More than an hour.

Jiang Beichen finally finished applying the needle, pushed open the door of the operating room, dragged his tired body, and walked out.

"Mr. Jiang, how are Grandmaster Zhang?"

Lu Yunsheng hurriedly brought everyone over and asked.

At this moment, Zhang Qianqian stood in the distance with her hands in plaster, her eyes shining cold, but she was also very concerned about whether her grandfather had saved her.

Jiang Beichen said to everyone: "I will temporarily use acupuncture to hang his life. You need to find the whereabouts of the Flying Fox of the Snow Mountain Mountain immediately, because now there is only the blood of the Flying Fox of the Snow Mountain Mountain, which can repair Master Zhang's heart veins. There is only so much I can do!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly, and a look of fatigue appeared on his face. He then ignored everyone and walked outside.

"Director, the patient's condition has stabilized, and all indicators are normal!"

After checking Zhang Tianlai's condition, a doctor hurried out to report the joyful report.

"Mr. Jiang, who knows everything about traditional Chinese and Western medicine, is really a miracle doctor!"

Li Weihua spoke with clear eyes.

Lu Yunsheng smiled bitterly: "Young master's medical skills and martial arts are unfathomable, which is really awesome!"

Wang Fuxing said with a guilty look on his face: "If I had heard from Mr. Jiang before, how could he cause a lot of trouble!"

Wang Fuxing glanced at Zhang Qianqian and couldn't help but sigh.

However, Zhang Qianqian stared at Jiang Beichen very fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "Jiang Beichen, I will not let you go! I will never let you go!"

...Jiang Beichen returned to the hotel, and a feeling of fatigue continued to surge throughout his body.

Immediately I began to meditate and regulate my breathing.

This sitting lasts for three days.

There was no sound in the bedroom. Zhao Li and Zhao Qun were both panicked and thought the military gate had been dissatisfied.

After all, I haven't meditated for so long before.

Three days later, Jiang Beichen slowly opened his eyes and two rays of light shot out of his eyes.

"Thanks to the fact that I took the Suzaku Ginseng Fruit before, I might not be able to recover for three days!"

Jiang Beichen sighed with a wry smile.

At this time, Zhao Qun pushed open the door and walked in.

A look of anxiety.

"Military Gate, are you finally awake?"

"What's wrong?

Tormented?"

"That's right, Zhao Meimei called last night and said that his son was missing!"

Ring! Zhao Qun had just finished reporting, and the phone suddenly rang.

Jiang Beichen frowned and hurriedly took it, "Hey?

Sister Zhao, I’m sorry, I’ve been resting these days and haven’t received your call!”

"Beichen, save my son! My son was kidnapped by the people who came out of the horse hall! Zhao Meimei started to sob immediately and her voice became hoarse. Obviously, this night was not easy.

Jiang Beichen hurriedly comforted: "Sister Zhao, don't worry, tell me, what's going on? With me here, I will definitely make the decision for you!"

Zhao Meimei hurriedly said, "They want the Soul-Induction Banner with me! Let me take the Soul-Induction Banner to the Dacai Market before noon. If you don't see the Soul-Induction Banner, they will kill my son!"

Last time she gave the Soul-Induction Banner to Jiang Beichen, and now the Soul-Induction Banner is naturally in Jiang Beichen's hands.

Jiang Beichen hurriedly said, "Sister Zhao, don't worry, this incident has happened because of me. I will never let your son have something to do. I will immediately take the Soul-Induction Banner to meet you and then accompany you to save Mingming!"

"Okay! OK! Then I'll wait for you at home!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Beichen's eyes suddenly sank.

"It's true that wildfires cannot be burned!"

"This time, I have to see how many people you come and how many people you come. I will strangle you all!"

Jiang Beichen ordered coldly: "Let Zhao Li go to Xu Jiang, borrow 10,000 troops from him, and surround the entire Dacai Market! Without my order, don't release a fly!"

"Yes, military gate!"

Zhao Qun quickly took the order out.

Jiang Beichen put on his clothes, took the soul-guiding banner, went straight to Zhao's house, picked up Zhao Meimei, and went straight to the big vegetable market.

When I arrived at the Dabai Market, it was almost noon.

The streets were quiet. Since Jiang Beichen burned Juxianlou last time, the illusion of the entire Dacai Market was self-defeating. This place was no longer a place beyond the law, and the people in the town had left one after another.

Today's big vegetable market seems particularly deserted.

Especially today, there is not even a figure.

"Beichen, what is this place?"

Zhao Meimei felt the surroundings were gloomy and couldn't help but hug Jiang Beichen's arm.

Jiang Beichen hurriedly comforted: "Sister Zhao, don't be afraid. Judging from the terrain, Dacai Market is a place where Yin gathers evil spirits, so it looks a bit gloomy. Come on, putting this spell on will make you feel better!"

Jiang Beichen quickly took out a talisman drawn in his spare time and stuffed it into Zhao Meimei's hand. Zhao Meimei only felt a warm current pouring in from her palm, and she really felt much better.

Crash! And at this moment, a gray shadow suddenly rushed out in the alley next to him, and suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Meimei immediately raised her heart, "There is a ghost!"

"Not a ghost!"

Jiang Beichen looked solemn and pulled her forward.

Gray shadows kept flashing across the hidden places around, and pairs of cold eyes kept shooting towards the two of them.

Jiang Beichen pulled Zhao Meimei tightly to the original site of Juxianlou.

Hula! A group of men in black suddenly flashed, the leader was a middle-aged man full of nobleness, staring at Jiang Beichen coldly.

"Huang Xiao, is it you?"

Jiang Beichen was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, Huang Xiao dared to show up. He didn’t teach enough lessons last time?

"Haha, Mr. Jiang, we're meeting again, don't be fine!"

Huang Xiao gritted his teeth and said, Jiang Beichen had cheated him for 10 billion yuan.

Moreover, his son is still in the hospital. Even if he comes back to life, he is still a half-destroyer. Giving birth to a child is a problem. How can he not hate him? "You kidnapped Zhao Xiaoming?

Want the Soul-Starting Banner?”

Jiang Beichen raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

"Let the child go, I can spare you!"

"Ah hahaha!"

"Jiang Beichen, you are so arrogant! Do you really think you are invincible in the world?

?”

Huang Xiao said with a sad expression: "I can't deal with you, but the child is in my hands now. What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Xiao waved his hand, and a flagpole from behind slowly rose up. A seven or eight-year-old boy was also hung in the air. His little face cried in panic: "Mom, save me! Mom, I'm afraid!"

"son!!"

Zhao Meimei was startled and hurriedly ran over.

But Jiang Beichen caught him.

"Sister Zhao, calm down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, gray shadows suddenly rushed over from all directions, gathered under the flagpole, looking at Zhao Xiaoming on the flagpole, with green light emitting in his eyes.

Zhao Meimei's face turned pale, "Wolf! So many wolves!"

"Huang Xiao, what do you mean?"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but frown.

Huang Xiao didn't say nonsense and said coldly: "It's very simple. Hand over the Soul-Surprising Banner and return the previous 10 billion to me, and I will release the child! Otherwise...hehe!"

As his words fell.

Hula! The flagpole fell down instantly, and Zhao Xiaoming also fell a piece from mid-air.

Ao! The wolf pack below kept pounceing in the air and biting it. Zhao Xiaoming cried even louder, "Mom, I'm afraid!! Help!"

"Beichen, save my son, I beg you to save my son!"

Zhao Meimei's heartbeats kept beating, and she grabbed Jiang Beichen's arm and cried.

"I can get out one hundred billion, and I will give you the Soul-Inducing Banner. Can you save my son first?"
To be continued...