The personal security of the beautiful president

And here, the man in red said to No. 98: "Okay, you don't have to worry about the devil Long Shuai, let's continue."

"Follow my ancestors."

No. 98 raised his head and looked flatteringly at the man in red, his eyes were full of affection.

"Death Elephant, looking at me so lewdly, I gouged out your eyes." The man in red said coquettishly.

"Yes, my ancestor." No. 98 bowed his head.

And here, the man in red continued to give instructions to someone around him: "No. 38, you need to speed up your work with Mr. Wangge."

"As long as Wangge's old family hand over the formula of the alchemy pill, our witch doctor lineage will flourish, hehehe. As for my disciples and grandchildren, they will no longer have to sleep in coffins during the day and come out to activities at night, hehehe."

Amidst the laughter, the image on the big screen disappeared.The red-clothed man seemed to have more than enough to say, and he made a pilgrimage to the big screen that had no images before getting up.

Then, he got up and walked to the front of the 98 large coffins.

At the same time, he yelled: "Okay, don't sleep, get up and work, do you hear me?"

Strange to say.

Accompanied by the shout of number 98.

The one hundred large red lacquered coffins in front of them were lifted open at the same time.

At the same time, stretched out a series of snow-white arms with no human color from inside.

Then followed by a series of yawning sounds.

"Okay, get up and go to work, do you hear me, don't sleep, don't sleep."

No. 98 walked back and forth between one hundred large coffins, kicking the coffins as he walked.

Sure enough, with the urging of No. 98, men with fair stature who looked a bit like vampires stood up from the coffin.

They stretch, and then do various activities.

He ran to the closet next to him and dug out his clothes and put them on.

Ten minutes later, a hundred vampire-like men walked out from the back door of the Witch Doctor Hall one after another.

After No. 98 saw all the men leaving, he took a look at the surrounding neighborhood again, and closed the door of the medical center when he saw that there was no movement.

Of course.

What 98 doesn't know is.

On top of the tallest building in this block, there has always been a pair of bright eyes watching all this silently.

This person is naturally Ding Zhe.

After intimidating No. 98, Ding Zhe didn't leave immediately, but stayed here to observe.

When he saw those vampire-like people walking out of the witch doctor's hall, he understood.

That old rabbit didn't take his threat seriously at all.

"very good."

The corner of Ding Zhe's mouth turned up: "Old rabbit, this time we are right, I have dug your rabbit's nest for sure."

Next, Ding Zhe jumped directly from the building, and then silently followed a man who looked like a vampire.

Seeing him walking around the streets, he actually came to a medical clinic that was open at night.

After a while, he walked out of that clinic again, holding a pack of medicine in his hand, and went straight to the next clinic.

During the period, when passing the trash can, I threw the package of medicine into the trash can.

Ding Zhe frowned, then hurried into the medical clinic.

In the medical hall, a male doctor who is not very old is packing his things.

Seeing Ding Zhe come in, he couldn't help frowning: "What's the matter today, why are there more patients when the door is about to be closed?"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the desk and said, "Come on, young man sitting here, I'll take your pulse and stick out your tongue by the way, let me see your tongue coating."

Ding Zhe didn't speak, but walked over and grabbed the old doctor's wrist, putting both wrists on it.

"Hey, what are you doing, what are you doing?"

The old doctor shrank back vigorously while looking at Ding Zhe strangely.

"What disease did that young man see you for?" Ding Zhe asked.

"You said that little boy, he has kidney deficiency, and I prescribed Liuwei Dihuang Wan for him."

The old doctor subconsciously said, "Hey, why am I telling you this?"

"Thank you."

Ding Zhe grabbed a pen and paper from the desk, wrote down a prescription and handed it to the old doctor: "If tomorrow you feel that you have a headache, cough up blood, or have heavy eyelids, follow this prescription and I will guarantee you the medicine until you get sick." remove."

After speaking, Ding Zhe turned and left.

"They're all old Chinese medicine practitioners. Why are you pretending to be crazy when you come to my place? You're crazy."

The old doctor cursed at Ding Zhe's back.

Ding Zheli ignored him, turned around and walked out quickly.

Since he didn't linger long at the old doctor's place, he went out just in time to see the man who looked like a vampire walking to the corner of the street and was about to turn a corner.

Then, Ding Zhe hurriedly followed.

Ding Zhe followed the man to three clinics in one go.

This is the process in every house. A man who looks like a vampire walks in and then walks out, carrying a pack of medicine.

Drugs go in the trash.

Then go straight to the next block.

As for the doctors on duty in the hospital, they all had the same symptoms as the first one.

Of course, except for the doctor in the first medical center, after Ding Zhe left a prescription, the rest of Ding Zhe just looked at the situation, turned around and left.

In the blink of an eye, it was midnight, and Ding Zhe returned to the witch doctor guild where No. 98 was located.

By this time, Ding Zhe had basically figured out the conspiracy of the ancestor of the witch doctor.

Still standing on the tallest building on this street.

Ding Zhe looked down at the men who looked like vampires, and walked into the witch doctor hall one by one.

During this period, the guy named No. 98 has been standing in front of the door and waiting silently.

All one hundred people came back before he turned and closed the door.

Everything was as if nothing had happened.

At this point, Ding Zhe smiled indifferently, then picked up the phone, dialed Qiu Ruifeng's phone number, and at the same time ordered: "Qiu Ruifeng, I order you to mobilize all the hidden killers in this city to surround Baiyu Street The witch doctor guild hall, there must be no mistakes."

"Uh!"

A voice on the phone said, "Boss, don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you are the only one who delays the emergency situation."

Ding Zhe said coldly.

"Uh, boss, don't scare me, I'll act right away!"

Qiu Ruifeng didn't dare to be in front of her mother-in-law: "Right away."

Ding Zhe didn't pay attention to Qiu Ruifeng, but picked up the phone and called Hua Yongchang: "Hua Yongchang."

"Sir, what are your orders?" Hua Yongchang was very energetic.

"I order you to lead a battalion of guards, and cooperate with Qiu Ruifeng, the Ninghai Hidden Assassination Organization, to block Baiyu Avenue. There must be no mistakes."

Ding Zhe said.

"Understood, execute immediately."

Hua Yongchang said.

Ding Zhe put down the phone.

Almost at the same time, the piercing sound of sirens came from the corner of the street.

The sound of the siren is not like the sound of a single police car, but the sound of countless police cars together.

It is particularly harsh in the city in the second half of the night.

Not long after, Ding Zhe saw continuous police cars appearing on both sides of Baiyu Street.

At this point, Ding Zhe turned around and left. While walking, Ding Zhe sneered: "Old rabbit, since you and I are right, then I will definitely be a qualified opponent."