When Paul contacted the excavator and put down his cell phone, he then glanced at Lu Xuan.

However, this glance caused Paul to fight another cold war - perhaps Paul will never forget everything that happened tonight in his life. For him, this battle was too shocking and heartbroken.

"Okay, let's go back," Lu Xuan said.

The reason why Lu Xuan brought Paul over was to let Paul see with his own eyes that the wolf ambitions of the blood clan were unwilling to live in darkness forever.

Paul nodded: "Okay!"

At this time, Lu Xuan and Paul returned to Chinatown.

The FCI agents under Paul have put all the bodies in the corpse bag.

"team leader!"

Seeing Paul coming, an agent walked over quickly: "The body is ready, are we going back now?"

Paul shook his head and said, "There are other things."

"What's up?"

All the agents asked in unison.

Paul pointed to the distance: "In a bush a few kilometers away from here, there are hundreds of vampire corpses-" "WHAT?"

“MY,GOD!”

"—" Before Paul could finish his words, the agents screamed out one by one.

For them, they were all a little bit disgusted by the twenty-one corpses. There were still hundreds of corpses. What a joke?

But would their captain Paul make such a joke?

Who killed hundreds of vampires?

An agent asked in a low voice: "Were these vampires killed by Mr. Lu alone?"

"Um!"

Paul nodded, and looked like he was still scared.

"Gu Long!"

All the agents swallowed hard and looked at Lu Xuan. The look was like seeing a ghost.

"I've contacted the excavator and buried them on the spot," Paul said. "So we need to cooperate with the excavator to handle this before we can leave."

"All right!"

Many agents nodded without objection.

But they were even more in awe of Mr. Lu. Kill hundreds of vampires by one person. Is this chopping melons and vegetables?

No matter what, although vampires are monsters, they are still alive. With such bloody massacre, Mr. Lu's face was not blushed or his heart was not beating.

"Captain Paul, I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Lu Xuan, who was standing beside Paul, said goodbye to Paul.

Before this, Paul also complained about the fact that he had been "wiping his butt" to Lu Xuan, but now, he didn't dare to do it anymore, and squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay, Mr. Lu, let me handle the rest."

"Um!"

Lu Xuan smiled, then turned around and left.

Why did Lu Xuan leave in a hurry? Because all the owners led by President Hong have arrived.

Of course, there is Lin Shiman.

"Lu Xuan!"

Seeing that Lu Xuan was safe and sound, Lin Shiman trotted over happily.

Lin Shiman plunged into Lu Xuan's arms and said coquettishly: "Lu Xuan, you are not injured, are you?"

Lu Xuan laughed dryly and said, "Do you think I'm like a wounded person?"

"That's right, you're so powerful, hehe," Lin Shiman laughed.

"Master Lu!"

At this moment, all the owners walked to Lu Xuan and clasped their fists and said, "I really want to thank you today for helping our martial arts schools and eradicate aliens!"

"Where are you guys, you guys," Lu Xuan also hugged his fists and said with a smile.

Now all their museum owners know that Lu Xuan acted as a foreign aid in the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall this time, not to win the ranking in the ring competition, but to hunt foreigners.

Even though they are all Chinese now, they have a deep understanding of the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang in their bodies. They are not the reason why their hearts must be different in our clan.

"President Hong, your face doesn't seem to look very good, what's wrong?"

At this time, Lu Xuan noticed that President Hong was a little depressed and asked curiously.

President Hong sighed and said, "My son Hong Siyong's diagnosis has come out. There is a small bone comminuted fracture on his arm. He can't practice martial arts anymore."

Lu Xuan's mind trembled. No wonder President Hong's face looked so ugly.

For a martial arts practitioner, not being able to practice martial arts is like becoming a useless person.

President Hong has only one son like Hong Siyong, and his son was deposed. This blow is really a big deal.

"Hong Siyong is in the hospital now?"

Lu Xuan asked.

President Hong nodded: "Yes!"

"Then I'll go with you," Lu Xuan said seriously.

President Hong smiled bitterly and said, "Master Lu, don't be polite. My son doesn't want to see anyone now."

"Who said I was going to visit him," Lu Xuan retorted.

"—"What is it for not visiting?

Lu Xuan's words made everyone's minds a little irreversible.

At this moment, Lin Shiman suddenly interrupted and said, "Lu Xuan is going to see Hong Siyong."

"see a doctor?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone was stunned.

Seeing all the owners' eyes with strange looks, Lu Xuan explained with some amusement and laughter: "I forgot to tell you, I am still a Chinese medicine doctor."

"Traditional Chinese Medicine!"

President Hong was shocked and shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master Lu, do you know that American medicine is definitely the top in the world, and I sent my son directly to Niu Yue's best hospital!"

Everyone could understand what President Hong said. To put it bluntly, the world's number one in Western medicine in the United States is not comparable to that of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.

More importantly, the respected old Chinese medicine doctors are afraid that they cannot compare with the American Western medicine doctors, not to mention the young Lu Xuan.

Lin Shiman pouted and said, "President Hong, don't underestimate others. Lu Xuan is the medical saint in the traditional Chinese medicine world!"

"Medical Saint!"

These two words shocked many owners again.

What is a medical saint? It is naturally the number one person in the traditional Chinese medicine industry and the saint of medical saint! But even so, all the owners felt that even the doctors in the best hospital were helpless, and the title of Medical saint was probably not useful.

"Okay, let's go together. I'll bother Master Lu," said President Hong.

"Well, then let's go now."

If it's too late today, Lu Xuan wants to go back to the hotel to bed early, but he doesn't want to delay too long.

"We'll go too!"

Many owners said.

They want to see Lu Xuan's medical skills.

However, in everyone's heart, letting Lu Xuan treat Hong Siyong with a doctor was completely a dead horse, and President Hong had no hope of giving him any hope.

Compounding fractures are permanent trauma and cannot be cured by any medical technique.

People who practice martial arts who are often injured by bruises and bruises understand this.

In fact, Lu Xuan was not sure. Only by diagnosing it can we know if it can be treated-
Chapter completed!