Bianjing female doctor has a melon-eating system

Chapter 109 Broken arm

The host's foot was bouncing and stomping down. He was not light, so the blow was very heavy and powerful.

The effect was also obvious. The lame leg of the Ninth Guardian was stamped on with a "squeaking" sound, and it was visibly deformed.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!" This kick made the Nine Guardians unstable, and he fell straight back.

The owner of the museum felt relieved, he had made the right bet. He had already judged that the Nine Guardians were attacking him with their fists, and wanted to force him into a blind corner so that he could deliver a fatal blow. He decided to go along with the situation and gave the Ninth Guardian the illusion that all situations were under his control, successfully making the Ninth Guardian relax his vigilance.

During the attacks of the Ninth Guardian, the museum owner dodged and made small counterattacks to test the weaknesses of the Ninth Guardian. Until he saw the lame dragging leg of the Ninth Guardian, he held a glimmer of hope and concluded that it was the weakness of the Ninth Guardian. Finally, he aimed at the right moment and struck with all his strength, actually knocking the Nine Guardians to the ground.

A smile appeared on the face of the museum owner. He raised his hand and wiped the blood from his mouth, feeling that he had a chance to win.

The onlookers also praised the museum owner for turning defeat into victory. Only Ji Yutang, Xie Huaichu, and Liu Bo and the others had serious faces.

The Ninth Protector lay on his back on the ground. He couldn't help exhaling while holding the lame leg. His whole body was shaking. He didn't know whether he was angry or in pain, but he still couldn't help but utter nonsense: "I don't accept it. You are so scheming. If you have the ability, let’s continue to compete, and I will definitely beat you into one!”

The gym owner chuckled: "I have already mastered your weaknesses, do you think you can beat me if you continue to compete? Give up as soon as possible, and don't lose your life."

The Ninth Protector smiled sadly: "I won't admit defeat, keep going!"

The owner shook his arms and clenched his fists again: "I gave you a chance, you asked for it."

The Ninth Protector smiled even more crazily: "I can't ask for it!"

The owner of the museum raised his hand, ready to continue attacking the lame leg of the Ninth Guardian.

At this moment, Mr. Wen Ji, who had been standing silently, suddenly raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute."

The owner of the hall and the Ninth Guardian turned to look at him at the same time, and everyone outside the paddock also looked at Mr. Clerk.

The Ninth Guardian spoke first, and his tone was very bad: "What are you doing? What do you want to do? Don't you know how critical this is? I'm warning you not to say anything you shouldn't say."

Ji Yutang's eyebrows moved. She intuitively felt that there was something in the Nine Guardians' words, as if they were warning Mr. Wen Shu not to interrupt his competition.

Mr. Wen Li was not afraid of the threats from the Ninth Protector, and said without changing his expression: "The Ninth Protector does not need to threaten me. There is nothing wrong with what I am doing now, and I will not be afraid even if I sue the leader."

The Ninth Protector gnashed his teeth with hatred. He knew that this clerk was a tough guy, otherwise he would not have been entrusted with such an important task by the leader. But he has really disliked him for a long time. This guy always interrupts them at critical moments, but he can't do anything about him. It's really annoying.

The clerk looked at the owner and said to him: "Now you have one last chance to give up."

"What?" The gym owner was puzzled, "Am I not considered a winner now?"

Mr. Wen Ji patiently explained: "It doesn't count, the Nine Guardians still have the power to fight back."

"Then I'll beat him until he can't fight back!" The owner smiled and waved his fist.

"Yes! Beat him! Keep going, I have been disgusted with this sinister grandson for a long time."

"Fight! Leader, we support you!"

"Yes, continue! Teach this grandson a lesson and see if he will still be crazy in the future?"...

The onlookers waved and cheered for the museum owner, and the scene became lively for a while.

Ji Yutang lowered his voice and said: "Master, give up! Think about your family, think about your children!"

It was a pity that she couldn't speak too loudly for fear of revealing her secrets. This voice full of concern was ruthlessly covered.

Xie Huaichu looked at her: "Ms. Ji, it's useless. You see his eyes are red. He has been dazzled by the victory that is so easy. He can't listen. What's more, it's a reminder from strangers like us. It's useless. ." The clerk tightened his lips and sighed through his nostrils: "Master, I advise you to give up and stop competing."

The owner looked at Mr. Clerk with wide eyes: "What do you want to do? Please don't stop me, I'm going to win."

Mr. Wen Ji glanced at the gloomy Ninth Guardian and said to the owner: "What if you lose? If you attack his lameness, you have touched his bottom line. Once he has the power to counterattack, he will definitely I won’t let you go. You have to think clearly and don’t fall into his trap.”

The owner of the museum was unmoved. He stared at the lame leg of the Ninth Guardian with red eyes: "There is no chance for him to counterattack."

The clerk suppressed his anger: "I'm not trying to persuade you. I feel sorry for your five-year-old child. I would like to give you my final advice: Cherish the moment."

The gym owner shook his head. He had been dazzled by the victory and insisted on continuing the game.

As he shook his head, Ji Yutang's heart sank completely. She knew that the owner could not win.

Xie Huaichu patted her shoulder gently to comfort her.

Ji Yutang shut down the system early in order to prevent the competition from affecting other people's thinking and gossip. If the Chigua system was still on, she would definitely know that Xie Huaichu's actions contained deep concern for her.

But at this time, she was only focused on watching the competition in the paddock, without any thought to understand the meaning of Xie Huaichu's actions.

The clerk closed his eyes, and the emotions of hatred, regret, and distress on his face flashed away, and he returned to his original indifference.

"Both parties have reached an agreement and the competition will continue."

When the Ninth Protector heard these cold words, he started laughing wildly, and while laughing, he scolded Mr. Clerk: "You fool, you are a fool, and you still want to change him. Don't you know? This kind of people and the gambling on the gambling table There is no difference between disciples."

The museum owner said: "Instead of laughing at others, it's better to worry about yourself."

After saying that, he kicked the Ninth Guardian's lame leg again, with a crazy smile on his face: "Beating you until you don't have the strength to fight back means I win, right?"

The Ninth Protector lay on the ground and received this blow. The pain was so painful that veins appeared on his forehead. He was panting, but he was still laughing.

The owner suddenly felt creepy and asked, "Nine Guardians, what are you laughing at?"

"It's time for you to die."

As these words were thrown out, the Ninth Guardian jumped up from the ground at lightning speed. His lame leg was still drooping, but the aura around him became extremely powerful.

The owner of the hall was prepared and still attacked his lame leg fiercely. But this time, the reaction speed of the Ninth Guardian was extremely fast. The owner of the hall was so tired that he was sweating profusely, but he did not touch the hair of the Ninth Guardian once.

The Ninth Guardian aimed at the right moment and grabbed the owner's arm. His hand was clamped tightly like an iron vice, then rotated and twisted.

The owner wanted to struggle, but found that all his efforts had no effect. His body seemed to be no longer in control, and his strength was constantly slipping away. He had never felt so scared before. He wanted to beg for mercy and wanted to escape, but he was restrained and unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard a creepy sound of "click, click, click".

"what!"

Heart-pounding pain swept over him, and the owner trembled all over, burst into tears, and let out a cry of grief.

His arm was broken.

(End of this chapter)