Zhao Jiabin rolled on the ground several times before finally stopping.

However, before he could curse and vent, Meng Fan followed him in three or two steps and grabbed his head, beat him violently, and finally stopped after hitting his nose and swollen face.

"Give you two choices, the first is to become the same fate as Paul, and the second is to hand over Zheng Zixu to me." Meng Fan lifted him up with one hand and threatened.

It was only at this time that the bodyguards in the Zhao family's villa noticed that something was wrong here and hurried over, but Mao was of no use, because their boss was in Meng Fan's hands.

"If you don't want him to die, get out of here." Meng Fan pinched Zhao Jiabin's neck and roared angrily.

Subconsciously, those people who wanted to rush up just now stopped instantly, you look at me, I look at you and start to go backwards.

"Last name...... The surname is Meng, killing people is not enough, you and our Zhao family have no deep hatred at all, why do you want to do this to our Zhao family? Why put Zhao Gang to death? Probably because of suffocation, Zhao Jiabin blushed and scolded angrily.

Meng Fan's face was calm, and he said indifferently: "If you people come out earlier, you may be able to save Zhao Gang's life." Therefore, I can only blame you for not educating your son well. ”

"You...... You're fart, aren't you going to kill me? Come...... Come on......" like crazy, Zhao Jiabin actually began to harden up.

Click――

Meng Fan grabbed his wrist and pulled it easily, and his entire arm was dislocated in an instant, and he said lightly: "I once said that Zhao Gang and Zhang Xiao must die alone, but whoever dies depends on who provokes me without knowing the sky!" I originally planned to solve the Zhang family, but unfortunately, your Zhao Gang repeatedly provoked, and Xue Ying and I couldn't come to negotiate, even your old man was so deceitful, do you think I still need to be soft-hearted? ”

Zhao Jiabin realized at this moment how naïve his problem was, and all the responsibility was on his father.

"Okay, if you don't want to break your other arm, hand over Zheng Zixu to me immediately." Meng Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense, and tightened Zhao Jiabin's arm.

This time, he didn't refute it.

The expression of severe pain on his face nodded fiercely, drooped his head, and led Meng Fan towards the basement where Zheng Zixu was being held.

I have to say that Zheng Zixu is really fateful, he lost an arm and shed so much blood, and it is a miracle that he is still alive.

Bang Dang -

With a loud bang, the door of the dark and damp basement was kicked open, and then, Meng Fan ordered someone to turn on the light below, and then walked down with one hand holding Zhao Jiabin's neck.

When Meng Fan saw Zheng Zixu's scene, he was still shocked, he may have been mentally prepared for a long time, but he never expected it to be so ferocious.

The blood in the place had dried up, Zheng Zixu was lying motionless in a pool of blood like a corpse, only a faint breathing sound remained, and the food delivered this morning was still on the side, not moving at all.

"Second uncle, second uncle......"

There is no way, from Zheng Jiayi's point of view, Meng Fan must call the second uncle, pinching Zhao Jiabin with one hand, freeing up the other hand, grabbing Zheng Zixu's arm and dragging him up.

It's just that Zheng Zixu, who passed out, didn't notice it at all, tilted his head and leaned directly on Meng Fan like a puddle of mud.

"Come two people, help him out for me." While Meng Fan spoke, he didn't forget to pinch Zhao Jiabin in his hand.

No way, this is his token.

Sure enough, the two men in black quickly walked down and obediently put Zheng Zixu out.

During this period, Zhao Jiabin wanted to refute and protest more than once, but every time he was about to open his mouth to speak, Meng Fan's hand on his Adam's apple could almost strangle himself, thinking of this, he had to obediently give up resisting.

When the group came out of the basement, Meng Fan put Zheng Zixu on his shoulder, and with his other hand, he was very reluctant to hold Zhao Jiabin hostage, and said: "Remember, tell the boss of your family, if you have the ability to let him come to me, this matter has nothing to do with the Zheng family, if you dare to make trouble with the Zheng family again, I believe that your Zhao family will definitely die." ”

After speaking, he let go of Zhao Jiabin and left with Zheng Zixu, who was still breathing.

The man in black who had always stood aside wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Zhao Jiabin stretching out his hand, he knew very well that if these subordinates couldn't kill Meng Fan in the past, even if they killed Zheng Zixu, the next person to die would be himself.

When Meng Fan came out of Zhao's house, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped at the door, the door opened, and a young man ran over as soon as possible: "Meng Shao, I was sent by Chairman Zheng, you can get in the car." ”

Meng Fan was stunned for a moment, but fortunately he knew the young man in front of him, it was the security guard of the Zheng family, so he simply let down his vigilance, and then put Zheng Zixu into the car.

"Quick, hurry up."

As soon as he got in the car, Meng Fan immediately urged the young man and said: "He is bleeding too much, you must hurry up and treat him immediately." ”

"Will you be sent directly to the hospital?" The young man hurriedly started the car and asked as he turned around.

"I'm a doctor, what hospital to send to? Go straight home. ”

After speaking, Meng Fan quickly escaped from his pocket with a few silver needles and stabbed at the unconscious Zheng Zixu.

Meng Fan knew that after this night's torture, Zheng Zixu had many acupuncture points and organs in his body that had entered necrosis, and he had to be rescued quickly.

The young man drove the car very fast, almost like a drag racing car along the way, and after about fifteen minutes, he finally came to the door of the Zheng family's villa.

At this time, Old Man Zheng was already waiting in front of the door with all the people of the Zheng family in a wheelchair, and when he saw the vehicle coming back, Old Man Zheng immediately asked, "How is it?" Did you bring it back? ”

After all, it is his own son, and Old Man Zheng said that he didn't care, it was nonsense, and it could be seen that he was more distressed than anyone else.

The car door opened, Meng Fan got out of the car with Zheng Zixu who had passed out, and immediately said, "Grandpa Zheng, hurry up and bring the arm I asked you to put in the ice water." ”

Rumble!

In a word, the audience was in an uproar.

"Can it still be connected?"

"What are you kidding? This...... How is this possible? ”

In the crowd, they began to talk one after another, and everyone's faces were full of unbelievable expressions, obviously very disbelieving.

"What are you still doing? Hurry up. ”

Although Old Man Zheng didn't know what Meng Fan was going to do, he believed that this kid could always create miracles, and there was nothing he couldn't do.

You must know that in medicine, if a person's severed arm or other severed limbs take more than half an hour and are not soaked in ice water, then they will never be connected.

Besides, even if it is soaked in ice water within half an hour, even if it is connected, this arm is equivalent to being wasted, and there is no way to use it at all, after all, there is no way to recover the nerves.

However, from yesterday to today, it has been almost twenty-four hours, and Meng Fan actually asked for this arm.

Zheng Zixu was placed in the living room, Meng Fan wrote down a recipe, and asked people to go to the pharmacy to grab the medicine according to what he wrote, and then boil and decoct the medicine as quickly as possible.

Women avoid, men onlookers.

The reason is very simple, because Zheng Zixu's whole body has been stripped naked, Meng Fan took out all the one hundred and twenty-eight silver needles he had prepared, and then put them aside one by one, and asked Zheng Zhifeng to disinfect himself.

"Little ...... Xiao Fan, are you going to connect his arm? Zheng Dexun asked tremblingly.

Although he has been fighting for half his life, this is related to his own son, how can it be possible to say that he doesn't care? Once a person touches the place of his own murder, no matter how mature a person is, he is still a child.

Meng Fan's nervous forehead was covered with sweat, tensed his nerves, nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa Zheng." ”

Ahh

There was an exclamation from the crowd, and Zheng Zhifeng asked, "Didn't you say that you can't pick it up in more than half an hour?" ”

"Hehe, that's someone else, for me, as long as this arm is not all necrotic, there is still hope for treatment, of course, it will take a long time to recover." Meng Fan smiled proudly like a little soldier showing off his trophies.

Zheng Dexun was shocked and almost broke his jaw, and asked with excitement: "You...... What did you say? Recovery? Just the same as before? ”

Meng Fan nodded vigorously again, and said with great certainty: "Grandpa Zheng, you just wait and see, I will definitely be able to do it if I say it." ”

Puff -

Before he finished his words, Zheng Dexun rolled down from the wheelchair, pushed away everyone's obstacles, and knelt down for Meng Fan on the spot: "Meng Fan, you are the great benefactor of your grandfather's family, this worship, you have to ......"

"Grandpa, what are you kidding, get up, get up."

Meng Fanke was frightened, and dragged Old Man Zheng to the wheelchair with one hand, and said fearfully after a while: "Grandpa, what kind of age are you?" You make such a joke on me, isn't this giving me a long life? ”

"Xiaofan, grandpa...... Grandpa really didn't know what to say. ”

Zheng Dexun cried, this old guy who was sick and paralyzed and didn't shed tears back then, this time he actually cried.

His eyes were red, he raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, and he really didn't know what to say when the words came to his lips.

"Grandpa, stop talking, I'm going to start."

Without the heart to chat anymore, Meng Fan pierced fifty-six silver needles from Zheng Zixu's heart, and then pierced the broken arm separately, from front to back, from the inside to the outside, all of them were slow silver needles.

At the same time, Meng Fan held his breath and concentrated, put one hand on the stump arm to secretly luck, and silently recited "Coiling Dragon Decision" in his mouth, and a faint gas flowed out of the palm of his hand and slowly entered the stump arm.

It's just that everyone standing on the side didn't understand what Meng Fan was doing, they were more looking forward to the result, and wanted to see how Meng Fan connected a broken arm through traditional Chinese medicine.

Gradually, Meng Fan's body began to tremble, he picked up the stump arm with one hand, aimed at the cleaned wound, closed his eyes slightly, turned his back to everyone, and began to instill that trace of true qi into it.

Of course, he was not superstitious about ghosts and gods, but used his true qi to activate all the cells on the stump arm.

Puff -

Suddenly, Meng Fan knelt on the ground, everyone's hearts tightened, and they subconsciously wanted to rush up: "Meng Fan, what's wrong with you?" ”

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