St. Paul's Cathedral. The loud bells echo.

Perhaps because of the bell, Jing Beier, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes. The white roof caught her eyes.

Gradually, her dissipated eyes regained their spirits and revealed a weak light. The first thought in her heart was that I am still living in this world.

"You're awake."

Jing Beier turned her head with difficulty following the sound and looked at the nun in white sitting next to her: "Well. Thank you for saving me."

"Nothing. God asked me to save you." The nun in white stood up and drew a cross on his chest.

Jing Beier forced a smile: "Thank you God."

"No. God belongs to everyone... As long as you believe in Him, He will let the holy light cover you." The nun in white said piously.

Jing Beier was unable to discuss with her about the Holy Light of God. She could only nod and change the topic: "What time is it now."

"You were in a coma for ten hours at eight o'clock."

Jing Beier wanted to sit up, but the pain of her left arm torn, which made her unable to use any strength in her body.

"Don't get up. What do you want to do?" the nun in white hurriedly stopped Jing Beier and asked.

Jing Beier's pale face was covered with sweat. She shook her head: "I want to leave here. Otherwise, it will cause you. Cough. 1. Once those people know that I am here, even God will not protect you anymore..."

Jing Beier coughed and finished speaking intermittently, her face turned pale. She understood that she had lost too much blood last night. In addition, she had been in the river for so long, which caused great damage to her body. In this case, going to a regular hospital is the best choice. But she dared not go.

"No. It's okay. They won't find this place. Miss. I've been treated with your wounds and the bullets have been taken out. My parents are both from China. They are doctors. I have studied medicine before. Your injuries are fine. At most a week and as little as five days, you can move."

Jing Beier really wanted to laugh. Is it really God who is protecting himself? Just meet a Chinese nun by chance. He is actually a medical student. It seems that he shouldn't die in a foreign land.

"Thank you. Can you tell me your name?" Jing Beier asked weakly.

"My name is Deng Xi. What's your name?" The nun in white poured a glass of warm water and gently helped Jing Beier up.

Jing Beier took a sip of water and took a breath: "My name is Jing Beier. I am from Jiuquan City, China."

"Ah, Jiuquan. Isn't that close to Yin?" Deng Xi exclaimed.

Jing Beier nodded in confusion: "Well. It's very close. You know Yindu."

"Yeah. My parents are from Yindu. But now they are all British." Deng Xi said, and a yearning look appeared on her face: "I really want to go to Yindu. But my parents never allow me to go."

The sky was too dark last night and the light was not good. Jing Beier didn't observe Deng Xi carefully. Now that it's so close, she naturally couldn't help but look at it. I have to say that she is very beautiful. She is about 20 years old. Her skin is white and smooth. Her big eyes are full of spiritual surnames and devotion. It can be seen that she is a devout believer. God is her heaven.

"Dengxi. It's okay. If you want to go, when I leave the UK, I can take you to Yindu for fun." Jing Beier said with a smile.

Deng Xi's face flashed with emotion, but she shook her head: "My parents would not agree."

"I'm a little curious. Why did you come here to be a nun." Jing Beier was curious last night. How could a Chinese girl become a nun in London? Besides, she has parents. Is it her parents' order?

"God saved my life." Deng Xi said respectfully.

Jing Beier was influenced by Xiao Feng since she was a child. She was an atheist and would not believe in God and God. Like Xiao Feng, she only believed in herself and did not believe in those illusory gods and ghosts.

"Dengxi. Can you do me a favor?" Jing Beier thought of something and said to Dengxi.

Deng Xi nodded: "Well. Tell me."

"I was chased last night and I didn't bring anything. Can you help me get the things back? By the way, I'll buy me a cell phone. I have money in my bag."

Deng Xi did not hesitate much and agreed. Jing Beier reported an address. He told her to be careful and asked her to go.

Deng Xi left. Jing Beier was the only one left in the room. She stared at the white roof and kept planning her next action. Deng Xi said that she could move at most one week. Just be careful not to rupture the wound. You can take another action. This time, no matter what, you must get the detoxification serum that Brother Feng needs.

After a long time, Jing Beier turned her head and looked at the clock on the wall. She murmured to herself: "It should be around 3 pm in China now. I don't know what he is doing."

There was a noisy sound from the 18th floor of the New Century Hotel. The tycoons and rich people were chatting and laughing. Xiao Feng and others sat around the table and were chatting casually.

"Guo Jia...you eat slowly. No one snatches you." Xiao Feng put down his goblet and frowned and said, "I frowned and looked at Guo Jia opposite him.

Guo Jia stuffed a mouthful of food, holding a bowl of bird's nest soup in his hand, and said vaguely: "I didn't eat in the morning. I was hungry for so long at noon. I really couldn't stand it."

Xiao Feng rolled his eyes and stopped caring about Guo Jia. He let him do it. He picked up the red wine and poured it onto Liu Liang and himself. He raised it: "Liu Liang. I have agreed with Murong Xue. She will shoot a promotional video for the Zijing Academy. Oh. By the way, she donated 50 million in her personal name and devoted herself to the operation of the school. Wait until I call Ou Xinxuan again and let this kid perform too."

"Haha. Nowadays, singers are very profitable. I can't afford 50 million. Please update this as soon as possible. I donate 5 million and do something for the children." Liu Liang said with a red wine glass.

Xiao Feng waved his hand: "You have made great contributions. Liu Liang. I want you, Murong Xue and Ou Xinxuan to be the image ambassador of the school education fund. What do you think?"

"I'll forget it. I can't be considered an idol." Liu Liang smiled and shook her head.

"Come on. Your influence in Jiuquan is definitely not inferior to any star. Just decide. You three will be the image ambassadors and the honorary principals by the way." Xiao Feng slapped the table. Even if he decided to come down.

Liu Liang nodded no longer and nodded: "Well. OK. I still say the same thing. As long as it can be helpful to the children, I can do anything. Xiao Feng. Now the Zijing Academy has taken photos. When will the enrollment start?"

"Don't worry about this. I'll wait until you have prepared a list. Then you will promote it. Are you afraid that no one will come? I'm not afraid that no one will come. I'm afraid that there will be too many people coming. The school cannot accommodate them. Liu Liang must implement the students' family situation and not let people get in." Xiao Feng specifically instructed.

"I understand." Liu Liang nodded with a smile, and bursts of heart surging.

‘Meng Po. Give me a bowl of soup. Let me forget the love sorrow in this life…’. Xiao Feng took out his cell phone and looked at the flickering name on the screen. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked up and glanced at the audience. Sure enough, Xia Yu didn’t know where he ran.

Liu Liang noticed Xiao Feng's smile. Seeing that he didn't answer the phone, he asked strangely: "Who's it?"

"Hehe. Xia Changchun's." Xiao Feng said, stood up and walked to a quiet corner. He pressed the answer button: "Hey. Mayor Xia. Hello."

Liu Liang sat in the seat and was stunned. Xia Changchun and Mayor of Jiuquan City. However, it seemed nothing strange to know the big guys Xiao Feng knew.

"Xiao Xiao. Hehe. What are you doing now?" Xia Changchun's hearty laughter came over.

Xiao Feng opened the window, supported his arm on the windowsill, and stretched his head outside: "Mayor Xia, you know what I'm doing, why ask more questions?"

"..." Xia Changchun fell into a brief silence. Then he smiled and said, "Xiao Xiao. Since you are so straightforward, I will go straight to the point."

"Well. Just tell me if you have something to do."

"Actually, you probably guessed it. I called you for Pier 7."

"No negotiation." Xiao Feng held his cell phone in one hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He sprayed a cigarette ring.

"What's up to you?" Xiao Feng's words made Xia Changchun stunned.

"Pier No. 7. Let me sell it to the Xia family. There is no need to discuss it. Mayor Xia. You are Lin Lin's godfather. I also treat you as an elder. I hope you don't say anything that makes me embarrassed." Xiao Feng said with a smile, but his voice was very cold.

Xia Changchun was silent again. After about a minute, he forced a smile: "Actually, I'm in a difficult position."

"Um."

"Xiao Xiao bought a Pier No. 7 for 20 billion yuan. Is it OK?"

Xiao Feng laughed. In just one hour, Pier 7 appreciated by 6.5 billion. It was so profitable. Shenma white fans smuggled and monopolized. It was all weak.

"20 billion. Haha. Don't sell it." Xiao Feng said without hesitation.

"Xiao Xiao. 20 billion is already the highest price that the Xia family can offer. Don't anger the Xia family."

Xiao Feng bounced the ashes and asked lightly: "Mayor Xia, are you threatening me?"

"No. You just said that you treat me as an elder. This is just an elder's advice. I don't want to see you collapse with the Xia family. Xiao Feng. You can't understand the strength of the Xia family. Being an enemy of this giant is not a wise choice. Xiao Xiao. You are a smart person. Especially with Lin Lin. So I can't watch you go to destruction." Xia Changchun said earnestly.

"Although I haven't found out about your background, even if you have a big background, you're just a person. The Xia family is a four major family in the six eastern provinces. All kinds of resources and connections are incomparable to you. You have to figure it out. Don't fight against the entire Xia family with your own strength."

Xiao Feng threw away the cigarette and rubbed his temples. It was a headache. Although he didn't want to admit it, Xia Changchun was telling the truth. The Xia family was definitely not something he could shake now.

However, if he wanted to spit out Pier 7 that had eaten in his mouth so easily, how could that be possible? What's more, he had already made up his mind to hit the Xia family's robbery this time.
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