Contentment is the most important thing in life.

The old man of Ye family once gave Ye Xuantong a handpiece of red sandalwood, a delicate foot, on his 20th birthday.

The modeling implication of the handle is "contentment is the most important".

Ye Xuantong understands that his grandfather is telling himself not to have any other ideas, just go on contentedly according to the present life track.

Ye Xuantong accepted his grandfather's handpiece and pretended to be very happy.

The Ye family has always been grandfather's, not anyone else's. Qian Gang's dictatorial grandfather doesn't like others to challenge his arrangement. Besides pretending to be happy, what can ye Xuantong do?

At least, being content with the status quo is another kind of filial piety, right?

Ye Xuantong comforted himself.

Wang Yong doesn't know the inside story.

But he read out Ye Xuantong's hesitation and knew the hardships of going on this road.

So Wang Yong didn't say any more words of encouragement, but said: "if you need one day, please tell me. If you can't do anything else, it's OK to help you clean up a few clowns. "

Ye Xuantong was slightly moved. Wang Yong's words are equivalent to giving up his life. Wang Yong, an ordinary person, who is involved in the affairs of Shangye family, has to be skinned even if he does not die.

Others are eager to flash far away, but Wang Yong did not hesitate to make such a commitment.

"Thank you Ye Xuantong sincerely thanks.

"Brothers don't have to say that." Wang Yong grinned.

"It's brother!" Ye Xuantong grinned.

And Wang Yong followed by a sentence, but let his smile stagnate in the face.

"Hello, sister walnut." Wang Yong even hit the snake on the stick, relying on the recognition of Ye Xuan as a brother, and directly took Ye walnut as his sister.

Is Ye walnut's brother so good to be?

Sure enough, I saw a pretty face of the walnut, a layer of frost on the cage, and bursts of killing intention in my eyes.

She looked at Wang Yong, clenching her fist: "there seems to be an account between us, isn't it? Brother

Brother, these two words bite very hard, chill straight to the bottom of my heart.

Wang Yong's intention to open his mouth to agree also turned into silence.

Wang Yong looked at the sky and muttered to himself, "it's getting late. I have to go to the hospital quickly. Otherwise, the hospital will be closed soon. "

It's so against my heart that I can't even see the bald man who just came by.

"Mr. Wang, it's just half past eleven. It's six or seven hours before dark. Besides, the hospital on this side of our school is a big hospital, with people on duty 24 hours a day. How could it close? " Said the bald man.

In the face of baldness's uprightness, Wang Yong only felt heartache, just like being stabbed with a knife in his heart.

"I'm not in a hurry! I'm afraid the wound will inflame and affect the treatment. If it leads to amputation, won't you feel guilty? " Wang Yong argued.

Who knows, the bald man shakes his head with Ye Xuan, indicating that he will not.

Wang Yong touched his forehead and sighed that he met his pig teammate.

Leaf walnut cold looking at Wang Yong's performance, a long time just way: "is not a skin injury?"

"Skin trauma?" Wang Yong cried angrily“ See clearly, sister! It's a bullet in here! Is this skin trauma? "

The walnut leaf looked at Wang Yong's palm as if it were really watching.

Until Wang Yong's face turned a little red and he was a little embarrassed, ye walnut suddenly turned his wrist and pinched Wang Yong's palm.

There is a bullet embedded in the palm. How painful is it to be pinched?

Wang Yong screamed like a pig on the spot. Because it's too painful, not only the wound, but also the place where the walnut pinches.

"You bitch, let go! This is deliberate revenge Wang Yong was so angry that he even scolded him.

The rabbit is in a hurry and bites. The Buddha is still angry. Wang Yong is so hurt by walnut leaf, how can he not be in a hurry?

In the face of Wang Yong's curse, ye walnut's response is very simple.

Holding Wang Yong's hand, he exerted some strength.

Wang Yong's forehead was sweating and his mouth was in pain. He couldn't even speak.

Ye Xuantong and bald man look at Wang Yong sympathetically, and they both step back quietly.

Even the bald man can see that the leaf walnut is not easy to offend, but Wang Yong is offended. Who's to blame?

"If you don't let go, don't blame me for biting!" Wang Yong threatened.

The leaf walnut is indifferent, pinches Wang Yong's hand suddenly to turn, breaks Wang Yong's wrist to the opposite direction.

The palm was also broken up, the bullet from the wound formed a bump and penetrated into the bone, causing more pain.

Just when Wang Yong was in pain and wanted to get angry. But see leaf walnut finger empty grasp, press in Wang Yong palm.

At the next moment, Wang Yong felt a great suction coming from his hand.

The blood in the wound and the warhead were all pulled by the suction and moved out slowly.

When the dirty blood was about to touch the finger of the walnut, the walnut suddenly pulled.

The warhead and dirty blood jumped out in an instant and fell on the ground.

With a jingle, the bullet rolled several times and stopped at Wang Yong's feet.

And Wang Yong seemed to be dull, looking at the warhead at his feet. Interval for a while, and look at the palm of the wound.

The bullet was pulled out, and the blood color of the wound was bright red, without any trace of contamination.

Except for the deep bone cavity, there was no evidence that it had ever been penetrated by a bullet.

wonderful is one's art!

This is Wang Yong's first reaction to the leaf walnut.

What Wang Yonggang just felt seems to be the stickiness of Taijiquan, but it is not exactly the same. It felt like someone was using a vacuum pump to draw the bullet out.

Can achieve this kind of degree, the leaf walnut to the use of strength has reached what kind of superb point?

Wang Yong can't imagine.

If we don't get there, we will never know the difficulty. Often feel only separated by a layer of skin, but it takes decades to poke through.

Wang Yong couldn't understand the power of leaf walnut. How could he learn it?

"Grind it and rub it on the wound, and it will heal in less than a week. This time, it's a small punishment. There will be another one. I'll cut off your hand The leaf walnut throws a red pill to Wang Yong, vicious way.

Wang Yong took the pill and put it on the tip of his nose. A strong smell of Dalbergia odorifera came, and Wang Yong sneezed twice.

Crush the walnuts according to the instructions and apply them on the wound. Within a moment, Wang Yong felt the wound was cool and the pain was greatly reduced.

"A panacea!" Wang Yong couldn't help admiring.

"Well, you know the goods! This is made by my master collecting all kinds of spiritual herbs on Mount Emei. Even if outsiders spend money on it, they can't buy it. If it wasn't for your sake of saving my brother, I wouldn't give it to you! " Leaf walnut a Yang head, say.

Wang Yong sneered and said nothing.

The efficacy of this pill is more than ten times better than Yunnan Baiyao. The composition of Yunnan Baiyao has always been a state secret, even the scientific instruments can not be detected, and the formula value can not be estimated.

I'm afraid that the value of this pill refined by master Ye Hetao is even higher than that of Yunnan Baiyao.

If it can be mass produced, Wang Yongguang will be drunk.

In addition, walnut leaves that far more than his kung fu, Wang Yong suddenly desperate to pull the walnut leaves clothes.

"Nvxia, take me! I'd like to be your little follower

Ye Hetao was shocked and then said, "I don't want you to be such a stupid follower!"

Deeply hit, Wang Yong didn't give up. He continued to stick to the walnut leaves and said, "if you don't accept me, you can tell me how to make some strength just now, OK?"

"No!"

"Why don't you give me some advice and help me step into the dark?"

"No way!"

"Neither that nor that. Can you tell me the formula of this pill? "

Finally, he turned to Wang Yong and asked a question.

"Do you want to die?"