Urban Iron-Blooded Soldier King

However, the play should be done enough. Dong Bicun deeply understands this sentence.

He pulled Dong Wenfeng aside and whispered, "Wenfeng, what's your friend? Is it reliable or not? Don't aggravate the old man's condition."

Dong Bicun burst into a sneer in his heart. Don't blame yourself for not speaking in advance. When the old man can't do it, it's all your responsibility!

Dong Xinhao also came over and pretended to say, "yes, cousin, can the old man do it or not? Otherwise, let's find it again. I don't believe that China is so big that no one can cure grandpa's disease!"

Seeing Dong Bicun's father and son's hypocrisy, Dong Wenfeng only felt a burst of nausea. He endured his disgust, smiled calmly and said, "second uncle, don't worry. If Grandpa has anything, I'll bear it!"

What I want is your words. Dong Bicun repressed his joy, patted Dong Wenfeng on the shoulder and said, "Wenfeng, don't blame your second uncle. After all, it involves your grandfather's life and death. I have to be careful!"

Dong Wenfeng nodded slightly and looked at Old Man Wang: "old man Wang, let's start."

Old man Wang nodded and took out a jade box from his backpack. When he opened it, there were silver needles of different lengths.

After taking a deep breath, old man Wang's momentum suddenly changed, and his obscene eyes became clear. There were two people in the obscene little old man just now.

Old man Wang pulled out the tube from Dong Qizheng's body, took off his upper body, wiped his hands, and adsorbed dozens of silver needles on his hands.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

Old man Wang shook his hands and pricked the silver needles at different acupoints.

In the blink of an eye, with the sound of cutting through the air, Dong Qizheng was covered with silver needles.

Old man Wang dared not neglect. His hands flashed out and clapped several palms on Dong Qizheng.

With each slap, Dong Qizheng's body trembled slightly.

Seeing this scene, Dong Xinhao was about to attack and was held by Dong Bicun. The latter shook his head slightly at him, indicating that he was not the chance to attack now.

Looking at Dong Qizheng on the hospital bed, Dong Bicun sighed. Dad, don't blame me for being cruel. You can only blame you for being too eccentric!

If you really wake up, I'm afraid there's nothing wrong with me!

Dong Wenfeng did not move. He believed in old man Wang's medical skills.

Old man Wang clapped dozens of palms, and Dong Qizheng gave a "wow" and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

This scene made everyone on the court have different thoughts.

Dong Wenfeng was relieved. He knew that old man Wang's treatment had worked.

Dong Bicun and his son, with a gloomy face, could drop water. They couldn't imagine that the old man could force out the cold poison in the old man's body and body!

Imagine the scene when the old man woke up, and their faces were even more ugly.

"Well, the old man's cold poison has been dispelled. When I give him acupuncture again tomorrow, he can wake up." Old man Wang put away the silver needle and said.

"'lihuo acupuncture 'is really extraordinary!" Dong Wenfeng said with admiration.

"That's right, old man. I've traveled all over the world and rely on this skill." Old man Wang farted.

"'fire away acupuncture '?! Are you the descendant of the 'Longxi Wang family'? " Dong Bicun exclaimed.

Lihuo needling is a unique skill of the king's family in Longxi. The king's family is famous in China. It is said that the ancestor of the king's family sat quietly for seven days and nights and realized this needling technique. Then there is the great name of the king's family in Longxi. It can be seen that this needling technique is against the sky!

If the other party is a descendant of the Wang family in Longxi, things will be different!

"Exactly. Why, have you heard of our 'Longxi Wang family'?" Old man Wang said proudly.

Hearing the confirmed answer, Dong Bicun's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He took a deep look at Old Man Wang and said, "in China, who doesn't know the name of the 'King's family in Longxi? I have no eyes today. Please forgive Mr. Wang!"

After Dong Bicun finished, he walked out without looking back, and Dong Xinhao followed.

"Dad, what now?! Can we just watch the old man wake up? " Dong Xinhao said anxiously.

"Look at your appearance. How do I teach you? There is calmness in every major event! What are you worried about? " Dong Bicun scolded.

His heart was filled with resentment. This time he really lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot!

If he knew the identity of the other party at the beginning, he would not let the other party treat anything. Now it's done, and there's no way to object!

Dong Xinhao ignored his father's lesson and said anxiously, "Dad, can I be in no hurry? If the old man wakes up, there will be nothing for us! If Dong Wenfeng becomes the head of the family, he will certainly have no good fruit to eat! "

Dong Bicun naturally understood this truth, but he didn't have any good way for a while.

"Dad, why don't I find someone to add some seasoning to the old man's medicine!" Dong Xinhao lowered his voice and said murderously.

Dong Bicun was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red with anger and slapped his son on the head.

The latter immediately looked at Dong Bicun wrongfully: "Dad, why did you hit me..."

"You fool! Thanks to you for coming up with such a bad idea! Not to mention whether we can succeed or not, we will succeed. If there is anything to hold on to, you and my father and son will be finished in this life! " Dong Bicun looks like he hates iron but doesn't make steel.

This son just likes to take the edge of the sword. If he is in a desperate situation, he can't fight one, but the current situation has not reached that step at all.

If you really do that, it's like handing the knife to Dong Wenfeng!

"Then what should you do?" Dong Xinhao said unconvinced.

"You have to tie the bell before you untie the bell. As long as you clean up the old man, there will be nothing!" A fierce look flashed in Dong Bicun's eyes.

"Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy!" Dong Xinhao sighed with joy on his face and said, "Dad, I'll find a few people and have a chance to crack the old man at night..."

Dong Xinhao made a movement to wipe his neck. Then he felt a pain in his head and was slapped again.

He covered his head and looked at Dong Bicun with a puzzled face: "Dad, why did you hit me again? Isn't that what you mean..."

"Fuck you!" Dong Bicun couldn't help but burst into foul language. He pointed to his son and said angrily, "what do you think you have in mind?! When did I say, let you kill! Just get the old man away! When the old man is gone, you can let him out! "