Chapter four hundred and forty-ninth child, dare you say it again?
The doctor on duty was immediately stunned and kicked out? It seemed that he hadn’t heard this sentence for a long time. He joined Jingyue Hall later. He only heard some elders in the hall say that a few months ago, Jingyue Hall was called Jinghuo.
The organization of the sect was kicked out and almost all of them fell. However, later a man named Tianzhou Lin Ye destroyed the Jinghuo sect, allowing Jingyuetang to continue its normal operations.
I didn't expect that the Jinghuo Sect would come again today. It was able to make Jingyuetang fall completely. Its strength was obviously not simple.
Following the conversation between the two, several other staff on duty also came out. After all, there were few people at night, so everyone took turns sleeping if there was nothing to do. However, with such a big movement, no one could fall asleep, including the person in charge of charging.
There was another doctor on duty who walked into the hall.
"Dr. Li, what's going on?" asked another doctor on duty.
Doctor Li looked at the mustaches and others coldly: "Humph, here comes the kicker, Lao Huang, didn't you say last time that the Jinghuo Sect caused the fall of Jingyue Hall? These people are here again!"
"What? Jinghuomen?"
Several people looked at Mustache and the others.
Mustache shrugged and smiled: "Haha, that's right, Jinghuo Sect, it seems that your Jingyue Hall really has a deep memory."
Old Huang said: "Huh, of course, your power in Yanjing was wiped out so completely by Mr. Lin, which really made the underground Chinese medicine community in Yanjing very happy. How could we not remember it?"
"Huh?" Mustache narrowed his eyes slightly, showing an angry expression: "Huh, look, you won't shed tears without seeing the coffin. Since you still know about the previous time, it seems that you are all old people, so I won't follow the rules.
I’ve told you, should I fight the doctor or hand over the clinic?”
The woman in charge of the reception arrived immediately: "What? Hand over the clinic? Humph, isn't this robbery? Aren't you afraid of calling the police?"
"Call the police?" Mustache laughed, "Haha, young lady, it seems you still don't understand the rules of the traditional Chinese medicine community. We're here to challenge you. You can choose to accept it or not. But if you call the police, don't be a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner in the future.
Bounded!"
After listening to Mustache's words, the woman said: "Tch, how about we not accept it? If nothing happens, get out of here, don't delay our business!"
"Hahaha, this little girl really has a personality. After playing in this gym today, it seems that our brothers are going to have a rest." Mustache said, with a hint of lust in his eyes. The woman immediately became nervous and went straight to Dr. Li.
Hiding behind.
Dr. Li habitually patted the woman's hand and said, "Don't be afraid of Xiaoping, I'm here."
"Are you here? Haha, it seems that you have an unusual relationship with this young woman. The most chaotic place is the clinic. It is indeed like this." Mustache laughed, "But I don't think you are dirty. I have to try it today."
What kind of thing is this little bitch? Stop talking nonsense and say, who is going to fight the doctor!"
Dr. Li was so angry that he immediately stepped forward, but Lao Huang directly held his shoulders, shook his head at him, and then walked up to Mustache.
"Boy, let me fight for needles!"
"Okay, haha, you are challenged and you decide, then let's fight for needles!" Mustache said with disdain, as if he didn't take Lao Huang seriously at all.
Although Lao Huang is not a miracle doctor, he is well-known in this area. After all, the people accepted by Jingyuetang must have some strength in the industry.
Looking at China, there are not many people who can ignore the traditional Chinese medicine doctors from Jingyuetang, but Jinghuo Sect is definitely an exception. It seems that in this organization, just one of them is enough to kick out seven or eight medical clinics.
Lao Huang sneered: "Then you can find someone. There must be a target for the needles. We will use fewer needles to cure the patient than anyone else."
Hearing this, Mustache shook his head and smiled: "Haha, you are so old that your brain is broken, right? Why bother looking for patients...?"
"Huh?" Lao Huang couldn't help but become nervous. He had heard of a kind of acupuncture fighting in which normal people were used to administer acupuncture. Whoever used the least number of needles to prick the opponent into a state would win, and some of these states would cause twitching.
, some even fell into coma. It must be said that this is a relatively cruel fighting method.
"Hmph, do we need to find normal people to perform acupuncture?" Lao Huang asked tentatively. If that were the case, he would never let people in the clinic be used as acupuncture targets. After all, his acupuncture skills were good, but he was not that good.
It's so perfect, it would be bad if it gets damaged and can't come back.
"Why bother? You and I are fighting for needles. Is it necessary to find a third person?" Mustache said with a smile.
Hearing these words, Lao Huang felt a layer of cold sweat suddenly covering his forehead. He couldn't help but look back at Dr. Li and several other people, and all of them had shocked expressions.
The meaning of Mustache is very obvious. The two of them are fighting for acupuncture and directly acupuncture each other. As for what the consequences will be... that is obviously unimaginable. Who knows how vicious the Jinghuo Sect can be?
But things have come to this point, and Lao Huang also knows that there is no way out. He gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, let's fight, come on!"
Mustache smiled, took out an exquisite golden nanmu needle box, slowly opened the lid of the box, and said: "You take the needle, and we will compete... who can stab the other to death first, how about it?"
Everyone exclaimed, except for a few people from the Jinghuo Sect who were used to seeing this scene, everyone in the clinic was frightened. Is it necessary to kill someone?
"You're really cruel. You want to kill someone invisible, but you also want to take over our clinic. Are you crazy?" Dr. Li shouted.
"Haha, I said, it doesn't matter if you don't fight, you can hand over the clinic, or..." As he said, Mustache looked at the people behind him, "You can also let them take it by force."
Either better or stronger, this is the behavior of Jinghuotang, and it has inherited Yingguo's desire to plunder!
Lao Huang took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay!"
"Doctor Huang, don't..."
"Old Huang!"
Several people in the clinic exclaimed, and Lao Huang turned around and shook his head: "One day, since it is an underground Chinese medicine world, there will eventually be a time when it can be solved by relying on underground rules."
After saying that, Lao Huang turned his head and took out a needle box he had with him. It looked a lot lower than Mustache's needle box, but when he opened it, the silver needles were still arranged neatly. It was obvious that Lao Huang
Huang is usually very careful.
"Let's get started." Old Huang said and took out a silver needle.
"Okay." Mustache smiled slightly. Before Lao Huang made any move, he had already clamped the silver needle tightly with both fingers and took a step forward to pierce an acupuncture point in front of Lao Huang's body.
Lao Huang was slightly startled, his entire expression froze. He took a deep breath, stared at his mustache with dull eyes, and then slowly raised his arm.
Lao Huang's movements were obviously much slower. This was not because of his age, but because the stabbing just now made him move slowly. Although he could still move, his movements were slow and shaky. You could almost see the tip of the needle shaking with his arm.
And swing out the amplitude.
"Haha, can you still perform acupuncture?"
"I..." Lao Huang gritted his teeth and nodded with the last belief of the Chinese medicine doctor, "Yes!"
Acupuncture!
Lao Huang's needle pierced into Mustache's body, but it was shaking so hard that it was impossible to be accurate. The strength, accuracy, and speed were not up to the level of a newcomer, so when this needle was inserted, Mustache only felt pain.
After a while, no one else responded.
"Huh, old guy, you're still trying to hold on, let's see how many shots you can hold up!"
As he said that, he stabbed the mustache probe again, and Lao Huang's whole body trembled. Immediately, his face was covered with sweat, and drops of water fell on the ground one after another.
Seeing Lao Huang's appearance, Dr. Li and others were moved to tears. Lao Huang was usually very friendly, always had a smile on his face with everyone, and was very popular. Seeing him like this would definitely make other people feel uncomfortable.
"Old Huang, no more, I'll do it!" Dr. Li said.
"Haha, it's late. I've never heard of a substitution in a gymnasium, unless you come to the next game, but I have no interest in fighting you, because this Mingyue Medical Clinic is destined to belong to our Jinghuo Sect!
"
The mustache smiled and couldn't help but glance at the receptionist woman again, with unbearable heat in her eyes.
After saying that, Xiaozhu didn't wait for Lao Huang to take the needle, and then took two more needles in a row!
I saw Lao Huang immediately slumped on the ground, his eyes dull, but his breathing was still smooth.
Now everyone can see that this guy clearly did it on purpose. He is not trying to kill Lao Huang now, but is trying to scare everyone by torturing Lao Huang!
"Haha, are there any of you who are still dissatisfied? If you are not convinced, you can come and have a fight. If you are convinced... Haha, I will kill this old guy, and you can leave. This clinic belongs to our Jinghuo Sect!
"At the end of the sentence, Mustache put away his smile, opened his eyes and shouted, which seemed to be a final warning.
At this moment, the door of the clinic was pushed open again, and a dozen people walked in. The leader was in his fifties, wearing gray casual clothes, with a serious and indifferent expression. Looking at the mustache, he said: "Huh, who is it?"
Give you the courage to kick Jingyue Hall?"
Seeing this person, Dr. Li and others showed joy and said in unison: "Master!"
At this time, the hall master's arrival was of course a help in times of need, and the fear in the hearts of several people suddenly decreased a bit.
"Oh? Hall Master? Haha, you are Wang Tong, right? I've heard of you. Jingyue Hall became a rag and you were asked to take over." Mustache smiled, "Don't forget, you are a master of fine arts.
Someone who has done something to the Huomen, do you really want to confront the Jinghuomen again?"
Hearing this, Wang Tong sneered, Mr. Lin will be here soon, am I still afraid of you? The Jinghuo Sect will be driven out of Yanjing again, and it will happen soon!
"Haha, going against you? I'm too lazy to do these boring things, but since your Jinghuo Sect has stepped on Jingyue Hall's head, you're done. I guarantee you won't be able to walk out alive today!"
Wang Tong's words were extremely domineering, and he was willing to have only one. Lin Zichen poked at him behind, and he was convinced of this!
"Hahaha, what a big tone, you are just the Hall Master of Jingyue Hall, how powerful do you really think you are? Back then Hall Master Ikeda was able to destroy you, but today we can. Why, you already lost the needle fight just now,
Still want to default on your debt? Are you not planning to gain fame?"
"Haha, are you bringing so many people just to fight against the doctors? If we don't accept it, I'm afraid you have to force yourself to do it. In this case, why bother pretending to be well-behaved? Now I'll give you a choice,
Either get lost or take action!" Wang Tong said coldly.
"In this case...then it depends on your ability. To challenge in front of the Jinghuo Gate, I want to see who can't get out of this gate today!" As he said that, the mustache raised his head and showed a little contempt. After all, he was wearing a
Where are the warriors from the Jinghuo Sect?
But at this moment, a huge figure emerged from among the people behind Wang Tong. He stepped forward, his mustache just reached his chest, his messy golden curly hair and ferocious face looked like a lion.
He picked up Mustache's collar and asked him to lift his feet off the ground: "Kid, you are so rude to my boss. How dare you say what you just said again?"