Chapter 318 Sick Girlfriend

30 minutes later, on the top floor of Xianyu Qiong Building.

A comatose, muscular man was placed on a hospital bed. He was the Thunder Bear who was abandoned after the battle was defeated.

Next to it, a wheelchair made of thorns and vines slowly approached carrying a young man.

An Changlin spoke slowly and said, "Meng Xuemin, how is his injury?"

Meng Xuemin respectfully replied: "Fortunately, although there were a lot of facial fractures, my head was not injured, it was just a slight concussion. I hope I can rest for a while and recover slowly."

"That's okay. Prepare a few bottles of high-grade healing potions for him, brew them every day, and let him recover as quickly as possible."

"Okay, boss."

The situation of Thunder Bear was not as serious as An Changlin imagined.

Although he was directly attacked in the face and the attack was very powerful, Thunder Bear's physical fitness was also incredible and he withstood it.

An Changlin also sighed very much. He didn't expect that ordinary-level battles could be so exciting.

I never expected that such an amazing person could only be an ordinary person.

At this time, he suddenly asked again: "By the way, I asked you to check the situation of that young man, did you find out?"

Meng Xuemin responded quickly and said: "We have already had someone check him out. He no longer has a shelter and is living in a gathering place."

"Which region?"

"In the neighboring district, there is a slum area. They have built a small number of floors with a very small area. They only need a very low price. You can rent a house there."

"Oh? Is it a high-rise building that was recently built?"

An Changlin showed a look of understanding, and couldn't help but recall the situation in that slum area in his mind.

It was a 12-building apartment building organized in District 귷, outside the core commercial area and close to the outer border.

Each building has one floor, each floor can accommodate 20 households, and can accommodate a population of 1,440 households.

But along with it, the living area of ​​each household is very small, only about 15 square meters, and the internal living environment is also very poor.

The only advantage is that the price is very cheap and can be afforded by many ordinary survivors, so this place is also called a slum.

An Changlin asked doubtfully: "With that young man's strength, how can he live in a slum even if he is said to be rich and powerful?"

"That's it!" Meng Xuemin took out a copy of the "Fog Survival Manual", opened a few photos and said, "I found someone to follow him secretly. He often went out to a pharmacy in the 극귷 district to buy medicines to treat chronic diseases. "

"Buying drugs? For himself?"

Meng Xuemin shook his head: "It should be him, and he bought it for his girlfriend."

"???" An Changlin raised his eyebrows, thinking a little: "What are you talking about? How old is he, and why does he still have a girlfriend?"

Meng Xuemin scratched his head and persuaded: "Ahem, this should be the key point. The key point is that his girlfriend should have a chronic disease, and he should earn money to buy medicine to treat the disease."

Ancheng nodded and murmured to himself: "If that's the case, then it will be easier to handle."

Then he ordered: "Meng Xuemin, please accompany me to District 귷, and I will have a chat with that young man."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements here."

30 minutes later.

Meng Xuemin pushed his wheelchair and walked into the gate of District 귷.

At this time, people were already waiting. When they saw An Changlin arriving, they immediately went to greet him.

As Qi Yuan's younger brother and half of the manager of District 7, his status is naturally extraordinary, and most of the middle and high-level people know him.

If he suddenly comes to District 귷, the senior officials of District 귷 will naturally notice.

When An Changlin saw the visitor, he just exchanged a few words, waved his hand and said, "I'm just here to hang out, you guys don't care too much.

After sending the people away, An Changlin had a clear goal and headed directly towards the residential area.

With their identities, they had already investigated the young man's situation thoroughly. Including the room he lives in, daily life dynamics, etc.

So, it didn’t take long for 늀 to find the person...

In the slum area, at the door of Room 502 in Building 10, Meng Xuemin knocked on the door.

Immediately after 땤 came a vigilant "Who?!"

"In District 7, people from the Xianyu Qionglou underground gambling arena are here to give you the final payment."

The young man was extremely vigilant and asked curiously: "I've always been there, but why did it come to my door today? How do you know where I live?"

"We..." Meng Xuemin wanted to explain something, but An Changlin stopped him.

An Changlin's clear voice sounded, and he said quietly: "I am the boss of Xianyu Qionglou. I want to meet you and talk about some things. Do you know if I can give you a favor?"

The room was quiet for five seconds, and then the door opened with a click.

A man with a messy chicken coop on his head. A tall, thin young man with unusually sharp bones appeared in front of the two of them.

Although his eyes behind his messy hair looked unusually calm, his nervousness could be seen from the tense muscles all over his body.

"You came to me, what's the matter?"

An Changlin smiled, without any cover-up, and said directly: "I watched your game today and admire your ability very much! So I want to ask you if you are willing to work under me!"

"I surrender to you?" The young man was extremely sober and quickly understood the meaning of his words.

An Changlin didn't deny it either: "It's a lot worse, but we will provide a very generous reward."

Hearing the word "reward", the young man smiled bitterly and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Generous reward... How generous can it be? How much? Thousands?"

This is the first time that the young man has encountered such a situation.

He can win consecutive victories in the underground gambling arena, which naturally attracts the attention of many people. More than one force has approached him and wanted to recruit him.

However, most of those who approached him were small forces, and their own strength was relatively weak, so the price they offered would be high.

After all, the real big forces would also focus on an ordinary child.

After experiencing it several times, the young man was immune to this situation.

However, An Changlin's next sentence made him tremble all over: "The first reward is to help heal your girlfriend first, how about it?"

"What... what do you mean!"

For the first time, the young man's quiet voice trembled a little.

An Changlin sat in a wheelchair with a faint smile on his face. He met the young man's gaze without hesitation and said quietly: "That's what you understand."

The young man's expression was finally moved. After thinking for a few seconds, he smiled helplessly and said: "It seems that you have made sufficient preparations, but unfortunately, you don't understand her condition."

"Oh? Then can you tell me more specifically and tell us what we can do!"

The young man lowered his head again, thinking silently for a long time, and finally slowly uttered a few words: "Okay, come in and take a look."