Chapter 521
: Sister Lan and Brother Yan’s Absolute Understanding! [1 more]
Chapter 521: Sister Lan and Brother Yan’s Absolute Understanding! [1 more]
After Brutus left the hospital, the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt.
If Christine died, there was no guarantee that her property would be inherited by him 100%.
But if he had her oral order or something else that could prove her identity, he could easily take over all of Christine's assets.
"This beastly bastard!" Wen Chaosheng was extremely angry. "Sister Youqian is his biological daughter, and he actually wants to kill Sister Youqian so much."
"Don't insult the beast." Ye Xingli said coldly, "Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, so who is he?"
"Sister YN, how long will it take?" Wen Chaosheng kept looking at the time. "I guess it will take a while. Once the people from the Tower of Babel have dealt with the matter of Jidao, they will be back soon."
Ye Wanlan didn't say anything, but just stared at the silver needle inserted into Christine's body.
Her breathing rate was also much faster than before, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Christine's injuries were indeed the most serious injuries she had ever seen in her life.
On the surface, it all seemed to be an accident, and even after in-depth diagnosis and treatment, no human intervention could be detected.
But modern medical technology was helpless. With just a few instruments, it could only maintain Christine's heartbeat and breathing.
The methods used by the Tower of Babel are indeed strange and hard to guard against.
"I need more things." Ye Wanlan exhaled slowly, "The situation is a bit complicated, I need to continue to delay."
"I'll have someone hold back the Constance family." Ye Xingli nodded, then hesitated and said, "It's just that the Tower of Babel..."
He and Wen Chaosheng looked at each other.
The Yakuza organization is a force in the global center that is even more elusive than the supernatural agency. Until now, no one has ever seen what the leader of the Yakuza looks like.
Some people say that the master is an old man in his seventies or eighties, but he looks like a teenager and knows some kind of escape technique, so he can easily avoid the public eye.
Some people also say that the Lord is not a human being at all, but some kind of advanced AI (artificial intelligence). Since it has no entity, it is naturally impossible to be found.
It is said that apart from the left and right protectors of the Jidao organization, there is no third member who can contact the Taoist master himself.
What other methods can they use to get the underworld organizations to help them delay more time?
Outside the door, Brutus was still talking to another person, and the two were getting closer and closer.
"Where's the person in charge?" Brutus shouted at the top of his voice, "I want to go in and see my daughter. Open the door of the operating room."
He was about to step forward, but failed.
"Mr. Brutus, Miss Christine is still receiving treatment. You must not go in alone without the order of the Tower of Babel." A young man stopped him. "If you go in, if something happens to Miss Christine, we can't afford it."
"What bullshit are you talking about!" Brutus was furious. "I am Christine's father!"
"But I don't think Miss Christine thinks so." The young man smiled politely, "Mr. Brutus, you are not going to do anything bad to Miss Christine while Babel is dealing with other things, are you?"
Brutus's face was distorted with anger: "You, you from the International Strategic Research Institute..."
"We are from the International Strategic Research Institute, but this time we are under the command of the Tower of Babel." The young man said calmly, "Mr. Brutus, please go back."
Brutus was helpless after being blocked by the people from the International Strategic Institute.
He looked at the door of the operating room with hatred and could only leave unwillingly.
Footsteps were heard and silence fell outside the door again.
"Who is it? So tough?" Wen Chaosheng asked curiously, "Your people?"
"No, he's my colleague." Ye Xingli scratched his head. "But we don't have much in common. I just reminded him that based on the relationship between Brutus and Rich Sister, Brutus must be up to something. If that causes the Tower of Babel to hold us accountable, we will also be fined."
"That's amazing." Wen Chaosheng couldn't help but exclaimed, "Put all the blame on the Tower of Babel. Who would have thought of the relationship between us?"
"Tweezers." Ye Wanlan suddenly spoke.
Wen Chaosheng immediately handed over the tweezers.
Serious and intensive rescue work is continuing.
At the same time, outside the Tower of Babel.
Crowds gathered in the square, their faces shining with joy.
"Good burn!"
"One more! One more!"
The flames shot up into the sky, dyeing the white Tower of Babel a layer of red.
The guards stood on both sides but were unable to step forward to stop it.
After all, the actions of the Yakuza organization this time are to deal with these extremely evil criminals, which is also something that the citizens of the Global Center are happy to see.
If they really stopped it, there was no guarantee that Jidao would not use this incident to reduce citizens' trust in the Tower of Babel.
Fortunately, this matter will soon be over. The guards did not know that the leader of the extreme gang they had been looking for for a long time was standing in the crowd.
Yan Tingfeng was wearing a hat with the brim slightly lowered, covering his eyebrows and eyes.
He suppressed the aura around him and made himself even more ordinary.
Several messages popped up on the phone.
[Xiao Zuo]: Boss, we’ve already burned the third one, there’s no one left!
[Xiao You]: The main reason is that we are used to solving the problem on the spot. If we had known that we could still do this at the entrance of the Tower of Babel, we should have left a few of the most heinous things and specially burned them at the entrance of the Tower of Babel.
[Xiao Zuo]: No, that's not right. Who are we helping to attract the firepower of the Tower of Babel? Boss, Xiao Zuo may not be able to withstand it!
Yan Tingfeng murmured: "There's still not enough time."
The message he sent to Ye Wanlan fell on deaf ears, which proved that she had not yet finished her treatment.
Therefore, he needed to delay the Tower of Babel for more time so that they would not be concerned about the affairs of the Global Hospital.
【道】：Since there is no one left, then give a speech.
【Xiao Zuo】：???
[Xiao You]: Boss, no, I’m an engineering student. Aren’t you making things difficult for me?
【道】：[Document]
[Xiao Zuo]: Xiao Zuo got it. Let me start my speech now!
Yan Tingfeng put away his spare phone, and a message popped up on his regular phone.
【Xiang Shaoyu】: What is the purpose of this article you asked me to write? It is full of useless nonsense.
【Yan Ting Feng】: Used to make people angry.
【Xiang Shaoyu】:?
He was increasingly unable to understand what Yan Tingfeng was doing.
**
Operating room.
"Fuck!" Wen Chaosheng's eyes suddenly widened. "Although I always thought that the Jidao people were abnormal, I didn't expect them to be so crazy!"
"What's wrong again?" Ye Xingli handed a scalpel to Ye Wanlan and asked casually.
"Didn't they set the fire?" Wen Chaosheng stared at the news. "Now that the fire is over, they started giving speeches at the entrance of the Tower of Babel."
Ye Xingli was shocked: "What?!"
"Shh, I have to say, this speech is really well written." Wen Chaosheng muttered to himself, "The audience's enthusiasm has also reached its peak."
“Forget it, no matter whether they are crazy or not, Sister YN has more time.” Ye Xingli shook his head.
Ye Wanlan inserted the gold needle into Christine's acupuncture point for the fifth time, and her breathing finally became much lighter.
After this round of acupuncture, she managed to save Christine from the brink of death.
It's just the extreme style...
Ye Wanlan seemed to be thinking about something, which always made her feel familiar.
the other side.
After the passionate speech of the Left Protector, it was obvious that Babel's patience had reached its limit, and the guards stepped forward to evacuate the crowd.
When he saw that things were going badly, he ran away immediately, leaving Babel with nothing to catch him again.
[Xiao Zuo]: Boss, I really like the writing style of this speech! It must have been written by someone from China? Only they would have so many allusions!
[Xiao You]: Whenever Lao Zuo said "There is an old saying in China", I could clearly see that the faces of the people in the Tower of Babel turned green.
Yan Tingfeng glanced at the messages between the two. At this moment, the message he sent to Ye Wanlan also received a reply.
【道】: Retreat.
[Xiao Zuo]: I’ve already run away.
[Xiao You]: Yes, sir!
**
"This is really going too far!" Someone shouted angrily in a meeting room in the Tower of Babel, "Jidao is clearly provoking us. This organization must be banned!"
"I agree." Another person spoke up, "Tower Master, they are pretending to punish the criminals. In fact, they are just trying to slap you in the face."
The tower master is also the initiator of the round table meeting.
After listening to it, he just smiled slightly: "Let's put the Jidao matter aside for now, the most urgent thing is Kristen, go to Universal Hospital to see how she is doing."
Several people looked at each other.
What else?
He must be dead!