The car drove very fast and arrived at the Brahma Palace in less than half an hour.

Anne and the others led Jia Daqiang up to the eighth floor and opened a reception room in Van Downs.

At a glance, Anne and others saw Vandance standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, stroking the sign of the cross, facing the setting sun.

They seemed to see the golden Buddha's light slowly rising from the west.

No, it is purer and more friendly than sunshine.

Anne and the rest of the Vatican doctors trembled, their eyes were pious and gentle, as if their souls had been cleansed.

The next second, Annie and the others fell to their knees on the ground with a plop.

Jia Daqiang was stunned for a moment, and then he also lay on the ground.

"Jia Daqiang, your medical license has been revoked, and you are still burdened with a case that could lead you to jail at any time."

Fandansi did not turn around, but just turned the cross, his voice was extremely calm:

"Bailing you out with 10 million yuan is the utmost kindness and justice."

"If you want to be my lackey, you must show your due value."

He was very direct: "Otherwise, go back to where you came from."

After repeated setbacks, Fandansi began to lose his patience.

"Prince, prince, I know a secret about Song Hongyan."

Jia Daqiang hurriedly spoke with a trembling voice:
Chapter completed!