304 Attention

When Ning Caichen and others gathered together to discuss how to save Smith.

The magnificent conference room decorated by a private hospital in the industry of Tianjimen. Several old guys at Tianjimen sat in a circle with cold faces and looked at the information in their hands. They were all in a heavy mood and the atmosphere was quite depressing.

"John, what do you think?" A white-haired old man sitting on the sofa took off the exquisite gold-edged pipe by his mouth, gently spit out a cigarette ring, and sped the pipe on the table in front of him. He said meaningfully, "It's not good! He can be relieved from such a dead situation. This is called Ning Caichen. It seems that it's really right this time!"

"Robert, I'm afraid it's not just some way! We underestimate this young man." John sat on his side and had a big belly. Although it was almost convex on the top of his head, it was also red and well maintained. He gently pushed the reading glasses and refuted Robert's words, "You have seen what happened to Jon. There is no problem with his vocal cords and nerves in all aspects, but it is inexplicable. Wonderfully lost the language ability, and it still happened in the blink of an eye. Can any of us sit on such a thing? He looked around at the crowd, threw the information in his hand aside, and hummed, "I'm afraid none of us can sit there!" Guys, we're in big trouble this time!"

"I said that you shouldn't do this, even if you let him take over the sky gate, what can you do? Can a young man still fight against us? An old man with a gloomy face, stood up nervously and patted the table excitedly, with his beard upturned.

"Gordon, sit down, don't get excited, be careful of heart attack. In fact, it may not be as hopeless as you think. You have been brainwashed too deeply by Smith. An old man with a gloomy face sitting next to him said calmly, "I don't think these materials are credible!" From the injuries of those who died, it can be inferred that there are sharpshooters among them, as well as warriors who are good at jungle warfare. But it's nonsense that these living people can say that he can dodge bullets like Superman. I have deep reason to suspect that these people may have been hypnotized! Otherwise, what reason does he have to leave these lives to us? Is it just to provide us with this information? Jon didn't see the specific scene that happened at that time. Pierce is now in a deep coma, and the only Wilton who came back alive to report was in a coma when it happened. All this is too coincidental!"

"I agree with Pirlo's opinion." Another old man with a crutch said, "We don't need to think too mysteriously before we really know the truth. Since we have done this, we will act as god-scepters even if the other party is a real god. In addition, Gordon, we did that to Smith. You think we still have a way out.

Gordon looked around the crowd angrily, and finally sighed and sat back in the chair.

"A coward!" John glanced at him contemptuously, cursed, turned his head and asked, "Wells, does that old man Smith still refuse to tell the hiding place of those documents?"

"He didn't say it. He firmly believed that the so-called Son of Heaven would save him." The only middle-aged man standing among the crowd said respectfully, "Mr. John, you know, Smith's age is there, and we can't torture him. If we really kill him, we won't get anything. The old man left a will, and it is likely that his property will be donated after his abnormal death.

If Ning Caichen is here, he will definitely be shocked. Smith's plan actually coincides with his idea.

"I don't know the so-called old guy." John coughed heavily, "Wells, which old man is optimistic about trying to knock out the whereabouts of those documents from his mouth as soon as possible. This matter can't be no longer variable. Tianji Gate was founded by our hard work, and outsiders are absolutely not allowed to touch it.

"Okay, Mr. John." Wells nodded and stood aside. He paused for a moment and took out a pile of paper from the briefcase behind him. "by the way, the people sent to China the other day to check what the fortune tellers said came back."

John looked at him angrily: "Why didn't you take these things out earlier!"

Wells humbly explained: "I just arrived this morning."

John frowned: "What's the important information?"

"I know very little information." Wells said, "Ning Caichen is a very mysterious person. He usually lives a simple life. Most of the people he comes into contact with are beautiful women. The deeds about him circulating in the outside world are similar to what they say, but if you really want to delve into it, you can't find out whether he is really related to him. He is a very mysterious person. But recently, he did a sensational thing in his national capital, putting a junior of a senior official in their country in prison without any punishment, which shows that he is still a person with a lot of background.

"I also heard about that. It is said that it was a dispute caused by the people of the Chinese Medical Association." Robert interrupted, "The noise is not small, but it calms down strangely, which is not in line with the national conditions of that country."

John pondered for a moment and turned his head and said, "Wells, let the people sent know more about the inside story."

"Yes, sir." At this time, Wells' mobile phone rang. After he connected, he said a few words, and then hung up. "The cars they drove were found and lost on the bank of the Thames, but they couldn't find them. Those people have strong anti-tracking ability. I asked them to continue to look for it.

John nodded and looked at Robert: "Robert, you just talked about the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. Do they have some kind of medical exchange here?"

Robert nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, an old friend of mine is there, and the exchange meeting will be over in a few days."

John said, "Since Western medicine can't detect Jon's problems, it's better to invite those traditional Chinese medicine doctors to come and see Jon's situation. Traditional Chinese medicine is a very magical subject, and Ning Caichen is also their country. I think they should know something about what happened to Jon!"

Robert said, "Okay! I'll arrange it."

"Wells, how are the people at the headquarters preparing?" John asked.

"Everything is ready." Wells replied.

"Tell them not to take it lightly." John said, "Nanxi and Levy are with them, and the headquarters is too familiar to them. They will definitely send someone to the headquarters to understand the situation. If they appear, they can be killed on the spot without hesitation. I'll go to the police station to say hello.

"Old John." Pirlo coughed softly, "I don't think we can rely on mercenaries alone. There are superpowers in this world, and the so-called son of heaven is likely to have some superpowers. If this is the case, it is also necessary for us to arrange some corresponding opponents for him.

"Pirlo, I'll take care of this matter." An old man who had been sitting in silence in the corner said, "I know two killers with special abilities, and I will hand over the commission to them."

"William, you finally opened your mouth. I thought you were asleep!" Pirlo laughed sarcastically and said, "Everyone is involved in this matter, and the benefits after the event are equally divided. We should really work together and not hide our own abilities. You should have invited such a killer out earlier. Maybe that boy is dead.

"Pierlo, shut your mouth." William snorted coldly, "How could I know that the killer trained by Old John can't even handle a young man!"

John couldn't hang on his face and said angrily, "Enough, we're not here to listen to your quarrels. Now our main purpose is to kill the so-called son of heaven, no matter what method. Who has an idea? Take advantage of it now and kill him as soon as possible. I always have a very bad feeling in my heart.

Pirlo exclaimed, "John, do you feel the same way? Damn, when I got up in the morning, I actually felt the same way.

A burst of riot.

Several old men whispered to each other, and the conclusion was that their forebomonitions were surprisingly consistent.

These people are all born in divination and know more about the impermanence of fate than ordinary people.

Such a magical thing happened. Everyone was not as calm as before. They looked at each other, and their faces changed color.

will lose!

Such a word appeared in everyone's hearts for the first time!

After a moment, John's throat became a little hoarse: "Guys, there is no absolute in the world. When there is something wrong with divination, let alone a hunch. Maybe it's just a coincidence."

"Yes, it must be a coincidence." Pirlopi pulled the corners of his mouth a few times without a smile, "How can we not win a young man in his early twenties with such a big industry and power? Guys, we are all laughing. We are not dead yet. Maybe we will hear the news of his death in a few days.

"Anyway, he must die." William closed his eyes, ignored his slightly trembling hands like Parkinson's patients, and smiled calmly, "Otherwise, I will definitely have insomnia."