"What do you need with so many dogs?"

Zhang Yang raised his head, glanced at the three big men with a smile and continued: "You offended people and were lowered. ”

The so-called generals, mainly popular in Southeast Asia, have similarities with Miao Jiang Gu, and are famous for controlling the curse of things that are poisonous to yin.

There is even a legend that after Miao Jiang Gu spread to Southeast Asia, it was improved by the locals, so it has the current head reduction.

It is said that the most powerful head lowering master can control the resentment of the baby in the stillborn womb, so that he can obey his orders, so as to take revenge on his enemies.

Of course, it takes a very high degree of magic cultivation and courage to make zuò this kind of head lowering, and I heard that the baby's chin should be baked with a candle, and the corpse oil should be refined to keep the baby's soul and seal it.

In order to achieve the long-term goal of control, it is necessary to find the same babies of the opposite sex to control the soul in the same way, so that they will not reduce the effect of lowering their heads because of loneliness.

Of course, lowering the head does not necessarily mean harming people, and after controlling the unjust soul, you can bring good luck to the person who surrenders according to the wishes of the head lowering master, and even bring a lot of money to some businessmen.

The person who surrendered to Mr. Mo obviously did not have such a high level of cultivation, but just an ordinary toad lowered its head, and the toad's soul was transmitted through guò hair, blood, and other transmission routes, causing the current illness.

"TMD, who are you scolding?" The big man who searched him just now immediately scolded angrily.

"Shut up!"

Mr. Mo shouted, glanced at the big man, and continued: "The little doctor is treating me, and you are talking wildly, you just don't take me seriously, shouldn't you let you have a longer memory?" ”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the big man next to him.

Bang Bang Bang ......

A resounding slap in the face was particularly harsh in the living room.

"Little doctor, I usually don't manage it properly, don't blame you for offending you."

When Mr. Mo rushed towards Zhang Yang, a gentle smile immediately appeared on his face, which was in stark contrast to the ferocity just now.

When he saw Zhang Yang, he saw his illness at a glance, and knew that he must indeed be skilled in medicine, so he would punish his subordinates in order to achieve the purpose of currying favor with Zhang Yang.

The slapping continued, and the big man who beat people did not care about the identity of his companion, and every slap was extraordinarily hard.

The beaten man was already red and swollen like steamed buns, and a trail of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't dare to resist in the slightest.

"Mr. Mo, how can I blame me?"

Zhang Yang continued with a look of embarrassment on his face: "If you want to fight, let him go outside to fight, it will not be good to affect the treatment here." ”

As soon as his words came out, not only Mr. Mo was stunned, but even the three big men next to him immediately cast hateful and contemptuous glances.

I thought to myself, who is this TMD? Especially the big man who was beaten, he even had the heart to kill him.

"Yes, yes."

Mr. Mo's words revealed a hint of helplessness, and he said to the two: "Didn't you hear? Go outside and fight, don't get in the way here. ”

"You say I've been decapitated?"

"Yes, have you recently left Huaxia to Southeast Asia?"

"No! I've always been in Huaxia. ”

"yes, got it." Zhang Yang smiled and continued: "Do you feel itchy and unbearable, but you don't know which part of your body to scratch, the whole body is like a thousand insects biting. ”

A person who has endured such torture can still talk and laugh with himself, Zhang Yang can't help but admire his endurance, and at the same time has a strong curiosity about him.

Of course, he said this to make him trust himself more.

"Yes, yes, is there a way to cure it?"

Zhang Yang didn't answer, but raised his arm, and there were two more subtle silver needles in his hand, which gently stabbed at the acupuncture point in Mr. Mo's belly.

The fingers flicked on it a few times, and with a slight rotation, the Jiuyang True Fire continued to enter the body with the silver needle.

Mr. Mo felt the warm current surging in his body, and the original itchy and unbearable feeling suddenly disappeared a lot, and a complex and smug smile appeared on his face.

"There is no rice vinegar, mustard, ginger, garlic." After a moment, Zhang Yang raised his head and asked.

"Yes, yes, I'll get it right away."

At this time, Mr. Mo was already convinced of him, and hurriedly shouted at the door: "Come on, go to the kitchen and get rice vinegar, ginger and mustard." ”

After the middle-aged woman opened the door and walked in, she heard his command, ran out in a panic, and quickly took these things in.

In fact, Zhang Yang also knows that the things he wants are all necessary in ordinary kitchens, and it is not difficult to make up.

"What do you want these things for?" Mr. Mo's fat face showed a hint of horror and doubt.

In fact, he knew that he was knowingly asking, just expecting a miracle to happen, just don't let yourself eat it.

A bag of rice vinegar, a few pieces of ginger, a bottle of mustard, and a few heads of garlic were placed on the table, Zhang Yang glanced at it and said, "Of course I ate it, but the sooner the effect, the better." ”

"But ......"

"There is no other way, lowering the head belongs to the supreme yin, and these things can stimulate the flow of blood, prompting you to expel the venom from your body."

"Is there no other way? Can I add treatment fees? ”

He couldn't imagine how painful it would be to eat these things, and asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"Nope." Zhang Yang dismissed his thoughts without hesitation.

In fact, Jiuyang True Fire has already dissolved the toxicity in his body, but Zhang Yang saw such a sinister and vicious person, and it was not his style to prevent him from suffering a little.

"Okay!"

Mr. Mo's fat face twisted and changed a few times, and after a long sigh, he grabbed the rice vinegar on the table and poured it into his mouth.

The expression on his fat face changed from red to purple, from purple to yellow......

After continuous transformation, all these hard-to-swallow things were finally eliminated, and the whole person leaned on the sofa as if he had collapsed, panting heavily.

"Go out and run fifty laps around the villa, and then frog jump fifty times." Zhang Yang didn't give him the slightest chance to stop.

"I ......"

"There's no way, if you want to treat the disease, you have to suffer a little, otherwise the toxicity will attack the heart, and the taste of the belly swelling and the five internal organs will be even more uncomfortable." Zhang Yang smiled and threatened.

His words had an obvious effect, and Mr. Mo's eyes flashed with fierceness, but he still stood up and ran out with his fat body twisted.

The villa is not big, and the front and back gardens are only a few tens of meters away.

Even so, for Mr. Mo, who is obese but sick, every lap is a torment.

"Boss, is his illness really cured?" Wang Yang saw that Mr. Mo's stomach had not changed, and asked curiously.

What's more, he has also felt that the other party is not a character to be messed with, and if he can't be cured after tossing for a long time, the other party will definitely not let them go.

"Well, it's cured, don't worry!"

"Great, how much does it cost?"

Wang Yang showed an excited look on his face, and after pondering for a while, he said, "For such an incurable disease, it will cost at least one million to be cost-effective. ”

Last time, Zhang Yang said that this patient number would be divided into half of himself, and he could earn a lot more if he could order more, so he would definitely not let go of such a good opportunity.

"The other party doesn't want to give a penny, don't you see it?"

"TMD, why don't you give it? It is only natural to give money for treatment. ”

"With their posture, even if they don't give it to you, what can you do to them?"

From Mr. Mo slapping his subordinates just now, he knew that the other party definitely didn't want to give a penny, and it would be better to cheat, but this posture would not spare himself and Wang Yang.

Some people are rich, even rich, but they love money as much as their lives.

Because they paid for it with their lives, don't expect them to give it to others.

Mention money to them, they'd rather take your life.

Because as long as they kill you, they will save a sum of money.

They will be ruthless for this, and other people's lives are not taken seriously to them at all.

When he saw Mr. Mo for the first time, Zhang Yang saw that he belonged to this kind of person.

"And you're going to treat him?"

When Wang Yang heard his analysis, his face immediately showed frustration and continued: "Damn, I will add one more to the propaganda in the future, pay first and then treat." ”

……

"Let's go, let's go outside and have a look."

Zhang Yang didn't care about money, and what he was curious about was that lowering his head was not common in Huaxia.

What's more, in Mr. Mo's cunning eyes, he saw that this person must have something to hide, and his curiosity prompted him to want to find out.

The two who had slapped outside had stopped their movements, staring at the boss panting and circling around the villa.

The beaten man's face was swollen like a pig's head. The corners of his mouth were bloody, and it could be seen that the strength of the big man who beat people was not reduced by half a point because he left the boss.

It's not that they are not united, but they are afraid that the boss will really be held accountable, and neither side can afford this responsibility, and they are still very clear about the boss's ruthlessness.

After running five laps, Mr. Mo's body was obviously shaking and shaking, and finally he couldn't support it and fell to the side of the road, vomiting incessantly.

He couldn't help but be shocked when he saw what he had vomited out.

I saw that there were a lot of white insects a few centimeters long wriggling inside, disgusting and terrifying.

"Mr. Mo, you can't stop, keep running." Zhang Yang shouted loudly with a smile.

Mr. Mo glanced at him hatefully, wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up and continued to circle around the villa.

He believed in Zhang Yang, and the patients should be grateful after being cured, but for the sinister and ruthless him, he would not be grateful at all.

At the same time, he was angry about his own ugliness, and made up his mind to teach the two of them a good lesson after being cured.

With each extra lap, he would squat on the ground and vomit wildly, but his body became lighter and lighter, and his swollen stomach slowly subsided.

Finally, after jumping fifty frog jumps, the whole person had collapsed, lying on the ground without regard for face, sweating profusely, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

"Is my illness cured?" Seeing Zhang Yang squatting beside him, Mr. Mo swallowed hard and asked with a wry smile.

"Almost." Zhang Yang said with a smile.