This is a villa built on the hillside. Ye Han is currently in a room on the second floor of the villa. The room is bright at the moment. After Ye Han takes off the mask covering his eyes, he quickly adapts to it.
After seeing Miss Thorn's light in the room, I finally saw clearly the faces of several people in the room.
Sitting on the sofa on the east side of the room was a lean man in his thirties with a shaved hair. The man was playing with a three-inch flying knife in his hand. He had a cold expression on his face and a pair of small, thin eyes.
Staring at Ye Han, the sharp light that shot out from his eyes opened and closed, giving people a strong and vicious feeling.
On both sides of the sofa stood a burly young man, wearing a black suit. They both had thick eyebrows and fierce eyes. They were all bloody, and they looked like ruthless men with bloody hands.
There are two other people standing behind him on both sides, each holding a pistol with a bright black light in their hands, the muzzle of the gun pointed directly at him...
Ye Han knew in his heart that all these people were ruthless. If he made any move, the two pistols behind him might open two bloody holes in his back and kill him.
"Everyone, since I'm here to treat your boss, you have to be polite to me, right? Is this how you treat guests?" Ye Han asked loudly while thinking about how to deal with it.
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"Doctor Ye, this villa is built in the middle of a mountain. There is no one around for miles. No matter how loud you scream, no one will hear you. Just worry about it!" The lean man looked directly at Ye Han.
, his voice was slow and cold, and he said: "This time we invited Dr. Ye to come here because of the intention of our master. The master was hit by someone's poisonous palm last night. He invited several doctors to come over, but nothing could be done. Only then did he think of it.
Doctor Ye, please..."
"Poison palm?" Ye Han was startled, and then said: "You want me to detoxify your boss? I'm sorry, there is nothing I can do!"
I thought to myself, I don’t know your boss, so it’s none of my business if he’s poisoned? Why should I work hard to detoxify him?
Damn it, if you treat me politely and pay a generous consultation fee, I might still agree to help, and threaten me with such a dirty trick, thinking that I have a good temper?
Tie me here, blindfold me, point a gun at my head... Damn, you have pissed me off! Don't give me a chance, or I will pick your nest!
"There is nothing you can do? Haha..." The lean man suddenly laughed and said slowly: "Not long ago, Wu Yingxiang, Boss Wu's father was poisoned and almost died. You saved him, right?"
Ye Han was startled, snorted, and said with a cold face: "You know what I'm asking about!"
The lean man said proudly: "Of course, on the ground in Wanzhong City, there is nothing that our flying knives... we can't find out! Doctor Ye, I think you should stop being modest!"
Ye Hanlian smiled and said: "I will save you if you ask me to? What if I say no?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the lean man's eyes suddenly turned cold. He raised his right hand slightly, and with a "swish" sound, the three-inch flying knife in his hand turned into a wisp of white light, flew past Ye Han's earlobe, and went deep behind Ye Han.
A few inches inside the solid cement walls.
The moment the flying knife passed by his ear, Ye Han felt the cold murderous aura coming from the knife, but his expression remained calm and he didn't even blink his eyelids.
Although the lean man's flying knife was fast enough, it unfortunately fell into Ye Han's eyes, but there was still a trace. As soon as he took action, Ye Han could see that the direction of the flying knife deviated from his body.
Knowing that the opponent's stab was just to scare him, he felt calm and did not show any panic at all.
Damn it, are you playing with throwing knives in front of me? This kind of thing can scare others, but for me it is just a small trick!
Ye Han sneered in his heart, and there was a trace of ridicule in the corner of his mouth.
But to be honest, the lean man's skills are definitely considered a unique skill for ordinary people. He can even kill people with flying knives.
The lean man seemed surprised by Ye Han's calmness. He said "Hey" and said coldly: "If you say 'no', then the next flying knife will not stab the wall, but your body."
Chest! Die or live, you choose! I think Doctor Ye is a smart man..."
There was a flash of white light, and a flying knife similar to the one before appeared again in the hand of the lean man. He played with the flying knife skillfully and looked at Ye Han with a somewhat contemptuous and mocking smile.
"Okay, I admit that I am a smart person, so... I promise you, I will detoxify your boss..." Ye Han's tone softened. He was not afraid of the flying knife in the lean man's hand, but he had to be careful.
Two pistols behind the back.
Under the close surveillance of the lean man and four young men in black suits, Ye Han was taken to a large bedroom in the villa.
On the big bed in the bedroom, there is a middle-aged man wearing a blue Tang suit lying on his back. The middle-aged man is between forty and fifty years old. He has tiger eyes and an eagle nose, fair skin, slightly chubby body, and a swollen face on his left cheek.
There was an inch-long scar. He had his eyes slightly closed, but when he heard the footsteps, his eyes suddenly closed, and two rays of light suddenly came out, staring at Ye who was being escorted into the house by the lean man and others.
Cold body.
On both sides of the bed, there was a young, good-looking woman, who seemed to be serving the man in Tang suit.
Ye Han glanced at the ten fingers of the man in Tang suit and found that he, like the lean man, had thick calluses on his fingers. He knew that this guy was not only a master of the family, he should also be used to playing flying.
He has a knife, and it is very possible that his knife-throwing skills are even better than that of the lean man.
The man in Tang suit made Ye Han feel like a sick lion. Although he was sick, he could still be violent and hurt people.
The man in Tang suit had a layer of black skin underneath and the corners of his mouth turned purple. In Ye Han's opinion, this was an obvious sign of poisoning, and it was a chronic toxin.
"Master, we have invited Doctor Ye here for you!" The lean man put away his original sharpness in front of the man in Tang suit and said respectfully.
The man in Tang suit nodded slightly, and with the support of the two women on the side of the bed, he leaned back on the pillow, half sat up, and said in a weak voice: "Who told you to treat Divine Doctor Ye like this? Untie Divine Doctor Ye quickly! What a nonsense! This is simply
It’s nonsense!”
He had an air of calmness and authority about him. Hearing the sternness in his tone, the lean man did not dare to breathe. He winked at the two people beside Ye Han, and the two people hurriedly stepped forward to help Ye Hansong.
Tied.
But at the same time, more and more guns were pointed at Ye Han. Apparently they all thought Ye Han was a dangerous person.
The man in Tang suit smiled at Ye Han, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Ye, many of my subordinates have been offended. I'm really sorry. I'll apologize to you on their behalf!"
Ye Han moved his muscles and bones, and when he saw the hypocritical corners of his mouth, he really wanted to rush over and slap him a few times. He snorted dissatisfied, looked at the man in Tang suit, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"
"In Zhou Shutong, friends in the martial arts community gave me the title of 'Supernatural Power' as a compliment. I wonder if Doctor Ye has heard of it?" The man in Tang suit said, with a touch of pride on his face, obviously he was very proud of his "Supernatural Power".
Very satisfied with the nickname.
‘Zhongshentong’? Zhou Shutong? Damn it, why aren’t you called Zhou Botong?
Ye Han found it funny and thought that this guy was so shameless that he actually used the nickname of a character from a certain martial arts novel. He didn't know if there were East Evil and West Evil in other parts of China besides his "supernatural power".
The existence of the "four masters": Po, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar.
"I'm sorry, I'm not a gangster. I've never heard of your name." Ye Han said in a lukewarm tone, and everyone could hear the sarcasm in his tone.
Zhou Shutong, a man in Tang suit, was not angry. He just smiled and said, "That's because Doctor Ye is ignorant. In the underground world of China, there are five major forces, including Dongxie, Xidu, Nandi, Beibei, and Zhongshentong.
And I, Zhou Shutong, am the ‘supernatural power’.”
I x, are there really any Eastern Evils, Western Poisons, Southern Emperors, and Northern Beggars? These guys from the underworld are really fucking funny!
The guy in front of me who is known as the "supernatural power" seems to have been poisoned for a while. If he doesn't get treatment, the poison will invade his internal organs. Then it will be difficult to save him. When the time comes, his legs will be kicked to death. What the hell are you still doing?
Magical powers' shit!
Ye Han saw that Zhou Shutong was deeply poisoned, and he was sure that the other party wanted something from him and would not harm him easily, so he secretly relaxed, walked to the sofa aside and sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and slowly
After taking a few sips, he asked calmly: "Oh, the supernatural power... this nickname is quite impressive! But this boss Zhou, how did you get poisoned?"
The lean man and others saw that Ye Han was so arrogant and had no consciousness of being a "prisoner" at all. They couldn't help but get angry. They were about to step forward to give him some advice, but were stopped by Zhou Shutong's wink.
A cold light flashed across Zhou Shutong's eyes, and then he smiled "haha" and said: "Doctor Ye, to be honest, I had a fight with an enemy yesterday. Although I severely injured the opponent, I was also hit in the chest with a palm by the opponent.
Poisoned..."
Ye Han frowned and said, "There is poison in the palm? What kind of palm technique is that?"
"Poisonous sand palm!" Uncle Zhou said: "I heard that Ye Shentong is also a practitioner. I must have heard of this poisonous palm, right?"
After Ye Han was reborn, he had carefully studied the martial arts in this world. He also dabbled in some unconventional stunts. He knew that poisonous sand palm is extremely difficult to practice and requires practitioners to practice it for more than ten years.
shot in the hot arsenic sand
After practicing, not only can you crack rocks and smash bricks, but when you hit a person, a black palm print will soon appear on the middle palm, and that black color is naturally poison. (To be continued. Please search for Piao Tian Literature and novel updates.