Text Chapter 551 Fighting Needles

"Then according to Master Zhao, how should this matter be resolved?" Anton said.

Master Zhao sighed, "The An family has been friends with the Chen family for many years, and the family master doesn't want the relationship between the two families to deteriorate, which is not good for the two families, right!"

Anton Lai immediately nodded, this is true, especially now that the An family is getting worse, and the gap with the Chen family has widened.

"Master Zhao, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Master Zhao nodded slightly, "Originally, Mr. An also wanted to match the two children, Chen Yuan, this child, is very good, but he is a little anxious in this matter, which is a little reckless, but in general, this matter has also been said in the past, how does Mr. An feel about this?"

Anton Lai sighed, "Although he didn't make a big mistake, he found a liar and almost killed my wife, so I can't say that!"

Master Zhao shook his head, "Mr. An should also be able to see that Wei Bo doesn't know anything about medical skills, although he is not my disciple, I often point out to him, saying that he is a liar, then it is a bit too much, and that day, the medicine he used was not too wrong, and you have also seen the effect! As for what kind of harmful medicine he said later, it is a fallacy, if it is really that kind of medicine, how can she still be good now?"

As soon as these words came out, Anton came to refute anything, even if what the other party said, even if it was not all true, it was not a lie.

"So, I still plan that these two children can reconcile, so that the An family and the Chen family will be harmonious!" Master Zhao said with a smile.

Anya's face changed, "The Chen family is shameless, I won't agree!"

Master Zhao continued as if he hadn't heard her words: "And I heard that it was this young man who attacked Chen Yuan that day, this matter can't just be left behind!"

After speaking, his eyes became sharp, and his eyes were like an eagle staring at his prey, looking at me Wang Xiaoyong.

It's just that Wang Xiaoyong doesn't care at all, this kind of scene is too pediatric for him.

Anton Lai was also a little embarrassed, "Master Zhao, after all, they are all young people, forget it!"

Master Zhao snorted coldly, "Forget it, is the Chen family that good?"

Then, Master Zhao looked at Wang Xiaoyong, "I provoked the Chen family, there is no good fruit to eat, you apologize to Chen Yuan now, and then go to the garage by yourself, what should you do, I don't need to say more!"

Wang Xiaoyong sneered, "Why did Chen Yuan get such an end, I'm afraid Uncle An doesn't know yet, but it's nothing, but what are you, I'll do whatever I want me to do?" Beware of your fate, it's even more miserable than him!"

Master Zhao's face suddenly became gloomy, "Mr. An, if you ask me to treat your lover, then clean up this arrogant guy first!"

Anton is embarrassed to be honest, he has a good impression of Wang Xiaoyong, but now, in the face of the persecution of the Chen family, he has to have a choice.

But Wang Xiaoyong laughed, "Uncle An doesn't have to be embarrassed, he can't cure his aunt's illness at all!"

Then, he looked at Master Zhao, "Everyone is studying Chinese medicine, you said that you have been practicing penance for more than 20 years, and you suspect that I am not good at learning, so how about we fight needles today?"

The people around me are a little puzzled, what is going on?

But Master Zhao's eyes lit up, "Boy, are you sure?"

Wang Xiaoyong smiled dumbly, "Uncle An, this needle is a jargon, those who really learn Chinese medicine can understand that the needle pays attention to the technique, so whoever wins the needle fight, that is, whoever has good skills, naturally whose medical skills are fine!"

Anton looked at Master Zhao with some confusion.

"Mr. An, this is indeed the case, but what he didn't say is that this bucket needle is not trivial, all the acupuncture points pierced by the other party, if you are not careful, it will kill you!"

After Anton came to hear this, his face changed, "This, Master Zhao, forget it!"

Anya and Du Qing were also nervous, they were all good girls, white-collar workers who worked at ease, and the word death was still a little far away from them.

"Don't worry, I'm measured, at most I'll just make him disabled!" Master Zhao sneered.

"Xiao Yong, forget it!"

On the side, Anya and Du Qing were persuading him, after all, Master Zhao seemed to be too high.

But Wang Xiaoyong narrowed his eyes, "You don't have to worry, this guy is a liar, you'll know what's going on later!"

With that, he walked over.

"Young man, you are very bold, in Jiangnan, there are Chinese medicine doctors who fight with me every month, and now they are all sitting in wheelchairs!"

These words almost amused Wang Xiaoyong, and he didn't brag like that.

However, this is the first time Wang Xiaoyong has fought with someone for needles, he was in the battle gate before, if there is any problem, he slapped it over, there is no need to be so troublesome, but when it comes to acupuncture, there is the inheritance of the medicine king, and he is not afraid of anyone.

Master Zhao took out a quaint mahogany box, and the silver needles inside glowed with cold light.

Obviously, this silver needle is not simple, it actually contains a faint bloody aura, seeing this, Wang Xiaoyong's eyes narrowed slightly, it seems that this guy has killed a lot of people with silver needles!

This made Wang Xiaoyong a little angry, the doctor's parents, the silver needle was originally used to save people, but he used it to kill people, this kind of person, no matter how good his medical skills are, should die! At least he must be abolished, so that he can no longer use the silver needle!

Master Zhao pinched up a few silver needles and exchanged them with both hands, these silver needles were like magic, a little dazzling, and the light reflected on the silver needles made people feel a little palpitating.

Seeing this scene, Anya and Du Qing were a little frightened.

Wang Xiaoyong was still calm, he also took out the silver needle, a very ordinary kind, because in his opinion, the silver needle is to save people, there is no difference in itself, and there is no difference between good and bad!

Suddenly, Master Zhao moved, and his hands, each holding four silver needles, stabbed towards Wang Xiaoyong.

Wang Xiaoyong's expression froze, his pace was not simple, it seemed to be a set of kung fu in practice, the speed was very fast, and it was a little erratic.

Of course, in Wang Xiaoyong's view, this has no effect at all.

However, these eight silver needles of Master Zhao came towards Wang Xiaoyong's eight death holes, and if one of them was stabbed, he would be worried about his life!

It seems that he actually had murderous intentions towards Wang Xiaoyong! This kind of person is ruthless and kills people like numbness!

Wang Xiaoyong's face turned cold, and a silver needle was also pierced.

Seeing this scene, the faces of several people around him changed slightly, so it seems that Wang Xiaoyong really lacks a lot in acupuncture!

However, his needle is faster!

In the blink of an eye, Master Zhao's body froze, and the silver needle in his hand fell to the ground.

What happened?

When they saw Master Zhao's body, several people gasped.

Ten silver needles were actually pierced on Master Zhao's shoulders and arms.

How did Wang Xiaoyong make a move? No one can see it clearly!

However, the needle method of the two is judged by high and low!

"My arm, my arm is no longer numerous!" Master Zhao suddenly shouted in horror.

On the side, Chen Yuan immediately ran up.

"Master Zhao, are you alright?"

"Quick, pull these silver needles off, quick!"

Chen Yuan didn't dare to slack off, and immediately pulled out the silver needle, and during the whole process, Master Zhao didn't have any reaction.

It's just that after pulling it out, his two arms drooped down, and Master Zhao was at first at a loss, and then his face changed greatly.

"You, cut off my meridians!" he roared at Wang Xiaoyong.

Wang Xiaoyong shrugged his shoulders, "Evil has evil retribution, you don't know how many people have been harmed with these hands, this is all light!"

"You!" Master Zhao wanted to be angry, but his hands were abolished, where was Wang Xiaoyong's opponent, and he was worried that his hands couldn't take care of so much, so he hurriedly grabbed the door and went out, it should be to find his master.

Chen Yuan was a little dumbfounded, whether it was Anya or Anton, the eyes that looked at him were quite unkind, and what he was most afraid of was Wang Xiaoyong.

Even Master Zhao was poisoned by him, will this kid make a move on him, thinking of this, he ran out as soon as he slipped away.

Anya and Du Qing breathed a sigh of relief, just now they were worried that Wang Xiaoyong would be killed, but who would have thought that the plot had taken a turn for the worse.

"Xiao Yong, I didn't expect your medical skills to be so good!" Anton came over and said with a smile.

He didn't even have the slightest embarrassment because he doubted Wang Xiaoyong! This made Wang Xiaoyong admire.

But after all, he is Anya's father, and Wang Xiaoyong doesn't have much to say.

"I told you that guy was just a liar!"

Several people nodded, and now they believed Wang Xiaoyong's words.

Next, Wang Xiaoyong checked Anya's mother again, but the demonic spirit has still not been removed, if you want to get rid of it, you must make some preparations, Wang Xiaoyong has not had that time, but now that the demonic energy has been suppressed, in addition to not being able to get out of bed and walk, there is no worry about life, so there is no need to worry.

Afraid that the Chen family would play some tricks, Anton came to transfer a few bodyguards, and Anya went to the company with confidence.

On the way, Anya's mood improved a lot, humming to the music, her mother's condition improved, and her heart knot opened up a little.

And Du Qing was obviously more interested in Wang Xiaoyong, and looked at him from time to time, which made Wang Xiaoyong a little embarrassed.

"Brother Xiaoyong, why don't I be your girlfriend, you see that I look good and have a good figure, what do you think!" Du Qing suddenly spoke.

The car immediately twisted, startling Du Qing.

"Qingqing, don't harm Xiao Yong!" Anya said angrily.

Du Qing was unhappy, "How can this be a scourge, I'm talking about business, I like Xiao Yong's ability, I like Xiao Yong's strength!"

Along the way, Wang Xiaoyong could only be silent and simply closed his eyes.

In this regard, Du Qing was also helpless, but Anya giggled.

Before arriving at the park, Wang Xiaoyong's mobile phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number, after answering, it turned out to be Minister Luo's call, after all, she was responsible for the security of the entire park, and it was easy to find Wang Xiaoyong's mobile phone number.

The content of her call was very simple, that is, to assign Wang Xiaoyong a dormitory in advance, and after hanging up the phone, Du Qing was very unhappy, and it seemed that Anya was also a little lost.

"Minister Luo, what's the matter, I still want to cultivate a relationship with Xiao Yong, why do I have to divide the dormitory!" Du Qing said sullenly.

Although Wang Xiaoyong didn't mind continuing to live with these two beauties, he still came to the Ministry of Security.

It's just that he is a little puzzled, this allocation of dormitories is not a matter of the Ministry of Security, why did Minister Luo call him personally?

When she arrived at the Ministry of Security, Minister Luo was leisurely drinking tea in the office, and it seemed that she had not had much work recently, and it was very easy.

"Minister Luo!"

Luo Luo waved his hand at Wang Xiaoyong and motioned for him to sit down, "I heard that your dormitory has not yet been confirmed, so I went to help you apply for a dormitory, which can be regarded as a favor for you!"

Wang Xiaoyong was stunned, this woman is straightforward enough to speak, but that's fine, Wang Xiaoyong doesn't want to have anything to do with her.

.。 Vertex m.