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Chapter 11 Where is the End of the World?

As night falls, colorful neon lights shine in the city, and the air is gradually filled with a casual atmosphere. There are only a few pedestrians on the street, shopping, walking, and dog walking. After a busy day, the pace of the big city is tense.

It finally slowed down.

Mo Wen randomly found a restaurant to satisfy his needs, and then started wandering on the streets.

Kyoto is one of the largest cities in China, with an average population of over 10 million. A person in such a large city is like a grain of sand, so inconspicuous.

Mo Wen has been in Kyoto for three or four years, because the middle school he attended is Kyoto No. 1 Middle School, but he is still so unfamiliar with Kyoto. No matter how long he stays, he is always huddled in a corner, like an ant.

Living in space at the tip of the iceberg.

In his memory, he rarely had the opportunity to wander on the streets. When he was studying, he spent almost all his time on studying and almost never left school. Later, he worked as a small worker on a construction site in the suburbs. He only went to and from get off work every day and slept.

, the living circle is small and pitiful.

Although he always remained curious about the outside world, the world seemed to be separated from his eyes by a layer of veil.

Mo Wen looked at the neon lights flashing above his head, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart. He suddenly wanted to go home and tell his mother the good news that he could finally enter Hua Xia University. In a lonely city, what else could he do besides home?

What could make him nostalgic?

In the dead of night, he walked alone into the Beijing Forest Park. For homeless people, the park is undoubtedly their home, at least no one will drive them away.

He was preparing to spend the first night after his rebirth in the park. Yes, he was reborn. When the memory of that life awakened, he knew that he would never be the same Mo Wen before. However, he no longer knew which one

He is the real him, maybe both of them are him, who can tell clearly in his past life and this life.

"stop."

Just when Mo Wen was about to find a bench in the park, use the sky as his quilt and the earth as his bed, and have a good sleep, two cold voices suddenly sounded from the woods in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, two figures, one tall and one short, surrounded him one after the other, both holding gleaming knives in their hands.

"Hand over all the valuables you have."

The tall man glared at Mo Wen fiercely, and raised the thirty centimeter-long knife in his hand slightly. It seemed that whenever Mo Wen dared to resist, he would immediately slide the white knife in and the red knife out.

robbery!

"Actually, I might be poorer than you!"

Mo Wen spread his hands and said helplessly. What's wrong with the robbers nowadays? They don't have any eyesight. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that he is a poor guy at a glance, but they still rob him. What a world!

"Stop talking nonsense and hand over all the valuable things you have, or I'll kill you."

The shorter man glared at Mo Wen fiercely, stepped forward and was about to put the knife on Mo Wen's neck.

Mo Wen frowned and took a step back slightly, just in time to avoid the knife in the short man's hand.

"You still dare to hide? Go ahead and destroy him."

When the short man saw that Mo Wen was not cooperating, his face turned cold, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he immediately called to the tall man to prepare for a ruthless attack.

A cold light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The short man's eyes were very cold, which showed that he was definitely not joking and even did this kind of thing often.

recidivist!

Mo Wen gave a wry smile, I'm afraid the two of them were not little thieves at all, their hands were stained with so much blood, he had to sigh that he was lucky, he could meet two extremely vicious people just walking around the park.

The short man seemed to be more fierce than the tall man. As soon as he rushed forward, the knife in his hand stabbed Mo Wen fiercely. The tall man behind him did not hesitate and surrounded him from behind, blocking Mo Wen's escape.

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Mo Wen took a breath, but he didn't avoid it at all. A rare cold light flashed in his calm eyes. The next moment, he moved his hand slightly forward. Although the speed was not very fast, the angle was strange.

Extremely weird.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, followed by a painful scream from the short man, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang. The whole arm drooped weakly, as if it had been dislocated.

"You kid is tired of living."

The tall man behind saw this and roared angrily. He rushed forward and slashed at Mo Wen's back with a knife. He seemed to have no intention of holding back. He slashed with all his strength and the sharp wind of the knife hit his face.

Mo Wen calmly dodged the tall man's sword by turning sideways, and moved forward silently with his left hand again. The whole process had no air of fireworks, let alone any sharpness, but the tall man felt his body go numb.

The knife in his hand could no longer be held and fell to the ground with a clang.

"withdraw!"

At this time, the two of them didn't know they had encountered an iron plate. They were about to get up and run, but they were shocked to find that half of their bodies were numb, as if it was not flesh and blood, but wood, and they could not stand up from the ground at all.

"You...you...what kind of magic did you cast?"

The tall man looked at Mo Wen with horror on his face. He kept moving on the ground, trying to retreat and escape. What happened tonight was really weird. If Mo Wen defeated the two of them in an honest way, it would be nothing. At most, they were inferior to others.

But now, they didn't even know how they fell. Their whole bodies were numb and they couldn't move, as if their bodies were not their own at all.

"Magic?"

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and smiled. Ignorant people always like to regard things they don't understand as ghosts and magic. No matter in that world or on earth, no matter how many years it has developed, ignorant thoughts can never be changed.

He walked up to the two gangsters, knelt down and looked at them with a smile.

"You...what do you want to do?"

The short gangster said calmly.

"Help you relax your muscles and bones."

Mo Wen smiled evilly, and suddenly stretched out his hand over the short man's body, just like attracting butterflies through flowers, his movements were deft and elegant, but the short man's body was crackling like popcorn.

The short gangster who was struggling just now suddenly fell to the ground as weakly as a lump of mud. It seemed that he couldn't move his fingers or open and close his mouth. He could only move his eyes a few times, but at this time he was full of panic.

color.

Although Mo Wen is a miracle doctor, it does not mean that he has no offensive power. His medical skills can save people and kill people.

The Mo family's thousand-year inheritance of medical skills is all-encompassing, profound and profound, and no mortal can learn it all in a lifetime. The most famous medical skill among them is naturally the world-famous Divine Hand.

As a doctor, you naturally know the human body very well. Regardless of the bones, acupuncture points, nerves, blood vessels, meridians, organs, tissues... you must have a thorough understanding of the body. Based on this basis, the outstanding ancestors of the Mo family developed the Divine Hand

Supernatural powers.

This set of magical hands can dismantle 206 bones of the human body at will, and dislocate the meridians, blood vessels, acupuncture points, nerves and other human body structures at will. It has endless mysteries for doctors to practice medicine. Once the human body is mastered, and the right medicine is prescribed, the medicine will naturally be delivered.

Disease relief.

However, although this set of Tianmiao Hands is used to treat diseases and save people, it can save people, and of course it can also kill people. Moreover, the Tianmiao Hands are much sharper at killing people than saving people. Once the human bones, acupoints, meridians, nerves, and blood vessels are mastered,

It is equivalent to mastering countless vital points of the human body. When used to kill people, it is simply a matter of digging into the bag.

So in that world, the Mo family's magical hands are not only medical magic, but also world-famous martial arts. Countless martial arts people have besieged the Mo family, wanting to get the magical hands of the Mo family. They are as strong as Lin, but

But without exception, they all came back defeated.

The Mo family's magical hand skills are a clan-controlling technique that can never be passed on to outsiders, and only the core members of the clan can learn it. Just like this, when the core disciples of the Mo family travel around the world, martial arts people will show courtesy to them.

Not only are the Mo family members all highly skilled doctors, and generally no one wants to offend them, but also the direct descendants of the Mo family are basically blessed with amazing skills, and ordinary people would not dare to offend them easily.


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