Sister, you miss me

After coming home, Bai Lang slept for a day and night. When he woke up the next afternoon, he suddenly felt a little itching in his lower body. Bai Lang didn't care too much. He just suspected that the hotel bedding was not clean, or, as the news said, he used caustic soda. Washed sheets, bedding and pillowcases, the result of sleeping naked.

But when he was urinating, Bai Lang felt a needle-like sting from his "second brother", and his heart became fuzzy at that time.

Locked the toilet door, opened the Yuba, and secretly checked it, and found many pus spots the size of a needle.

This discovery was no less than five thunders, and Bai Lang fell and sat on the ground.

My head was blank, and I sat stupidly for an unknown period of time. I got up and kept a fluke to surf the Internet on Baidu. There are pictures and truths on the Internet, with text explanations.

Bai Lang was shattered by luck, it was syphilis.

"Damn! Which damn girl passed it to Lao Tzu!"

Bai Lang vaguely remembered that the woman in the small hotel introduced herself as Mei Jun. Now I think that mold is not syphilis.

"Dare to yin me!" Such a rage made my brother feel even more painful.

Bai Lang was panting and forced himself to calm down and continue Baidu. It turned out that syphilis was called Hualiu disease in the past. It was terminally ill before the invention of penicillin. Master Tongzhi died of this disease that damaged the royal face. The disease is not terrible, as long as the treatment is adhered to, it can be cured in three months.

Bai Lang put his heart back in his stomach, and in turn comforted himself. He should be thankful that he was not infected with AIDS.

Bai Lang smiled. He didn't expect that his mentality was so good, and his psychological quality was so strong.

However, immediately afterwards, Bai Lang got into trouble again. This disease is hard to tell. Even though he is not well-known, he is not nameless. Where can he go for treatment?

...

This afternoon, a post appeared on Facebook and was reposted repeatedly by major media, newspapers, and portals around the world.

The popularity of posts is rare in the world.

The title of the post was "He led away the sharks alone and saved a third of the passengers."

The media went back to the source, and it was actually made by Jamie.

Because Jamie's writing is justified and well-founded, she herself is one of the survivors of the plane crash. This post caused a widespread sensation in Europe, America and the world. Although Jamie did not name her name, it was easy for someone who wanted to find out that " "He" is sacred.

Upon seeing this post, Harim, the leader of the IS country, was furious, and through his own channels, he figured out who had done bad things for him, so he made a video and issued a warning to Yang Feng.

The content of the warning is as follows: You kid walk carefully, there is no end to this.In addition, you should feel honored, because you are the second person threatened by our organization worldwide. Do you want to know who is the first?He is the founder of Facebook.

Harim's arrogance angered the whole world and made Yang Feng known globally.

People are afraid of being famous and afraid of being strong. Yang Feng is as big as a fight for a while, secretly thinking: From now on, for himself, a peaceful life is a luxury.

The first call Yang Feng received was from the initiator.

Jamie apologized: "Brother, sorry, I didn't expect..."

"Sorry for a fart. I don't have a magical body protector. I can't stop bullets. I'm even less likely to be spared from a body bomb. I'm not as rich as the founder of Facebook...Ah, it's too late to say anything.

"It's all my fault. I exposed you to the enemy's gun. I have an obligation to protect. I asked my father to send you a bodyguard." Jamie said swearingly.

"Don't." Yang Feng refused: "Jamie, this is the end of the matter. You don't have to blame yourself too much. I will stay in China for the time being. I don't believe any organization dared to launch any form of terrorist attack in China."

"But I have to make sure that nothing goes wrong. If you have anything wrong, I will feel guilty forever."

"Princess, you can do whatever you like, but you can't interfere with my life. I also have privacy."

"Okay, goodbye."

Many people knew Yang Feng because of Harim's threat, but knowing it doesn't mean caring. Some people read it as an anecdote and forget it after reading it.

However, there are still many people who have something to do with Yang Feng, and they can't help getting to know Yang Feng again.

As roommates and brothers, Park Jong-Sheng and Jin Zi-shan returned to the dormitory and saw Yang Feng scratching and rubbing their hair. They couldn't help but sympathize.

Park Jong said: "Fourth old, you are great. It is normal to be under pressure. There are some things, just look at it."

"Yes, fourth, the situation may not be that bad." Jin Zishan said.

"You are making me look down on life and death? Eighteen years later, you will be a good man again?" Yang Feng frowned and looked bitter.

The two did not reply.

Yang Feng "poofed" smiled: "I am not annoying this. I believe that Harim will die before me."

"then you……"

"I suddenly became the second in the world. What annoys me is that I can't keep a low profile in the future, and there may be a steady stream of people and things coming to bother me.

"That's it." Park Jong-sung gave a thumbs up: "As expected of my brother, I admire it."

"Old fourth, I also admire you, chivalrous heart, sturdy life." Jin Zishan said with a smile.

Wang Datong called over and comforted: "Fourth old, don't worry, you are a hero, righteous people in the world will protect you, Harim dare not move you casually, otherwise, he will definitely pay a heavy price."

"I know, thank you, Lao Wang."

At the same time, Qin Xue and Wang Bingqian came downstairs to the boys' apartment.

...

"Those who are lighter are more and more deep, but those who are thicker will die!"

In the autumn afternoon, the sun was drenched, standing on the second-floor terrace of the villa, with his hands on his back, Hua Lao, who enjoyed the scenery of Fragrant Mountains, couldn't help chanting.

"Grandpa, what do you think of this matter?" Hua Ziyan stood beside Hua Lao, and let Grandpa look at the tablet computer.

"what you mean?"

"Will Yang Feng be in danger?"

"I can only say that there is not for the time being." Old Hua smiled faintly, "However, I am more curious about his attitude towards this matter."

"Oh, grandpa meant..."

"It is often in a difficult situation to see a person's character and character, whether it is perseverance or self-pity."

"Then I have to go see him and go secretly."

"necessary."

"Grandpa!" Hua Ziyan said strangely, obviously, there is something in Hua's old saying.

Old Hua smiled: "Yanyan, grandpa suddenly remembered a very interesting sentence."

"What is it?"

"It is said that the sweat and tears a woman shed after marriage is the water in her head before marriage."

"Huh?" Hua Ziyan covered her mouth and smiled, "Grandpa, where did you see it all from?"

"Women's Digest."

"You actually look at that!"

"Do I have any books I can't dabble in?"

"I mean, you have high morals, and you actually dabble in the newspapers and magazines after dinner. I was surprised."

Old Hua smiled and waved his hand: "Go."

...

"Zhao Bureau, this is all the information of Yang Feng."

"Well, Kaoru, sit down."

Zhao Ju looked through the information with one hand and turned the pen with the other.

In fact, she was already thoroughly familiar with these materials, except for what happened to Yang Feng at sea.

Zhao Ju turned the pen up and almost hit the three-meter-high roof, then grabbed it and said, "Xiao Xun, what do you think about this Yang Feng?"

The woman who wore a pleated skirt and was called Xiaoxun replied: "Zhao Ju, this Yang Feng is indeed mysterious. In 19 years, his performance was mediocre, but in the last year, his life happened. It’s a tremendous change."

"Say the key point." Zhao Ju said.

Xiaoxun nodded: "Not only did his grades improve by leaps and bounds, but also his medical skills and skills. I retrieved the files from the local public security bureau. Once he was buried in concrete for an hour, and he was fine. And this time, he survived the visit. Well, we got this information. At that time, Yang Feng didn't have a life jacket, but he stayed at sea for a long time and led away the shark school with his bare hands..."

"He is not a human, at least not an ordinary person." Zhao Ju's eyes are shining, "It is the object of our investigation."

"Zhao Ju, do you think this is a supernatural phenomenon?"

"Before there is evidence, I'm not good at making any assertions. I think Yang Feng can help us untie the answer."

"Do you have any instructions." Xiao Kaoru stood up.

"Find a way to bring Yang Feng over to me, can you do it?"

"Guaranteed to complete the task!"

"Go ahead."

Xiaoxun walked out of the alloy door, and the words "Office of the Director of the Ninth Bureau" were written on the sign on the door.

The Ninth Bureau of the Central Security Bureau, the predecessor of the 749 Bureau established in the 1970s, specializing in the study of supernatural events, was once disbanded. In the new century, such and other supernatural phenomena have appeared in various parts of the world, so the ninth bureau was restarted.

In the office, Zhao Ju was wearing a straight navy blue tunic. She held her chin and smiled slightly: "Yang Feng, we are going to meet again."

...

Long Chenbo, chairman of Longxiang International.

The father and son were sitting across from each other, and the dragon was still bandaged on the bridge of the nose.

Long Chenbo handed the tablet to his son: "Son, you provoke someone who shouldn't be offended, don't forget, today is the third day."

"Dad, I..."

"Xiaotian, although there is gold under the knees of men, there is a saying that a man can bend and stretch. If Han Xinning could not bend, there would be no future Fenghoubai general."

"Dad, I understand, I'll go."

Long made a decision on the side of the sky, and the landline sounded abruptly. He walked over to pick it up. A familiar voice came from the receiver, with a taste of kimchi: "The dragon is in the sky. I have to remind you that today is the first time. In three days, you still have less than two hours."

"I know! But it's still early to twenty-four!"

"Who told you about twenty-four? I'm telling you clearly now that we don't want to work overtime at eighteen in the afternoon."

After speaking, the other party directly deducted the phone.

"Damn it, bastard!" Long Zaitian gritted his teeth, almost crushing the earpiece.

...

Hua Ziyan did what she said, and she came to the campus to observe Yang Feng. She took a binoculars and stood on the roof of the library, paying attention to Yang Feng's every move.

At this time, on the open plastic basketball court, four men and four women were playing halftime.

It's the four members of newF4 and the four newly-promoted schoolgirls. With this combination, this kind of appearance, the audience is naturally a lot of people.