Life is about contentment.

The old man of the Ye family once gave Ye Xuan the same small Ye Zi Sandalwood handle on Ye Xuantong's twentieth birthday, which was a delicate foot.

The shape of the handle piece means "contentment".

Ye Xuantong understood that his grandfather was telling himself not to have other ideas, just go on contentedly according to the current trajectory of life.

Ye Xuantong accepted his grandfather's handle, and deliberately pretended to be very happy.

The Ye family has always been the Ye family of grandpa, not the Ye family of any other person. Qiangang's authoritarian grandfather doesn't like other people's arrangements to challenge him, what can Ye Xuantong do except pretend to be happy?

At least, being content with the status quo is another kind of filial piety, right?

Ye Xuantong comforted himself.

Wang Yong doesn't know the inside story.

But he read Ye Xuantong's hesitation, and he also understood the hardships of embarking on this road.

So Wang Yong didn't say any words of encouragement, but said: "If you need it one day, remember to tell me." If you can't do anything else, it's still okay to help you clean up a few jumping clowns. ”

Ye Xuantong was slightly moved. Wang Yong's words are equivalent to handing over his life. Ordinary people like Wang Yong are involved in the affairs of the Shangye family, and they have to peel off their skins if they don't die.

Everyone else was eager to flash far away, but Wang Yong did not hesitate to make such a promise.

"Thank you!" Ye Xuantong sincerely thanked.

"If you're a brother, you don't have to say that. Wang Yong grinned.

"It's a brother!" Ye Xuantong also grinned.

And Wang Yong's next sentence made his smile freeze on his face.

"Hello, Sister Walnut. Wang Yong actually beat the snake and put the stick, and recognized Ye Xuan as a brother, and directly regarded Ye Walnut as a sister.

Is Ye Walnut's brother so easy to be?

Sure enough, I saw Ye Walnut's pretty face covered with a layer of frost, and bursts of killing intent shot out of his eyes.

She looked at Wang Yong, her fists clenched and gurgled: "It seems that there is still an account between us that has not been settled, right? brother!"

The words brother bit very hard, and the chill went straight to the bottom of my heart.

Wang Yong wanted to open his mouth to agree, but it also became silent.

Wang Yong looked at the sky and muttered to himself: "It's not early, I have to go to the hospital quickly." Otherwise, the hospital will be closed in a moment. ”

How against his will to say this, even the bald man who just came over couldn't look at it.

"Teacher Wang, it's just half past eleven, and it's still six or seven hours before dark. Besides, the hospital on our side of the school is a big hospital, and there are people on duty 24 hours a day. Why is it closed?" said the bald man.

Facing the uprightness of the bald man, Wang Yong only felt heartache, as if he had been stuck with a knife in his heart.

"I'm not in a hurry! I'm afraid that the wound will become inflamed and affect the treatment. If this leads to amputation, won't you feel guilty?" Wang Yong defended.

Who knew that the bald man and Ye Xuantong shook their heads in unison, saying that they would not.

Wang Yong stroked his forehead and lamented that he had met a pig teammate.

Ye Walnut looked at Wang Yong's performance coldly, and said after a while: "Isn't it just a skin injury?"

"Skin trauma?!" Wang Yong exclaimed angrily. "See, big sister! This is a bullet! This is called a skin wound?"

Ye Walnut looked at Wang Yong's palm as if he was really watching it seriously.

It wasn't until Wang Yong's face was slightly red and he was a little embarrassed that Ye Walnut suddenly flipped his wrist and pinched Wang Yong's palm.

There is a bullet embedded in the palm of the palm, and if someone pinches it hard, how much does it hurt?

Wang Yong screamed like a pig on the spot. Because it was so painful, not only the wound was painful, but the place where the leaf walnut pinched it was even more painful.

"You stinky mother-in-law, let it go! You are deliberately retaliating!" Wang Yong was so angry that he even scolded out the swear words.

The rabbit is anxious and bites, and the Buddha still has three points of anger. Wang Yong was so hurt by the leaf walnut, how could he not be in a hurry?

In the face of Wang Yong's swearing, Ye Walnut's response was very simple.

pinched Wang Yong's hand and exerted a little more force.

Wang Yong's forehead was sweating, grinning in pain, and he couldn't even speak.

Ye Xuantong and the bald man looked at Wang Yong sympathetically, and the two quietly took a step back.

Even a big man like a bald man can see that Ye Walnut is not easy to provoke, but Wang Yong is provoked. Who can be blamed for this?

"If you don't let go, don't blame me for biting!" Wang Yong threatened.

Ye Walnut was indifferent, pinching Wang Yong's hand and suddenly turning, breaking Wang Yong's wrist in the opposite direction.

The palm was also broken upward, and the bullet from the wound formed a bump, piercing into the bone, making it more painful.

Just when Wang Yong was in unbearable pain and was about to get angry. saw Ye Walnut's fingers grasping and pressing on Wang Yong's palm.

The next moment, Wang Yong only felt a great suction coming from Ye Walnut's hand.

The blood and bullet at the wound were all pulled by this suction force, and slowly moved outward.

When the dirty blood was about to touch Ye Walnut's finger, Ye Walnut suddenly pulled.

The bullet and the blood bounced out in an instant, spilling on the ground.

With a clang, the bullet rolled a few times and stopped at Wang Yong's feet.

And Wang Yong seemed to be sluggish, looking at the warhead under his feet in a daze. After a while, I looked at the wound in the palm of my hand again.

The bullet was pulled out, and the blood on the wound was also bright red, with no signs of contamination.

Except for the deep hole in the bone, there was no indication that it had ever been pierced by a bullet.

Amazing!

This was Wang Yong's first reaction to Ye Walnut's hand.

What Wang Yong felt just now seemed to be a kind of Tai Chi stickiness, but it was not exactly the same. It's like someone pulling out a bullet with a vacuum extractor.

To be able to do this, how far has Ye Walnut's use of strength reached the point of being superb?

Wang Yong couldn't even imagine it.

In the art of national art, if you don't get to that point, you will never know how difficult it is. It often feels like there is only a layer of skin through it, but it takes decades to penetrate it.

For the strength of the leaf walnut, Wang Yong can't even understand it, how can he learn it?

"Crush it and rub it on the wound, and it will heal in less than a week. This time it's a slight punishment, and there will be a next time. I'll chop off your hand!" Ye Hetao threw a red pill to Wang Yong and said viciously.

Wang Yong took the pill and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it. A strong smell of incense came to his nose, and the irritated Wang Yong sneezed twice in a row.

Crush the walnut according to the instructions of the leaf walnut and apply it to the wound. Within a moment, Wang Yong felt that the wound was cool, and the pain was greatly reduced.

"What a panacea!" Wang Yong couldn't help but admire.

"Hmph, count you as knowledgeable! This is what my master refined by collecting all kinds of spiritual grasses on Mount Emei, and outsiders can't buy them even if they spend money. If it weren't for the fact that you saved my brother, I wouldn't be willing to use it for you!" Ye Walnut raised his head and said.

Wang Yong sneered and didn't speak.

The potency of this pill is more than ten times better than that of Yunnan Baiyao. The ingredients of Yunnan Baiyao have always been a state secret, and even scientific instruments cannot detect them, and the value of the formula is immeasurable.

The pill refined by Master Ye Walnut is probably worth more than Yunnan Baiyao.

If it can be mass-produced...... Wang Yong was drunk just thinking about it.

Coupled with Ye Walnut's kung fu that was far beyond him, Wang Yong suddenly grabbed Ye Walnut's clothes regardless of life or death.

"Woman, take me! I'm willing to be your little follower!"

Ye Walnut was stunned, and then pouted: "This girl doesn't want a stupid and stupid follower like you!"

Wang Yong, who was deeply hit, did not give up, and continued to stick to Ye Walnut and said: "It's okay if you don't accept me, then can you tell me how to send a few kinds of strength just now?"

"Not good!"

"Why don't you point me in and help me step into the darkness?"

"Don't think!"

"It doesn't work, it doesn't work either. Then you can tell me the recipe for this pill, right?"

Ye Walnut finally got annoyed, turned his head to look at Wang Yong, and asked a word.

"Do you want to die?"

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