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Chapter 566 Monte Banker

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    When Feng Jun arrived, he witnessed exactly this scene. Two gatekeepers, high and low, were patiently explaining to each other.

    This was originally a normal thing, but when they saw him arriving, the attitudes of the two gatekeepers became more friendly.

    The middle-aged couple didn¡¯t care about Feng Jun either.  In their opinion, a young man driving a convertible in the rain could not be a big shot.

    ¡°However, the young man looks really handsome.

    Feng Jun stood there and listened to them for a while, and then he understood a little bit - another person came to seek medical treatment.

    The couple is from Sanjin, and the other car with a Zhengyang license plate is their friend.

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    They don¡¯t know how many times they have visited this kind of ¡°famous doctor¡± in the mountains, but every time they come back disappointed. Now their patience is almost worn out, but they can¡¯t give up just for the sake of their children.

    The two of them had heard about the supernatural beings here, and originally came here with the intention of giving it a try. After arriving here, they suddenly discovered that this master actually lived in such a large mountain, and they felt a little hopeful.

    The master did not see the guests, which made them feel a little irritable, but at the same time, they were more lucky, so they patiently reasoned with the two gatekeepers.

    Liangmengang was familiar with this situation and apologized politely - the master is not a doctor, you guys are just hearsay, and this place is private territory, except for a few departments, no one is welcome to enter.

    We are also earning wages. You two really have a solution. Just find someone to contact Master Feng. Why bother us?

    The middle-aged man said, "In that case, please tell Master Feng, brother, whether he can see us or not is his business This is a little care of mine."

    As he spoke, he stuffed a red envelope into it.

    When Gao Mengang saw this, he was startled. He waved his hands and spoke sternly, "Brother, please don't hurt us. If you do this again, you will really fall out."

    Master Feng is right next to you. By stuffing red envelopes so blatantly, aren¡¯t you trying to destroy our jobs?

    The man was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly took back the red envelope, "Well, please tell me, money is not an issue. If the child can get better, I will have my own feelings for you two."

    Ai Menggang sneered, "Brother, do you think the master lives in such a big place and seems to be short of money?"

    Gao Menggang also spoke in a deep voice, "Our doorman salary is not high, the minimum salary is more than 10,000 yuan a month, but if you cause us to lose our jobs, it will be much harder to find another one like this."

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????  The man looked around in shock, confirming that he was really in the wilderness and not some luxurious place in the capital.

    Finally, the woman couldn't bear it anymore, "Since the master is not good at medicine, why do you call him master?"

    Gao Menggang replied simply, "Master does not have a medical license."

    "You have a bad idea!" Ai Menggang glared at him fiercely, then looked at the woman and spoke seriously, "Mr. Feng is a master of fighting. He can fight seven or eight by himself."

    A sneer appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth, "Fighting master? I wonder if he accepts the challenge?"

    Gao Menggang also realized that there was something wrong with his answer just now. In fact, it was a standard answer, but looking at the other party's behavior, it was obvious that he had a good background. This kind of prevarication was a bit inappropriate.

    So he immediately made up for it, "Whether Master Feng accepts the challenge or not, that is his business. You must be able to contact him first."

    "Is it a challenge?" The man turned his head and looked at Feng Jun, "Little brother, please tell Master Feng that the title of Fighting Master is very easy for me to use. It is nothing to make him famous all over the world.  question."

    Did you finally see me?  Feng Jun sat on the all-terrain vehicle without getting off the vehicle. He just looked at him and asked, "Money is not a problem How much money do you have?"

    The man looked at him strangely, but patiently replied, "I dare not say, you can easily get three to five billion."

    "Haha," Feng Jun smiled disapprovingly and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with the child?"

    The man looked at him again, feeling more and more strange in his heart. He asked so many questions, are you the one who made the decision?

    But the woman didn¡¯t think much and answered bluntly, ¡°Paralysis, similar to motor neuron disease.¡±

    Feng Jun is not a medical student, but he still knows about this disease. Who hasn¡¯t heard of the ¡°Ice Bucket Challenge¡±?  This isbiao, but I couldn't get angry, so I could only look at her and ask calmly, "Do you think it's not treatment if I ask about the stone? Do you know, this stone may be related to your son's disease!"

    "How is this possible?" The woman firmly refused to believe it. She said with disdain, "This is a treasure passed down from my lover's ancestors to attract wealth."

    "Ancestors?" Feng Jun sneered, "Do you call the things in the dead man's cemetery an ancestral heritage?"

    "What?" the woman screamed, looking at the man in shock.

    The man scratched his head in distress, "Master it's not what you think. It's a long story, but it is definitely something from my ancestors. Pingyang Banker, have you heard of it?"

    "No," Feng Jun shook his head, "There is no family like yours among the families I have heard of."

    It¡¯s really not nonsense. The families he has heard of are all in the mobile phone plane, and they really don¡¯t exist in the earth plane.

    The man looked at him deeply and remained silent for a moment. After pouring boiling water into the teacup, he sighed softly, "My banker is from Mengdi."

    (Updated to summon monthly ticket.)

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