even worshipped the world, and they were a little embarrassed when they thought about it. At this time, when I saw it, I was very happy. I ran up and got a bear hug: "Brother Wei, why are you back? Are you on vacation or not leaving?"