Rural Shennong

Chen Ping gave Salon a cold look, turned his head and said loudly: "I am sure to cure this disease, who would let me try!"

Professor Knapp is helpless, who would believe an unknown Chinese man?

After Chen Ping finished speaking, none of the family members paid any attention to him.

Saloen crossed his arms and mocked: "What? I saw through your little trick, and you still want to slap your swollen face to pretend to be fat?"

"It's a pity that your stupid trick can't fool anyone."

"However, your disgusting little mind is well used. Knowing that no one will let you treat it, you can save some face."

Salon still felt that the humiliation of Chen Ping was not enough, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind: "Since you are so swearing that you can cure this disease, then I will give you a chance."

He took out a checkbook from his pocket, and wrote a check: "Whoever let him cure, this 500 million check will belong to him."

Saloon is using a conspiracy, and everyone can see that he just wants to expose Chen Ping's hypocritical mask in public and make him lose face.

If Chen Ping didn't cure the man, or killed him by accident, I'm afraid Saloen would have more ruthless followers waiting for this young man from Huaguo.

However, Saloun had a backhand in mind.

Even if Chen Ping didn't kill the person, he would have his subordinates secretly kill the person Chen Ping had treated and blame Chen Ping.

Then, through the relationship, let the Angel City officials take action and arrest Chen Ping for murder.

If Chen Ping dared to resist, he would alarm the Holy Spirit team in Angel City. He didn't believe that Chen Ping could survive the siege of the Holy Spirit team, let alone that Chen Ping could cure people.

In the eyes of everyone, now Chen Ping is being roasted on the fire, and it depends on who gives Salon a face and lights the fire.

At this moment, an old man walked up to Chen Ping: "Sir, are you sure you can save my son?"

He didn't mean to help Salon and set up Chen Ping, but he really had a glimmer of hope.

Because he only had one son, and he was old enough to support him like a treasure.

He didn't have that much money to send his son to Monsanto for treatment with a low success rate, and he did, and his son was restored to sanity, but his son was still a shameful monster.

So the old man decided to give it a go, and he believed in Chen Ping once.

It is best if the son can be saved, if not, he will die with his son.

"Is old Peter crazy?"

"Maybe he's trying to please Master Saloon."

"I think he's doing it for the money."

"Never mind why, let's see how embarrassing this kid is!"

"He's just a grandstanding clown and he blows up the show."

Amidst the discussions among the crowd, Chen Ping calmly walked to the side of the old man's son, squatted down, and stripped his son naked.

Then he opened the needle case and pulled out the longest silver needle.

Seeing the shock on Chen Ping's face, which didn't seem to be faked, everyone stopped discussing and looked at him in surprise.

There is no shortage of celebrities from the world's entertainment industry present. If Chen Ping's acting skills are so good, in their eyes, he can win an Oscar for Best Actor.

At first, Professor Knapp also felt that Chen Ping was trying to please the public, but seeing his calm performance, Professor Knapp became a little interested and walked over to Chen Ping to watch.

He still didn't think Chen Ping could cure the disease, but he wanted to see what Chen Ping was going to do and where did he get his confidence.

In the next second, the silver needle in Chen Ping's hand turned into a silver lightning bolt, piercing through the brow of the young man who had turned into a monster, leaving only a few centimeters of the root of the silver needle, which was still lingering. flutter.

"Hiss!" Everyone couldn't help but gasped.

They have all seen the length of the silver needle before, the puncture is so deep, it is likely that they have pierced their heads.

The old man's eyes darkened, and he almost fainted. Du Shiman quickly stepped forward to support him, so that he didn't fall down on the spot.

If he hadn't seen his son's chest still rising and falling, his face was calm, and he didn't look like he was dead, the old man would have to go up and fight Chen Ping desperately.

"He, he doesn't seem to be dead!"

"How did you do this? Wouldn't it kill anyone if you inserted such a long needle?"

"It's amazing, maybe he can really cure people."

Professor Knapp was also full of surprise. Although he still didn't believe that Chen Ping could cure people, this acupuncture technique opened his eyes.

These people were right, the silver needle did pierce the head, and the tip of the needle pierced into the soil below the head.

Afterwards, Chen Ping's hand turned into a phantom, and the number of needles in the needle box decreased rapidly, and he inserted them into the young man's body one by one, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

Chen Ping's movements are flowing and flowing, unusually elegant and free, full of moving beauty.

Although these foreigners can't understand it, they don't understand it.

In the end, Chen Ping directly grabbed the last four silver needles in the needle box.

These four silver needles were the same length as the ones that Chen Ping inserted into the patient's head at first.

He shot as fast as lightning, and directly nailed the last four silver needles to the palms of the patient's hands, as well as the calf and ankle.

That's right, in the eyes of everyone, it is a nail, not a thorn.

With the silver needle on top of the head, the patient seemed to be nailed to the ground by Chen Ping.

After all the needles were inserted, Chen Ping flicked his palm down from the top of the patient's head. Wherever the palm passed, all the silver needles trembled, making a very pleasant buzzing sound.

While everyone was still intoxicated by this strange buzzing sound, the patient suddenly opened his eyes and started to twitch violently.

His face was twisted ferociously, and there were bursts of beast-like roars from his throat.

The people around were startled and retreated in a hurry, afraid that the monster would suddenly explode and hurt people.

But no matter how much the monster twitched, it couldn't get up, as if it was glued to the ground.

Professor Knapp's eyes widened, as if he saw something incredible.

"Five long needles really nailed him, this... this is impossible!"

Everything he saw in front of him clearly told him that the fact was like this, but it subverted his imagination.

Not to mention a top biologist and medical scientist like him, even ordinary people, even with such a thin needle, even if it is ten times longer, it is logically impossible to pin a living thing, and it will be easily broken away. This goes against common sense in physics.

How could they understand the power of Chen Ping's needling technique? Chen Ping wrapped the silver needle with zhenqi, which merged with the patient's blood qi and locked the ground.

Not to mention that this patient is only a martial arts master, even if he is a grand master, he can't get up.

As the patient twitched, a large amount of blue liquid seeped out from the root of each silver needle.

Now Professor Knapp was really shocked and dumbfounded, he could stuff an egg into his big mouth.

Pointing at the patient with trembling fingers, he said, "That... that...that... that's medicine."

Just when Professor Knapp was shocked, the patient suddenly stopped struggling and twitching, and slowly closed his eyes as if he had exhausted his last vitality.

The surrounding area was quiet, and a needle could be heard falling.

Professor Knapp was a little disappointed, but also a little expected relieved.

Sure enough, as he expected, Chen Ping operated fiercely like a tiger, but in the end he still failed to create a miracle.