The evil sect is simply too evil......

As soon as he stopped crying, Wilson's whole body couldn't help but feel strange and wondering in his heart.

Okay, what's wrong with him?

Now, Wilson really wants to use scientific and Western medicine to explain the series of phenomena just now, but unfortunately, even if he scratches his head, he shows that he is powerless.

However, Wilson could not believe that this was the so-called efficacy of Chinese medicine.

"Enough crying, right? Now, I'll ......make you laugh," Duan Lang said, pointing his fingers on a few acupuncture points on Wilson's body, one by one.

Laugh?

Wilson sneered inwardly, he was not mentally prepared just now. This time, he, Wilson, was ready. He didn't believe it, if Duan Lang, the bastard, wanted to make him cry, he wanted to cry, and if he wanted him to laugh, he wanted to laugh.

It's just that this time, the reaction was several seconds faster than before.

When Wilson just thought this in his heart, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, followed by a constant "haha" laugh......

"This ......" Kendinen couldn't help but feel a little incredulous as he watched the scene.

"Mr. Wilson isn't joking, is he? Could it be that Chinese medicine is really so magical, that it makes people cry and laugh?" Alice said.

"I think it's true. Hurley said after staring earnestly for a moment.

"How's it going, Mr. Wilson?" Duan Lang asked.

"Haha, haha, hahaha......" Wilson wanted to speak, but the whole person couldn't help it completely, and the sound that came out of his mouth was laughter in addition to laughter.

Wilson's heart was full of strangeness.

This, how could this happen?

However, even so, it doesn't mean that Duan Lang used such a little insect carving skill on him to make him believe in Chinese medicine?

What is Chinese medicine? Superstition, witchcraft, pseudoscience......

It's just that Wilson laughed for a while, and it was a little unbearable.

Now, he can't take care of so many things that are fake and true.

He just wants to stop this torment.

Wilson's pleading gaze couldn't help but fall on Duan Lang's body.

He tried his best to shout, but at a time like this, no matter how he shouted, he couldn't shout at all.

He was laughing, smug laughing, bitter laughing, uncomfortable laughing......

The laughing person turns on his back, the laughter is heartbreaking, the laughter hurts the heart, and the laughter is out of breath......

His tears couldn't help but flow out again.

This, is it the so-called solar rain?

"Smile, ten years young, sad, white head, you cried for so long just now, now, just laugh a little more. Duan Lang completely ignored Wilson's pleading gaze and said very "understandingly".

"......" Wilson was still smiling, but the facial nerves of his whole person who were laughing now were about to conjure. However, this bastard didn't mean to stop at all, he actually said, he actually said what he said and smiled, ten years young, sad, and white-headed?

In desperation, Wilson turned his attention to Smith for help.

He didn't want to laugh like that anymore.

Wilson can be regarded as a teacher today, because, since he has grown up so much, it is the first time that he knows that he can laugh so painfully and tormentingly?

"Mr. Duan......" Smith said as he looked at Wilson's pleading gaze.

"Okay. After waiting for more than ten seconds again, just when Wilson's whole person was about to lose his hold, Duan Lang clicked on a few acupuncture points on his body, but this time, Duan Lang did not move his hand in a hurry, but directly clicked on several other acupuncture points on Wilson, and said. "Laugh, that's all, in order to save each other's time, now, I'll let you taste what it means to howl like a fool. ”

"You ......" Wilson listened to Duan Lang's words, and his whole face couldn't help but twitch, and a pair of angry eyes fell on Duan Lang.

After the two parts of crying and laughing just now, Wilson has roughly believed that this bastard has some skills. However, what made Wilson wonder was why this bastard had to experiment on himself, even if he wanted to prove himself? Hateful, hateful, shameful......

"Ah......" It's just that when Wilson just thought this, there was a sharp pain somewhere in his body, like a pinprick in the body.

This kind of pain is different from the pain itself, it is a pain that penetrates deep into the skin, into the blood, into the bone marrow, into the soul, and reverberates into the intestines.

And this pain, only hesitated for a few seconds, Wilson only felt that the rest of his body was in pain again.

Soon after, more areas ......

Eventually, Wilson's whole body was filled with this pain.

Wilson, who had been fine a few seconds ago, was already pale at this time, with his head in his hands, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, constantly wailing, moaning, and struggling......

The scene in front of him has attracted the attention of countless people, and soon, the entire surrounding area has been surrounded by people coming and going.

"You, you, hurry, stop, ah......" Wilson now, but he even has the heart to die, his extremely pleading gaze, staring at Duan Lang very painfully, almost using the strength to eat, but, before he finished a sentence, there was another wail.

"Do you believe in Chinese medicine now?" Faced with such a scene, Duan Lang lazily and leisurely sucked on a cigarette, looked calm, and asked with a smile.

"I don't believe it. Wilson gritted his teeth and snapped. If you don't believe it, you don't believe it, no matter what method Duan Lang uses, he Wilson can't believe it.

Just kidding, he, Wilson, has faith, discipline, and personality, okay?

If you tell me to believe, I will believe it?

This, in Wilson's case, simply does not work.

It's just that Wilson is really uncomfortable now.

"Let one go, let one let ......" At this time, several patrol policemen, aside from the crowd, walked in, saw the scene in front of them, and asked. "What's going on here?"

"Comrade policeman. Duan Lang said with a smile on his face. "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I'm the person in charge of Feng Dagang's crew, Director Feng is currently making a movie, called "Special Forces Ruffian in the City", which has a duel between Chinese and Western medicine. ”

"Director Feng?" said a policeman, whose eyes were immediately filled with a hint of joy. "I like to watch Director Feng's play the most, do I want Director Feng to come over? Can I take a photo with Director Feng, or ask for an autograph?"

"This, I'm sorry, Director Feng won't come over for the time being, there are only a few scenes in the drama here, and I'm in charge of them. Duan Lang readily refused. If you do stay, then what's the point?

"That's a pity. The policeman said with some regret. "You guys continue to rehearse, if Director Feng comes, call me in time." As the policeman spoke, he wrote a string of numbers and handed it to Duan Lang.

"Well, it's a must. Duan Lang said with a smile.