Yang Ren didn't notice Uncle Ma's expression in Angkor, and he didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts, his expression was focused, his eyes never left the man's back, and the Zhenyuan hammer slashed across the man's back, as if he was making a beautiful work of art, and he couldn't be sloppy.

Before, Yang Ren moved the hammer like the wind, and others couldn't see his technique clearly, after knocking for about fifteen minutes, Yang Ren slowed down, and the Zhenyuan hammer started from the man's waist, slowly moved up the spine, and drew three circles in a row to the neck.

"Click~" There were three crisp sounds from the man's spine, and the man's whole body was shaken, and he seemed to be able to feel that the misplaced spinal bones had been reset.

The man's eyes were still closed, feeling the changes coming from within his body.

As if the singing reached a climax, it stopped abruptly, and Yang Ren stopped percussion. The man's feeling is still reluctant to stay in the climax stage, and he keeps savoring it, as if the aftermath lingers for three days.

"Alright, let's see if you can come over the head. Yang Ren patted the man's shoulder and said.

The man twisted his neck up and down, left and right, back and forth, there was no obstacle at all, his neck could rotate freely, he stood up again, bent his back and twisted his neck, everything was normal, even better than normal, he laughed excitedly, held Yang Ren's hand with both hands, and said repeatedly: "My head is not crooked, it's really good! Master, you are so good!"

"Okay. Then do you think five thousand is worth it?" Yang Ren asked without losing any time.

"It's worth it!" the man said heartily, of course, he was not a scheming person, so he added: "I just don't know if it will be repeated." ”

"If you come to me repeatedly, I'll be here when it's cloudy!" Yang Ren said with a smile, raising his hand and pointing to his stall.

"That's a good dare!" the man smiled, opened the small bag he was carrying, took out a stack of banknotes from it, counted five thousand, handed it to Yang Ren, and chattered excitedly, "Master, you have excellent medical skills, five thousand is worth it!"

Yang Ren didn't count the number of banknotes he took it, and put it into his pocket like a flash of lightning, for fear that others would see it. He originally only charged fifty, but now the other party has given thousands, what else to count!

"If you think it's good, you can introduce a friend. Yang Ren said happily, to be honest, from setting up the stall to now, he has not met such a good customer.

"It must be!" the man agreed, adding again, "My name is He Youshu, remember my name." Then he shook his head, hummed a tune, and left happily.

"I said, Xiao Yang, where did you get this from?" Uncle Ma finally couldn't help it, and asked with a smile.

"Uncle Ma, do you think this is a trust?" Yang Ren crossed his arms and asked with a smile, without denying it.

"I have been doing business for decades, and I have understood a big truth, all those who bump are good customers, and those who come with you and are comfortable are all greasy. Uncle Ma said earnestly.

"That's right, if it weren't for the trust, you would have made this money too easily! You clearly marked the price of fifty, and added two zeros to the ground, if it was a normal guest, who would accept it?" Angkor replied beside him.

The corners of Yang Ren's mouth hooked up a smile, and he said calmly: "To be honest, I don't know this person, maybe a friend saw that my business was difficult and deliberately invited someone to support me." ”

"There are still such friends?" Uncle Ma said in disbelief, if this was Yang Ren's request, he believed it, if it was invited by a friend, he really didn't believe it. Is there such a good friend in the world?

"Introduce me to that friend of yours. Angkor's eyes were shining, and he had an expression of envy on his face.

"I don't know who this friend is now, if I know, I will definitely introduce it to you!" Yang Ren said generously, he said in his heart, where is there such a friend, you have to say it as a trust, so I said it casually.

"Thank you, Xiao Yang!" Uncle Ma and Angkor smiled. The two of them have been doing business all their lives, and if someone volunteers to help them release water, how can they not be happy!

Next, Yang Ren took out a marker, squatted in front of the wooden board, and added a skimming on the "ten", turning the charging standard into a "five thousand" with a clear price.

"Xiao Yang, are you really bidding for 5,000, aren't you afraid of scaring the guests away?" said Angkor worriedly when he saw it. Angkor had never been in charge of Yang Ren's business before, but since Yang Ren said that he would introduce that good friend to him, he was a little concerned about Yang Ren's business.

"You're too bold, aren't you? You still expect so many people to secretly help you?" Uncle Ma smiled and reproached, like Angkor, he now likes Yang Ren, a young man, and doesn't want the latter to mess up the business.

"Give it a try. Yang Ren said with the old god. He said in his heart that since he had the beginning, he was not afraid of the end.

Next, someone came to ask for the price, and as soon as he saw five thousand, he pulled his legs and left, without looking back.

Yang Ren didn't feel a pity, when the price was fifty before, the guests' reactions were the same.

What is different from before is that whenever someone sees the price tag, they will contribute a little bit of bad luck to him. This is not a bad thing for Yang Ren.

Although he doesn't like evil qi, he needs evil qi to open his hands and eyes, so evil qi may not be a good thing!

Some people think that 5,000 is too expensive, and complain, if I am willing to spend 5,000, it is better to go to a big hospital, why do you come to your stall.

For the departure of such a guest, of course, Yang Ren doesn't care.

In any case, today's harvest is far greater than any previous day, and even greater than the sum of Yang Ren's income from all the time spent setting up the stall.

So Yang Ren was not in a hurry, sat on the chair leisurely, opened his mobile phone to check the news.

Yang Ren doesn't have many friends in his phone, and there are even fewer group circles, so it can be said that there is only a class group, he entered the class group, swiped the screen with his finger, and flipped through the conversations in the group.

"Let me tell you a good news, after testing, I have a divine power gene!" The first person to report the good news in the group was the squad leader Wu Tianchang, and the time was a week ago.

"The squad leader is mighty!"

"In the future, ask the squad leader to cover us!"

"What do you want to do most after the squad leader becomes Superman?"

"After I become Superman, I will maintain world peace and protect the safety of the people like Spider-Man!" Wu Tianchang said domineeringly.

"The squad leader is mighty!"

"Long live the squad leader!"

"The responsibility of slaying demons and protecting the world will be handed over to the squad leader!"

A sound of flattery.

"The position is high, the power is great, the responsibility is great, and the height is unbearable!" Wu Tianchang, the squad leader, pretended to sigh.

"Squad leader, don't worry, I'm here to help you. I also have the Divine Power gene. Xiang Yanxia said happily. The time was two days ago. Xiang Yanxia is the second most beautiful girl in the class, and she has a crush on the class president Wu Tianchang for many years, but the latter likes the school flower Su Jinyi.

"That's great!" the squad leader sent a happy expression.

"I have it too. Mo Fu asked and added, very concise. Mo Fuwen is in the same bedroom as Yang Ren, usually speaks little and does not socialize with people. Unexpectedly, he also has divine power genes.

"Welcome!" the squad leader sent a handshake expression to Mo Fuwen.

"It's amazing that there are so many quasi-supermen in our class!"

"It's definitely a superhuman class of heroes!"