Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 202

After four stitches, Di Yan's hands and feet were all paralyzed. He wanted to move, but he couldn't. He stood there unable to move as if he had been given a 'fixation technique'.

Wang Ping walked up to him, and deliberately put his head in front of him, shaking, "You must really want to bite me right now, don't you?"

Di Yan was furious, but he couldn't move.

"I told you just now, I have already told your boss clearly, why do you insist on forcing me?"

"Kill me now, or I will definitely kill you!" Di Yan said sharply.

"Why do you want to kill people at every turn? Now is a harmonious society, can't you be more harmonious?" Wang Ping said noncommittally, and then rubbed his chin and looked at Di Yan, "I won't kill you, but ..." As he spoke, he showed a thief's smile, and that smile made Di Yan feel inexplicably terrified.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"I want to play a really fun game with you!"

After speaking, he picked up the fine needle again and stabbed it at an acupuncture point near Di Yan's collarbone.

When a needle is inserted into the body, the pain is only momentary, almost imperceptible, but at that time each needle will definitely bring about corresponding effects.

"What are you doing?" Di Yan didn't know what Wang Ping wanted to do to him at all. Anyway, he felt that Wang Ping must be planning something.

"You'll know in a moment, start counting now, 1, 2, 3..."

Hearing Wang Ping's timing, Di Yan became inexplicably nervous. This was the first time he encountered such a situation where he could not move his body. He was panicked, but he didn't feel anything unusual after being pricked. Ah, just...

"Slap!" Before he finished speaking, Wang Ping suddenly slapped Di Yan without warning.

This slap was so loud that it not only hurt Di Yan's face, but also attracted passers-by who passed nearby.

Di Yan is proud and arrogant, where has he ever suffered such humiliation?Immediately yelled, but when he opened his mouth, he was surprised to find that he couldn't make a sound.

"Ahhhh!" The syllables are all Hanhu's serious syllables, what's going on?

"It's working!" Seeing this, Wang Ping smiled and explained, "Stop screaming, the injection just now is also called 'dumb point', you won't be able to speak for an hour!"

It turned out that Di Yan's inability to speak was caused by the injection just now.

"Ahhhh!" Di Yan's eyes became impatient, he couldn't move, he couldn't speak, what on earth was Wang Ping trying to do?
"Beauty, can you do my friend a favor?" Wang Ping grabbed a girl who was passing by.

"What's busy?" the girl asked.

"My friend is training his endurance recently, and wants to see if anyone can make him angry?" Wang Ping pointed to Di Yan, "Can you help him?"

"Okay, what do you want me to do?" The girl looked curious.

"Do you have lipstick on?"

"Yes!" He said and took out the lipstick from the bag.

"You put some lipstick on for him, draw whatever you want, the uglier the better!" Wang Ping said.

"Hmm!" Di Yan was stunned when he heard the words. He finally realized Wang Ping's intentions. Wang Ping really didn't want to beat him to death, but he wanted to "play to death" him, and this was to invite passers-by to play with him. Rhythm.

"Is this... really okay? Your friend is staring at me!" the girl asked tremblingly.

"It's okay, just paint, he just wants to train his endurance in various ways!"

"He won't hit me?" the girl asked.

"Don't worry, no, I assure you, he will definitely not move. If he moves or touches you, I will pay you 1 yuan. How about it?"

"Okay, then I can draw!" With Wang Ping's assurance, the girl began to draw on Di Yan's face with a bit of apprehension.

At first she really didn't dare to draw, but after drawing for a while, she realized that Di Yan was really motionless, so she became more courageous and let go of her hands and feet, drawing Di Yan into a pig's head with little effort.

"Is this okay?" the girl asked, looking at her 'masterpiece'.

"Simply perfect, thank you!"

After Wang Ping saw it, he almost burst out laughing, and then shouted at various passers-by, "This handsome guy..."

"This beauty..."

"Don't miss it when you pass by. Whoever makes my friend angry will get 1 yuan. Who wants to try it?"

"I come!"

"I come!"

"I want to try it too!"

As soon as the girl took the lead, many passers-by came to join in the fun. Wang Ping was determined to make Di Yan look like a human, not only making people scribble on Di Yan's body, but also tearing up his body Di Yan's clothes, or find all kinds of strange things to wear on Di Yan's body, and some people are even more outrageous, dyeing Di Yan's hair in various colors.

"I'm really not angry!"

But Di Yan remained motionless from the beginning to the end, so these "enthusiastic" audiences really believed that he was training endurance.

"The price has increased, who can make my friend angry, I will give him [-] yuan, and after passing this village, there will be no such shop!"

Wang Ping yelled hard, and more and more people surrounded Di Yan. Some people tried their best to get the money, and some women even started to pinch Di Yan in secret. After a while, some people stepped on their feet, some pinched their faces, some spanked their buttocks, some pulled their hair, some had a strong taste, and even began to pick off Di Yan's clothes.

Poor Di Yan, unable to move or speak, could only be molested by a group of uncles and aunts like dolls on the spot. He was very angry at first, but he was played for a whole hour, and people joined in one after another. He lost his temper immediately, because no matter how angry he was, he still couldn't do anything.

Seeing that the uncles and aunts tried their best to trick Di Yan, a scene appeared inexplicably on the street, and those who didn't know thought it was an activity.

Only he knows Di Yan's hatred for Wang Ping, and Wang Ping has already been amused by the unconstrained ideas of the uncles and aunts. Isn't this more fun than killing Di Yan directly?
So, when the uncles and aunts surrounded Di Yan, Wang Ping quietly left. Before leaving, he did not forget to call the police, "Is it the police station? I want to call the police. There is a pervert here on XXX Street." ..."

An hour passed quickly, and the paralysis effect and the 'dumb acupoint' effect on Di Yan's body began to dissipate, and his hands and feet slowly regained consciousness. After being tortured for more than an hour, he finally found that his hands and feet could move again up.

"This young man is really tolerant!" An aunt squeezed in front of Di Yan and said, pretending to sneak a glance casually, I said aunt, can you pay attention to your image?

"Why are you like this, old woman?"

"I just want to see if he will be angry? Hehe!" The aunt smiled naively.

"Ah!" Di Yan finally couldn't help erupting, and yelled like crazy, scaring the uncles and aunts back away, and some even fell to the ground.

"You old guys..."

(End of this chapter)