Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

It was a trace of flesh.

This blood is hidden deep, how can he escape the eyes of the master of the Tiandao Medical Museum?

This blood of Ning Tao thought of the existence of a demon world-the blood demon.

Nicholas ContiConti and the Vettel family have inextricable relationships. Although it has not been investigated clearly, this relationship is certain. The Vettel family has controlled Europe for hundreds of years. Although it has retreated behind the scenes, political parties and major international companies now active in Europe and the United States have their presence. Who can be sure that the real owner of Blackfire is not it? ?

If the Vettel family had the technology to make the living dead live, those people would make sense here.

"By the way, the blood demon was born first, and then the dead. Are n’t these living dead people dead? If they were transformed into blood, the Vettel family would be in control of an army, and these army would be composed of different historical periods. Elite! "Ning Tao's thinking is very active, and he also feels a bit open.

"You, what are you looking at?" Ferencieff asked, using English in a cold tone.

Ning Tao reported back with a smile, looked away, and went upstairs with the room card.

Ferencive looked at Ning Tao's back without a look on his face.

Ning Tao did not look back, went up to the second floor, found the room on the room card, opened the door and walked in, then locked the room door. He lowered his fishing gear, lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

He went in, Yuan Ying went out.

No one protects the law, and Yuanying has certain risks. However, this place is hundreds of kilometers away from the base camp of Heihuo Company. This small town is very simple. He did not find any dangerous characters appearing, so he dared to get rid of the babies here without any law enforcement.

Crossing the wall, Ning Tao returned to the hotel's front hall a few seconds later.

The Bucks are checking in for a few Germans, with a few Germans staying only one night.

After a few Germans got the room card, they talked in German, but unfortunately Ning Tao couldn't understand it at all.

The shotgun was walking towards a door with a small bucket. A young blond man stopped him and said in English, "Friend, can you get us something to eat?"

The shotgun said, "Of course, what do you need?"

The blonde young man said, "Live fish is fine."

The shotgun stunned for a moment, apparently he didn't figure out why it was a "live fish."

The blonde said, "Give us the fish in your hand, and we will cook it for ourselves. Thank you."

"This ..." The shotgun looked puzzled.

The Bucks said: "Son, give them, Mr. Johnny will give you what you want to handle. You can put the fish, or you can use it as food for our guests. The biggest value of fish is to enter. My belly, isn't it? Haha. "

He thought he had said something very interesting, and he smiled, but a few Germans looked serious, none of them showed even a smile.

The Bucks shrugged awkwardly and stopped talking.

The shotgun handed the bucket to the young blonde and said, "These fish are for you, but you do n’t have to pay. If you want to thank, thank Mr. Johnny, the one who just went upstairs. He fished them . "

The blond young man turned around with a small bucket and left, without even saying thank you, as he should be.

Several other Germans also went upstairs.

The shotgun muttered: "A group of stereotyped Germans."

Ning Tao returned to the second floor with his back against the wall of the corridor. He waited more than ten seconds for the German talents to go upstairs. Each of them had a room key, but they only opened one room and then entered the room.

Ning Tao followed them into the room.

Ferencieff sat on the sofa in the room, and the young blonde put the small bucket with a few fish on the coffee table. Then he picked out one of the fattest fishes from the keg and gave them to Francesco.

Ferencieff caught the fish, and the fish kept struggling in his hands.

Ning Tao felt strange: "What does he want to do?"

But just when Ning Tao thought so, Ferencieff suddenly opened his mouth and bit the fish head down. His four incisors became significantly longer and sharper at that moment, and the blood of the fish flowed into his body along the four incisors. The fish died instantly, and his body dried up, like a salted fish hung on or even air-dried for a month.

The blonde picked up a fish and handed it to Francesco throughout the year.

Ferencieff said a word, the blond young man couldn't wait to bite the fish head. Several other people also squeezed in front of the small bucket to catch the fish. The teenager in his tenth year did not catch the fish and showed his sharp incisors at his companion, which seemed very angry.

Francesco snapped, and the teenager in his tenth was standing upright, raising one arm and saying something in his mouth.

Unfortunately, he couldn't understand German, and Ning Tao didn't know what these people were saying. He missed the days when Bai Jing was by his side. The Lich King was proficient in many foreign languages. If she was by her side, she would be able to translate these German conversations to him.

Several fish were destroyed in a blink of an eye.

Ferencieff stood up to the window, opened the curtains, and stood in front of the window looking into the distance.

Ning Tao came to his side, took a look, and then looked in his direction.

That's the direction of Huxin Island.

Several speedboats approached from the lake, and they were fast.

He suddenly pointed at the speedboats, feeling a little excited. Several of his followers came to the window and saw the speedboats, and they were discussing excitedly.

Ning Tao gave up, left the room, and returned to his body.

Yuan Ying came in, he went out.

Ning Tao opened her eyes and frowned, looking dignified. Although he couldn't understand what a few Germans said, he could see that they showed fangs to eat, not only absorbing the blood of the fish, but also the water and the essence of life. He can already be sure that the reason why these living dead are still alive is definitely related to the Vettel family.

"What are the plots between the Vettel family and Nicholas Conte?" Ning Tao thought to himself, he got out of bed, went to the window, and stretched out the curtain to open a slit. In sight, the speedboats have entered the port.

A familiar figure appeared at the port, with a tall figure, golden wavy curly hair, and a delicate and beautiful face, which was very expensive.

Ning Tao's sight was slightly delayed. The woman was Zuo Beila.

Zobela's gaze also moved in this direction, glanced at him, and then led someone to this side.

Ning Tao loosened the curtains and said secretly, "Did she come to pick up these Germans to the small island in the center of the lake, or is there another purpose?"

He looked around, and then came to the refrigerator in the room, took a bottle of whiskey on the refrigerator, unscrewed the cork, and filled a half bottle of wine in his stomach. He placed the remaining half of the wine on the bedside table, and then lay on the bed.

It didn't take long for the sound of footsteps and the sound of talking in the corridor.

"There are many rooms in our hotel. How many rooms do you want?" This was the sound of a shotgun.

"Who's there in your hotel?" This was Zuo Beila's voice.

The shotgun said: "It's the off-season. People who come here like to live on the yacht, but today we live with a few Germans, and Johnny, a young black man who likes fishing but not fish."

"Anyone else?" Zuo Bela's voice.

"No one else." The shotgun sounded.

Footsteps suddenly stopped, then Zuo Bella's voice: "The Johnny you said, in which room he lives."

"It's in the room next to me," the shotgun said.

"How long will he live?"

"A month, why, do you know him?" The shotgun sounded curious.

"I don't know him, I just want to find out who else is staying here. Okay, I have all the rooms here for one month. Don't accept other guests unless I allow it or I bring it Coming guest. "Zuo Bela's voice.

"Okay, that's fine." The shotgun was happy.

"Okay, you go."

"Okay, just call me if you need anything. I'm just below." The shotgun turned away.

These conversations were clearly heard by Ning Tao, including the footsteps of the shotgun going downstairs. As the shotgun came downstairs, footsteps came towards his door.

Alas.

Someone knocked on the door.

Ning Tao did not respond, and there was a slight snoring noise in her nostril.

Click!

The door of the unlocked room was opened. A black fire mercenary opened the door, holding a card in his hand. That card is obviously not a room card, but anyone with professional training can use it to open almost all hotel door locks.

Several people walked into Ning Tao's room. The first one was Zuo Beila.

Seeing the young black man lying on the bed drunk, Zuo Bela frowned slightly.

"Miss Zuo Bella, are you going to kill him?" A mercenary asked.

Zuobela glanced at the half-bottle of whiskey on the bedside table and said, "No, he will be a good food. It is more useful to keep him than to kill him. Let's go and see those German people."

After that, she turned and left.

Several Mercenary mercenaries also followed him.

The door was closed again, and the sound was quiet.

The moment the door was closed, Ning Tao's Yuanying left his body and came to the door quietly, then slowly penetrated into the door panel and "squeezed" it a little.

Zuo Beila's greatest strength is not her strength ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but her identity. Last time in Beidu, she brought a group of reporters from the Western media to put pressure on him. He "scared" a reporter in front of her. She didn't find any. That's why he's such an energetic baby who knows how to track secrets.

The door to the opposite room opened, and it was the blonde young man who came out. He glanced at Zuo Beila standing at the door and a few mercenaries from the Blackfire Company, and then said in English, "Lellingrad."

Zuo Beiela said: "Feng Leib."

The blond young man nodded, and then he let the door open.

Zuo Beila led her into the room.

Leningrad, it was the worst war during World War II, and it was even the turning point of the defeat of Germany under the head of state system. The leader of the siege of Leningrad was the most powerful general in the German army system during World War II. His name was Feng Leib.

This is obviously a sign.

The owners of these World War II souls came here, and it was indeed related to the Vettel family and the Blackfire Company!