Chapter 215: Zuo Sirius

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Junkyard is a dirty place for ordinary people, but it means wealth to some people, they are garbage collectors. These people are men and women. As long as they have a basket and a palladium, they can search for metals, plastics, paper, etc. on the trash mountain, and sell them in categories to earn money.
These shacks near the garbage dump are where the garbage collectors usually stay. Because as soon as the garbage truck appears, they must start immediately, otherwise the "good stuff" will be scraped away by the fast-moving colleagues.
So in order to be able to pick up valuable scraps in the first time, many of them simply live in the garbage dump.
The shacks are connected one by one, built in a relatively clean place. At this moment, in an abandoned shack, a middle-aged man is struggling to swallow a spoiled rotten apple. He is exactly the Zhang Wu Zhang Jun is looking for.
Although the apple is rotten, it still contains a lot of sugar, which can provide a certain amount of energy after eating it, so that it will not starve to death.
"Papa!"
Suddenly a tuft of semi-soft and semi-hard was thrown in front of him. A yellow-haired young man walked over and said with a smile: "Fifth master, fresh that just came out, do you want to try it?"
Zhang Wu ignored him at all, he gnawed the rotten apple very seriously, because he wanted to live, and only if he lived, everything would have hope!
When the young man saw Zhang Wu ignoring his existence, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He kicked the rotten apple in Zhang Wu's hand with one foot, and then slammed on his broken leg.
"Crack!"
The fracture sounded, and Zhang Wu didn't wrinkle his brows. He raised his face and grinned gloomily, and said, "Grandson, even if you torture me, I will pay you back ten thousand times!"
"I'm driving you crazy!" The young man was furious and grabbed the pile of with a plastic bag, which was about to plug it into Zhang Jun's mouth.
Suddenly, his movements froze, and a hand like iron tongs grabbed his wrist. The gloomy voice seemed to be coming from the nether hell, and it sounded in his ear: "I will help you eat slowly!"
Then the young man's arm shook up involuntarily, and the hot stuck in his mouth. He yelled, struggled desperately, and kept vomiting, but somehow he couldn't shut his mouth.
With a "gudong", he actually ate more than half of it, and the remaining half remained in his mouth. The taste is really indescribable.
The yellow-haired young man turned around in a frantic manner, and then he saw a finger continuously enlarged in his eyes, and finally landed on the center of his eyebrows. There was a thunder in his head, a glare flashed, and then he lost consciousness.
Since then, there has been a young lunatic who looks for every day in the garbage dump. He had eaten his stomach in a few days and died in the garbage dump. After his death, the corpse was mostly eaten by wild dogs, which can be regarded as repaying the wild dogs for giving shit.
Seeing Zhang Wu, who used to traverse the East China Sea, turned into the look before him, Zhang Jun's nose was sour. He walked over and gently wiped off the mashed apple from the corner of Zhang Wu's mouth, calling out, "Fifth brother."
Tears shed tears in Zhang Wu's eyes, and then he held Zhang Jun's arm "haha" and laughed wildly: "Brother, I knew you would come back! Haha..."
Zhang Jun's eyes were red, he put Zhang Wu on his back and walked to his car. As soon as I got out of the shack, I was found by two young people in the distance. They had just returned from buying cooked food.
When they saw Zhang Jun was about to take Zhang Wu away, they immediately dropped their things, rushed over, and stopped them side by side.
"Boy, what are you..."
As soon as the young man asked, his body suddenly stiffened because there was a thin golden needle on the center of his eyebrows. The other two hadn't figured out the situation, so they had the same eyebrows and died on the spot.
Zhang Jun didn't even stop, stepped past the bodies of the three people and walked to the car.
In the car, Zhang Wu said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, your sister-in-law was ruined by them, and she didn't even wear a piece of clothing when she died. My old father also died. He was burned to death by the fire in his hometown. No one knows how the house caught fire. My career is gone, and tens of billions of wealth have evaporated out of thin air. My kung fu is gone, and now I am a useless person."
Zhang Jun gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"But my Zhang Wu's ambition has not dissipated!" Zhang Wu roared, "I Zhang Wu will still stand up, and then eat that grandson's meat piece by piece!"
Zhang Jun patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Fifth brother, don't worry, in half a year, Zhang Wuye will still be Zhang Wuye, I will let that dog, day, Zuo Tianlang eat to death!"
Zhang Wu was taken back to the house by him, and he personally washed his body, and then asked Aunt Liu to make a delicious meal and watched him gobble it up.
After eating, Zhang Wu put on a clean pajamas and lay flat on the wooden bed in the bedroom. Zhang Jun stood on the edge of the bed and said: "Fifth brother, your body is very bad, but after all, it is the foundation for energizing and you can be saved. I will first connect your limbs, hamstrings and broken bones, and then help you recover. Practice. This process will be very painful. Hold on for a while."
Zhang Wu said indifferently: "Brother, brother is not afraid of pain now, just afraid of pain."
Zhang Jun understands what he meant. What kind of pain can be more painful than family destruction and physical disability? Pain is no longer pain for him, but a kind of medicine to make him sober.
After three years of studying medicine, Zhang Jun's medical skills are not as good as Huabuyi, but he is also regarded as a first-class doctor, and his level is not lower than that of Tanglin Doctor King. In particular, he has the ability to see through the eyes of the Buddha, which has a miraculous effect in treating Zhang Wu's injury.
The so-called hand tendons and hamstrings are actually the tendons on the human body. Once it is broken, the muscle loses the traction end and the person is also useless. Even if Zhang Jun takes care of this kind of injury, surgery must be performed.
In Chinese medicine, there is actually surgery. Zhang Jun is very familiar with the structure of the human body, so he can learn more with less. Even the best surgical experts in the world can never compare with him.
A scalpel cut through the skin and Zhang Jun reattached Zhang Wu's tendon. Because of the strong contractility of the tendon, he had to use some reinforcement tools.
After that, the bones were repaired, and the bones did not require surgery. He used the nine-strength of the medical path and the one-yang finger to recover in an instant. Then, he used the golden light of Buddha's eyes to repair Zhang Wu's body with all his strength.
One day and night, Zhang did not leave the bedroom for a step, and he was treating him all night.
Three days later, Zhang Wu was able to get out of bed, but he couldn't do strenuous exercise yet. At the same time, the brother who told him about Zhang Wu's news was also cured, and he is also recuperating at home.
On the third night, Zhang Jun and Zhang Wu were sitting in the living room and playing chess. After playing a game, the two draw chess, Zhang Wudao: "Brother, has Zuo Sirius reacted in the past few days?"
Zhang Jun has been paying attention to the external situation these days and said: "He must have known that I took you away, but he still can't figure out my foundation, so he hasn't done anything."
Zhang Wu: "It's a pity that I'm still weak, so I can't go out and fight him."
"Fifth brother, I said, I will continue this matter, you don't need to ask, wait for my message." Zhang Jun said, "It's just a wolf, kill it if you say it."
"He is a master at holding pill in half a step." Zhang Wudao, "Brother, are you sure?"
Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Fifth brother, what age is it now, what is the use of high martial arts? Within ten steps, I have a hundred ways to kill him!"
Zhang Wu sighed: "Oh, now it's your young people's world. It seems I am really old."
Zhang Jun rolled his eyes: "Forty-year-olds call old, I think you have a problem with your head!"
Zhang Wu sternly said: "Brother, you have to be careful these days, and at the same time make people around you be more careful."
Zhang Jun's eyes were cold: "I'm afraid he won't make a move!"
The next morning, Zuo Sirius was sitting in his round desk, looking at a piece of material in his hand in detail. Several subordinates stood at the table, holding their breath and waiting for his command.
Zuo Sirius was very young, he looked only twenty-six or seventeen years old, his height was about 1.8 meters, his physique was well-proportioned, his eyes were bright, and his appearance was very handsome. It can be said that if background and identity are aside, he is a nearly perfect man, and it is easy to fascinate women.
The materials on the table detailed Zhang Jun’s identity and past history. After reading it, he threw the materials on the table and asked: "What do you think?"
A middle-aged man said: "Brother Wolf, Zhang Jun's background is very mysterious, and he has close relations with many political leaders, and also has contacts with many ruthless people in the world. Especially, his master is Huabuyi, so This person can't be offended."
Another person also agreed: "Brother Wolf has just taken a firm foothold in the East China Sea, and the big boss above has not recognized your status. It is not appropriate to establish a strong enemy at this time."
Zuo Sirius turned around the bronze ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and sneered "Hehe": "Shenzhou Commoner, that is already an old calendar! I left Sirius, and I am destined to rewrite the history of the underground world! Personally try Zhang Jun’s attitude, I want to know where his bottom line is."
A strong man lowered his head and said, "Yes! Subordinates will do it."
"Hold on." Zuo Sirius stopped him and ordered, "Don't leave a handle, but let him know that I did it."
At the same time, on the top floor of the office building where Zuo Sirius was located, Zhang Jun used the lowering of the magic pestle to see the entire process clearly, including the scene that Zuo Sirius and others had just experienced.
Although he could not hear, he could tell what these people were talking about by mouth. At this moment, a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Zuo Sirius, if you want to play, I'll play with you until I can't play with you!" He muttered to himself, then his figure flashed and he went down to the top floor.
There are twelve wolf generals under Zuo Sirius. They have discarded their original names. Now they call themselves Wolf One and Wolf Second. Among them, Wolf Seven was the one among the twelve generals who had done things that made Zuo Sirius the most assured. He was careful and never made a mistake.
Lang Qi called the six most capable people to his residence and solemnly instructed: "Lord Wolf has a mission, this time you give me your attention and you must not make any mistakes!"
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