V2.Chapter 723

Wang Fan didn't know whether the blind man was really blind, but his hand was evil.

Wang Fan, lying on the bed in the dark, can feel the strength of the silver needle that pierces his body behind him. However, the soft silver needle does not break because of this force, but penetrates his skin and flesh, and finally transfers this force to his body.

"Does every blind man have different abilities?"

Lying on the bed, Wang Fan thought of the blind master. Every time he saw his gray eyes, he felt a sense of fear. Although he had never mentioned it to anyone, it didn't mean that he had a way to resist.

Wang Fan, who hasn't seen him for a long time, doesn't know whether he has a chance to go back or whether he knows his current situation on huoshao island.

Originally thought it was a very easy rescue operation, but now he accidentally waded into the muddy water. Wang Fan felt that his luck was not generally bad.

Standing beside the bed, the man fumbled. From time to time, he used the silver needle in his hand to dip some wine in the bottle with red wine, and then wiped it on a yellow cloth in the palm of his right hand.

Slender as scallion white fingers, gently groping on Wang Fan's back, silver needle is also like embroidery in general, along his fingers one after another to pierce Wang Fan's skin.

The sweat ran down the man's forehead and quickly gathered in his chin, but the sweat condensed into beads did not fall at the first time.

The man's hand touched the wound on Wang Fan's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "little brother, this is a gunshot wound."

Wang Fan, who is recalling the blind Master, heard the man's question and replied with a smile: "well, it's a gunshot wound. It's a gift from iron boss."

"Iron boss? The one in the second ward? " Asked the blind man.

"Ah, you know him, too?" Wang Fan asked.

"I came in early. I know something about here. Brother Hao once told me about iron boss and fat corpse." The blind man returned.

"Oh? It seems that you are familiar with this place Wang Fan heard the blind man's words and said it by accident.

"I'm not familiar with it. I just know it. In the past, when brother Hao was drunk, he liked to come and sit with me, and I helped him relax occasionally." The blind man said softly.

"You don't have to say that your technique is really good. Although the silver needle is a little painful, it's still strong. My whole body is hot, like a fire in my body." Wang Fan said with a smile.

"Little brother, the skeleton is strange. It's our fate. Just like it." The tone of the blind man's voice was very gentle.

Wang Fan, who was not wary of the blind, immediately said: "blind man, don't talk nonsense, what fate is not fate, two old men say such sour words, you are careful that I turn my face!"

"Hey, little brother, are you so worried that I will plot against you?" The blind man asked with a smile.

"Nonsense, you let me lie on the bed and feel on me. I know what you want to do? If brother Hao hadn't asked me to listen to your arrangement, I wouldn't have been so easily at your disposal! " Wang Fan didn't say well.

Listening to Wang Fan's extremely reluctant nagging, the blind man shook his head and said: "in those days, many people begged me for help from the blind man, but I didn't bother to pay any attention to them. Now, you little brother, you've got a bargain and you've sold yourself. You're here to blame me, alas! The world is declining

"Blind man, you don't boast there. I haven't been to the foot therapy shop. The master in the shop has also given me acupuncture. Although it's not as good as your technique, it's not too bad. Don't pretend to be like an expert in the world." Wang Fan said unconvinced.

"Hey, hey, you also admit that I'm good at it?" After hearing Wang Fan's words, the blind man laughed again.

"Ah, that's good. If I don't feel comfortable, I can lie here all the time?" Wang Fan was quick, straightforward admitted his feelings, but he was looking for ghost uncle in his heart, and then said: "blind man, I say you can hurry up, what time is it? Are you still ready to poke until dawn?"

"The image of Bodhisattva has become, but I haven't figured out how to deal with the gunshot wound on you." The blind man said in a low voice in the dark.

Wang Fan, who is lying on his head, hears the blind man's words. He immediately sits up and stares at the blind man in the dark. The corner of his mouth twitches and asks, "what are you talking about? What did you do on my back? "

"I have tattooed the Dharma image of Bodhisattva dizang on you The blind man returned quietly.

"The trough! I beg your pardon? You blind man, you secretly tattooed me on my back, and you are also the Dharma image of Bodhisattva in Tibet? Are you trying to kill me? " Wang Fan, sweating on his head, scratched his back with his hands, but he didn't catch anything with his hands empty.

At this time, Wang Fan was about to run away. He really wanted to slap the blind man in front of him.

A blind man used a silver needle to tattoo the Dharma image of Bodhisattva dizang on Wang Fan's back in this dark cell.

I'm afraid anyone who does this will be mad with anger!

In the past, I only saw those funny tattoo videos from some video websites. The photographer tattooed funny patterns on other people's bodies without their knowledge.

For such things, Wang fan is a smile, light curse on a fool.

But now when it happened to him, he couldn't laugh at all, and he had 10000 alpacas running in his heart.

Who can imagine what a blind man would have tattooed on his back.

If one day Wang Fan takes off his prison clothes and is found by the people around him that some strange patterns have been scratched on his back, how can he explain to others?

Can you tell those who regard him as a fool that the pattern on his back is from the hand of a blind man?

In this way, people will not only be treated as a laughing stock, but also be treated as a real fool!

Wang Fan, who scratched his back, stopped. His fists banged and he looked at the blind man in front of him with his teeth biting. He said with a murderous voice: "blind man, you choose a way to die, and I will help you!"

The blind man with the silver needle in his hand raised his mouth and tried to show a smile on his face. He whispered to Wang Fan, "little brother, why are you so worried? Don't you believe my craft and brother hao?"

"I believe in you

The angry Wang Fan bit his teeth and cursed. Without waiting for the blind man to say anything more, he swung his arm and smashed his clenched fist at the blind man's head.