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"You'd better not mess around, or I'll spread the word about today, and you'll be famous. Ye Luo's eyes flashed with a narrow gaze.

"I'm going to kill you right now so you don't have a chance to say it. Cao Pujia shouted coldly, a touch of murder flashed in her eyes.

"Are you sure you can kill me like this?"

Ye Luo waved the belt in his hand and looked at each other with a grin.

Cao Pujia's face changed, and when she looked down, she saw that the belt on her body had fallen into Ye Luo's hands, and the military uniform on her body was still open.

"If you still want to do it, then I might really push you down here and snap you, and you don't blame me then. Ye Luo looked at Cao Pujia with evil eyes.

Cao Pujia's eyes flickered for a moment, and she said coldly: "Give me back the belt." ”

"Well, it's my victory, it's mine. Ye Luo pouted.

Cao Pujia fastened the buttons of her military uniform, and glanced at Ye Luo coldly: "You wait, I will definitely make you look good." ”

After saying this, Cao Pujia turned around and left here quickly.

"Interesting. Ye Luo smiled and left the place slowly as well.

But this time, Ye Luo found that they had run really far after a fight, and they had already run five or six kilometers.

On the way back, Ye Luo saw an old man in white playing Tai Chi in a gazebo in the distance, and there were four middle-aged men in black standing beside him.

Four Saint Realm powerhouses came to protect an old man, and it was not easy to see the identity of this old man.

But just as Ye Luo was about to leave, suddenly the old man who was playing Tai Chi in the pavilion snorted, and suddenly fell to the ground, his face instantly became extremely pale.

Suddenly, the faces of the four middle-aged men changed, and they hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "How are you, old man?"

"Quick, take the old man to the hospital!"

One of them hurriedly shouted, and the four of them were ready to help the old man up and take him to the hospital.

"If you don't want him to die, it's better not to touch him!"

At this time, an indifferent voice exploded in the ears of the four people, and the four of them looked at each other, and saw a young man dressed in ordinary clothes walking over with an indifferent face.

"Who are you? Get out of the way!"

A middle-aged man looked at Ye Luo and shouted coldly, and the four of them were ready to help the old man up.

This young man is naturally Ye Luo, looking at the four people about to help the old man, his brows furrowed, and he appeared here in an instant, and said coldly: "He has an acute cerebral hemorrhage, as long as you move him, he will be ready to lie in bed and become a vegetative person for the rest of his life." ”

"You're a doctor?"

The middle-aged man who spoke before glanced at Ye Luo, his eyes flashed with a different color, and the other three people all looked at him one after another.

Ye Luo didn't speak, and an extra silver needle appeared in his hand and stabbed directly at the Baihui acupoint on the old man's head.

The faces of the four middle-aged men all changed.

"What are you doing?" a middle-aged man snorted coldly, and was about to stop Ye Luo.

"Wait, he's supposed to be doing acupuncture. The other hurriedly said to his companion.

The silver needle in Ye Luo's hand pierced into the old man's Baihui acupoint, the silver needle was not half entered, Ye Luo's two fingers twisted the silver needle and gently rotated, and wisps of Jiuyang True Qi entered his body through the silver needle.

"Big brother, does he really know acupuncture......?

Looking at this scene, the middle-aged man who was about to stop Ye Luo just now looked at the man who stopped him with some concern and said.

"He's not simple. The man, who was obviously the boss, stared at Ye Luo and said, then spit out: "Notify the head of the family immediately and let him bring the doctor over." ”

The other person quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

At this time, Ye Luo's whole energy was on the old man's body, and there were extra silver needles in his hands, which pierced into the acupoints on the top of the old man's head.

The old man had a sudden cerebral congestion, and there was a large amount of congestion squeezed in the brain, if not dealt with in time, the light one would become a vegetative person, and the heavy one would compress the nerves and become brain dead, but fortunately, the old man met Ye Luo, otherwise it would really be over.

Ye Luo kept waving the silver needle in his hand, using acupuncture and Jiuyang True Qi to eliminate the blood congestion in the old man's brain.

After a few minutes of acupuncture treatment, the congestion in the old man's brain had been completely eliminated by Ye Luo, his complexion gradually recovered, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Alright, you're all right. ”

Ye Luo exhaled a breath of turbidity and pulled out all the silver needles on the old man's head, and at this time, the four men with the strength of the Holy Realm all had shocked expressions, they didn't expect that this young man would really know acupuncture, and let the old man wake up so quickly.

"Thank you, little brother!"

The old man looked at Ye Luo with a grateful look on his face.

"It just happened to happen, it's just a gesture!" Ye Luo said lightly.

At this moment, suddenly a car sounded, and soon four Mercedes-Benz cars plus an Audi car with a military license plate appeared here, the door opened, and a group of men dressed in black and with a fierce breath got out of the car.

The door of the Audi car was opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a Mao suit with an elegant temperament walked down first, it was Hou Yaoyang, the head of the Hou family.

Then an old man with a goatee and gray hair came down with a medicine kit, and the two of them walked briskly towards the pavilion.

"Father, are you alright? I received a call from the guards saying that you had a cerebral hemorrhage, this is ......."

That Hou Yaoyang walked into the pavilion, looked at the old man in front of him and said, just looked at the other party standing here with an intact face, and couldn't help but be stunned, even the old man who came with him was stunned.

"I'm fine, thanks to this little brother, otherwise I would have been in danger. The old man said with a smile on his face, looking at Ye Luo.

Hou Yaoyang and the old man holding the medicine box both looked at Ye Luo, their eyes full of surprise.

"Father, you mean that your cerebral hemorrhage was cured by him?" Hou Yaoyang looked at Ye Luo in disbelief.

"That's right, that's right, this little brother woke me up with acupuncture, what a miracle doctor with superb medical skills. The old man looked at Ye Luo with an admiring look.

"Okay, if it's okay, I'll go first. Ye Luo said indifferently.

"Little brother, you saved my life, I, Hou Xiangguo, must thank you well, please follow me to Hou ......" The old man looked at Ye Luo and said quickly.

"No, I still have something to do. ”

Ye Luo walked out of the pavilion as he spoke, but he turned to look at the old man: "But if the shrapnel in your head is not removed, it will soon compress your cranial nerves and cerebrovascular vessels, and your life will really not be saved at that time." ”