Chapter 229

Fisher's ancestral home on the west coast of the ocean.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

The 92 year old owner, William Fisher, was lying in his easy chair, coughing violently. He felt that he was becoming more and more powerless. I was afraid that his time was running out.

Last month, Duden Fisher died in Ningyuan City, China.

His death should have been a trivial matter for the Fisher family. Not to mention breaking bones and muscles, it was not even skin and hair.

However, several of Durden's elders were furious. They thought it was the intention of the family owner to deliberately refuse to save Durden, causing chaos in the family.

William Fisher wanted to hang these people up and beat them up, but he was powerless.

Old, useless.

No matter how deep the accumulated prestige in the past is, it will always be exhausted one day.

Durden couldn't help glancing at some old guys in the room.

Several of the people who used to be tired of being here every day have now disappeared.

At present, it is a time of turmoil and mountain rain, but the people in the family look like this. How can they take the lead in the next disaster?

"Something's wrong with Mellon?" William narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the middle-aged man standing on the side. "What's the situation? Tell me."

The middle-aged man whispered, "you know, Chris has been doing pharmaceutical research."

"In order to collect materials, he opened a hospital over Mellon."

"Sometimes when he meets the right material, he will catch Mellon to study."

"I accidentally bumped into a stubble this time..."

William frowned and asked, "what stubble?"

The middle-aged man said, "yes, the Chinese teenager who shot down Duden's helicopter before..."

William's wrinkled eyelids suddenly opened up and showed a pair of cloudy eyes.

"The young man of the Lu family in Jiangdong?" William said in amazement. "What's his name, Lu Yao?"

The middle-aged man nodded and carefully said, "yes, that's him."

"According to our investigation, this man is likely to be Lu Deqian's grandson."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

William Fisher coughed violently again.

One or two, it's causing me trouble!

Now is the time to make enemies everywhere!

How dare you provoke the Lu family... Crazy, crazy!

What kind of towering tree is Zhendang family? Anything you get into trouble will end for you?!

"How's it going now? Can you get rid of the relationship?" William asked aside, caressing his chest and gasping hard.

The middle-aged humanitarian nearby said: "according to our people in Mellon City, a fifth level demon hunter has been sent out in China, and something seems to have happened in Tracy hospital."

Then he glanced at the owner secretly, looked at his face and said tentatively, "what should we do now? We don't have much strength in Mellon City, or... Let 'that' help?"

"After all, Mellon is someone else's territory..."

After a long silence, William Fisher finally sighed and said, "well, contact the 'that'. No matter how to deal with it, we must separate the family from Tracy hospital and not have any relationship."

"What conditions the other party offers, and try to agree if you can."

"As for Chris..." William's eyes showed a cruel color and said, "he has developed No. 0 medicine, which can be regarded as devoting himself to the family."

The people next to him didn't understand what the owner meant. He felt cold and immediately took orders and left.

……

In a ward of Tracy hospital.

Lu Yao took off his coat and exposed his left shoulder. The doctor brought by Wen Shaoyu treated the burst wound for him again.

He only felt that his physique seemed to have reached a new level. After such a toss in the past two days, he thought the wound would fester and fester, and even face amputation. Unexpectedly, his state was fairly OK.

Is this the constitution of the second-order demon hunter? It's amazing.

I don't know what kind of state the fifth level demon hunter will be, limb regeneration? Flesh and blood have spirit?

Like a starfish, it can be torn into many?

Er, this should be because I think too much

The old president of Tracy's hospital is standing by the window at a loss at the moment, watching these "murderers" heal their wounds as if there were no one else in their own hospital.

He opened the curtain and looked at the corpses of "demons" in different shapes in the yard. Many of them could vaguely recognize the body of his former colleagues. The old Dean couldn't help shaking.

I used to get along with the existence of horns on my head and sharp hands and claws day and night?

Maybe if you don't have the right words, you will easily break your neck?

It's chilling to think about it.

Wen Shaoyu sat by Lu Yao's bed and said, "who is Du who broke into the hospital?"

Lu Yao shook his head and said, "I don't know. I only know that he is a Chinese who has lived here for many years."

Then he looked around and said, "Mr. Du probably doesn't want to see the senior management of the China Alliance. As soon as you appear, he will disappear."

Wen Shaoyu shrugged, which was unknown.

While talking, Lu put on his coat, got up and said to Wen Shaoyu, "what should we do next? Go back to China first? Or stay and investigate the situation here first?"

Wen Shaoyu glanced at him and said, "don't bother. Let's keep it here for a while."

"Do you think helicopters can fly hundreds of kilometers so easily? I almost killed them all the way before."

"You..."

Before he had finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Almost at the same time, Lu Yao suddenly felt that the surrounding air seemed to become much thicker, and it was like falling into a pond from the air.

At that moment, even the light became distorted, and the surrounding scenery began to become colorful and strange.

Is this... Magic power?

It seems that the pressure intensity is higher than that of Du Lao and Michelle Roberts, but it doesn't make people feel very uncomfortable.

Is there a high-level demon hunter nearby? Fifth order?!

Wen Shaoyu frowned slightly.

The pressure is soothing and peaceful, and there is no intention of attack.

It seems that he is just showing his strength.

Who's so funny?

Wen Shaoyu stood up and stood in front of Lu Yao to resist the damage that might be caused by coercion.

"Da, Da, Da..."

A burst of high-heeled shoes sounded outside the door and gradually approached.

A moment later, a Western woman in a lace dress and big wavy curly hair came to the door.

She looked directly at Wen Shaoyu in the ward, smiled and said in a familiar Chinese language: "you two, but Chinese guests from afar?"

"It's far from welcome."