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Chapter 42: He who knows the current affairs is a hero

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The house that Fu Quan lived in was a three-story villa with large gardens at the front and back, covering an area of ​​about more than 1,000 square meters. Fu Dong was placed on the first floor.

"Master Yuan, please help me take a look at Dongdong. He has been in a coma since I rescued him. The doctor did a detailed examination and found that there is no major problem with his body. He is just a little weak in qi and blood. He needs to lose everything. We lost, but the child shows no sign of waking up. Could it be related to the soul-suppressing array that trapped him?"

"Oh? Is there a formation where he was trapped?" Yuan Zhuan frowned, not surprised that Fu Quan knew the formation.

"Yes, we caught a man alive, but before he could do anything, he took poison and died." He never expected that in modern society, there are families that would use the ancient royal family's method of cultivating dead warriors to train their subordinates, that is to say , the dead mans wisdom teeth contained two poisonous pills, which would cause death if bitten.

Yuan Zhuan said no more, but stretched out his index finger and tapped Fu Dong's forehead and heart.

"It's okay. I'm not captured. I'm just hurt. I've suffered serious losses. I'll probably wake up tomorrow. Besides, you won't have to sleep tonight." After saying this, Yuan Zhuan walked towards the door.

There were more than a dozen security guards in the house with a hint of blackness on their faces, even Fu Quan. Obviously, there was going to be a fight tonight!

Even if you don't die, you'll be seriously injured!

Therefore, she took away some of the unknown Yin Qi, so that everyone could survive, and her one hundred thousand was considered as consideration.

What does it mean?

Fu Quan was stunned for a few seconds, then he immediately followed, "Master Yuan, how do you charge here?"

"Two hundred thousand. Transfer it to my bankbook." She has to support so many people, and it takes a lot of money and effort; two hundred thousand is their life money, and the price is fair and fair.

Fu Quan followed where Yuan Zhuangang raised his hand and found, sure enough, a series of numbers written on a piece of yellow paper on the coffee table.

"Thank you." Fu Quan respectfully walked to the door, and his answer was a "Hmm" from afar. '

"Master Fu." A subordinate came to report, "The young master's finger moved just now."

"What?! Dongdong!"

Fu Dong rushed to his son's room excitedly. He didn't wake up, but his index finger trembled again.

"Son..." Fu Quan never dreamed that he would be reunited with his son in his lifetime, and that his limbs would still be intact.

After searching for these years, he saw too many children who were abducted and mutilated. Those who were too young to remember anything were bought, and those who remembered were maimed. As time went by, he actually came to understand this in his heart. , that is his Dongdong, who should be like these children, chopped into disabilities, placed in a corner and begging.

Perhaps, it was God's mercy that his child came back intact!

"Pay one and notify all the orphanages in the city. Each family will receive 50,000 yuan."