Master, what path do you cultivate?

bang bang bang—

The bullets fired at close range instantly broke Shen Bixin's right hand holding the gun.

Even though she was wearing a bulletproof vest, Shen Bixin still felt a bullet passing through her body, and the tremendous force pushed her directly off the roof.

Shen Bixin felt that the process of falling was very slow. In this not short moment, she seemed to understand many things.

The company's client is Iron Crazy Monk? No, if the company really wanted to make his money, it wouldn't let him participate in this operation.

Iron Crazy Monk must have asked someone else to buy the service for him and implant it into the prosthetic body in advance, and then he only needs to implant the prosthetic body into himself.

The company doesn't care who the customer is at all, as long as someone pays them.

Thinking about it now, these ABCDEs have never been able to control their own destiny. After all, they are just more advanced tools.

In retrospect, if I have to say what I have done to follow my heart, it may be that I sincerely wanted to save the client just now, and later killed the iron mad monk.

Being sent to save the man who killed his younger brother is absurd for life, but it seems normal for tools.

Shen Bixin's falling body hit multiple billboards one after another, and finally fell on a pile of construction sand.

Just like when Shen Bitao watched the helicopter fly away, Shen Bixin, unable to move, watched the armed helicopter on the roof fly away quickly.

Did you try to save the iron mad monk's life in the first place? There is no need for myself and my teammates to check.

After all, for the company, the customer is the first.

But it doesn't matter anymore, because I have already taken revenge.

It's just that I may have lived wrong before.

With some unwillingness and relief, Shen Bi closed her eyes helplessly.

sting, sting——

In a daze, Shen Bixin heard the sound of the cart being pulled, and at the same time, there was heart-piercing pain from every part of her body.

Are there organ traffickers who want to sell themselves?

Then this person is really unlucky. After all, his body has been damaged so badly that his internal organs may not be very usable.

Shen Bixin fainted again in a groggy state.

When Shen Bixin regained some consciousness again, the pain in her body had weakened a lot, and there seemed to be a familiar white light in front of her eyes.

He managed to open his eyes. That's right, it was the operating light he was familiar with. There was an old man and a young man standing beside him.

The young man with a somewhat familiar back was bargaining with the old doctor in a white coat.

"Old Sun, after all, I have introduced many patients to you. This time it will be cheaper, and it will save lives and heal the wounded."

"What? That's not what you said just now when you pushed people in and clamored for me to save them! Didn't you say that as long as you can save as much money as you want, it doesn't matter? This is not an account? If I had known, I would have dropped a pair of scissors just now go in!"

"Tsk, listen to yourself, is this speaking human words?! Your service attitude is badly rated, and you will have to deduct 20% of the service fee no matter what you pay."

"Damn, believe it or not, I will stab you with a scalpel, stab it now, the kind that hurts if the knife avoids the vital organs!"

Hearing some familiar voices and looking at the unique hoodie, Shen Bixin remembered that the person in front of him was the owner of Ji's Grocery Store, but did not remember his name, struggling to open his mouth and said:

"Dead profiteer"

When Ji Qinglin heard Shen Bixin's words, he knew that she had survived, and he was relieved, knowing that his money was not wasted.

Then he turned around and told Dr. Sun:

"Hey, old grandson, it seems that her memory and brain are not damaged, so don't prescribe brain-protecting medicines, saving a fortune is a fortune."

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Shen Bixin's body recovered after recuperating in the Sun Yi Medical Center on Xindong Street for a long time.

Ji Qinglin also told her what happened.

The old Hutou of Ji's grocery store had an old property on the side of Xindong Street. After the old man passed away, Ji Qinglin planned to clean up his things and sell them there. After all, the neighborhood was not peaceful.

Sure enough, just after cleaning up that night, a fight broke out across the building, crackling and celebrating the Spring Festival.

Later, even the armed helicopters came, but Ji Qinglin planned to leave overnight, but when he came out, he met Shen Bixin who fell down not long ago.

Ji Qinglin found out that Shen Bixin was still saved, because he had met once, and the seven-level pagoda had been brought to his face, so he put her in the car.

Ji Qinglin also knew very well that as a member of the mobile defense team, Shen Bixin must have the money to pay for the medical expenses, so he took her to a familiar doctor without hesitation to save her.

"Cough cough."

The body is recovering, and Shen Bixin, who is about to install the right arm of the prosthesis, is sitting in front of the window, not quite used to smoking.

Ji Qinglin moved a stool and sat beside him:

"I'm sorry about your brother."

"you know?"

"After all, I also have some intermediary work, and this information can still be found out."

Hearing what Ji Qinglin meant, Shen Bixin told him the whole story, and finally asked:

"Can I trouble you to help me confirm that the Iron Crazy Monk is dead or not?"

Ji Qinglin smiled bitterly and said:

"You think highly of him too. His head is smashed and he still isn't dead? Your company has issued an announcement, and the explanation given is that the theft of the company's platinum-level service authority was verified and then killed."

When a client dies, there must be an explanation. Ancheng Company's crisis public relations response is fast.

What the public has heard is that the defense mobile team can be summoned by using the stolen authority, which shows that the defense mobile team cares about customers and would rather save by mistake than miss.

Killing the iron mad monk can show a wave of the company's muscles, so why not do it.

Before Shen Bixin continued to ask, Ji Qinglin added:

"In addition, the shareholder you rescued before also died. Just a few hours before you rescued the iron mad monk, the iron mad monk should have killed your old customer and was hunted down by his subordinates. That's why he asked you for help. The defense mobile team, but he probably didn't expect that he could meet you even in that disguise, it's really a reincarnation."

Remembering that it was these people that he and his younger brother were desperately trying to save, Shen Bixin looked out the window and said nothing. Ji Qinglin, who was quite used to such things, joked:

"What? Are you disillusioned?"

"If you don't have this feeling of being human in two lifetimes, you won't understand."

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Ji Qinglin said in her heart, then you really asked the right person.

"What's your plan after that?"

"Not ready yet."

"As long as you don't look for life and death, after all, although the money is paid back, you still owe me a favor."

Shen Bixin smiled wryly:

"You really are a dead profiteer."

But this time there seemed to be no resentment in the discourse.

Shen Bixin snuffed out the first cigarette in her life with her remaining left arm, and took a deep breath as if she had made a decision:

"Can you help me find a place? I want to open my own clinic."

"It's not difficult, as long as you have money, but I'm curious, don't you want to leave this sad place?"

"It's the same everywhere, it's just that I have been living for others before, this time I want to try to do something I want to do."

Fortunately, my lover is in good health, and it just happens to be a new flower. We are in the same place and next to each other. Tomorrow will be cloudy or sunny.