Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Ma Mingyang immediately looked at Jiang Tian and the others with admiration, his attitude became a bit better, and he enthusiastically introduced to Jiang Tian and the others:

"We are a medical team funded by the International Red Cross. We have been coming to Sodoni for five or six years. We have performed more than 30,000 surgeries and distributed medicines worth more than 2 million U.S. dollars. International health organizations have commended us..."

His tone was a bit arrogant and proud.

It's no wonder that in such a place where war is raging and bullets are raining, it is indeed something to be proud of that a helpless intellectual can survive for so long.

He could vaguely see that Jiang Tian had the highest status among this group of people, so he asked with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, why did you suddenly come to Sodoni and go to the longevity tribe? That is a very barbaric tribe, and along the way It’s all very dangerous…”

In his opinion, Jiang Tian was just a rich young man who came to wander around the war-torn Sodoni.

How can such a rich young man know the sufferings of people's livelihood?

"He is the prince Jiang Tian of the Yaowang Group. The Yaowang Group also attaches great importance to charity. Just before the Spring Festival, it established a Yaowang Charity Foundation to investigate Sodoni's health career and see if it can provide some help. !”

Lin Fengmian casually made nonsense about finding secrets like spiritual grass. Naturally, there was no need to reveal it to these unrelated people.

"Huh? The Yaowang Group's charity foundation has been established and operated?" Jiang Tian was a little surprised.

Mr. Jiang Changgeng had talked about the charity fund in front of Jiang Tian more than once.

But Jiang Tiantian was in the mood to do this. At that time, he was just trampling on the Zhang family and fighting with the Lu and Song families.

Probably the old man entrusted Ye Ziwei and the others to do it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tian felt a little guilty, and he probably felt quite dissatisfied.

"Ha, it turns out you are a descendant of the Medicine King Jiang family!"

A pretty and bright little nurse came over and looked at Jiang Tiandao with admiration on her face: "You are not Jiang Tian, ​​are you?"

"It's me! Do we... know each other?" Jiang Tian glanced at her in surprise.

"Oh, it's really you! Idol! Idol!"

The little nurse jumped up and down, her face flushed with excitement.

"What idol? I don't sing or act, and I'm not a star!" Jiang Tian touched his nose awkwardly.

"There's nothing worthy of worshiping a star. You definitely don't know me, but I know you!"

The little nurse's clear and beautiful eyes were filled with stars, and she looked at Jiang Tiandao with admiration on her face:

"My name is Yuan Kexin, and I am the head nurse of the medical team. Before the Spring Festival, Yaowang Charity Foundation distributed the first batch of donations. Our medical team also submitted an application. In order to provide information, I returned to China once and met Grandpa Jiang Changgeng. . He said that you are the great doctor Jiang who defeated Korean medicine. Moreover, you invented all the prescriptions of Yaowang Group!"

"The Yaowang Group also presented some of your group's products to the medical team. We used them in Sodoni, and the effect was really good! You are simply amazing! Your Yaowang Group is also great! You are the only domestic listed company. I am the most supportive of charity! The first batch of donations is one billion!"

"Oh! That's it, that's what we should do!" Jiang Tian smiled lightly and didn't take it to heart at all.

At this time, little Arthur also ran over, pulled Yuan Kexin's sleeve and said, "Sister Kexin!"

"Little Arthur! It's you!"

Yuan Kexin kissed his dark forehead, took out a medicine bottle from his white coat, poured out a pill and handed it to him.

Little Arthur took it with a divine expression as if he had found a treasure.

After eating, he seemed to feel better instantly, jumping around happily.

"You gave him vitamins, right?" Jiang Tian said in surprise.

"That's right. Hee hee! It's equivalent to a placebo!"

Yuan Kexin put her hands in her pockets, showing the unique naughtiness of a girl, and smiled:

"The medical team distributes medicines for free. Over time, they like to take one or two even if they are not sick! These black people are so cute!"

Jiang Tian nodded.

A trace of solemnity flashed across Yuan Kexin's face, and she whispered: "Will you go to the Kaye tribe? Don't go. Their village was burned by the army a few days ago, and I didn't see anyone alive there!"

Jiang Tian glanced calmly at the innocent little Arthur next to him.

Even though he has been cultivating for thousands of years and has been tempered by war, he can't help but feel a trace of sympathy in his heart.

He nodded and smiled: "It's not easy for you! How much money did you get from the charity foundation before?"

"Five million!"

"I'll give you 10 million!" Jiang Tian took out the satellite phone and called Ye Ziwei.

"Ten million! Young Master Jiang, you are so rich! You are so open-minded!" Yuan Kexin admired him beyond words.

Seeing Yuan Kexin's admiration for Jiang Tian, ​​a trace of displeasure flashed in Ma Mingyang's eyes.

However, he concealed it well and said with a smile: "Okay, Kexin, hurry up and move the medicines. After moving the guests, we have to go on the road!"

"Well, Mr. Jiang, come on, you are a good person!"

Yuan Kexin waved her little pink fist at Jiang Tian and continued to work, smiling like a flower, invincible in youth and full of vitality.

Next, Ma Mingyang was too lazy to introduce anything and couldn't cheer up at all.

Renyaowang Group has spent one billion in charity funds in one go. He has saved a few people, but he can't compare with Jiang Tian.

Ma Mingyang and the others lent an off-road vehicle to Jiang Tian and the others. When they were about to leave, a pickup truck with a heavy machine gun rolled up smoke and dust, smashed through the red and white lifting pole, and drove straight in.

Several black soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and red hats jumped out of the car and rushed over. They raised their semi-automatic rifles and surrounded Jiang Tian and the others, shouting hoarsely in native dialect.

Arthur raised his hands in fear and said hurriedly: "Mr. Jiang, he suspects that we are rebels and wants to check our helicopter!"

"Tell them we are Mulligan's people!" said the executive of Jinneng Group.

Arthur muttered a few patois, but the other party pushed him to the ground, then rushed into the helicopter and picked up the felt cloth with the barrel of his gun. There were just some biscuits, purified water, and medicine underneath, but they were like Facing the enemy, he pointed the barrel of his gun at Jiang Tian and shouted angrily.

It seems that the warlords here are too chaotic, and not all warlords follow Mulligan's tactics.

Arthur translated: "They asked you where these drugs are going to be shipped. Is it to aid the rebels?"

Jiang Tian didn't want to pay attention to these barbarians and said calmly: "We are doctors, not soldiers!"

Arthur translated, and the other party stared at Jiang Tian fiercely.

At this time, a shotgun with a sawn-off barrel was discovered under the pilot's seat.

The blacks suddenly became furious, kicked the two black pilots to the ground, ordered them to kneel down, and then shot each of them in the back of the head.

The two black pilots fell to the ground with their brains exploded, and a swarm of green-headed flies buzzed over and lay on the brains and blood.

The time from incident to execution was less than a minute.

Suddenly, the whole place turned earth-colored, and without daring to breathe, Ma Mingyang whispered:

"There is a war going on in the Kaye tribe. Several warlords are fighting each other, and they all call each other rebels. Several villages have been slaughtered. Originally, we contacted officials from the government army and the Ministry of Health to prepare for transfer or withdrawal. However, the Minister of Health has just been shot, and there are rebels along the way. We don’t have enough vehicle support at all, and we don’t have military protection!”

Upon hearing this, Arthur's face suddenly froze, and tears fell silently from his eyes, but he clenched his fists and remained silent.

The government troops killed people but acted as if nothing had happened. They continued to chat with cigarettes in their mouths and carried medicines, dry food and mineral water to their pickup trucks.

Everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out.

Suddenly, a black soldier, with a gloomy face, pointed at Arthur and shouted: "You are a Kaye tribesman!"

Little Arthur was frightened, and his two thin legs like hemp poles trembled like chaff.

The soldiers rushed over and pushed little Arthur down to his knees. To execute him.

The medical staff pursed their lips in grief and anger, but dared not speak out in anger.

This group of soldiers killed without blinking an eye and was so barbaric that they did not dare to fight against them.

Only Yuan Kexin stepped forward, pushed the black people and said in English: "He is indeed a Kaye tribe member, but he has never participated in the war. He left the tribe a year ago to work in the capital!"

"You want to die!"

"Don't think that because you are Chinese, I don't dare to kill you!"

A black man pointed a heavy pistol at Yuan Kexin's head, his eyes were about to burst, and he shouted angrily like a thunderbolt.

Yuan Kexin froze, not daring to step forward, and tears rolled down her face.

In the blur of tears, she saw little Arthur being pushed to his knees on the ground, with the muzzle of the gun pressed against the back of his head.

She closed her eyes.

Ma Mingyang and the others couldn't bear to turn their heads.

"stop!"

A roar like thunder exploded out of thin air.

Several black soldiers were so shocked that their foreheads were buzzing. They turned their heads and looked at a tall and powerful young man walking out in surprise.

"Master Tao, I told you to stop. Don't you understand what I am saying?"

Zhang Qianlei strode forward with anger on his face.

"go to hell!"

It is true that they did not understand Zhang Qianlei's Chinese, but looking at his face, they knew that his words were definitely not good. One of the soldiers raised his pistol and was about to shoot Zhang Qianlei.

Zhang Qianlei has a fiery temperament. He was very angry when he saw them killing the black pilot. But at that time, he did not expect that the other party killed the black pilot so neatly and did not react. How could they allow them to kill at this time?

Zhang Qianlei swayed, approaching like a ghost, and slapped his head in the face.

boom!

The black soldier's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, with blood, brains, and broken bones spraying everywhere.

Several other soldiers were shocked when they saw this and quickly turned their guns.

Zhang Qianlei swung his fist straight up, and there was a burst of punches and kicks. Several soldiers fell into a pool of blood and died.

The other two soldiers saw that Zhang Qianlei was scary, so they screamed in fear and ran away. Zhang Qianlei slowly picked up the bullet casings scattered on the ground and fired them with just one finger.

With two bangs, the two soldiers who had run a hundred meters away saw two splashes of blood on their heads and fell to the ground. In less than a minute, he killed all eight soldiers.

The comrades of the medical team were frightened, but little Arthur shouted excitedly: "It's amazing! You are a god!"