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Chapter 836 Wang Zhens Curse

The secret clinic No. 13 that was rumored on the Internet was said to have been closed after it was exposed that year, but in fact this Internet addiction treatment center was not closed because of this.

His Holiness is looking for Toya Sennin to complain, but in fact he also knows that the sudden violence on the Internet is simply a dumb thing for him. Today’s Internet users are too easy to be led by a little public opinion, and everyone on the Internet resents the Internet training center.

It is quite big. There have been many anonymous or even publicly exposed persons who have published long articles detailing their experiences of entering an online rehabilitation center.

Parents who send their children to school all have the same characteristics, such as a relatively low level of education, overindulgence of their children, a strong desire to control their children, and the belief that as long as their children can change,

Even if you use a little violence, it won't hurt...

After the incident was exposed, Clinic No. 13 was shut down a few years ago due to public complaints, but in fact this mysterious clinic has been operating secretly...





There are some cracks on the gray-white wallpaper. In the dim office, a middle-aged man wearing an eyepatch is sitting in his seat. The man's hair is slightly sparse and he looks greasy. His head is a little swollen.

There are dents and scratches on his face, but these wounds have been there for a long time.

This is an office and a treatment room.

The layout inside is very simple. In addition to a desk, there is also a rectangular table. The table is made of black iron and covered with a thin layer of plastic film. The workmanship looks very exquisite, and on the side of the table

There are several shackles installed on the edge to restrict movement.

Not long after the man waited at the desk, a young man slowly walked in. The young man was wearing a special Taoist robe with an exotic style. There were hundreds of folds on the clothes, layered like Michelin tires.

It was wrapped around the body, and on the top of the young man's head, two tentacle-like things could be clearly seen sticking out.

"Welcome, Mr. Long Ming, you are here..." Seeing the young man approaching, the middle-aged man stood up quickly.

"The location Dr. Yang chose is very secret, but it's easy to find for my master." Long Ming raised his eyebrows, and then asked: "How about it, are you willing to accept the conditions proposed by my master?"

"I have admired the name of Venerable White for a long time. Every condition proposed by Venerable White hurts my heart, so I really have no reason to refuse."

There was a sly smile on the man's face: "It's just that my injury has been identified a long time ago and cannot be cured... Even if I have plastic surgery, I will slowly return to my current appearance in the end. This is innate

Venerable White actually has a way to treat sexual trauma, which honestly makes me very surprised."

"You don't have to worry about my master's strength."

Long Ming said: "But I have some doubts about Dr. Yang's injury. Do you think it is innate?"

"good."

Yang Huai nodded: "Forty-two generations of our ancestors have been running this business. But when it was passed down to the thirty-sixth generation, my eighteenth generation Taizu was seriously injured. His

His face was scratched to pieces, a lot of his hair was pulled out, and even one of his eyeballs was knocked out... It is said that someone even kicked his head off at that time."

Long Ming: "..."

Yang Huai: "But the blame lies here. After my thirty-sixth generation Taizu Yang Yong was beaten into that look, when the thirty-seventh generation Taizu Yang Xin was born, his face was actually the same as that of the thirty-sixth generation Taizu."

They are exactly the same from generation to generation... From now on, this congenital disfigurement is like a curse, which has been passed down to my forty-second generation, and it has not been completely cured to this day."

"Then I kicked the head of the thirty-sixth generation ancestor of your Yang family...oh no, the man with the human head. Does Dr. Yang still have an impression?" Long Ming frowned, he felt that this matter was a bit strange.

If it was just a simple beating, it shouldn't have such an impact on the next generation...

It was obvious that in the process of being beaten, he was cursed at the same time.

But how many people in this world can do such a powerful curse?

"I have limited information about my ancestors, because a few years ago my online training center was repeatedly smashed, and some bastards set a fire in my office when they left. Those information

Almost all of them were burned down." Yang Huai sighed: "But when my ancestors were running the online training center, at their peak, they were the ones who controlled the wind and rain... There were many sect leaders who even relied on us for correction.

We not only treat the inappropriate behavior of some sect disciples, but also treat any problems in their bodies through us."

Long Ming nodded and looked at an unattractive-looking treatment device next to him: "Is this the machine you are using?"

"Mr. Long Ming should have experienced it in the large treatment room, right?" Yang Huaijie smiled.

"Yes." Long Ming nodded: "I tried the maximum power before, but the effect on me was not obvious."

"Mr. Long Ming is of a high level, so naturally he won't feel anything."

Yang Huai smiled, waved his hand and said, "But that's just the primary treatment device. The ultimate treatment device is the one in my office, which is the one Mr. Long Ming saw."

Long Ming: "Oh?"

"This therapeutic device has treated the highest cultivator in the realm of divine transformation. That cultivator was so electrified under my therapeutic device that he wanted to die."

At this point, Yang Huai's expression suddenly became serious: "Art is electrocution."

Long Ming asked curiously: "Then why was he sent here?"

"People are sent to me for a variety of reasons. Some are in early love, some are addicted to mahjong or games, and some even come to me for electroshock treatment for impotence because their married life is not harmonious."

Yang Huai chuckled, with a rather wretched expression on his face: "The Transformation God who was sent to me was actually a deputy sect leader of the sect, but unfortunately, the deputy sect had a bad relationship with the main sect.

People have always held different opinions on the overall trend of the sect. However, this deputy sect is extremely cautious in doing things and has never let the orthodox get caught. But how can you not get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river?"

Long Ming: "So, what's the reason why he was sent here?"

Yang Huai: "Last Mid-Autumn Festival, the sect had to send mooncakes to all its partners, and the ordering of mooncakes was the responsibility of this deputy sect. And this deputy sect actually ordered several large carts of five-nut mooncakes."

Long Ming: "Wu Ren Mooncake...what's wrong?"

Yang Huai: "Don't Mr. Long Ming think that five-nut filling is disgusting? For example, I like seaweed filling!"

Long Ming: "..."

Yang Huai: "It's a pity that the deputy sect master hasn't figured it out yet. When he wakes up, he is already on my treatment table. I also have a video here. Mr. Long Ming, do you want to see it?"


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