Chapter 1181: Nanyang Mystery
"It's impossible, it's as serious as it is now!"
After hearing Zhang Xiaofan said so.
Zhou Zhonggang aside also nodded his head, said.
"Brother Zhang is absolutely right!"
"It's true that my father's bones were quite tough a few years ago."
"As a result, in recent years."
"I don't know what happened. Suddenly, my body is not as good as the day."
"At that time, went to the top three hospitals in Peiping for examination."
"My father's chief physician also said that his father was very healthy and had no hidden diseases at all."
"But unexpectedly, the illness came down."
"My father said that he was so sick."
Just after hearing that this week.
This is also deepening, Zhang Xiaofan's skepticism inside.
With this, Zhang Xiaofan's mind flashed.
He suddenly thought.
Before, when fire eyes were used.
The plate of crickets seen in Zhou Qiangdong's eyebrows, the dark air that lingers around the Yintang.
At that time, Zhang Xiaofan was rushing to treat Zhou Qiangdong to save people.
Therefore, at that time, he did not take this lingering black gas to his heart.
However, after listening to Zhou Zhonggang and Zhou Qiangdong's explanations.
Only then did Zhang Xiaofan realize that the black gas he had seen with the golden eyes of fire.
It's unusual in itself!
"Brother Zhang, is my father's condition otherwise hidden?"
Zhou Zhonggang was not stupid. After seeing Zhang Xiaofan heard what he said about his father's physical condition before.
I have been frowning deeply all the time, even if a fool can get out of it now, there must be something nasty!
"Well ... it's another story."
For the question with Zhou Zhonggang, Zhang Xiaofan also nodded arrogantly.
"Indeed, my father's illness is very strange."
"It seems that there is a way of Siamese, Nanyang mystery."
"Southern Ocean Mystery-!"
Zhang Xiaofan's words provoked thousands of waves, Zhou Qiangdong, and Zhou Zhonggang's father and son were shocked.
The father and son looked at each other.
Although, Zhou Qiangdong told Zhang Xiaofan that what he was doing was Nanyang Mystery.
But, to the strange strange gods with this force.
He Zhou Qiangdong always sniffed. If he were to be an ordinary person, he would talk about it in front of him.
Definitely will be refuted by his righteousness!
But the person who said this was Zhang Xiaofan, who had just saved his life.
So Zhou Qiangdong had to be patient, frown, and said:
"Isn't this Siamese Southern Ocean mysticism about planting a bug in the victim?"
"But there was no cup bug in the black blood that I spit out before."
"Zhang Shenyi, is there something wrong with you?"
Wen Yan said, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, said.
"This mystery of the South Ocean has changed a lot. It belongs to one of the classical mysteries!"
"Among them, falling head is the most partial technique."
"The survivors are mostly controlled by ghosts."
"Early there was the ancestor territory of the southeast, and there is also a partial species that is known as Maoshanshu in the southwest."
"The casters are killing people for their money, taking the hair and character of the survivors."
"Even if the ghost gives it to you, to your desire."
"Absolutely not, as simple as we see it on the surface."
"Not even more. There is only one way to get down."
"In addition to the cup bug, Miao Xinjiang's witchcraft."
"One more mystery ..."
