Chapter 402: Shocking

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"Bah, just saved three white-eyed wolves. This kind of person is not worthy of being healed." Song Heju murmured for Wang Ping'an and sipped in anger.
He felt that if he licked it more, he could have a good impression in front of Wang Ping'an, and if he was poisoned later, he could get more preferential treatment.
This detoxification took 300,000. Although the family had money, they also felt pain.
But seeing the three people in Tianwumen spent 3 million, I suddenly felt that everything was worth it.
This year, nothing to offend the doctor, you can't offend.
But Wang Ping waved his hand and said calmly: "It's okay, the more arrogant they are, the better. They will come to me for treatment in the future, so that I can get a higher price with peace of mind."
"..." Song Heju felt that, fortunately, he had been licking in time, and he would definitely have a chance to negotiate a preferential price in the future.
In the distance, the world's vitality fluctuated too much, and Wang Ping'an couldn't help turning his head, and glanced a few times.
"Master, today the mountain is very lively, shall we go and see?" Tang Shenyi asked.
"Wan family came back to get face, looking for zombies to avenge, what are we going to see? See if they are abused by zombies? Or watch zombies abuse them? When the zombies become addicted, will you abuse them together?"
After thinking for a long time, Tang Shenyi clarified the relationship between active and passive sentences, and stunned: "This ... this zombie is so powerful?"
"you guess?"
"..." Tang Shenyi was trained to lose his temper, Master said so, how dare he guess.
At this time, the middle-aged man with a ravioli stall at the intersection, with a stubble on his face, brought the cigarettes with the vicissitudes unique to the middle-aged man, and came over with a smile.
"You are Wang Ping'an? Meet me. I'm Cheng Long. I'm the person in charge of the relevant department. I want to talk to you." He reached out and was very friendly.
Wang Ping'an said in surprise: "Jackie? You're not playing legends, what ravioli stand? Is the younger brother chopped down, or can't Shacheng hold it?"
"..." Cheng Long suddenly understood that this product was really a fool, even if his spirit was normal, his IQ was not normal.
Tang Shenyi rushed to Wang Ping's ear and explained in a low voice: "Master, don't make trouble. He is really the person in charge of the relevant department. I have seen him several times. By the way, do you know the relevant department? It is our country that deals specifically with mysterious events. Departments, in principle, all cultivators are under their management. "
"Ah? The relevant departments are so powerful? But I am not a cultivator, why did he find me?"
"Master, you old man can fly a cultivator with one punch, and he says he is not a cultivator, is it too modest?"
"This ... I can't explain it for a while, but it doesn't matter."
"?????" Tang Shenyi rolled his eyes, what could not be explained, what did not matter, did you explain it to me?
Cheng Long smiled embarrassedly. When they saw the end of their private chat, they coughed and continued: "We are a formal department, and it is also a business to find you. Please cooperate."
"Yes, you ask." Wang Ping's face was serious.
"I heard that you have contacted the zombie on the mountain? Did you know that he claimed to be a Bashan Taoist?" Cheng Long asked.
Wang Ping thought for a while, he hadn't told a few people about the zombies, they actually knew it, and they did have a special department meaning.
So he replied: "Yes, he said that he was a cultivator in the early years of Hong Wu, but I was not familiar with him. I thought he was too noisy, so he beat him up. After he finished, he was honest."
"You beat him up? That's a zombie, copper and iron bones, great strength ... We have already invited the masters of Maoshan, they are not 100% sure, are you?"
"What's so strange? His strength is not as strong as me, and his bones are not as hard as me. Isn't it normal to beat him?"
"..." What an abnormal person is this, and it feels normal? Are you a real zombie?
Wang Ping An stretched his waist, yawned, and said, "It's too late. If there is nothing wrong, I'll go back to bed first. If there is any doubt, we can continue to talk tomorrow."
"Don't rush back to sleep, go, and talk to me at the wonton stall. We want to know if the zombie rushes down the mountain, can you help him out?"
"If you invite me to eat ravioli, it is not impossible to have a few more words."
"Okay, the ravioli is full, as long as you answer me a few more questions."
"Looking at your sincerity, I promise you." Wang Ping'an said, following Cheng Long to the wonton stall at the intersection.
Tang Shen's pity in the medical eyes, staring at Cheng Long, shook his head and sighed.
"What's wrong, Tang Shenyi, what are you worried about?" Song Heju asked curiously.
"If my master let go of his belly, all the stalls selling food at the intersection would not add up to his old man's food. This Director Cheng, I will do another business tomorrow."
"..." Song Heju felt that there were no normal people here, so he would leave early tomorrow.
Sure enough, half an hour later, Cheng Long screamed and watched Wang Ping leave.
A few members of the same department next to them looked at their heads pitifully, and did not dare to step forward to retain Wang Ping'an, otherwise they would have to change business tomorrow.
Early the next morning, Wang Ping received a call from his sister, saying that there was no exam this week, and came back after the meeting, and asked Wang Ping to pick it up at the town station.
Wang Ping An screamed, begging to explain whereabouts to everyone, too late to eat breakfast, opened his babos, hurriedly left the orchard.
Too close to the market town, Wang Ping's Barbos went to the place before roaring a few times.
The market town is still very lively, people are coming and going, customers are real, and vendors are also real. The voice of talking and buying and selling is intense and eager.
Unlike Brother Cheng Long last night, when he said that the wonton is full, he only ate half full, but he said no, it was too stingy. It is still the person in charge of the relevant department, which is very unreliable.
Stopping the fierce and domineering Babos 6X6 on the roadside, Wang Ping's remembered it. The phone the sister made when she first got on the bus, it would take about 40 minutes to reach Huaxi Town if it was calculated by the distance.
If the CMB bus is slower, the passengers on the road will be delayed for a little more time, maybe 50 minutes.
Wang Ping thought about finding a breakfast shop to fill his stomach.
I asked for a big bowl of beef soup, four beef patties, and a plate of side dishes. Wang Pingping ate in a mouthful while listening to the people next to me and chatting about daily life.
The zombies have long spread throughout the town, even the aunt who buys vegetables knows.
"You know, the zombies entered the city yesterday, and we are no longer in Huaxi Town. When my second grandson's grandson returned to the village, he saw the zombie, and there were many flying gods chasing after him DEK is fierce. "
Wang Ping'an didn't know the news. The aunt who bought food actually knew so clearly that it was shocking.