Chapter 238： I advise you to be a good person!

Chapter 238 I advise you to be a good person!

The office is so quiet that you can hear a needle drop.

Zhao Yi’s expression went from being fierce at the very beginning, to unbelievable, and then to the tragic and sad now, but it took only 2 seconds.

Similar to acting in a TV series.

Joe took two breaths, finally winning.

Zhao Yi slumped into a chair.

"You, do you know her?"

"Know a ghost!" Joe returned to him out of anger, "My old lady said, I can tell the fortunes, I saw it all in you!"

"You, can you see her, she is dead?"

Qiao Yi: "..."

Come here, there is a mental retardation here.

"I haven't got my Gua today. I have a quota. Would you like to count it?

Anything can be asked except life and death.

A master like me, no one can ask for it, it’s out of date! "

Qiao Yi tilted Erlang's legs, coupled with her unruly smile, stubbornly stubborn, not as sophisticated as a metaphysical master, but a bit like a little **** who collects protection fees at the entrance of the street.

Zhao Yixin hit the drums, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, Qiao suddenly slapped the table, then spread his palms.

"Since you are looking for me to count, you must abide by my rules. It is because you are a friend of Mr. He. I will charge you a bit cheaper, 30 million yuan. Pay for it!"

Zhao Yi: "..."

This is so special to take advantage of the fire.

Open the drawer, take out the checkbook, and write a few large letters.

"I can forget it now."

As soon as Qiao took the check and checked it carefully, Cai Fan quickly packed the check for fear that Zhao Yi would regret it temporarily.

"Let's talk, what you want to ask, you can test a word."

"I just want to know where she is and where can I go to find her."

Joe rubbed his chin, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Yi slowly changed in his sight.

The surrounding scenes became blurry and transparent. Gradually, a thick white air lingered around Zhao Yi's body, but there was a lot of red air in it.

The white sense of breath is the unique sense of breath of the doctor, which means to save the dead and heal the wounded.

and red...

Qiao smiled and shook his head, "Interesting, Dr. Zhao, you are a healer, but you are actually a murderer, contradicting yourself."

Zhao Yi's face changed, "I only let you find her for me, do you care so much?"

Qiao Yi: "..."

Mom, if the old lady didn't collect the money, the old lady would definitely **** you.

Zhao Yi’s life, like a movie, appeared before Qiao’s eyes,

"Eight years ago, on the African continent, you were shot in the left abdomen. You were in danger. A woman saved you. In the next three years, you will travel all over the African continent and find her as Doctors Without Borders. Then you were together, I Is that wrong?"

Zhao Yi's eyes darkened, "Not bad."

Joe pulled a piece of paper, wrote and drew.

After half an hour.

Qiao handed over paper to Zhao Yi.

is a map filled with symbols that he can't understand.

An asterisk is placed on the right of the center.

Zhao is also not sure, "This is... Country M?"

Qiao raised her eyebrows, she was so ghostly, and it could be seen that Zhao was also a talent.

"There is no way to locate a specific city, your sense of breath is too muddy, I can't see it clearly."

"A sense of breath?" Zhao Yi couldn't understand.

"Simply speaking, everyone will have a sense of breath that belongs to him, and you also have it, but your sense of breath is contaminated, so I see some things very vaguely." Qiao explained.

"Why is mine contaminated?" The word pollution was inexplicably harsh, and Zhao Yi's face sank.

Qiao sneered, "I have to ask you, Dr. Zhao, while saving people and killing people, are you an angel or a demon?"

"You!" Doctor Zhao suddenly sat up straight, staring at her fiercely.

Qiao raised his eyebrows, "Why, do you want to go back or do you want to shame? Or else you want to hit me?

Doctor Zhao, I advise you to be a good person and accumulate some merits. Maybe, after a while, I will be able to see where your girlfriend is. "

Author, I’m going to participate in another round of PK competition, little cuties, this is a war without gunsmoke, whether it can be won, the author is all up to you, I beg the cuties who have recommended votes to vote for me, As long as pk has passed, the author would like to thank you! Love you guys!

(End of this chapter)