Douluo’s All Heaven Upgrade

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Flying Drift City, Luoxia Inn

The silhouette of Chen Xiaoming has stepped into the Inn, while the people who are all around are stunned in place, and an extreme chill flows to the heart. Chen Xiaoming’s words are still echoing.

“Ai, killing people!”

With a sigh, I saw an old man who lay bare the truth with one remark.

At the center, Zhao Cheng came back to his senses, fiercely sighed in relief, with a bit of fear in his eyes, looking in the direction of Inn.

Reminiscent of the previous experience of the big guy 2 and Chen Xiaoming, Zhao Cheng has a feeling that all sentient beings are playing chess, and they are all in control of the other party.

Like a step by step, all in accordance with the other party’s plan.

Zhao Cheng was uneasy, and felt vigilant and fearful to Chen Xiaoming and the others.

Lu Liang faintly smiled, swept the crowd in his eyes, randomly found the Inn, and arranged the old man properly, then returned to the restaurant.

Zhao Cheng and the others didn’t stop when the onlookers dispersed, but what happened today was quickly spread in Flying Drift City.

As time passed, Chen Xiaoming was not affected much. After a day of rest, he chose to take a free clinic at the entrance of Inn.

What he asked for was not to punish evil and promote good, and he did not pay attention to the follow-up of big guy and the others.

The free clinic at first went very smoothly, because there were many people who came to admire it. For a time, Chen Xiaoming arranged a long queue in front of the humble booth before Inn.

Ouyang Qian stood behind him, while he beat his hands while listening to the relevant knowledge taught by Chen Xiaoming.

Lu Liang was on the side of the team, walking back and forth, maintaining order.

For a time, the road before Inn was blocked by water, and the hospitals inside the pool of the city saw a sudden drop in business.

But Chen Xiaoming will naturally not care about these.

The free clinic is in progress until the 5th day, when Zhao Cheng comes again, the agency behind him carries the body of the big guy who fled before.

2 Everyone has not escaped the bad luck of being killed, and it can be regarded as fulfilling the sentence of fate and fate.

Chen Xiaoming just glanced at it and ordered Lu Liang to bring the old man over.

In 5 days, although the old man did not recover completely, he was also awake. Besides being weak, he was able to get out of bed and walk.

At the moment, I saw my two sons killed. For a time, I completely fainted. After resuscitating again, I was crazy and mad, and the gods were nagging away, and everyone looked at my son.

Chen Xiaoming had no sympathy for this, and looked at the memory of the other party. There are not many people who have been destroyed by the family made by this group.

Zhao Cheng and the others, after seeing the old man, didn’t stay much. He saluted Chen Xiaoming and took the big guy’s body away again, as if the other party had come, just to bring the body.

Chen Xiaoming glanced at Zhao Cheng more, and didn’t think much about it. He continued his free clinic.

There is a population of several millions in Flying Drift City. Chen Xiaoming’s free consultation time is only half a month. When the time comes, Chen Xiaoming instructs Lu Liang to go out and decline everyone.

With Ouyang Qian, he boarded the carriage again and headed all the way to the East City Gate. On the way, many people who were favored by Chen Xiaoming retreated to the side with respect and gave way.

It didn’t take long for the kung fu. When the carriage came to the city gate, a silhouette was waiting here for a long time.

“Mr. Chen, please hold your steps.”

Silhouette is Constable Zhao Cheng, the Chief of Flying Drift City. At this moment, he respectfully stands beside the carriage, his hands are folded, he is above his head, and he worships Chen Xiaoming.

“What is it?”

The lazy voice came from within the carriage. Lu Liang’s eyes sitting in front of the carriage lighted up and stopped the carriage smoothly.

“I beg your husband to go to Shangyong and save those 500,000 lives.”

After finishing talking, Zhao Cheng took out something from his arms and handed it to Lu Liang. Lu Liang looked at the other person suspiciously and handed the letter into the carriage.

Zhao Cheng was very upset, he had personally experienced the other party’s medical skills, otherwise he would not rush to come this time.

The mediocre land is a land of richness. As the granary in the southeast of Fallen Rose Country, it is heavily guarded. The General responsible for guarding is Zhao Cheng ’s Uncle and Zhao Tianzong.

It was originally a place to stay in one place, and it was not in wartime. Nothing would happen at all, but a mediocre outbreak of unfathomable mystery broke out.

In the case of the plague, the lives of millions of mediocre men were threatened, and only 500,000 people were isolated and confirmed to be infected.

The famous doctors in Fallen Rose Country are all going, but still helpless.

As a guard, if this matter cannot be resolved, Zhao Cheng already knows his Uncle’s end.

“Want me to save?”

A lazily voice came from within the carriage, and Zhao Cheng’s eyes were delighted, but he bent down respectfully.

“Please sir!”

“Save, but I have the conditions.”

A faint voice came out, and then a note came out of the carriage. Lu Liang took it and handed it to Zhao Cheng.

Respectfully received it, Zhao Cheng was a little bit upset, and the opponent even lost 5,000,000 2 easily. The conditions he mentioned may not be fulfilled.

Opening the note and glancing at the content above, Zhao Cheng’s expression can’t help but be weird, but then it shows a happy look.

“Sir, but that’s all?”

“Can you do it?”

Hearing Chen Xiaoming’s words, Zhao Cheng sighed in relief, hesitated, and did not delay the time, directly responded to his Uncle.

“Sir, sincerely should come down for my uncle.”

“Hmm.”

In response to the 2 sounds, there was no more sound within the carriage. Chen Xiaoming glanced at the letter in his hand with interest. He went wherever he went or not.

Just wanted to convince him that Chen Xiaoming, 500,000 people’s lives are not enough, so he added those conditions.

Now that the other party has responded, Chen Xiaoming naturally does not mind looking at it in the past.

“Go.”

With a whisper in his mouth, Lu Liang slowly drove the carriage toward the outside of the city gate, and at the corner of the city gate, an old woman with white hair squatted in the corner, unkempt, and above her hair. Several weeds.

His eyes were dull, he was holding a weed in his hand, and he was continuously painting something on the ground. He even murmured “son” and “son” in the mouth, making the pedestrians passing by quite sympathetic.

The carriage bypassed it, and Chen Xiaoming Divine Consciousness sitting in the carriage swept away, but it was the head of the poor. Poor people must have hateful things, good and evil, and not worth sympathy.

“Go, go to mediocrity!”