Chapter 310

Light soul! What I'm talking about is that you can attack and defend. What's special is that you can't attack and accept. Is your ear going into old age ahead of time? Chen Fang looks at the middle-aged man and makes him laugh and get goose bumps all over his body.

"This little brother, I have a normal orientation and don't want to enter that world, so..." Said the middle-aged man tremblingly.

Others also step back, looking at Chen Fang with panic, only feeling the cold war.

"You're wrong. I'm talking about attack and defense, not attack and acceptance."

"Neng Nai means that I can also heal and purify, but I have explosive skills." Chen Fang couldn't stand being looked at like a cockroach, so he quickly explained.

Seeing that he had heard it wrong, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he wanted to know the effect of Chen Fang's treatment skills, so he asked, "how about the treatment effect?"

"The more painful I hit, the better the effect. Painless treatment of skin trauma, pain halo treatment of internal injuries, to such a degree, oh, by the way, it also has purification effect, which can purify some negative effects." Chen Fang said seriously.

The hammer of treatment is really smashed. The more painful it is, the better the therapeutic effect will be. Chen Fang said that this point is to avoid being misunderstood when he uses it to others in the future battle, so he should make it clear.

What kind of treatment skills do you have? You have to be hurt when you accept skills. The more you hit, the better the treatment effect will be. Aren't you kidding me?

There is also the highest level of therapeutic effect, who dares to bear in the battlefield? The pain fainted, even if the injury is cured, I'm afraid it's not lying thoroughly.

Is there such an immortal skill in the world? The others were incredulous.

"Can I have a try? Just yesterday when I was hunting, I was scratched by Jianji pig. It's not perfect yet. " The captain raised his sleeve to reveal a scabby wound on his arm and said that he felt that as the leader of the team, he needed to take the lead to understand.

Chen Fang went to have a look and judged the strength needed to cure the wound.

"Can it be cured?" Asked the captain.

"Yes." Chen Fang nodded.

"Then please help me with the treatment." The captain is glad that the injury on his hand affects his arm waving too much. There will be a big fight next. If it can be cured, it will be quite good.

"After the use of my treatment skills, the recipient will feel pain. I divide the pain into four levels: slapping and clipping, beating and menstrual pain, appendicitis and childbirth. After my professional judgment, I have prepared two plans to treat your wound. You can choose one." Chen Fang took out his glasses and put them on to make him more professional.

"Oh, friendly tips, the pain is not felt all over the body, just for some parts, and they are all the parts I graded and named." Chen Fang said seriously.

Chen Fang, the hammer of treatment, used a lot when practicing in the distant mountains. He also classified the pain level according to the treatment effect. In the process of being familiar with it, he found that there were only a few places where the pain of the corresponding level was produced, so he had the current classification name, such as slapping the door level, which was face pain and finger pain. As for the delivery level, Chen Fang certainly did not try It's just putting intolerable pain in this category and just naming it.

Hearing Chen Fang's pain grading, the team leader admired him very much. Except for the last delivery, he had experienced the first three. So with such a specific description, he had a good psychological preparation. This man is a talent.

"You said

"The first set, with a slap on the face, can be cured by receiving this degree of pain five times."

"The second set, continuous dysmenorrhea set, accept this degree of pain twice, I suggest the second set, more than less times." Chen Fang suggested that we go to the hospital.

"Why is this not a beating condom but a dysmenorrhea condom? Isn't it a level of pain? "

It seems that the captain's focus is somewhat biased.

"It's different, it's different. I put their pain levels together just for convenience. The degree is different. For example, being beaten is very painful, but it's tolerable. Dysmenorrhea is not so tolerable. You can ask the younger sister in the team, or you can think about the way your eggs have been beaten for a long time." Chen Fang explained.

Bluestar netizens divided the pain level into 12 levels, which is very detailed, Chen Fang can not do so detailed, so the division is more general.

Hearing dysmenorrhea, the team leader subconsciously looked at the girl with long hair and wanted to ask, but was blocked by the other side's white eye. When he heard that the egg hurt, whether the team leader or other male team members subconsciously clamped their thighs, as if they felt the same. Say 90% of the world's men or active or passive taste what egg pain is.

"I'll choose the first one. Don't talk nonsense. Come on." The captain did not hesitate to choose a slap.

"Oh."

Since they had chosen, Chen Fang would not object, so he raised the captain's arm and prepared for treatment.

The other team members were curious about Chen Fang's skills, and they started the onlooker mode one after another. Then they saw a golden hammer in Chen Fang's hand, pounding the team leader's arm, which made their hearts tremble.My God, are you sure it's healing, not ironing? Don't break people's hands.

"Ah, my face hurts." The captain cried pain on his mouth and covered his cheek with his other hand.

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The other team members were surprised. There is such a wonderful skill in the world. It hurts people when they are treated, and it hurts when they say it hurts.

"All right." Chen Fang smashed his hand five times and looked at his arm, which only left some scars, and said with satisfaction.

The team leader covered his face and looked at the healed wound on his arm. He should have been happy, but now he can't laugh or cry.

Well, well, why is his self-esteem a little bit hurt? When the team leader just received treatment, Chen Fang felt that he was severely whipped on his face every time he hit him. Although it wasn't really whipped by someone's hand, it reminded him of the humiliation of being slapped in the face before. He was very hurt in his heart.

"Thank you." The captain thanks Chen Fang.

"You're welcome. Thank you for your patronage. The cost of treatment is one silver coin." Chen Fang reaches out to the captain to ask for the treatment fee.

"More money?" The captain was stunned.

"Bullshit, you can spend more than that to buy your own medicine or find someone else. I'm still at a low price." Chen Fang said boldly.

"No, we are teammates who will fight together. It's not appropriate for you to charge money." One of the players said discontentedly.

If you charge for one treatment, what will you do when you fight? Never seen anything like this.

"Now we haven't started fighting, so we charge. From the moment we start fighting, we are the real teammates. Of course, we won't charge money. Now we haven't cooperated with each other, and we can't be called teammates. What's so strange about charging money?" Chen Fang said lightly.

"And the battle is over?"

"Don't worry, there will be no charge until the crisis is relieved, but once the crisis is relieved, you just need to find me and charge you. This is my professional ethics." Chen Fang said seriously.

After listening to Chen Fang's words, the captain and other people look better. If Chen Fang even has to charge for treatment during the battle, then it's OK to let his teammates not be like this. When the time comes, let him live and die, and no one will help him.

"But I have another question." After the captain gave Chen Fang money, he asked again.

"You said Chen Fang took the money and put it in his pocket.

"Do you have to hit the wound for this healing skill?"

"No, as long as you can hit people, but you need to aim." Chen Fang explained.

"Then why did you just take my hand? Are you... " The captain's memory still has the words that can be attacked and accepted. He immediately thought in a bad direction that this guy would not take the opportunity to touch his hand. The captain shivered.

"Oh, I've been used to beating iron recently." Chen Fang shrugged.

The captain is speechless.

Then ten people chatted again, and they took turns to rest in batches. When they changed shifts the next morning, nothing happened, so Chen Fang took a breakfast and went back.

When he got home, Chen Fang didn't see anyone. During the day, all the others went to the city wall. Even Si Hongyang and Yan Ying went to the place set up near the city gate to help ensure logistics supply.

Alone and bored, Chen Fang ran to bed until dusk, when he was woken up by the city radio.

"Please pay attention, all fighters, please pay attention, gather at the designated area immediately, receive the wolf smoke signal from the front guard tower, the werewolf group is coming."

"Please pay attention to..."

The radio broadcast several times in a row, and specially emphasized that all people except the old, the sick, the disabled and the young must fight on the city wall. There will be a picket team in the city to check. Once anyone who disobeys the time of war is found, he will be expelled from the city immediately.

Chen Fang didn't dare to delay. He put on a few bags of pills prepared in advance and ran to the wall that he had allocated yesterday. When he rode his electric car to the wall, there were already many people on the street, all of them heading towards the wall.

When Chen Fang arrived at the city wall, there were many people standing here. In addition to his own team-mates, there were also two other shifts. All of them stood by the wall and looked down. They didn't look very well.

Chen Fang hurried forward to squeeze a position and looked around. Then he saw the woods one kilometer away from the city wall, and they were walking out one by one in the direction of Longhua city. As time went by, the werewolf corpses came to the place 30 miles below the city wall. Looking at it, it was very terrible, and the number was not less than tens of thousands, and the woods were full of people The number of werewolf corpse variants is increasing.

"Will it hold?" A man standing next to Chen Fang turned pale and murmured.