Chapter 166 Old Depp

Walking down the string ladder, there was a white man in his fifties, wearing a sun hat and jeans. Behind him followed five young men and women. With a smile on his face, he looked at Zhang Jun with a scrutinizing gaze.

Zhang Jun and the white old man looked at each other, and said calmly, "Which hand are you?"

That hand is naturally the hand of God. When the two met on the Shenshen platform, the other party was willing to offer 20 billion U.S. dollars to ask Zhang Jun to treat his illness.

"Are you that doctor?" the old white man asked.

Zhang Jun nodded: "You didn't come last time."

"I happened to have a fierce fight with a deadly enemy in the stock market, so I missed the opportunity to come to China, sorry. In order to express my apology, I came to Myanmar to meet you this time." The white old man bowed and bowed.

Lin Hui looked at the old white man curiously. He felt that the other party had an aura of sweeping thousands of troops and controlling the world. This kind of aura is so powerful that even the president of a country may not have it.

"It's okay, anytime is fine. My name is Zhang Jun, you can call me Xiao Zhang." Zhang Jun said lightly.

"Johnny Depp, you can call me Old Depp." Then he added, "Xiao Zhang, your English is not perfect."

Zhang Jun laughed: "Old Depp's Chinese is even worse."

The two looked at each other and smiled, holding each other's shoulders and walking forward. A Burmese general in the distance was shocked when he saw this scene, because he knew Johnny's background, and there were not many people in this world who could catch his eye.

The Burmese general greeted him quickly, and said to the old Depp flatteringly: "Dear Mr. Depp, is this your friend?"

Old Depp straightened his face and said: "This is Mr. Zhang Jun, my most important friend, General Kunsang, I hope you can treat this distinguished guest like me."

General Kunsang straightened his body and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Depp! From now on, Mr. Zhang will be our distinguished guest from Myanmar!"

Old Depp nodded with satisfaction, and said: "My friend came this time to participate in the Burmese fair. General Kunsang, you are the person in charge of this fair, please take care of me."

"Definitely." Kunsang said hastily, "I promise there will be no problems!"

As he spoke, he called two military vehicles and pulled Zhang Jun and others to the best hotel nearby. This time of year is the day when the market starts, and the nearby hotels are often booked out months in advance, and people without connections can't find a place to stay.

But with General Kunsang's greeting, Zhang Jun and old Depp directly stayed in the best room in the best hotel.

This is a four-star hotel, and the price is outrageously expensive. A night in a suite costs tens of thousands of euros. Of course, the old Depp would not care about the price.

After talking to Lin Hui, Zhang Jun entered the old Depp's room.

When Old Depp saw Zhang Jun coming in, his expression was a bit nervous. He asked, "Xiao Zhang, can you see if my illness can be cured? I have seen the best doctors in Europe and America, but they can't help me. I hope you don't let me disappointment."

Zhang Jun approached and said gently: "Old Depp, don't be nervous, let me check it for you." As he said, he stared at the other party.

The Buddha's eyes see through everything, and under the perspective, there are three phantom lives together in the old Depu's body. In a layman's terms, these three phantoms are the three souls of old Depp.

Of course, Zhang Jun himself doesn't know whether there is a soul in the world, he just can see some things.

Of the three phantoms, one is white, one is black, and the other is gray. After watching for a while, he judged that the gray man was the Hand of God, the white man should be the policeman Depp, and the black man was the murderer Depp. The three phantoms represent the triple personality.

After Zhang Jun looked at it, he said, "Old Depp, you have three personalities. They are independent of each other and will not affect each other. And at present, it seems that the murderer has gradually replaced the position of the hand of God."

The old Depp looked terrified, and said, "Can you see that? Yes, just the day before yesterday, I killed my dearest Peter."

Zhang Jun was taken aback: "Who is he to you?"

"He is my son, a German Shepherd." Old Depp was very sad.

Zhang Jun sighed, he thought it was a human being, and said, "Don't be sad, I will cure your illness and let you return to a normal life."

The old Depp asked with a serious face: "Zhang, how do you want to treat me? I heard that your acupuncture in China is very powerful. Do you want to treat me like this?"

Zhang Jun waved his hand: "It's not acupuncture, it's another method." After finishing speaking, his expression became serious, "Old Depp, you are a patient now, and I am a doctor. So from now on, you must completely obey my orders, even if I made you take off your pants to reveal your black ass."

The old Depp was amused, and his nervousness eased a little, he said: "Zhang, shut up your wicked mouth, I'll just listen to you."

Zhang Jun said with a smile: "Next, close your eyes, don't resist, let alone talk, as if you are about to fall asleep."

He said that in his mouth, but in fact he didn't make sense in his heart. He has never treated patients with schizophrenia, and he doesn't know how to treat them. Now he can only do it slowly.

Old Depp closed his eyes obediently, very quiet.

Under the perspective, Zhang Jun saw that the black phantom in Old Depp's body gradually became brighter, and it gradually showed signs of trying to squeeze out the gray phantom and the white phantom.

Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows, his left eye fixed on the black phantom. In an instant, the sound of chanting sutras filled the void, as if it came from the universe, and all descended on the black phantom.

The black phantom immediately became agitated, and the expression on Old Depp's face was very painful.

Zhang Jun was taken aback, quickly pressed his palm on his forehead, and shouted: "Go!"

A ray of golden light pierced into the center of Old Depu's eyebrows, and that ray of golden light turned into a golden pestle, with an overwhelming momentum, hitting the black phantom hard. Zhang Jun seemed to hear a scream in his ears, and the black phantom turned into black lines and dissipated.

Old Depp looked peaceful and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Zhang Jun turned to stare at the white phantom again, but unexpectedly, the phantom dissipated by itself. He froze for a moment, and then understood.

"Yes! Two derived personalities, one is a wicked person, the other is a good person, one represents evil, and the other represents justice. Now that evil has disappeared, justice has no need to survive."

Having figured this out, he smiled slightly and said to Old Depp: "Old Depp, you can open your eyes now and tell me how you feel."

Old Depp opened his eyes, and there was nothing in his eyes. He sighed and said, "Zhang, I feel like I slept for a long, long time. It should have been a hundred years. Zhang, your treatment is over. ?"