"Bastard, what qualifications do you have to say such things to Mr. Chen?"

Just as Sun Moqian was questioning Chen Zhan, a cold angry shout suddenly came from behind him, followed by Sun Simiao's stride meteor and walked in!

"Smack-"

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Sun Simiao slapped Sun Moqian in the face.

"Ahh

Sun Moqian screamed and fell backwards three meters away, he covered his cheeks and asked puzzledly, "Grandpa, what are you hitting me for?" It's this bastard who steals our anti-heaven eight needles, you hurry up and call the police to arrest him......"

"I killed your turtle grandson, and I only learned a little fur, so I dare to show off in front of Mr. Chen?"

Sun Simiao was heartbroken: "Even your grandfather and I have to be a man with my tail between my legs in front of Mr. Chen, what are you?" Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Chen—"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and he stretched out his hand and a series of "papa" slaps on his grandson's face.

"Master, I'm sorry, it's me who can't discipline this little beast and offend you, please punish you!"

Sun Simiao knelt at Chen Zhan's feet with a sincere face, tears and snot.

"Master?"

When Sun Simiao said this, whether it was Zhao Qiankun or Sun Moqian, their eyes widened in disbelief.

No one expected that Sun Simiao, vice president of the Longguo Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, would call Chen Zhan his master?

How the fuck is this possible?

"Grandpa, what did you just say...... This kid is your master? ”

Sun Moqian subconsciously spoke.

"Uncle You, do you dare to insult Mr. Chen until now?"

Sun Simiao looked like he hated iron but not steel: "Let me tell you, this Eight Needles Against the Sky was taught to me by Mr. Chen himself, and the master I told you is also Mr. Chen Zhan Chen!" ”

"According to the seniority of our Chinese medicine community, you have to call Mr. Chen!"

"What are you still doing? Hurry up and kowtow to your master and apologize—"

Seeing that his grandson was still standing in a daze, Sun Simiao was angry, and according to his buttocks, he kicked his legs: "Apologize!" ”

He was originally in retreat to study the Eight Needles Against the Heavens, but there were three difficulties that he had not been able to figure out, so he thought about going out of the customs to ask Chen Zhan for advice and inquiry.

But he didn't have Chen Zhan's contact information, so he had no choice but to go to Old Man Shen for help, and Shen Nanfei said that his granddaughter took Chen Zhan to treat Zhao Qiankun.

So Sun Simiao ran over to see the true power of the eight needles again!

But he never expected that his grandson would actually slander Chen Zhan for stealing the eight needles against the sky?

This made Sun Simiao almost scared to pee!

He didn't care about any etiquette, so he rushed out and slapped his grandson twice.

"Division...... Father?? I ......"

Sun Moqian's whole person was sluggish, he knelt down tremblingly, and said incoherently: "Yes, yes, yes, no, no...... up, I'm ......."

"You wicked, I'll kill you—"

Seeing that Chen Zhan didn't speak, Sun Simiao took it for granted that he was still angry, so he took off his shoes and slapped his grandson's head fiercely.

"Oops~"

Chen Zhan grabbed Sun Moqian, who was rolling on the ground in pain, and stood up to persuade (Gong Huo): "Old Sun, what are you doing here?" Just give you seventy or eighty strokes, and any more will kill you......"

The muscles at the corners of Sun Simiao's mouth twitched slightly, he was about to stop, but when he heard this, he was beaten again.

While fighting back, he smiled: "What did Mr. Chen say, if I don't hit a hundred times today, I will definitely not be able to!" ”

Sun Moqian, who was beaten into a pig's head, cried and howled: "Master, I'm sorry, it's the apprentice grandson who has no eyes, I'm sorry, please don't let my grandfather beat me again, ahhhhhhh......hh

"Ahem~"

Looking at Sun Moqian, who had a blue nose and swollen face, Chen Zhan cleared his throat and said, "Sun Guoshou, what do you think you are doing?" Xiao Sun, he didn't mean to offend me, so let's let him go back and face the wall for three days, and don't fight the rest. ”

He pinched Sun Moqian's chin, glanced back and forth twice, shook his head and sighed: "You see, I was beaten by my grandfather, I guess my mother doesn't know me......"

"Alas, what a wreck!"

"You little brute, why don't you hurry up and thank Mr. Chen!"

Sun Simiao's heart ached, and he hurriedly scolded Sun Moqian.

"Thank you...... Thank you, Master......"

Sun Moqian was like being struck by lightning, and he reflexively thanked him respectfully.

"Get out!"

Sun Simiao kicked Sun Moqian away to prevent him from continuing to be beaten.

When the farce was over, Chen Zhan didn't pay attention to the others, sat back next to Zhao Qiankun, and continued to administer needles to him!

…………

Fifteen minutes later!

After Chen Zhan finished applying the needle, his right hand was in Zhao Qiankun's dantian and clapped it with a "bang".

"Poof—"

Zhao Qiankun got up suddenly, and a mouthful of black blood gushed out.

This scene frightened the housekeeper Zhongbo and the others who accompanied the doctor, and they glared at Chen Zhan with an angry face.

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

"How the do you dare to hurt Zhao Ye? I'll kill you—"

"Yes, let's go up together, kill him quickly!"

Everyone rolled up their sleeves while scolding, ready to rush up and chop Chen Zhan into meat puree.

"Stop—"

At this moment, a majestic cold drink suddenly sounded.

"Zhao Ye, how do you feel?"

Uncle Zhong hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"What do you do? I told you to stand down, didn't you hear? ”

Zhao Qiankun shouted angrily.

"Zhao Ye, but he ......"

The tower-like man looked unwilling.

"Mo San, didn't you hear me?"

Zhao Qiankun's voice was as cold as autumn wind: "Mr. Chen, he's helping me remove the residual poison from my body!" He's helping me! Do you understand? ”

"Huh?"

Mo San looked surprised, then walked up to Chen Zhan, knelt down with a "bang", and said respectfully: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you!" ”

"Hehe, it's okay!"

Chen Zhan smiled, and then looked at Zhao Qiankun: "I'll pass on another set of exercises to you, as long as you practice according to this exercise, the toxins that have accumulated in your body for many years will be cleared within two years." ”

Saying that, Chen Zhan asked people to bring pen and paper and wrote "Pure Heart and Good Decision"!

Zhao Qiankun took it and took a look, and suddenly felt like a treasure, the corners of his mouth were almost grinning behind his ears, he grabbed Chen Zhan's wrist violently, and shouted excitedly.

"Mr. Chen, the grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, if you don't give up, Zhao is willing to marry you as brothers with different surnames! What do you think? ”

"Boom!"

The audience was shocked, and even the air seemed to freeze!

Zhao Qiankun, the coach of the East China Sea Martial Arts League, actually wants to bow down to Chen Zhan?

What the hell is this?

Everyone was confused!

"Brother Chen doesn't speak, I'll take you by default!"

Zhao Qiankun took advantage of Chen Zhan's failure to react, so he hurriedly took his hand......

Chop off the chicken's head, burn yellow paper, and make an alliance with blood!

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