C16 fire needle technique

However, what he needed to do now still had to be done. Dong Bicun deeply understood this sentence.

He pulled Dong Wen Feng to the side and whispered: "Wen Feng, what background does this friend of yours have?

A cold smile emerged from Dong Bicun's heart. Don't blame me for being careless, when the old man can't do it, it'll all be your fault!

Dong Xinhao walked over from the side and put on an act: "That's right, cousin brother, whether this old man can do it or not, why don't we try searching again, I don't believe that at such a big age, there will not be a single person who can cure grandfather's disease!"

Seeing the Dong Bicun father and son putting on an act, Dong Wen Feng felt disgusted, he endured the disgust in his heart and laughed: "Second Uncle, don't worry. If anything happens to grandfather, I will take responsibility for it!"

suppressed the joy in his heart and patted Dong Wen Feng's shoulder: "Wen Feng, don't blame Second Uncle. After all, this concerns your grandfather's life and death, I have to be cautious!"

Dong Wen Feng slightly nodded, and looked at Old Man Wang: "Old Man Wang, let's begin."

Old man Wang nodded and took out a jade box from his backpack. After opening it, there were silver needles of varying lengths.

Taking a deep breath, the aura on old man Wang's body suddenly changed. His vulgar eyes became clear. The old man from before was clearly two different people.

Old man Wang removed the tube from Dong Qizheng's body and took off the upper half of his body. With a brush of his hands, dozens of silver needles appeared in his hands.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Old man Wang swung his hands and pierced the silver needles into different acupuncture points.

In the blink of an eye, along with the sound of air being cut open, Dong Qizheng's body was covered in silver needles.

Elder Wang did not dare to hesitate. His two hands shot out like lightning and slapped Dong Qiizheng a few times.

With every slap, Dong Qiizheng's body slightly trembled.

Seeing this scene, Dong Xinhao was about to flare up, but he was held back by Dong Bicun, who shook his head at him, indicating that this was not the time for him to flare up.

Looking at Dong Qizheng who was lying on the sickbed, Dong Bicun sighed in his heart, Father, don't blame me for being ruthless, if you have to blame someone, blame yourself for being too biased!

If I wake you up, I'm afraid I won't have anything to do with the position of the head of the Dong Clan!

But Dong Wen Feng did not move, he believed in Old Man Wang's medical skills.

Old man Wang struck out with dozens of palms. Dong Qiizheng let out a "wow" and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

This scene caused everyone on the scene to have different thoughts in their minds.

Dong Wen Feng heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, he knew that Old Man Wang's treatment had worked.

As for Dong Bicun and his son, their expressions were so dark they could drip water at any moment. They never would have thought that this old man would actually be able to force the cold poison out of the old man's body!

As they imagined the scene of the old man waking up, their expressions turned even more unsightly.

"Alright, the old man has already removed part of the cold poison. When tomorrow comes, I'll give him another round of acupuncture and he'll be able to wake up." Old man Wang said as he put away the silver needles.

"The 'Flame Needle Technique' is indeed extraordinary!" Dong Wen Feng praised.

"Of course. This old man has traveled the world by relying on this technique." Old man Wang said smugly.

"'Flame Needle Technique'?! You are the descendant of the 'Longxi Wang Family'? " Dong Bicun exclaimed.

Legend has it that the Wang Family's ancestor meditated for seven days and seven nights in silence and managed to comprehend this technique. After that, he gained the fame of the Wang Family in Longxi, which showed just how heaven-defying this technique was!

If the other party was a descendant of the Wang family in Longxi, then things would be different!

"Exactly, what's the matter, have you heard of our Longxi Royal family?" Old man Wang said proudly.

After hearing the confirmed answer, Dong Bicun's heart sank. He gave old man Wang a deep glance, and said: "In Hua Xia, who doesn't know of the 'Longxi Wang Family'? Today, we are blind, so please forgive us!"

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

"Dad, what do we do now?!" Are we just going to watch as the old man wakes up?! " Dong Xinhao said anxiously.

"Look at you, I've always taught you how to be calm in big matters! What are you so anxious for! " Dong Bicun berated.

He felt resentment in his heart. This time, he had really thrown a rock at his own foot!

If he had known of the other party's identity from the very start, he wouldn't have allowed the other party to treat him no matter what he said.

Dong Xinhao ignored his father's lecture and said anxiously: "Dad, how can I not be anxious? If the old man wakes up, then we won't have any business! If that brat Dong Wen Feng is going to become the Patriarch, then he will definitely not be as good as us! "

Dong Bicun naturally understood this logic, but he didn't have any good methods right now either.

"Dad, how about I find someone and add some seasonings to the old man's soup!" Dong Xinhao lowered his voice and said with killing intent.

Dong Bicun was startled, then his face flushed red from anger, as he fiercely slapped his son's head.

The latter immediately looked at Dong Bicun with a wronged expression. "Dad, why did you hit me …"

"You fool! To think that you could come up with such a rotten idea! "Let's not talk about whether we can succeed, if we succeed, if there is a chance that we can leave any traces behind, you and I will be finished for the rest of our lives!" Dong Bicun looked to be disappointed.

This son of his loved to use his sword as an opponent. If it was placed in a desperate situation, he might be able to give it his all. However, the current situation was not at that level yet.

If he really did that, it would be like handing the blade over to Dong Wen Feng!

"Then tell me, what should I do?" Dong Xinhao said unhappily.

"As long as we take care of that old man, everything will be fine!" A trace of fierceness flashed across Dong Bicun's eyes.

"As expected, old ginger is spicier!" Dong Xinhao praised as his face lit up with happiness, "Dad, I will look for a few people right now, and find a chance to get that old man to kacha at night..."

Dong Xinhao made a choking motion, then felt a sharp pain on his head, and was slapped once again.

He covered his head, and looked at Dong Bicun with a puzzled face: "Dad, why did you hit me again, didn't you say that …"

"Fuck you!" Dong Bicun could not hold back and blurted out. He pointed at his son and angrily said, "You! What is in your head?! When did I say I wanted you to kill someone! Why don't you just get that old man out of here! Let the old man out when he's gone! "