Chapter Seventy-Two: The First World War
"Shall I come, then?"
Nie Yu slowly stood up and glanced at the audience.
"Since there is no one in Dragon City to represent it, only me, a person from a 'poor' background, is here."
His words were originally meaningful, satirizing Yang Kailin, a rich child whose relationship has come to this day.
Sure enough, hearing Nie Yu's words, Yang Kailin's face was even more pale, and he glared at Nie Yu angrily.
"How's that, do you have faith?"
Li Yina asked in a whisper on the side, a flash of worry flashing in her eyes.
"It's okay, don't worry."
Nie Yu stood up and looked at the tables that had been set up in the center of the venue, which were filled with various colors of venom in test tubes.
"These are all common venoms in medicine, and the annual mortality rate is more than 50 percent!"
The president's voice was loud, he looked around, and said indifferently.
"If you dare, come up and compete with the two of you."
There was a commotion around him, and more than a dozen people slowly walked up to him, looked at each other, and finally, injected the needle into his right arm.
Ten minutes later, there were still people who gradually fell unconscious, lost consciousness, wailed all over the place, and were carried down for rescue.
After a while, only Nie Yu and Yang Kailin were still standing on the stage.
"What, will your silver needle still hold up?"
Yang Kailin narrowed his eyes, looked at Nie Yu's body that gradually began to shake, and asked disdainfully.
And beside him are well-equipped rescue measures, as well as medical staff who are ready to fight.
"Well, if you admit defeat now, it's still too late."
Looking at Nie Yu, whose face was gradually pale, Yang Kailin became more and more presumptuous.
And on the stage, the appearance of a figure also completely stimulated Nie Yu's fighting spirit.
"Yang has become? Sure enough, it's you. ”
He is very familiar with the appearance of the other party, and if he can do this kind of thing, I am afraid that only Yang has become it.
"Nie Yu, you've done so much, what's the use? Isn't it still trampled under the feet of our Yanjing people? I, Yang, have achieved disobedience to you! ”
A touch of gloom flashed in Yang Jicheng's eyes, and he stared at Nie Yu viciously.
"If you dare, take the last cup, if you succeed, I will leave Huaxia forever, and at the same time, release Changcheng and your Jiang family!"
Jiang's family, killed?
Nie Yu clenched his fists and hammered the table with resentment, and Qin Yingying and Li Yina below were even more worried when they saw him like this, for fear that he would be impulsive and do something stupid.
"Nie Yu, don't, the other party is persecuting you!"
Seeing Nie Yu gradually lose his mind, Qin Yingying hurriedly shouted upward.
But Nie Yu took out a brand-new needle, mixed all the venom together, and slowly injected it into his body.
"Yang Kailin, if you don't dare, you'll admit it!"
Yang Kailin, who was forced to a dead end, looked at the young master of the Yang family pitifully, and did not dare to move.
"This ......"
Obviously, he didn't have such courage as Nie Yu!
"Don't hurry up yet, what are you doing in a daze!"
Yang Jicheng shouted, and the people around him had cold faces, stepped forward and pressed Yang Jicheng down on the table, forcibly injecting venom into his body.
"Ahh
Yang Kailin exclaimed, panting heavily, cold sweat and tears flowed down together, and his body was constantly trembling.
"Quick, go to the rescue!"
While instructing the surrounding medical staff, Yang Jicheng roared while observing Nie Yu's state.
Nie Yu only felt chills all over his body, the world was spinning, and even the things around him became blurry, Li Yina stepped forward, hugged Nie Yu, and stuffed a small Gu worm into his nose, but he coughed it out vigorously!
"Ahem."
Accompanied by snot coming out of his nose, there were also large strands of blood, Nie Yu's consciousness gradually blurred, and as soon as his eyes were dark, he was about to fall.
In the dark sight, Jiang Shihan's appearance appeared in front of him, and with him, there was Qin Yingying's grandfather, his master.
"Master......"
Nie Yu muttered quietly, sealed the acupoints around his heart with a silver needle, and stood up strongly.
He tore open his shirt, and countless pitch-black meridians flowed upstream, constantly pouring into his heart, Nie Yu frowned, and had a plan.
"Pill, Yingying, bring me Tianlong Ding!"
Qin Yingying put the heavy big tripod in front of him and started the fire, but Yang Jicheng had a look of disdain.
"Hehe, pills? Sure enough, it's a barefoot doctor, and even the treatment method is so old-fashioned, I think, you are going to die here today, Jiang Shihan is still cheap for me! ”
But Nie Yu didn't hear it, his stiff hands tried hard to restrain the fire, took out a few rare herbs from his pocket, stuffed them into the ding, and stood with difficulty.
"Failed."
Looking at the pitch-black mass in the pot, Qin Yingying said disappointedly, and her eyes changed from worry to despair.
"No, not yet."
Nie Yu suddenly remembered the ancient book that the Heavenly Doctor had returned, which recorded in detail the method of using qi to luck needles and qi luck fire.
"Up!"
Closing his eyes and staring, Nie Yu felt the temperature of Tianlong Ding with his heart, and at the same time, at the fingertips, a small flame flashed!
The flames instantly warmed the Tianlong Ding, burning all the residues into ashes, and at the same time, it was also condensing into a small elixir!
"That's it."
Nie Yu took the pill, only to feel full of energy, and then, he vomited frantically, black blood all over the place!
"The poison is broken!"
After a while, Nie Yu raised his hands and looked around the audience at the same time, and Yang Kailin died tragically, which was stronger and which was weaker, it was clear at a glance.
"Ugh."
The elder on the stage sighed, and at the same time, the eyes that looked at Nie Yu also changed.
"Yang has become a family, what else do you Yang family have to say?"
The elder's eyes widened, and Yang Jicheng, who was reprimanded, didn't even dare to breathe.
"I was wrong, I'll let go of the Jiang family."
Clenched his fists, although Yang Jicheng was not angry, since even the chairman said so, he did not dare to complain in the slightest.
"Hehe, sure enough, the divine doctor is alive, I don't know who the master is, are you interested in going to Yanjing for further study?"
Nie Yu gasped heavily, looking at the kind old man in front of him, he actually had a trace of suspicion.
Could it be that the master is not talking about the Yang family, but ......
"Which hospital are you?"
Nie Yu still asked politely, and at the same time looked at the old man suspiciously.
"I'm not worth mentioning, it's just a small workshop in Yanjing."
The old man shook his head slowly, but was laughed at by the people around him.
If they are small workshops, I am afraid that there are few people in the whole of China who can compare with them.
"The old steward in the Summer Palace, my junior brother, is from your Dragon City."
There was a touch of evil in the old man's eyes, and Nie Yu also felt it instantly, creepy!
It turned out to be him!