Everyone was watching him. At this moment, Moi was like a betrayal dog. Beidu University, which once gave him great glory, will now become a tomb to bury him!

"sorry"

Finally, after a moment of silence, he said this.

Unable to suppress the fear in his heart, Moi took out a pistol from his arms, pulled the trigger to his temple!

The gunshots, and the straight body fell to the ground!

There was still no voice in the audience, and even Fan Wencheng couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment.

When he was a student, Moy was the principal of the school.

At that time, his ideal was to become a person like Moi. However, now this former principal ended up like this.

After continuing to remain silent for a moment, Fan Wencheng stood up.

Facing everyone, especially most of them are teachers and students of Beidu University, he was a little excited.

I originally wanted to say something, but in the end I turned into a helpless sigh.

He waved his hand to the security guard on the other side, and a group of people rushed over to start dealing with the bodies.

It took only about ten minutes before and after, all the things on site that belonged to foreign exchange groups had been cleaned up.

The audience's voices gradually became noisy. This literary fight left a deep impression on everyone. Looking back now, it actually seemed like a dream!

Especially Su Qiubai, a special team, which had never seen anyone before, was directly judged by the scorer to crush the foreign delegation and win, and even Moi was forced to commit suicide on the spot!

Who are these people? What kind of person is Su Qiubai?

Countless questions appeared in everyone's minds, and all their eyes were focused on Su Qiubai.

What exactly does this guy do? Where did he find such a bunch of weird uncles?

However, the old driver had no intention of staying for too long and quickly organized the uncles to get on the bus. Because Longlado reminded that the task was over, what he had to do was to send all the uncles back quickly!

Time is urgent, and most importantly, Lonlado has already told him about the rewards after completing the task!

Growth value! A lot of growth value!

You know, the old driver hasn’t had a growth value for a long time, and the growth value is a good thing that I don’t know how to lose!

Wuling Red Light Convoy left the playground under the attention of everyone. Although many media wanted to go over for an interview, they were stopped by the security guard.

In addition, the scene where Su Qiubai kicked the black security guard away with one kick was still in everyone's mind, so no one dared to persevere anymore.

Although Fan Wencheng and others also wanted to get to know these uncles who didn’t know their origins, they saw the old driver’s hurrying look and they didn’t get to stop him anymore. Instead, they quickly began to deal with the rest of the matter after the end of the literary battle!

Let’s talk about the veteran driver’s side, this convoy was borrowed by him from a car dealer not far from the villa. After taking the uncles back to the villa, he told the end of the mission.

Originally, Su Qiubai thought they would all feel silent, after all, he could see that everyone was getting along well during this period.

The result was unexpected, and the uncles were quite free and easy!

He is worthy of being a literati in history. He has a very clear understanding of separation and death. In this villa, everyone writes quickly, under the witness of Su Qiubai. Almost dozens of wonderful poems and essays appeared here!

The veteran driver took a photo with everyone, and the photos were naturally the same as before, one for each person!

This made the uncles very happy, and this group photo of everyone was naturally treasured.

Although it only takes a few days to come to this era. However, it is always an unforgettable memory. When it comes to separation, there are naturally some different feelings.

Afterwards, just like when everyone came, Su Qiubai drove a Hummer and sent everyone away one by one.

In the end, Cao Xueqin was the only one left!

Seeing him continue to cough and pack up the manuscripts, the old driver felt uncomfortable standing next to him.

Suddenly, an idea appeared in his mind.

Although everything about the task is in a copy space, he still wants to do something.

"I'll check your body for you!"

Taking a step forward, Su Qiubai had no intention of discussing it, so he directly started to help Cao Xueqin take his pulse.

He didn't expect Su Qiubai to do this, but after looking at him, Cao Xueqin didn't say anything more, just let Su Qiubai check it out.

After a while, the old driver took out the silver needle.

"The situation is not very good, but I can cure you!"

Looking at Cao Xueqin, Su Qiubai's voice was not loud, but he was determined.

This kind of resoluteness is not because of anything else, but because he possesses Hua Tuo's medical skills. It is no exaggeration to treat people to death and to cure white bones!

It seemed that she didn't expect Su Qiubai to say this. Cao Xueqin was obviously a little surprised, and doubt flashed in her eyes, but the old driver had already started to apply needles!

The old driver after taking out the silver needle seemed to have changed into another person!

His speed was very fast, and those needles seemed to be jumping constantly, and Cao Xueqin's eyes gradually became more shocked!

After staying with Su Qiubai for several days, he still didn't know that this guy actually had such skills!

Especially the kind in my body, the tuberculosis that seems to have accumulated for a long time is dissipating!

Finally, after spitting a sip of blood, Cao Xueqin's face, which was originally slightly pale, turned bloody!

Su Qiubai breathed a sigh of relief. No wonder Cao Xueqin passed away before she could finish writing "Dream of Red Mansions". If the root cause of the disease in his body continued to develop, it would probably not be long.

Cao Xueqin here was a bit unexpectedly happy!

Then, those calm eyes smelled more grateful!

Then, Cao Xueqin suddenly gave a gift to Su Qiubai!

The old driver here didn't expect that, and was stunned and quickly wanted to help him up, but Cao Xueqin insisted.

"I hope sir can save my child's life!"

Hearing this, Su Qiubai suddenly realized, and then began to recall the matter about Cao Xueqin's son in his mind, and suddenly realized it!

According to the records in the book, Cao Xueqin, who was forty-eight years old, felt very sad after his youngest son died. He then stayed in bed and died.

Now when I hear this, it's true!

"Take me to see what he is doing first!"

Without much hesitation, Su Qiubai looked at Cao Xueqin and said.

His current idea is very simple, he just wants to help this famous literati in Chinese history, at least he can keep the entire book of "Dream of Red Mansions"!

Immediately, the two people drove the car through the shuttle passage and arrived directly at the Ming Dynasty.

After seeing Cao Xueqin's son, the situation was indeed quite serious, but that was for this era.

There was no big problem for Su Qiubai, so just as Cao Xueqin's ecstatic expression, his youngest son was much better.

Seeing that Old Cao, who was nearly fifty years old, was very happy, Su Qiubai felt very uncomfortable, especially when he looked at the appearance of the house next to him, he felt even more sad.

It was at this moment that someone suddenly broke in the yard outside.

"If someone surnamed Cao doesn't pay back the money, I'll break your leg today!"

Hearing this voice, Su Qiubai was stunned for a moment. Cao Xueqin's face also changed.

He hurriedly walked out of the house. His child was sick and he really didn't want to cause any more trouble.

The old driver also followed behind, but was stopped by the slaves from his hometown next to him.

"This gentleman, I dare not go out. It's a local businessman Zhang outside. You are our master's friend. Nothing can happen."

The slaves in my hometown seemed very nervous. It was Cao Xueqin who stopped Su Qiubai and said that Su Qiubai was a distinguished guest.

Su Qiubai smiled, but then walked out of the house.

When I saw the scene in front of me clearly, the old driver's face suddenly became gloomy!

In just one blink of an eye, Cao Xueqin was kicked to the ground by a group of thugs. There was a fat man in brocade clothes next to him, with a arrogant face full of fierceness.

"Call me. If you can't pay back the money today, beat him to death! I want to see if anyone in this imperial city can save you!"

Seeing that the thugs were still punching and kicking, the Zhang Fushang had a little more majestic look and he also snorted.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt an evil wind swelling in his head. When he turned around, he saw a pair of fingers poking on his eyes.

A sharp pain came, and at the same time he heard a slow word.

"I also want to see who can save you in this imperial city today!"
Chapter completed!