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Chapter Six

Click! Click! Click!

Three crisp sounds of bone breaking sounded almost at the same time.

ah!

Before anyone could react, they saw the bodyguard's right hand hanging down in a twisted manner.

It turned out that Zhang Yang took action in an instant and removed one of his hands.

Including shoulders, elbows and wrists!

At the same time, his throat was held by Zhang Yang. If he exerted even a little force, he would be killed immediately.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang flicked his left hand.

Snap!

A pistol fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was another cry of pain.

It turned out that the hand of the man on the right who was trying to pull out a gun and shoot was directly pierced by the plum blossom needle that he just snatched from the doctor's hand!

"Zhang Yang, don't be impulsive. Listen to my sister and let him go." Wen Lan struggled to stand up, holding her shoulders to dissuade him.

She didn't expect that Zhang Yang, who had been smiling playfully just now, was now like a demon from hell.

Especially his skills shocked everyone.

Not to mention the police officers, even Liu Haiping's carefully selected bodyguards were frightened.

This guy is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he has such exaggerated skills.

The movement was done in one go, so fast that it was almost like a ghost.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yang like a monster, with surprise written in their eyes.

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, slowly let go, and glanced coldly at the bodyguard whose arm was removed: "You are lucky, otherwise you would be dead! And you guys, don't act rashly, I really don't mean any harm."

After saying these words, the anger on his face disappeared, and he asked Wen Lan quite gently: "Sister, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Wen Lan shook her head gently.

Obviously, she has not recovered from the scene just now.

It was just Zhang Yang's warm greeting that made her feel relieved in an instant.

Zhang Yang looked at Wen Lan up and down and nodded: "Fortunately, you're okay. Sister, please stand aside and wait for me. Since you take action, you still have to do your best and obey fate."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards Wang Haiping.

Now no one dared to take action, even the policeman who took out his pistol stood there blankly.

They were all watching Wang Haiping make the next order.

Zhang Yang's technique just now was simply too exaggerated, completely beyond their understanding.

"Mr. Wang, right? If you want to save your daughter, let everyone go out and my sister stay." Zhang Yang's words were cold, giving people a chilling deterrent.

"Are you threatening me?" Liu Haiping had a smile on his face, and his relaxed expression was in sharp contrast to the tension around him.

"You have no choice. If I really want to deal with you, who can stop me?!" Zhang Yang sneered, the domineering look on his face clearly evident.

"That girl stays, and everyone else goes out. Well, Doctor Huang, please leave too!" Liu Haiping shouted to the people around him.

He knew that what Zhang Yang said was true. With such skill, it would be easy to kill him.

What's more, the other party has been defending himself. Not only does he not have any ill intentions towards him, he also keeps saying that he can save his daughter.

Wang Haiping was born in the military and was vigorous and resolute in his work. If he had any weaknesses, his daughter was undoubtedly one of them.

Although Zhang Yang had an arrogant tone, it was nothing more than a arrogant young man, and he was very skilled, which suited him well.

"Chief..." Dr. Huang hesitated.

"Huh?" Liu Haiping raised his eyebrows and looked at Dr. Huang with burning eyes.

Dr. Huang was so excited that he immediately followed the instructions.

With him taking the lead, the chaotic car immediately returned to silence. Wen Lan walked up cautiously, her pretty face full of nervousness, her lips moving but she didn't know what to say.

"Sister, don't be nervous, just watch from the side!" When Zhang Yang faced her, he immediately regained his sunny smile, pointed to the bunk on the side, and motioned for her to sit down.

"This little doctor, can you really cure Axue's disease?" Shen Qiulan came back to her senses from the surprising scene just now, her eyes full of expectation.

When she saw that her husband chose to let Zhang Yang stay, she must have approved of him, and she felt as if she had grasped a life-saving straw in her heart.

"You all believe in that quack doctor named Huang, why don't you dare to let me try it?" Zhang Yang said with a sneer on his face.

"Mr. Huang is one of the top players in the capital, how can he be a quack doctor?" Shen Qiulan shook her head and said.

Zhang Yang sneered: "Yes, using plum-blossom needles to relieve pain, and then giving patients who could have survived for two or three years only half a year to live, is not a quack, but an executioner!"

"What do you mean?" Shen Qiulan still didn't understand.

"Nothing!" Zhang Yang sneered, "It's just a quack doctor killing people! Even knowingly!"

"How can Dr. Huang be a quack? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Shen Qiulan murmured.

"Whether he is a quack or not will be revealed soon! But if I still satisfy you, you have to deal with Dr. Huang well. This kind of person has bad moral character and is a scum among doctors!" Zhang Yang said confidently.

"Okay, I believe you!" Shen Qiulan looked at Zhang Yang with burning eyes and said every word, as if she had made a lot of determination.

"Well, in that case, don't say anything for a while, let alone stop me. And everything you see, I hope to keep it secret from me!"

Seeing Zhang Yang's glaring look, the couple nodded subconsciously, indicating that they would comply.

Zhang Yang said no more, and lifted the girl's skirt hard, and the whole skirt went directly to the upper thigh.

Even the pink underwear with cartoon patterns showed the tip of the iceberg.

Liu Haiping took a look, moved his lips, and at the same time stopped his wife Shen Qiulan who wanted to speak with his eyes.

However, his face was full of complicated and tangled expressions.

No matter who it is, seeing their daughter showing off her beauty in front of a strange man will inevitably make her feel a little uncomfortable.

After all, Zhang Yang is at a young age, so he is still a little careless when faced with such a direct temptation.

However, it is more exciting.

Although the treatment of Wen Lan just now was practiced on a human being for the first time, Xiaoxue's condition was now complicated and he was even more excited.

Because this is an unprecedented challenge for Zhang Yang!

Taking a closer look at the symptoms of Xiaoxue's legs again, Zhang Yang concentrated slightly and suddenly took action.

Using his fingers, he locked the two acupuncture points three inches above the tip of her inner ankle, Sanyinjiao, and the blood sea point on the inside of her knee.

The face that was still slightly distorted by pain suddenly relaxed, and the girl subconsciously glanced at Zhang Yang, her eyes full of surprise.

At this time, both Liu Haiping and Shen Qiulan felt their eyes light up, and they quickly exchanged glances.

Apart from anything else, this move was enough to convince them that Zhang Yang did have a solution.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly at Xiaoxue, stood up immediately, and brought over a delicate pot of cactus in a flower cage next to him.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Zhang Yang's behavior, Xiaoxue couldn't help her doubts and asked.

It can be seen that this fist-sized flower cage must be the beloved bonsai of the girl Xiaoxue, and it also represents the hope of the family, so it is carried everywhere.

In fact, it wasn't just her, Xiaoxue's parents were also full of surprise.

It was just that I was not allowed to speak because I had something to say, so I didn't dare to ask.

Zhang Yang smiled: "This flower has been kept in a cage for twenty years, right?"

"How do you know? My grandpa gave this to me. He hoped that I would live as strong as this flower cage." Xiaoxue looked at Zhang Yang in surprise.

Although the flower cage is not considered an exotic flower, it is still a famous one among the cactus.

Zhang Yang just called it by name, but it was a bit surprising that he could tell its age.

"Then work hard on it!"

After Zhang Yang dropped these words, he immediately moved his energy to his Dantian, squeezed the sword formula with his hand, closed his eyes and silently recited the Zhumenxin Jue.

graft!

Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with sparkle, and he immediately let out a low drink.

boom!

The flame in his hand stood out, and golden light suddenly shone.

Swish, swish, swish!

The sword points at a point in the sky, crossing nine paths.

Buzz!

After a slight tremor, a golden talisman appeared out of thin air, and countless golden flames danced on the surface of the original red halo.

The talisman burned quickly, and countless gold powder was scattered. Before it hit the ground, it dissipated invisible.

Whoosh!

The moment the talisman fire burned out, a bolt of golden lightning suddenly shot out, whirling around Xiaoxue's legs nine times, gradually turning from golden to crimson.

"Go!"

Zhang Yang shouted loudly, pointed his sword, and the lightning shot straight into the bonsai.

Bo!

After an almost inaudible sound exploded in the air, the lightning disappeared without a trace, and everything fell silent again.

"The sea...the sea is flat!" Shen Qiulan said in surprise.

Liu Haiping grabbed her hand and shook his head gently to signal her to be silent.

Shen Qiulan quickly covered her mouth.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhang Yang did not stop at all, closed his eyes and circulated his Qi again, gathering them in the palm of his right palm.

It wasn't until there were whistling sounds in his palm that he suddenly opened his eyes and placed it suddenly on the rabbit hole on Xiaoxue's leg.

The Zhumen True Fire was slowly injected into her body, and Xiaoxue's body convulsed as if she had been electrocuted.

Zhang Yang had just practiced the first level of the Zhengtijing of Zhumen Xinjue at this time. Although he had mastered it, he still struggled with such a disease that had penetrated into the bone marrow.

After a while, steaming heat began to emit from his head, and his forehead was already covered with large beads of sweat.

Xiaoxue felt a numbness in her legs, and the original burning sting was replaced by a cool and refreshing feeling.

Looking down, I saw that the redness was gradually disappearing, and the swollen blood vessels were gradually returning to normal.

Her mouth widened, and her pretty face was full of surprise.

"Haiping, Xiaoxue is saved, she is saved." Shen Qiulan also noticed the changes in her legs, choked with surprise, and shouted softly to Liu Haiping.

Shh!

Liu Haiping raised his finger to signal his wife to be silent.

Although he had the same joy on his face, he looked very rational, lest he disturb Zhang Yang's treatment.

As the true energy in his body continued to drain, Zhang Yang sweated profusely and his breathing began to become rapid.

However, he had no intention of stopping.

Wen Lan watched from the side, her hands tangled together.

Several times she wanted to ask Zhang Yang to stop, but she finally gave up.

After the swelling in Xiaoxue's legs completely disappeared, Zhang Yang took a deep breath, retracted his hand, then sat down on the ground, panting and leaning on the sleeper behind him.

"Mom, my legs can move." Xiaoxue bent her legs and exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Xiaoxue, you are finally fine. Mom is not dreaming." Shen Qiulan held her daughter tightly in her arms, her face covered with tears.

"Mr. Zhang, thank you for curing my daughter. Tell me, what do you need? If I, Liu Haiping, can do it, I will do my best."

With a grateful look on his face, Liu Haiping grabbed Zhang Yang's hand.

"You don't need to thank me. No one can cure your daughter's disease, and neither can I." Zhang Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and curled up the corner of his mouth in a helpless arc.

Coagulation is not incurable, and there are even two methods.

But for Zhang Yang, it would be better not to say these two things.

The first is that unless Xiaoxue has a sexual affair with him, let his Zhumen True Fire completely enter her body and use Yang Qi to dispel the remaining blood congestion in her body.

But not only Xiaoxue couldn't accept this method, even he wouldn't consider it.

Before he reached the third level of blood coagulation realm of Zhumen True Fire, he could not break the boy's body at all.

Otherwise, his skill will be greatly damaged and he will never be able to break through to the next stage.

The second is to wait for him to reach the seventh level of Emperor Spirit Realm in the Zhumen Heart Jue, and then rely on the absolutely pure Zhumen True Fire to force out the remaining traces from her body.

However, his master Qingyunzi has been practicing for decades but has not been able to break through to the fifth level of Dao Transformation, and his uncle Qing Lingzi has always been stuck in the middle stage of the fourth level of Dao Transformation. Zhang Yang does not think he can surpass them.

At least there is no hope in the short term.

Therefore, this method is also only a theoretical possibility and has no practical effect at all. (To be continued)


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