Qin Bosong called around, but no one was willing to help. He blew his beard and stared in anger.
"These guys, when I treated them in the past, they were all so grateful that they wished they could repay me with their lives. Now, when the old man asks them for something, he just refuses and refuses, and each one says he can't leave. It's so abominable!"
He stuffed the phone into his pocket and asked Lin Yang: "Teacher... what should I do now?"
"Don't stay too far away from me, I will protect you." Lin Yang said calmly.
"But...teacher, there are tens of thousands of people here, you..." Qin Baisong felt that his breath was almost freezing.
Is it possible that Lin Yang still wants to deal with all these people?
Did he think he was the God of War?
"Vice President Long, teachers, please allow me to send some effort to Nan!" At this time, the genius doctor Cheng Changsheng stepped forward.
He clasped his hands behind his back and said with a proud look: "This is just the right time for the ignorant Dr. Lin to see our Cheng family's thirteen fatal injections!"
Cheng Changsheng's words won the praise of many southern backbones.
"Cheng Changsheng, you are a good seedling, I will cultivate you well." Long Shou also nodded.
Hearing this, Cheng Changsheng was overjoyed and bowed quickly: "Don't worry, Vice President Long, Chang Sheng will always stand by the Southern faction."
"Very good!" Longshou said with a smile.
Seeing this scene, other genius doctors and candidates became anxious.
"Vice President Long, I, Wang Gang, am also willing to fight for the Southern Sect!"
"I, Feng Xiaohong, am also willing! I will do my best to maintain the reputation of the Southern School!"
"And me!"
"I do too!"
People rushed to express their opinions one after another.
This is a must-win situation!
This miracle doctor Lin is indeed abnormal.
But there are thousands of people here!
Even if he, Lin Yang, were the God of War, he wouldn't be able to deal with so many people, right?
If you don’t express your loyalty to gain favor at this time, then how long will it take?
The scene gradually became excited.
Everyone was ready to make a move, looking at Lin Yang with burning eyes.
They wanted to tear Lin Yang apart directly to show their loyalty to the Southern faction.
Long Shou looked at Lin Yang with a smile and said, "Miracle Doctor Lin, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you and I can't get along with each other!"
"No, we will fight!" Lin Yang said calmly.
"What? Are you going to beat everyone here down? Are you going to cripple everyone here?" Long Shou laughed out loud.
No one would believe this kind of thing.
But Lin Yang said softly: "Yes!"
These two simple words instantly silenced the venue, and then the entire venue erupted into roars of laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
"I'm laughing so hard. Does this kid think he is Bruce Lee?"
"I'm afraid Bruce Lee can't defeat so many people!"
The jeers continued, and some even laughed loudly, falling to the ground and rolling around until they could not get up.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and do it quickly!" Bi Xian was impatient. She wished Lin Yang would die soon.
People gradually calmed down.
Long Shou stared at Lin Yang quietly and spoke: "I'll ask you one last time, are you willing to surrender without mercy? Or should we use brute force? It's your choice! Remember, this is the final warning."
However, Lin Yang tilted his head slightly and said nothing with a smile.
The meaning is already obvious.
"Do it!"
Long Shou sat on the chair next to him, crossed his legs and said calmly.
These words were like the roar of a floodgate, completely releasing the surrounding flood waters.
Everyone rushed towards Lin Yang.
No matter male or female.
At this moment, they are no longer doctors, but a group of thugs, a group of desperadoes!
The scene was extremely heated.
"Is this the southern faction? Asking these members to die? It's really disappointing."
Lin Yang shook his head repeatedly, but he had no intention of holding back.
I saw him raising his hand, holding twelve silver needles between his fingers, three on his left shoulder, three on his right shoulder, and then on his left thigh and right thigh.
After the twelve roots are tied...
Crack, crackle.
Waves of bursting sounds between joints rang out from Lin Yang's body, which was particularly weird.
"teacher!"
Qin Baisong and Hong Jiale had never seen such a scene before, and they were so frightened that they shrank aside.
"Don't worry, I will destroy the entire Southern faction today!"
Lin Yang said lightly, then his pupils swelled, and he rushed out, rushing into the crowd like a bull.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...
Those who were hit by him were as if they were hit by a high-speed car. They all flew up, and the dense crowd in front of them was directly knocked out of a passage by him.
"ah?"
People were all confused.
But when Lin Yang stopped, countless people came over with fists and kicks from all directions, and some people rushed up to bite him.
But Lin Yang didn't panic at all, and even ignored the fists and kicks of these people, directly grabbed someone with one hand and threw them away like a ball.
"ah..."
The screams continued.
"You are just a group of Chinese medicine practitioners. You are not martial arts practitioners. There is no way you can subdue me, even if there are thousands of you!"
Lin Yang shouted, punching and kicking, knocking the people around him into unconsciousness, and even swept several people away with his arms.
Anyone who was hit by him either had broken bones or was unconscious, and almost all lost their ability to move.
But there are also many masters who have studied ancient Chinese medicine.
A "whoosh" sound was heard, followed by several silver needles flying towards Lin Yang like bullets, all aimed at Lin Yang's fatal point.
Lin Yang's eyes were stern and he quickly rotated his body.
When the silver needle pricked his body, it hit some bright points, and the fatal points were completely avoided.
"It's a small trick." Lin Yang shook his head.
"Then take a look at the thirteen fatal needles of my Cheng family!"
Cheng Changsheng in the crowd shouted, and then slapped Lin Yang with both palms, a lot of light flashing between his palms.
Those were clearly silver needles, and... they were silver needles that had been tempered with poison.
These two slaps are not very fast, but the arrangement of silver needles on the palms is clearly aimed at the acupuncture points on Lin Yang's body. Once hit, the effects and toxicity of all the silver needles will burst out instantly, and cannot be obtained in a short time.
Heal the person and he will die immediately!
Must hide!
But...Cheng Changsheng was already prepared!
I saw several burly men rushing out of the crowd.
One of them hugged Lin Yang's waist, one hugged his left arm, and another had his right arm, right leg, left leg...
These are professional bodyguards who also know martial arts.
They are definitely not from the southern sect! They are people from the Cheng family!
It turns out that a master from the Cheng family just snuck in!
Chi!
Cheng Changsheng slapped Lin Yang's chest hard with both palms.
When his slap was removed, Lin Yang's chest was filled with ten emerald-green silver needles. The toxin spread rapidly, and his face became infinitely pale...
