"You're finally here. Boss has been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you change your face?" Ah-Jiu said when he saw the red-haired man arrive and went downstairs. However, he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be the young man he had saved last time. Although his hair was also fiery red, his facial features didn't look like the person he had saved last time.
"I am Kong Xixiang, my benefactor. I am wearing a human skin mask. Please don't tell your boss because you know that I am hiding from the organization's pursuit and can't show my true face to others.”Ever since he was hunted down by the people of the cult and was saved by Ah Jiu after being seriously injured, he had learned his lesson and bought a human skin mask to hide his identity.
"So that's how it is. That's good. Alright, come with me.”Ah-Jiu finally understood.
" Okay, take me to your boss." The red-haired young man took out a pair of sunglasses from his bag and put them on. Then, he followed Ah-Jiu into the hospital. Ah-Jiu was a little confused at first, but he soon understood. Perhaps he did not want his boss to know his true face. It seemed that he did not have a good impression of his boss. Without a good impression, of course, he did not trust him. The reason why the young man did this was to hide his eyes, because the human skin mask did not cover his eyes.
Wu Fujie was anxiously pacing back and forth outside the intensive care unit. When he saw Ah-Jiu walking over with a tall young man with fiery red hair, he quickly went up to him and said,
"Sir, how should I address you?"
"Kong Xixiang, from Tengchong, Yunnan." The young man replied unhurriedly.
"I heard from Ah-Jiu that you are some ancient martial arts cultivator. Is that true?”Wu Fujie said in a low voice.
"Hmm? "Yes." The young man was stunned for a moment. He looked around and saw that no one was looking in his direction.
"Mr. Wu, let's talk inside."
" Okay, okay, okay." Wu Fujie quickly entered the ward with the two of them.
The red-haired young man wasn't worried at all. When he was in the " Destined One " organization, he used a fake name. Kong Xixiang was his real name. He wasn't worried that his identity would be found out at all. Besides, he always wore a human skin mask outside, and the sect master was cultivating in seclusion. He wasn't afraid of being recognized by others in the sect.
Wu Fujie saw his son lying on the bed with a silly look on his face. He thought that since this person was so powerful, why not let him help him cure his son? So he said,
"Mr. Kong, you are a Xiuzhenist, so you must have some kind of miraculous medicine. Can you please save my son?”
" Let me see." Although Kong Xixiang had heard about what happened from Ah-Jiu and despised Wu Zijie's character, he wanted to see if he could cure Wu Zijie in order to earn the money.
Therefore, he walked over and looked carefully. Kong Xixiang, who was once one of the four Divine Beast Emissaries, practiced a technique called "Fire Needle Crossing Acupoints" that could cure many patients. As this technique was not a killing move, Kong Xixiang had never used it before. Now, he might be able to try it on Wu Zijie. He made up his mind and said,
"Mr. Wu, one of your son's legs and one of his arms suffered two heavy blows and are completely crippled. I can cure the other pair of hands and feet and his dementia.”
"That's great, that's great. As long as he can be cured, it's fine.”Wu Fujie immediately became happy. He originally thought that his son should have no hope, but when he heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.
Ah-Jiu was also very happy. It seemed that he could keep his job.
"However, I helped you kill because I owe Ah-Jiu a favor. But saving your son is an extra. I can't save him for nothing.”
"No problem, no problem. As long as you save my son, I'll give you five million. How about it?”
"What is it? Five million?" Kong Xixiang frowned. His son's dementia could not be cured even if he went to the best hospital in the country. Although his " Fire Needle Crossing Acupoints " could cure his dementia and paralyzed body, it would also consume a lot of true energy. Moreover, his son's illness could be said to be incurable, but he actually used five million to send him away? He was wearing a suit that cost at least six figures. When he went up, Ah-Jiu had pointed out his car to him. He recognized that it was a brand new Rolls-Royce Phantom.
The Phantom inherited the classic Rolls-Royce design: Long engine hood, short front suspension, and long rear suspension. The long wheelbase created a spacious interior, and the vertical hood and headlights added an extraordinary temperament to it. Another feature of the Rolls-Royce was its roofline, which blended in with the sturdy C-pillar at the rear, adding a sense of stability to the car. At the bottom of the car, there was another ingenious upward arc from the back to the front, reflecting the slowly descending roof. Other features included a hidden rear window combined with the C-pillar to provide greater privacy for the rear seat passengers and a wide profile.
It could be said that the price of this car was at least 10 million yuan, and it had just been bought not long ago. He actually used 5 million yuan to treat this incurable disease. Wasn't he looking down on others? At the thought of this, he sneered,"
"Mr. Wu, your private car is a Rolls-Royce Phantom, right? I think the price of this car is at least 10 million yuan. You think your son's consultation fee is less than the price of a car? That's too unreasonable, right?”
" This..." Wu Fujie thought that cultivators like him were usually cultivating, and he was dressed very shabbily. Other than wearing a pair of sunglasses to look cool, he didn't see anything special about him. He thought that he didn't know the details of his company, so he wanted to quote a similar price to fool him. Who knew that he would be seen through by him when he saw his car?
" If Mr. Wu is so insincere, I can help you kill that cultivator, but I can't do anything about your son's illness." After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"Okay, okay, okay. I, I'll give you 10 million!”Wu Fujie gritted his teeth and said. Although his company's total assets were as much as one billion, he still did not want to spend too much money. In his eyes, money was very important, even more important than his son. However, he did not want his son to live the rest of his life.
Ah-Jiu couldn't stand it anymore. Kong Xixiang waved his hand and said,"
"I'll lose a lot of my true qi to treat his son's illness, which will affect the speed at which my cultivation increases. Moreover, the slow increase in my cultivation means that I'm in more danger. In the organization I belong to, although there's no one much stronger than me except for the Sect Master, there are three people who are on par with me, and there are more than ten people who are not weaker than me. If they send out several people, it's very likely that I'll die in their hands. It can be said that I'm completely gambling with my life. Is 10 million enough?"
" Then, how much do you want? For Jie's illness, I'll go all out," Wu Fujie said through gritted teeth.
Kong Xixiang looked down on him. He didn't expect this man to value money so much. To save his son's illness, as a father, no matter how much, he should give generously without hesitation. However, he didn't expect Wu Fujie to be so shy when he took out ten million yuan. He knew that ten million yuan was an astronomical figure for ordinary people. Although Wu Fujie's company wasn't a relatively large enterprise, it was definitely not difficult to take out ten million yuan. He originally only wanted fifteen million yuan. Seeing that he was angry, she might as well ask for an exorbitant price and said,
"Thirty million! I can't lose a single cent. This is a matter that concerns my life. I'm already gambling with my life. Also, if the cultivator you want me to kill reaches my level or is stronger than me, my life will be in danger. You can't ask me to use this money to do a life-gambling business, right? Besides, your son is your darling. Is he not worth 30 million in your heart?”
"You! You're taking advantage of a burning house!" Wu Fujie was annoyed. He really didn't want to fork out 30 million for such a matter. His bottom line was only 20 million. He didn't expect this guy to ask for 30 million.
Ah-Jiu was in a dilemma, so he could only remain silent.
"Ah-Jiu, my benefactor, I know what you're thinking. You also know that I'm poor now. Other than killing people or knowing some general knowledge of Chinese medicine, I don't have any other skills. Moreover, I'm still being hunted by the organization. If I can't finish this target quickly and expose my true qi for too long, I'll be discovered by the cultivation experts in the organization. At that time, it'll be a situation where both sides suffer, and the target will benefit from it!”
" Boss, look," Ah-Jiu raised his head and looked at Wu Fujie. He said with a lack of confidence.
"Good! I promise you, 30 million it is, but if you don't kill that bastard and cure my son's illness, you won't get a single cent!”
"No problem. It's only right and proper to take someone's money and do something for them. Leave everything to me.”Kong Xixiang vowed.
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