"Tang Rao, co out quick! Hurry! It's a disaster, Lao Han is about to kick the bucket!" The back gate was suddenly banged on violently.
It was clearly Shangguan Ling, that little girl.
Having lived here for six or seven days, the little girl had entirely made herself at ho.
Speaking of which, this girl really was likable, especially to my old mother, who absolutely adored Shangguan Ling.
As for Han Wanli, the old man's status was extrely high, and it seed even Bai Yushu knew sothing about it; naturally, she was happy to have Han stay with us.
"What do you an he's dying?" Tang Rao opened the back gate.
"Go take a look! Stop asking questions!" Shangguan Ling's face was urgent, her little face already red from holding her breath.
Tang Rao's heart tightened—damn it, it looked like Old Han really was in trouble.
If he died here, it wouldn't be easy to explain.
Once soone with ulterior motives got wind of it, any spun story would bring big trouble for the Tang family.
"Let's go." Tang Rao didn't waste any words either, grabbing Shangguan Ling and heading straight to the front hall.
Just upon reaching the hall, Tang Rao slled a strong stench of blood.
In the living room, Bai Yushu was running around in a panic. As for Mrs. Chen, she was rushing to bring out hot water.
Sitting slanted in the chair, Han Wanli bled so much that he dyed it crimson.
"Lao Han, what's going on?" Tang Rao stepped forward, grabbed Han Wanli's hand, and sent a stream of Spiritual Energy through it.
The condition of the body was pretty bad.
Obviously shot, the bullet wound was located at the left chest, an inch away from the heart.
"Where's your bodyguard?" Tang Rao asked.
"Dead... he's dead." Han Wanli struggled to open his eyes, his breathing short, as if he might give up the ghost at any mont.
"Who's after your life?" Tang Rao asked while ripping open Han Wanli's shirt.
Despite being in his seventies or eighties, his body was still strong, apparently well-maintained and exercised.
"Xiao Rao, save him first, why ask about this..." Bai Yushu said anxiously.
"Mom, I'm being cautious. If Lao Han kicks the bucket, I need to know who his enemies are to find them. There's a creditor for every debt, I don't want to be frad." Tang Rao said bluntly.
Bai Yushu: "..."
Your point is valid, but could you not state it so bluntly?
That's Han Wanli, one of the top figures in Fla Country.
"I... am not... sure for now..." Han Wanli's voice was intermittent.
"Your recent move touched the He family, didn't it?" Tang Rao snorted, He Yankong had already directly shot at Han Wanli at the airport, so Han was definitely going to act.
If you try to drag their entire family into the abyss, it would be strange if they didn't strike back.
Han Wanli didn't speak, but his expression made it clear he was thinking the sa thing.
"Take a deep breath," Tang Rao shook his head, extended his right hand, and placed it beside Han Wanli's wound.
"No ti for anesthetic, just bear with it. If you really can't, then just faint." Tang Rao said.
Everyone: "..."
Tang Rao, this is a matter of life and death, can you take it seriously.
"Buzz!" Tang Rao activated Spiritual Energy.
This Spiritual Energy spread out from Tang Rao's hands like roots, then burrowed into Han Wanli's wound.
As the Spiritual Energy entered the wound, Tang Rao's senses beca sharper.
The bullet was lodged deep; trying to extract it with Spiritual Energy would likely hit a vein or nerve, and then Han would probably pass away for good.
"Endure it," Tang Rao then said, and subsequently, he fiercely stimulated the Spiritual Energy.
Within the Spiritual Energy, Dan Fire was also present.
Refine!
He intended to directly refine the bullet away.
The cluster of Dan Fire attained by Tang Rao was Yin Fire, which didn't produce burning, thus it wouldn't affect Han Wanli's body.
However, for Tang Rao, this was definitely a test—the requirents for control were extrely high.
Under the dual refinent of Spiritual Energy and Dan Fire, the bullet turned into a liquid state in just a short minute.
And Han Wanli was also drenched in sweat, his face pale.
"Out!" Tang Rao, his forehead also covered in fine beads of sweat, roared lowly and withdrew his Spiritual Energy.
A stream of silvery liquid was directly brought out by the Spiritual Energy.
Once it lost the encompassnt of Spiritual Energy and Dan Fire, it imdiately solidified into a slender, hard tallic strip.
Afterward, Tang Rao pulled out a vial from his body, approached the gunshot wound on Han Wanli's chest, and poured out two drops of fluid.
This dicine liquid, refined from the branch of the Dragon Blood Tree, had extrely powerful effects on wound healing.
However, although it could quickly stop bleeding and heal wounds, Han Wanli had suffered a gunshot wound, and it would still take so ti to completely recover his vitality.
"It's done; get up, don't just sit there. Look at what you've done to my chair; it's all blood stains. Mrs. Chen, bring a mop over," Tang Rao took a deep breath and rattled on.
However, at this mont, everyone was already dumbfounded.
In just under two minutes, this... was he cured?
That was a gunshot wound, after all.
The most shocked was none other than Han Wanli, who was very aware of the peril of the location where he had been shot. Even if a world-class doctor were to co, the chances of survival probably wouldn't exceed twenty percent.
Yet, Tang Rao had cured him thoroughly within two minutes, and even the wound had already healed.
"Tang Rao, you..." Han Wanli stood up, and although his legs were still weak, his body was basically unimpeded.
It was simply miraculous.
"Don't say anything, don't ask anything. You owe three lives, which you'll repay slowly over ti. There will be plenty of opportunities," Tang Rao directly sealed Han Wanli's words.
This way of treatnt, even if I told you, none of you could achieve it.
Are there people on Blue Star who possess Dan Fire?
Bullshit, you don't even know what Dan Fire is, do you?
"Thank you!" Han Wanli ultimately still suppressed his curiosity.
Since Tang Rao was the Chief Instructor of the Special Ninth Departnt, he must certainly be a Cultivator. Han Wanli had heard of the ans of Cultivators. Just as the rumors, they were extrely formidable.
No wonder the country had been vigorously supporting the Special Ninth Departnt over the years.
"The headquarters of the He Family is in Sui City, right?" Tang Rao suddenly said.
"What are you going to do?" Han Wanli looked at Tang Rao.
"I am the Chief Instructor of the Special Ninth Departnt. Seeing such murderous and greedy acts, shouldn't I uphold justice, bravely strike, and bring the criminals to the law?" Tang Rao said with righteousness, his face naturally glowing.
Of course, what Tang Rao was thinking inside was this: It's said that the He Family is also a small-scale Cultivation Family, they must have so resources. Raiding their lair, making so extra cash!
"But there's no evidence," Han Wanli said sowhat helplessly as he spread his hands. He didn't even see what the gunman looked like.
Saying that the He Family took action was just a speculation.
"You don't have any, but I have. Hey, are you going or not?" Tang Rao had a sly smile on his face.
If the He Family wanted to harm Han Wanli, they surely wouldn't hire their own people, they were bound to hire an Assassin.
And hiring an assassin, the most reliable place would be the Dark Net.
But I'm sorry to inform you, the current person in charge of the Sui City Dark Net, Xiao Qingchuan, has already been captured by ...
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