Chapter 51 The function of the pendant
Does it mean that you were born at the hour of Mao? What if you really mean that you were born at the hour of Mao? Can you inspire yourself?
The result is still nothing.
"Brother Cui Bin, your pendant is not a family heirloom, right?" Yue Zefei frowned and asked.
"I don't know, I'm not to hide it, Grandpa Yue, I'm just an orphan. This pendant has been on me since the day I became sensible." Cui Bin is a lie about orphan, but there is no adulteration in the following words.
So, this time, Yue Zefei did not see a lie look in Cui Bin's eyes, but saw the sad look flashing in Cui Bin's eyes.
This was not something Cui Bin pretended to, but whenever he thought of or talked about this, he felt a little sad.
I am still an orphan after all.
"So, you said you found this pendant on your body since the day you were sensible. That's been for at least ten years, right? It seems to be an old antique." Yue Zefei said as he wanted to touch it with his hands.
Seeing Yue Zefei showing such a move, Cui Bin immediately leaned back and said to Yue Zefei: "This thing cannot be touched."
Seeing Cui Bin showing a fearful look, Yue Zefei couldn't help laughing: "Brother Cui Bin, are you still afraid that I will ask for your pendant? Don't worry, my old man Yue's family has rare treasures, and you are not short of this heirloom of yourselves."
"No, I want to tell Grandpa Yue that there is something in it on it. If you don't pay attention, it may kill you." Cui Bin said very seriously.
When he was young, often in the middle of the night, Cui Bin would take out the pendant while he was lying on the bed and study it carefully. He found that there were ten very small things like steel needles on the pendant.
And if you look closely, you will find that the colors of these ten needles are different.
He also found that there was a small button-like thing at the bottom of the pendant. He was curious and pressed the mechanism hard, and then found that something shot out from a small hole in the center of the pendant.
A brilliant flashed in his little eyes. He still remembered that the tiny silver needle was completely pierced into the ceiling made of gold and steel.
Although it was in the dark at that time, he could see clearly the fire that flashed through the ceiling.
From that day on, he knew that the pendant he was wearing was a very lethal thing. As long as he quietly picked up the pendant and pointed it at the person he wanted to kill, and then pressed the button under the character Mao hard, the tiny steel needle would shoot out instantly.
The second time he used this pendant was when he was fourteen years old when he was on a mission. The situation was critical at the time. He thought of this thing at the critical moment of his life and used it once that time.
There was a third time, which was used on the day of the bodyguard's graduation ceremony. Five hundred bodyguards were engaged in an endless murderous competition in the tropical rainforest.
Cui Bin was targeted by several people inside. Although he was young at the time, his strength was amazing and none of them could kill him.
In a roundabout fight, Cui Bin killed three people, leaving the last one, but he was exhausted at the time and could not continue fighting. Several bodyguards who were a few years older than him died under his hands. This was not easy.
The remaining man succeeded in his conspiracy and finally planned to give Cui Bin a fatal blow.
But before the man rushed to Cui Bin, he fell down. Cui Bin touched the pendant button, and the steel needle shot directly into the man's forehead and died directly.
Cui Bin was very curious about the effect of this thin needle. At that time, he smashed the head of the bodyguard who was shot by him and wanted to find the thin needle, but no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find where the silver needle was, and it seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
There was no sign of being pierced on the back of the bodyguard's head. At that time, Cui Bin also came to the conclusion that once this steel needle was shot out, it would liquefy at an extremely fast speed and then evaporate completely.
Cui Bin also has another conclusion: there must be a very poisonous steel needle.
Otherwise, a person will not die immediately after being shot. Only the toxicity that is difficult for the world to deal with can kill one blow and kill one blow in seconds.
Several years have passed, and now there are seven such steel needles in the pendant. This thing is extremely precious. Cui Bin knows that it cannot be used randomly. It must be used at critical moments or when his life is at stake.
This kind of thing will be missing if it uses one piece and will not be automatically generated.
"Take my life? Brother Cui Bin, aren't you kidding? Isn't this just an ordinary pendant? It's just a bit old in terms of workmanship and age, and it's a little old. But it was not easy to make such a delicate pendant at that time." Yue Zefei was startled when he heard Cui Bin's words, and then couldn't help laughing. He obviously wouldn't believe Cui Bin's words.
"This pendant can really kill people. Grandpa Yue, I won't lie to you." Cui Bin said extremely seriously.
"Haha, okay... I understand." Seeing Cui Bin's serious look, Yue Zefei couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother Cui Bin, everything you have intrigued me, the old man!"
"Actually, Grandpa Yue, there are many things that interest me." Cui Bin smiled: "After all, everyone has their own secrets, and that ulterior motive for the face?"
"You are right... But now the silver needles on my head should be taken away?" Yue Zefei and Cui Bin were chatting, and five minutes had passed without realizing it. If he hadn't looked up at the wall clock on the wall casually, maybe he would have chatted with Cui Bin for a while.
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"I talked to Grandpa Yue, I didn't pay attention, I'm sorry." Cui Bin smiled after hearing Mr. Yue's words.
"It's okay to insert this needle for a long time?" Yue Zefei asked casually.
"It probably is no problem... After all, this is my second time applying acupuncture, I have no experience." Cui Bin said modestly.
"Oh, it's fine." Yue Zefei breathed a sigh of relief, then glared at him, and he asked in surprise: "You just said that you were applying the needle for the second time?"
"Well, right?" Cui Bin didn't think about it, and in two seconds he remembered the number of times he applied the needles before and after. He could pull both fingers over.
"Then... when was the first time you applied the needle?" Yue Zefei asked.
"Of course, I gave you an injection last time on the street." Cui Bin said for granted, as if this was a very simple question. Didn't you give an injection once last time? Is your old man Yue really Alzheimer's disease? When it happened not long ago, you forgot it?
Did the three needles I inserted for you last time have been in vain? Cui Bin thought very depressedly.
It’s not that Yue Zefei didn’t know that Cui Bin saved him last time, but he was shocked by Cui Bin’s words.
"Are you sure you have only used the silver needle twice in total?" Yue Zefei opened his mouth so wide that he couldn't stop.
"Yes, is there any problem?" Cui Bin asked in confusion.
"How much guarantee do you have for your skills?"
"I don't know, can I do it or not, have you experienced it yourself?" Cui Bin always felt that it was awkward to say this.
However, he also understood what Yue Zefei was thinking. He just didn't believe in his skills. After all, he told him that he had only applied needle twice.
And these two times were used on him, didn’t you just treat him as the first experimental guinea pig?
"This is also...I feel good..." Yue Zefei wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"It's right that I feel good." Cui Bin nodded with satisfaction, then put away the silver needle and said to Yue Zefei with a smile.
What are the three of them doing if they block their way?
Seeing the three of them with different expressions, they seemed to have something to say but didn't dare to say it, would they still take revenge on themselves?
"You guys let me go, I'm going home." Cui Bin said calmly. He didn't want to pay attention to these three people, let alone say a word of nonsense to them.
It’s okay to turn into Yue Zefei’s second son, Yue Jianming, but in Cui Bin’s opinion, Yue Jianming is still a good person.
But these three people obviously had some opinions about themselves, especially Yue Min who met at school. After the previous incident, their hatred for themselves must have deepened.
"Brother Cui Bin, are you planning to leave?" Yue Jianhua saw Cui Bin's calm face and didn't want to pay attention to them. His face was dull and he looked a little embarrassed.
"Yes, so please don't block my way." Cui Bin said. He turned around and looked elsewhere: "If you want to take revenge on me, I'm not afraid, I'll be with you at any time."
"No... our family is here to apologize to you!" Cui Bin said, undoubtedly slapped Yue Jianhua hard, and Zhong Yulin lowered his previously arrogant head. Yue Min pursed her lips and looked extremely pale.
"Oh? Apologize?" Cui Bin seemed a little surprised, and then his eyes fell on the faces of their family.
"Bad people also have sex?" Cui Bin asked, and he did see the look after profound reflection on the faces of the three of them.
"I'm sorry, brother Cui Bin, we didn't know the identity of Brother Cui Bin. I hope Brother Cui Bin can forgive us once." Yue Jianhua bowed deeply to Cui Bin.
After saying that, he hunched his body and stretched out his elbow to poke his wife and daughter.
Zhong Yulin felt her husband's actions, and she immediately understood her, and bowed to Cui Bin and said, "I'm sorry, brother Cui Bin, please forgive me. I'm definitely not afraid next time, no... I don't think there will be no next time."
Yue Min looked at his parents lowering his head to a nanny. He pursed his lips, looked at Cui Bin with complicated eyes, and then said, "I'm sorry, please forgive me."
The father uses the most words to apologize, the wife is second and the daughter is third.
Yue Min only used six concise words, but she made great decisions when she asked her to say these six words.
Chapter completed!