"It's a pity that the genius doctor Lin is extremely talented. In time, he will definitely be a genius who will be famous all over the world. However, he committed suicide and came here to act wild. How can Master Wen tolerate his rebellious behavior?" Someone else said
Shaking his head in regret.
"Who can blame him? Who is calling him arrogant? Thinking he is the best in the world?" someone snorted.
"How ridiculous!"
"This should be the price of youth, right?"
There are all kinds of sounds.
"Grandma!" Liu Rushi tilted her head slightly.
"Say." King Yao looked forward.
"I don't ask you to take action, I just ask you to save the life of Divine Doctor Lin, okay?" Liu Rushi asked in a low voice.
Yao Wang hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly: "I will try my best, but the final result depends on fate."
Liu Rushi stopped talking.
King Yao can't control this situation...
At the same time, Wen Moxin walked towards Lin Yang again.
"It's a waste of time."
Wen Mo said calmly, but murderous intent burst out in his eyes.
He raised his hand, and the sadness surging in the palm of his hand was particularly obvious.
This time, he wanted to directly resolve this boring battle.
Maybe he shouldn't have let his men deal with this person for the sake of so-called face. If he had come forward earlier, things might not have turned out like this.
But it doesn't matter, everything is over...
At the end of the article, I hummed to myself and took a step forward, planning to deal with this person quickly so that I could clean up the rest of the mess.
But the moment he rushed towards Lin Yang...
Whoosh!
A cold light came over.
Another silver needle!
"It's a little trick!" Wen Mo snorted secretly, tilted his head slightly and snatched it away.
But the moment he avoided this silver needle, another silver needle appeared in front of him.
It turns out that Lin Yang wielded not just one silver needle, but two!
But it’s still useless!
Wen Moxin snorted softly, and with his hands like lightning, he clamped directly towards the silver needle.
In an instant, the silver needle stopped and was firmly clamped by his two fingers.
But the next second, Wen Moxin fell silent.
He looked down with difficulty, only to see a gently swinging silver needle in his lower abdomen.
It turned out that Lin Yang waved a total of three silver needles at this moment! And the three silver needles followed one after the other, each one was hidden deeper than the other, and they completely predicted the position of Wen Mo's heart...
"How could this happen?"
At the end of the article, Xin's face darkened and he wanted to pull out the silver needle.
But at this moment, he was shocked to find that he couldn't move.
"Leader!"
"Leader! What's wrong with you?"
"No, this guy used despicable tricks to plot against the leader!"
"Go help!"
The religious people around him shouted and rushed forward.
But Lin Yang ignored these people, and instead pulled out a large number of silver needles again and stabbed into his body quickly and cruelly.
Every silver needle was almost completely submerged in his body...
And as these silver needles entered, Lin Yang also became strange.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo..."
He began to gasp for air, and a lot of sweat overflowed from his face. The bleeding places on his body had stopped bleeding, and the broken bones seemed to have recovered. His hands were completely intact, but he could not stand still.
