As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

"As for the boss of the Zhang family organization, His Highness the Savior, I don't think we should get involved, and we can't get involved. His method of recruiting people is really too tough, and I don't think we can handle it at all."

Jiang Ming smiled and said: "How can this possibly save him? What's more, who knows whether this disease is real or fake, let's take a look first."

The three of them didn't speak anymore, and then they arrived in front of the Zhang family organization's mansion.

The organization of this family seems to be very poor. The door in front of it has been stained with the traces of time. Even the plaque on one side is somewhat unhangable and seems to fall down at any time.

After Yuan Hehe saw it, he couldn't help complaining: "I thought the Zhang family was so powerful. They called so many people to come look for us, but in the end they were so poor that it almost seemed like they had nothing."

"It's time to decorate this house. What has become of this plaque?"

The people from the Zhang family organization on the side acted as if they had not heard anything. Instead, they waved to Jiang Ming and the others politely and said: "Your Highness the Savior, you two adults, please come in quickly. We can't let you stay outside longer."

"There are many dangers around here. If you encounter danger by then, we cannot be responsible."

After hearing this, Sikong Wuyuan looked around and found that the surroundings were filled with smoke, sparsely populated, and very remote.

He couldn't help but grin.

Not to mention the decoration, even the location of this mansion is not very good.

But in such a remote place, it is estimated that the boss of Zhang family organization can rest in peace and recuperate.

With this thought in mind, they had already entered the mansion. However, just like the situation outside, although the rooms and courtyards were large, they were desolate and dilapidated.

Sikong Wuyuan seriously suspected that they had arrived at an abandoned mansion. He couldn't help but turn to look at the Zhang family organization member and said: "Is this really the Zhang family organization's mansion? Or is it a secluded residence where your boss came here specifically to rest? Somewhat worn.”

Yuan Hehe didn't have a good impression of these people at all, and deliberately said sarcastically: "I thought your organization was so powerful, but the result is just like this, what? How poor are you, to be so simple?"

"Sir, no matter what, you should respect the Zhang family organization. It is not us who are embarrassed by saying such things, but you."

Yuan Hehe had already said this, but those people were still very calm, not angry at all, and still had smiles on their lips.

Sikong Wuyuan began to suspect that these people were not real people but fake.

If this had been him, he would have been very angry. No matter how good-tempered he was, Yuan Hehe had already said this, which was a bit too good-tempered.

Jiang Ming was confused by this.

Even if he could treat the boss of the Zhang family organization, these people shouldn't be so humble. Do these people really want him to treat the boss of the Zhang family?

Just then, they heard a cough.

The coughing sound was so long that their ears felt uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a group of people suddenly coming in front of them. This group of people was carrying a stretcher, and there was a person lying on the stretcher.

The person on the stretcher approached Jiang Ming and the others, and the coughing sound was made by the person on the stretcher.

However, the other party was covered with a white cloth, and I couldn't see the other party's face at all. I could only tell from the outline that he was probably a thin man.

And those people from the Zhang family organization knelt down one after another, with respect in their eyes, and shouted: "Dear Zhang family head, thank you for coming. It really worries you. We have invited His Highness the Savior. Let him heal you immediately."

As they said that, they all looked at Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming was stunned and said: "Are you covering him with a white cloth like this? Doesn't this make it difficult for him to breathe? Do you want me to save him, or do you want me to kill him?"

Sikong Wuyuan felt something strange and quickly stopped Jiang Ming and said: "Your Highness the Savior, please don't treat me now. Listen to what they say first. With this white cloth covering it, who knows whether it is a real person or a dead person. They may want to put the blame on you." ”

"Ahem..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person on the stretcher started coughing violently.

Yuan Hehe seriously suspected that the people inside were dying, and was even more certain that these people wanted to put the blame on them.

And the people from the Zhang family organization were still urging.

"Your Highness the Savior, if you don't treat our boss, our boss will definitely die. You can tell by the coughing sound that our boss is not dead yet."

"And don't think we're going to do something terrible to you, that's just not possible."

As they were talking, the cloth suddenly floated away on its own, revealing the person underneath.

The man slowly opened his eyes and looked directly at Jiang Ming, with a terrifying smile on his lips.

"Your Highness the Savior, I finally see you. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Hearing this, Jiang Ming was a little stunned, and then said warily: "What do you want to do?"

Judging from these words, the other party should have seen him before, but he did not know the other party's existence.

Now it seems that the other party may have another purpose, not just to cure diseases.

The boss of the Zhangjia organization just smiled and said: "What ideas I have, I just hope you can help me look at the stubborn diseases in my body."

"I'm dying now and feel like I'm going to die soon. I just hope you can help me survive."

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with a strong desire to survive, and he looked at Jiang Ming with the same expectation.

Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes and expressed his previous confusion.

"Why is that person me? I remember never seeing you. Where did you see me?"

The boss of the Zhang family organization was about to speak, but he felt a sting in his throat. He narrowed his eyes and then vomited a mouthful of blood.

He wanted to speak, but found that his voice was hoarse and he couldn't speak at all.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, but there was nothing he could do. He could only make gestures with his hands to make the other party understand his current situation.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but be a little stunned.

He originally thought that the other party's condition was not that serious, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even speak now.

Sikong Wuyuan watched from the side and felt that the other party was a little pitiful.

He whispered to Jiang Ming on the side: "Your Highness the Savior, why don't we save this boss? I don't think he has any bad intentions."

Yuan Hehe shook his head strongly and said: "This shouldn't be saved. If we are soft-hearted, we will be the ones who suffer."

Sikong Wuyuan was silent.

Yuan Hehe was right. Now they still have to find a chance to see the other person's thoughts and determine whether the other person is really sick.

"Boss, how are you?"

The rest of the people became nervous and stepped forward to check on the leader of the Zhang family organization.