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 in his finger wounds, 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 Southerners! 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...
