The stone vein is located in the muscles and skin, and it is pressed and chopped quickly. It is called the stone vein, which is the lung vein.

The Tanshi Vein is one of the seven dead veins, which is one of the seven dead veins commonly known as Chinese medicine.

What is a dead pulse? It is a dead pulse.

Thinking about what Wang Kang said before, Zhang Kun's heart could hardly tremble.

Zhang Kun barely maintained his expression on his face without showing any expression. Even though he knew that Wang Kang's mother could not see it, Zhang Kun was still like this, because at this moment, Zhang Kun no longer knew what kind of appearance to face it.

Carefully supported the old man through the courtyard wall and into the house.

Wang Kang's house is also a red brick house, which looks a bit old. The kitchen on one side of the house is still piled up with ancient yellow mud bricks. The yellow mud bricks are rare even in rural areas.

The old man could no longer see it, but he seemed to be able to feel Zhang Kun's gaze, and he smiled and said softly: "The house is simple, and the little comrade laughed. I originally said that I asked Kang to change the house and build a new house, but that silly boy was afraid that the house would be pushed and I would have no place to live, so I would disagree."

Zhang Kun smiled, but didn't know how to answer.

After entering the house, and under the guidance of the old man, Zhang Kun carefully helped the old man to a bed in the side room. There was a mosquito net on the head of the bed, a thick quilt was covered on the bed, and a small square table beside the bed was placed with various medicine boxes.

Zhang Kun glanced at it, then carefully helped the old man to lie down on the bed, then pinched the quilt and gently covered the old man's body.

But as soon as the old man lay down, he was about to lift the quilt and get up again: "Oh, look at me, little comrade, wait, I'll pour you a cup of tea."

However, as soon as the old man moved, Zhang Kun quickly reached out to support the old man and lay down again: "Auntie, I..., I will do it myself."

Zhang Kun originally wanted to say no, but when he looked at the stubborn look on the old man's face, he quickly changed his mouth.

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, the old man seemed to hesitate for a moment, but in the end he followed Zhang Kun's hand and slowly lay down, with a smile on his face: "Okay, that little comrade will do it himself and have enough food and clothing."

"Yes!" Zhang Kun responded lightly, and then, under the guidance of the old man, found the kettle placed in the corner of the house.

The water was very hot, probably because it was boiled today. Zhang Kun poured himself a cup, then poured some for the old man, and carefully delivered it to the old man's bed.

There is a small rattan chair next to the bed, with a layer of "paste" faintly shimmering on it. It looks like it has been a while, and it should be Wang Kang.

Sitting on the rattan chair, Zhang Kun looked at the white porcelain cup in his hand, emitting a trace of heat, his eyes were slightly ecstatic, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from mid-air: "Little brother."

Hearing the sound, Zhang Kun seemed to be stunned and looked up.

Why didn't you go with me?

Zhang Kun's eyes seemed to have such a meaning.

Zhuo Qiang smiled bitterly: "What's the use of following me? I can't help you. Moreover, you have to call me."

Zhang Kun looked puzzled. Didn’t Wang Kang have already gone?

Zhuo Qiang shook his head helplessly: "Wang Kang is going, but it cannot guarantee that the task will be completed. We must make preparations, and someone must come to finish the matter afterwards. Call the Security Bureau, they know how to do it."

After listening to Zhuo Qiang's explanation, Zhang Kun thought about it and nodded, then put down the white porcelain cup and whispered to the old man on the bed: "Auntie, I'll go out and make a phone call."

After greeting the old man, Zhang Kun turned around and left the room and came outside the room.

Standing in the small yard, Zhang Kun pondered for a while, and finally decided to use his mobile phone to call this number.

After all, he had appeared in front of Wang Kang. If someone wanted to find him afterwards, it would almost take much time to use a public telephone or something, but it would be a superfluous way to use it.

After thinking it through, Zhang Kun dialed in according to the phone number given by Zhuo Qiang.

The phone rang a few times, and then it was connected. A soft female voice came from there: "Hello, this is Yanjing Meteorological Station."

"Password zq684213, help me pick up Director Tang Li." Zhang Kun said slowly as Zhuo Qiang's instructions.

There was a sound of keyboard typing over there, and then the soft female voice spoke again: "Okay, please wait."

A relayed voice came from the phone, and soon, the phone was connected again, and a calm male voice came from the phone, which made Zhang Kun slightly stunned.

"You are not Zhuo Qiang, who are you?"

As if he noticed the difference between Zhang Kun, Zhuo Qiang, who was next to him, thought for a while and then said, "This password is for me. Your voice is different from mine. The Security Bureau should have a sound line matching instrument."

Zhang Kun nodded silently, and then filtered the previous words to Wang Kang in his mind. After confirming that there was no big loophole, he repeated the phone call and said that he had just invited Wang Kang to take action and has now rushed to the firecracker factory.

The so-called Director Tang Li over there was silent for a few seconds after hearing Zhang Kun's words: "Has Zhuo Qiang died?"

"Yes!" Zhang Kun nodded silently.

"I understand, Mr. Zhang Kun, thank you for your help to the country. I will arrange this matter immediately. If possible, please keep the phone open these days, and maybe we will need your help in the future."

Zhang Kun nodded gently and hung up the phone.

Zhang Kun put away the phone, then looked up at Zhuo Qiang: "It should be fine if this happens. With Wang Kang and the Security Bureau taking action, the document will definitely be recovered."

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Zhuo Qiang was silent and shook his head: "I don't know either, but this is all we can do."

"Yes!" Zhang Kun nodded, and when he was about to turn around and enter the room, Zhang Kun was stunned and then suddenly looked up at Zhuo Qiang: "It's bad, Wang Kang has no weapons, he doesn't even have a gun."

Zhang Kun's sudden shock made Zhuo Qiang different for a while, but after listening to Zhang Kun's words, Zhuo Qiang smiled and nodded: "It's okay, it depends on your good skills. You probably have learned martial arts. I don't know if you have read martial arts novels."

"In martial arts novels, there is a kind of master who can take human life by flying flowers and picking leaves. And the same is true for people like Wang Kang and others. Even a rope, a stone, or an iron piece can become a deadly weapon. Don't worry, it's okay."

After listening to Zhuo Qiang's explanation, Zhang Kun thought about it and nodded. Zhang Kun might not be able to hurt people by picking leaves, but if there were stones, Zhang Kun could do it if he injured people ten meters away.

Special forces should have their own way, after all, compared to themselves, their expertise is to kill people.

Zhang Kun nodded, then stopped talking, turned around and entered the house, and returned to Wang Kang's mother's bed again.

The old man was lying on the bed, with his white eyes open, looking at the mosquito net above his head. He seemed to hear the footsteps of Zhang Kun coming in, so he turned his head and looked over. After Zhang Kun sat down on the rattan chair, the old man suddenly spoke.

"Little comrade, you said, Kang, when will you be able to come back?"

Zhang Kun was slightly stunned, silent for a moment, a chuckled appeared on his face, and then said softly: "Auntie, soon, it should be enough for a few hours to go back and forth."
Chapter completed!