Medical Master

"In any case, no other country or force can get this mine."

On the other side of the phone, Li Ji's very solemn voice came, saying: "Now, the only person on the list that the country trusts who can do this task well is you. No one else has this ability."

"The leader asked me to ask you, can you do it?"

Hear the words.

Fang Qiu took a light breath, nodding firmly in his eyes, "Yes!"

in fact.

This matter is also a very huge challenge for him.

Although it's just a picture, the interests behind that little picture can be moved by all underground forces in the world, and of course it also includes some evil organizations and some more special organizations.

In other words, what he has to face this time is not just the underground forces that simply want to snatch the blueprints, but also many unknown forces from all over the world.

Among them, it is very likely that there are powerful warriors.

and so.

The leaders above Li Ji also knew that this was a difficult task for Fang Qiu to complete. Therefore, Fang Qiu’s two goals were given. As long as either one of them is completed, it is precisely for this reason that Li Ji will be allowed Ask Fangqiu, if he can do it!

Which is difficult and dangerous.

Fangqiu is naturally very clear.

However, he is not afraid.

Even if he had no bottom in his heart, he did not shy away at all, because this was a matter of the country!

If someone dared to invade the motherland, he would dare to do everything and correct the invaders!

The majesty of the country cannot be desecrated!

To fight for the country, you must be able to!

"it is good!"

He clearly heard Fang Qiu's determination in his tone, and Li Ji nodded and said, "I will post the specific news to your phone later."

"it is good."

Fangqiu nodded and hung up.

"It's June..."

Fang Qiu frowned and murmured: "The time before the President of the Comoros promised to resolve malaria within a year was in September. I have three months left!"

"Done!"

At this point, Fang Qiu squeezed his fists.

indeed.

He himself has his own worries. After all, Jiang Miaoyu is still in Comoros. Although the President of Comoros has sent someone to protect her, why are those who protect her not watching her?

Jiang Miaoyu herself is not wrong, but she has something to do with Fangqiu. If Fangqiu promises that the president cannot do it, it means that he is completely deceiving the president. In a country that is so poor, the deceived president must be big. Anger, when the time comes, he will naturally take Jiang's whisper.

Therefore, no matter what happens, Fangqiu has to solve the malaria in Comoros before the time limit, at least before the time limit, go to Comoros and stand in front of the president!

I want to come now.

Three months should be enough.

With a thought, Fang Qiu knew that this matter could not be delayed, and immediately turned into an unknown person. He left Jiangjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, headed for the airport, and directly boarded the plane to Kyoto.

Judging from all the information given by Li Ji, this time the destination is likely to be abroad.

If it is in China.

The army of the motherland is absolutely capable of solving this problem in a short period of time. Of course, it will not be in the four countries of Britain, France, the United States, and Russia. Zhang Tu is definitely not in these five countries, otherwise the five countries cannot be united.

Fangqiu's purpose of flying to Kyoto is to get on the flight to the destination faster.

Come to Kyoto.

It is already twelve o'clock noon.

After getting off the plane, Fang Qiu immediately turned on his phone.

"Beep!"

The phone prompts you to receive a multimedia message.

Click to take a look.

There is a picture in the MMS with four words of task information written on it.

Click on the picture, the phone displays the interface, and it goes black, and you enter a very special program.

In this program.

Fang Qiu can clearly see all the information he needs.

A virtual map.

There is a blue dot flashing on the map.

Zoom in on the map to see that the flashing blue spot is in the Middle East!

Zoom in again.

This spot of light is in a small town called "Taft".

Click the light spot.

A message immediately popped up on the map.

"Assembly of special envoys of the five countries."

"Please gather as soon as possible."

See here.

Fang Qiu immediately withdrew, bought a plane ticket to the Middle East, and soon got on the plane.

...

Taft town.

A bar that looks pretty classically decorated.

There are several large wine cabinets in this bar. The wine cabinets are filled with all kinds of wine, but the counters, tables and chairs are covered with dust. It seems that no one has been here for a long time.

noon.

When the light of the scorching sun shot into the bar through the window, an unlocking sound suddenly came.

"Crunch."

The iron lock opened, and a woman pushed in.

Staring at it.

It is a woman wearing a white hanging skirt with a raised front and back, with a reddish-brown hair. Wearing a pair of big red high heels, the makeup on her face is very beautiful. I don’t know if the number of the hanging skirt is smaller, or Because of his good figure, at first glance, it seemed as if the hanging skirts were stretched to the point of exploding, especially on the chest, where the proud place was almost half visible.

People who didn't know thought she was going to the dinner party!

"Yep?"

The woman walked into the bar, closed the door smoothly, and then walked to the counter step by step. Seeing the dust on the counter, she immediately brows and curls her lips in disgust. Then she waved her right hand and turned a layer of blood. The dusty desktop suddenly took on a new look.

After removing the dust, the woman beckoned to the wine cabinet opposite the counter, and a bottle of red wine flew slowly from the wine cabinet and landed on her palm.

Then, he took an upside-down goblet from the counter, and tasted it for himself.

The first sip of wine has just been taken.

"Crunch."

Another sound of pushing the door came.

The woman who was tasting the red wine didn't look back.

And over there.

But the voice of an extremely gentleman came through.

"Such an elegant and romantic environment makes this lady feel lonely because of my lateness. I'm so rude."

What came in was a blond man in a tuxedo, a round cap and a walking stick in his hand.

"gentleman."

The woman turned her head and glanced at the blond man, then suddenly stood up, after the other party closed the door, walked to the other party, smiled and handed over a glass of red wine, and affectionately with her faintly red eyes He stared at each other, smiled and said: "It looks like you are from France."

"Hello beautiful lady, this is Abel."

The man took the red wine from the woman, clinked a glass with the woman, then took a sip, and said: "Unexpectedly, there is such a beautiful woman in Britain as your Excellency. It is my honor to see you today."

Speaking of which.

He also kissed the back of the woman's hand with deep eyes.

"Unfortunately, I don't like supernaturalists."

The woman smiled, retracted her hand, twisted her waist, and returned to sit down at the bar counter.

"Oh, that would be a shame."

A man named Abel stepped forward, and said unsatisfactorily: "Beautiful lady, I don't know your name yet."

"Isabel."

The woman replied.

"Oh, it's a beautiful name like you."

Abel praised.

If he is a Chinese or has studied Chinese culture, he will definitely say that he has a close relationship with Isabel, because the names of the two are very similar, but unfortunately he doesn't understand it, which is normal for foreigners.

"Snapped."

Suddenly, a clapping sound came.

Smell the reputation to go.

The door of the bar was slapped open.

In the bar that hadn't been angry for a long time, another person came in.

This is a man with white skin but a big beard. His body is very burly and majestic, with a thick T-shirt and a jacket, and a pair of boots under his feet, like a hunter who just walked out of the east. general.

"Oh, here comes a wolf."

Abel looked back at the person, and then shook his head for himself. He didn't seem to have the intention of paying attention to the other person, and his expression was a bit arrogant.

"Boom boom boom..."

The bearded man glanced at Abel without saying anything, went straight into the counter, took a bottle of the strongest wine, poured himself a glass, and poured it down.

"This is the type I like. I like the primitive wildness."

Isabel looked at the bearded man with bright eyes, and while looking at each other, she raised a toast and said, "Isabel."

"Yakov."

The man poured another glass of wine, raised it to Isabel, and drank in again.

"No gentleman."

Abel glanced at Yakov disgustingly, and said, "Are people in Russia like this?"

Yakov's eyes narrowed.

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, turning his head to stare at Abel.

"His name is Abel."

Isabel interjected with a timely smile and said, "I'm a Frenchman."

"Humph."

Yakov snorted coldly, and said, "Mom!"

"what did you say?"

Abel's face sank and stood up awkwardly.

At this time.

"Crunch."

Another sound of pushing the door came.

In the bar, the three of them all turned their heads.

What appeared in front of him was a young man with a pale face, golden curly hair, a tall figure, a handsome appearance, and an aristocratic breath all over his body.

"It seems that I am not the last to arrive?"

When the young man said this, he walked into the bar and scanned the three of them, his face seemed a little unhappy.

"Abel."

Abel opened his mouth first.

"Yakov."

Yakov opened his mouth and said his name.

"What a disgusting aristocratic atmosphere."

Isabel shook the glass in her hand, glanced at the young man, and said, "Isabel, are you a descendant of a vampire?"

"Witch?"

The young man paused and stared at Isabel, his expression faintly hostile.

"We are people in a boat."

Isabel smiled and said, "What's more, the power of your ancestors was bestowed by my ancestors, although you represent the United States."

"Humph."

The young man snorted and said, "Lester."

"You are welcome to join, Lester."

Isabel stood up and said with a smile.

"I am enough."

Lester grunted and walked to the side to sit down.

"Next, China will be short..."