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Xie Erbo

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The gang leader patted Old Master Du's shoulder.""I heard that this person's martial arts is very powerful?"

"Hehe, no matter how powerful he is, he's not as powerful as you!”Old Master Du bowed slightly and was about to continue when he realized that the Gang Leader's expression was not right. He hurriedly changed his words and said,"Of course, comparing Yuan Bin to you is my fault, please forgive me.”

"Furthermore…" Seeing that the gang leader's gaze had softened a little, Old Master Du continued,"No matter how powerful he is, we have connections in the police station.”

"Got it. Thank you, Old Du.”Gang Leader's tone was still cold.

Old Master Du looked at the gang leader a little excitedly. The gang leader thanked him, which meant that he was valued by the gang leader and his hard work was not in vain.

Gang Leader was a little surprised. What kind of person was Yuan Bin? He needed to use his connections in the police station to find her, and there was no news? He paced back and forth slowly and suddenly asked,""What about his friends and classmates?"

"No matter how much we investigated, there was only one person called He Yongling who lived in Gu Site's brother's villa. After Gu Site's brother's accident, He Yongling and Yuan Bin went to the hospital to visit him.”Old Master Du leaned his head closer and said,"We are also secretly investigating that woman."”

"Don't make this matter bigger." The gang leader waved his hand. There are so many of you, but you can't even handle two young people.”

"Yes... It's..." Old Master Du paused for a moment. He understood what had happened in the villa, but it had become a little tricky. He sighed, but hesitated for a moment before he spoke. He did not know if he should tell her about another matter at the moment.

"Do you still have something to do?" Old Master Du's hesitation was immediately noticed by the gang leader.

"There have been a lot of unpleasantness in Paris recently.”"Someone is planning to organize a demonstration soon," Old Master Du said seriously. I'm here to inform you. What do you think we should do?"

Although he was the second-in-command of the Chinese gang, Old Master Du knew his own capabilities. The demonstration might directly affect the gang leader's business. If he didn't inform the gang leader and dealt with it like this, he might lose his life. In the eyes of the gang leader, he was nothing. Due to the smashing of the villa, the public reacted fiercely. The anti-violence protest had already been pushed to the forefront, and it definitely could not be hidden.

"Parade?" "Why are you telling me this?" The gang leader paused.”

The smile on Old Master Du's face was a little stiff."This is an anti-violence demonstration organized by the government for millions of people…I want to ask for your opinion."

Old Master Du said the words " anti-violence by millions of people " very lightly, and only he knew what he meant. This demonstration was not simple, and the scale was far greater than before. Even if it didn't affect the business of the Chinese gang, if he didn't handle it well, he wouldn't be able to escape the blame.

"Not only Paris, but other provinces will also participate," Old Master Du continued. The most important thing is that this protest is targeted at our Chinese gang. I don't want this parade to cause any damage or displeasure to you. After all, our Chinese gang has so many businesses in Paris.”

The gang leader nodded and suddenly glared at Old Master Du.""Millions of people? You're only telling me now?"

"Yes..." Old Master Du lowered his head and did not dare to look at the gang leader."The fishing vessels are too powerful now. I've been coordinating with the police recently, and I really can't withstand the pressure from all sides.”

Gang Leader's expression suddenly turned ugly. He put his hands behind his back and did not say anything for a long time. Looking at the beautiful Seine River, he began to examine Old Man Du's words.

It was no wonder that the negative news had affected the business of the Chinese gang.

Since it was targeted at the Chinese gang, there must be a huge mastermind behind the scenes. It must be the Shen Qing gang. The parade could not be stopped, so they could only prepare in advance and guide the fishing boats. If the number of people protesting this time reached a million, his industry might indeed be hit.

"Since what's done is done, you can't let anything happen in the parade. No one can get hurt." Otherwise, the media would take the opportunity to create rumors. We have a strong relationship with the police station. Let them take this opportunity to arrest people and minimize the negative impact of our gang.”

"I understand. Thank you for your reminder.”Old Master Du said.

"Millions of people…He still has some energy…" "Just do your job well," the gang leader said. I'll contact you for the details."

Old Master Du was delighted. Although it was just a polite remark, it showed that the gang leader respected him a little. At least he didn't make the gang leader's mood too bad.

......

After arriving at Doctor Yang's house, Yuan Bin took off his clothes.

Everyone was shocked to see such a burly figure at such a close distance.

The shape of his muscles was too perfect, but these beautiful muscles were covered with many adult wounds, all of which revealed Yuan Bin's life and death experience. Especially the one on his chest. It was huge and ferocious, about half a foot long, and was covered in a terrifying and rugged purple-purple color.

To take a closer look, Doctor Yang approached the wound and gently dabbed it with a cotton swab with alcohol. Pus and blood and broken skin were stained. To create a wound of this degree, one had to be extremely vicious. If they had gone a little deeper and injured his internal organs, Yuan Bin would have lost his life.

"This is too terrifying! How painful is this?"

Seeing Yuan Bin's wound, He Yongling couldn't help but cry out. Her hands were trembling as she spoke.

"Little girl, don't worry." "The wound is still filled with pus. It's obvious that it's infected because of constant activity and lack of rest," said Doctor Yang. If he continued to neglect his body and overdid it, he would die if he got infected. Fortunately, you met me."

While he was shocked, he also had a deep admiration for Yuan Bin. Just now downstairs, he disregarded his own safety and illness. He saw injustice on the road and punished evil and promoted good. It was already very impressive. Even if the best medicine was used, he had to be cured.

Thinking of this, Doctor Yang quickly took out a small jar and a few leather bags from the room.

The only thing that he didn't understand was the jar. There were a few white pills in the transparent jar. There were no labels on the outside. As for what medicine it was, Yuan Bin couldn't tell. Although he did not have the desire to open it and take a look.

Doctor Yang carefully held the jar in his hand, opened the lid, and said,"This thing is the latest developed and improved steroid. The side effects were almost zero, but the medicinal effects were very good. It can fight infection, increase immunity and male hormones, promote wound healing, and even increase your muscles. I'm eating too."

Yuan Bin had taken steroids before. As a martial arts student, steroids were a necessity for private training. He hadn't eaten much since he came to France, not to mention the side effects. Now that he heard that the side effects were very low, Yuan Bin was a little curious.

"Steroids are very expensive. One pill costs 100 euros." Two pills a day. I've given you a prescription for a month. Take it before you go to bed. Be sure to mix it with these Chinese medicines.”

He shook the leather bag in his hand again. There were obviously good things in the leather bag. Although he couldn't tell what the materials were, he could still see some high-grade Chinese medicinal herbs. Yuan Bin had only seen some of them in books.

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