"Who wants your apology! Lao Tzu's fingers have been broken by you!"

Huang Qiuping said hatefully: "It's obviously what happened just now, and you still want to deny it?"

"I'm not denying it. ”

Ye Qingsoul shrugged his shoulders and said with an innocent expression: "With so many medical experts present, they must also know the human body structure very well. Let's analyze it, with the angle I just had, can I use my strength to break your finger?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, this is an excellent case.

An old white man with a white beard sorted out the instant translator around his neck and said slowly: "In my opinion, this gentleman should not be lying. ”

"Professor Huang, the way he sat just now, there is really no way to break your fingers, after all, everyone knows something about the structure of the human body, and the posture of the two of you just now is not suitable for him to exert force at all. On the contrary, you are completely in a good position and will not be able to suffer. ”

"I don't agree with you!" another middle-aged scholar exclaimed.

He is a black man, but his eyes are full of wisdom, he stares at Ye Qingsoul tightly, and says coldly: "Normal people may not be able to do it, but if a person is born with great strength, and he just uses the soles of his feet to touch the ground, he should be able to complete this level of force!"

"Nonsense!"

The old white man frowned and glared angrily at the middle-aged black man, "I am the dean of the medical school of the Royal Academy of British Empire, can you compare to me in terms of understanding of human body structure?"

The middle-aged black man sneered and said lightly: "I'm sorry, as a professor of physical fitness at the Imperial Medical College of country M, and concurrently serve as a staff officer of the highest training officer of the military of country M, my experience in this area will not be worse than yours!"

"Then we might as well compare!"

The old white man snorted coldly: "I'll pay two people to have them reproduce the scene at that time, and simulate it again to see who is right and who is wrong, how about it?"

"Afraid of you?" said the middle-aged black man's face was full of disdain.

"Okay, let's compare! Academics need practice!"

"Wow, there's a good show!"

The people around looked at the lively expressions, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

As a famous scholar, everyone has their own pride, and they are not willing to admit that others are better than themselves. When encountering this kind of problem, it is absolutely impossible to admit defeat.

It can be said that they are stubborn, but it is precisely this stubbornness that finally makes them happen.

Huang Qiuping looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, seeing the blood on his hands flowing more and more, and the pain getting stronger and stronger, he finally couldn't help but yell:

"Enough!"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and they all looked at him.

Huang Qiuping was about to be mad, trembling all over, and said in a trembling voice: "You people, you, do you still have sympathy!"

"I'm dying of blood loss, and you're still here discussing who's right and who's wrong!"

He turned his head suddenly, gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Qingsoul, and said angrily: "It's all you! It's all you who are here to fan the flames and bring everyone to the ditch!"

Ye Qingsoul shrugged his shoulders and said innocently: "Professor Huang, you can't be angry with me like this, right? I'm just making a suggestion, and besides, don't I want to prove my innocence? If you think I'm lying, why don't you want everyone to verify it and expose me?"

"Lao Tzu verifies a fart, if I continue to verify it, I will die!" Huang Qiuping's face turned pale, and he roared wildly in his heart.

He only felt that there were countless grass and mud horses, whistling wildly, and the whole person was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Well, that's it, can't I admit it!"

Ye Qingsoul suddenly sighed, spread his hands and said: "Count me unlucky, Professor Huang, since you have deceived me, I am not short of this medical expenses!

"Don't worry, I'll also contract your nutrition and nursing expenses!"

"Who is missing this little money! The point is that my finger is broken!"

Huang Qiuping was really so angry that he vomited blood, and he was about to speak, but was interrupted again by Ye Qingshen: "What are you still doing in a daze? If you delay any longer, Professor Huang may really be in danger of his life!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Several security guards around hurriedly nodded, and quickly raised Huang Qiuping's head without saying anything, and rushed out of the venue.

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving!!"

Huang Qiuping struggled frantically, but he couldn't break free from the encirclement of several big men.

"It's over, Professor Huang may really have mental problems, first he broke his finger himself, and he is unwilling to receive treatment. It's a pity! It must be for the sake of scientific research, and the effort has been exhausted. ”

Ye Qing's sigh suddenly drifted into his ears.

Huang Qiuping only felt a bang in his head, and a hot blood rushed up, he suddenly snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood directly, and then rolled his eyes and fainted.

Ye Qingsoul followed to the door, only to see a few security guards carrying Huang Qiuping, as soon as he appeared, a group of reporters surrounded him, showing curiosity.

They were originally going to stay here, waiting for today's meeting to end, so that they could conduct another wave of interviews, and when they saw this scene, their professional sensitivity and sensibility were suddenly ignited, and they were extremely enthusiastic.

"Sir, what happened to this expert?"

"Could it be that there was a terrorist attack in the venue?"

......

Faced with one question after another, several security guards looked serious, where did they dare to answer at will.

Seeing this, Ye Qingsoul suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and beckoned to them: "Come here, I'll tell you!"

Seeing him, the reporters suddenly showed hesitation on their faces, obviously remembering the scene when Ye Qingsoul was crazy to steal the spotlight in the morning.

But at this time, no matter what the news is, as long as whoever gets it first, will win. Everyone was not a novice, and immediately gathered around.

"Sir, may I ask what happened at the venue just now?"

"Why is this expert covered in blood and unconscious?"

Ye Qingsoul smiled slightly, looking like a warm-hearted person.

Then, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and squeezed out a touch of pain, and sighed: "This Professor Huang ...... He is the genius of our human race! In order to study the epidemic in Africa, he has developed a mental illness, and after learning that Dr. Lin's God's Kiss potion has fully matured, he broke his finger in anger and fell into a coma in anger......"

"Oh...... It turned out to be a poor boy who was preempted by Dr. Lin!"

"It's a pity that the character is so bad that I am so angry that I go crazy!"

......

The reporters didn't think so, after listening to Ye Qing's account, they had already imagined Huang Qiuping as a scholar with little ability, who developed mental illness because he was jealous of other people's achievements......