Nine hundred and sixtieth eight chapters embarrassed
Nangong Feiyang's entire face had completely froze at this moment.
His eyes were dull, his pupils trembled wildly, and his brain was blank!
devil?
right!
This person is a devil!
Absolutely a devil!
If he is not a devil! Why... the knife stabbed into the body, he could not feel the pain, or even had no effect?
Normal people...will this be like this?
"You...are you a monster? Say!!Are you a monster?"
Nangong Feiyang shouted tremblingly, his scalp tremblingly, and he couldn't even hold the knife in his hand. He fell to the ground with a clang.
"Oh... won't poke it?"
"But I gave you a chance, why don't you cherish it?"
"Why do you want to let me down again and again?"
Lin Yang said hoarsely, then picked up the knife.
Nangong Feiyang stared at the knife stained with blood. His whole nerves were almost thrusting, his eyes were so huge that he had mental problems.
He seemed to have seen Lin Yang stabbing the knife into his body.
In a trance, I saw Lin Yang stabbing the bright knife into his body one by one.
This strange scene caused him too much stimulation.
Coupled with the extreme fear at the moment, Nangong Feiyang's mind was no longer clear.
He was completely collapsed!
No more sane!
I can no longer accept reality!
"Help! Help! Help!!"
Nangong Feiyang screamed and suddenly ran forward like crazy.
Lin Yang showed murderous intent and held the knife to catch up.
But as soon as he took a step, he staggered and fell to the ground.
The blood hole in the chest was gushing out of blood again, and severe pain also surged up.
Under the severe pain, Lin Yang's almost disintegrating consciousness suddenly condensed, and the person became a little more awake.
He tried his best to pull a silver needle from his arm and stabbed it into his chest tremblingly.
After the needle fell, the blood in the chest stopped flowing.
He also lay on the ground and gasped.
"Lin Yang!!"
"Mr. Lin!!"
Yi Guilin rushed over quickly with his men.
Seeing Lin Yang lying on the ground, everyone was shocked and rushed up to help him up.
"Dr. Lin is injured! It's so serious!"
"What's going on? Mr. Lin...why are he injured?"
"Where is that Nangong Feiyang?"
"There are no corpses around, could it be that he was told to run away?"
"What are you talking about now? Hurry up and send Mr. Lin to the hospital! If it's too late, that's bad!"
Everyone was speechless and impatient.
"You guys are afraid of it!" Yi Guilin snorted and said coldly: "Your Chairman Lin won't die so easily! Look at this needle!"
People raise their eyes.
I saw the silver needle on Lin Yang’s chest.
"Who is your Director Lin? The unparalleled miracle doctor in the world. Can these two knives kill him? You are thinking too much!" Yi Guilin snorted.
When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Lin Yang also opened his eyes and breathed heavily.
"Mr. Lin!"
Everyone shouted anxiously.
But when Lin Yang coughed violently, he vomited blood from his mouth.
"Mr. Lin, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Yi Guilin, help me get an acupuncture..." Lin Yang said weakly.
"oh?"
Yi Guilin narrowed his eyes.
"I advise you not to have bad thoughts, otherwise you will not be able to survive if I die." Lin Yang said hoarsely.
"You took my Qilin Sect, the account has not been settled yet! But don't worry, I'm not so stupid. If something happens to you, your subordinates will not let me go." Yi Guilin said lightly, and began to do so.
Lin Yang acupuncture.
He really didn't dare to touch Lin Yang!
If it were before, he wouldn't have any bad thoughts, but now it's different...
Because he saw Yang Hua's strength and Lin Yang's methods.
Unless he can guarantee that he can deal with Yang Hua, he will never dare to do anything randomly, because that would be a way to die.
After a few needles were inserted, Lin Yang's complexion was obviously much better.
Not only that, his eyes also became clear, no longer as crazy and ferocious as before...
"What happened to you before? Why did you give me a feeling of being obsessed with it?" Yi Guilin asked in a Chen.
"In fact, I was indeed obsessed with the enemy before." Lin Yang said hoarsely.
"Oh? People like you can also go astray? It's really strange!" Yi Guilin's face was full of incredible.
In his impression, Lin Yang is a very calm person. Even if there is a problem with his mind, his body is not enough to make him like this!
After all, he is a terrifying medical martial artist.
As we all know, it is impossible for medical martial arts to go astray.
Lin Yang didn't say anything.
Yi Guilin is not easy to ask.
At this time, several more people ran over.
"Mr. Lin, the people from the Nangong family have almost dealt with. Many people choose to surrender. Should we... kill the roots?" One person stepped forward and said carefully.
"No need!"
Lin Yang took a deep breath and shook his head and said, "I had lost my mind before and thought about killing all the people. However, there is no need to kill all the people. After all, this place is not the location of the head of the Nangong family, but it is still just a branch.
Even if you kill them all, you will only destroy one side system. The orthodox of the Nangong family is still there! This will not achieve the purpose of eradicating the roots. Moreover, such behavior will be criticized and will also stimulate the Nangong.
People from aristocratic families are not very beneficial to us! The gain is not worth the loss!"
"Then what Mr. Lin means..."
"Take them all away! Detain them to Zi Mine!" Lin Yang shouted softly.
Everyone was stunned and their eyes lit up.
"Mr. Lin, this is a good idea!"
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"Help! Help! Help..."
On the rugged mountain road in Kunshan, a figure stumbled forward.
While running, he shouted in a hurry and trembling voice.
This person is Nangong Feiyang.
At this moment, he was covered in mud, his hair was disheveled, and his knees were worn out. He ran for a while and fell, and his body was covered with scars.
Soon, he ran to the road.
The man ran along the road, still screaming in a vague way.
"Help..."
Crunch!
At this time, several black cars rushed over and quickly stopped beside him.
The man in black ran down quickly in the car.
"It's Nangong Feiyang!!"
"Take him to the Eighth Master!"
"yes!"
Several men directly held Nangong Feiyang and headed towards a car in the middle of the convoy.
"Who are you? Let me go! Help! Don't stab me! Don't stab me!!"
Nangong Feiyang screamed in a sad voice.
Soon, Nangong Feiyang was dragged to the front of the car.
The car window rolled down, and a middle-aged man with a goatee but bare head appeared behind the car window...