The Heaven’s Jailer

"Calm down, there is still a chance..." Park Zhixiong tried to comfort him. There are many acupuncture points on the human body, and their functions are very different. However, it is very difficult for people to completely lose the ability to resist by hitting an acupuncture point.

As long as the next needle is taken down, follow-up, you can also counterattack.

"Ready?" Seeing Park Zhixiong's expression of uncertainty, Liu Lang sneered.

"Come on!" Park Zhixiong clenched his fist.

Liu Lang didn't move forward at all. With a wave of his hand, he threw out the only silver needle left in his hand.

Park Zhixiong squinted his eyes in fright, then quickly searched for him. After searching for a long time, he didn't see the silver needle. He burst into laughter suddenly, "I'm not good at learning skills, so I even dared to play flying needle pricking. It really laughs at me!"

Li Mengdong and others were also dumbfounded.

Liu Lang threw out fifty silver needles just now, and the needles hit the corresponding acupuncture points. But now, there is only one needle, and he has missed it. If the acupuncture points are not correctly pierced, it is understandable, but the current situation is that the acupuncture points are not pierced at all. To people.

The straight-line distance between Liu Lang and Park Zhixiong is two or three meters. Even those who haven't practiced can easily throw them on Park Zhixiong.

"Teacher, the needle, the needle is on your back..." At this moment, Feng Jingbin sounded weakly.

"What?" Park Zhixiong felt a little pain on his back as soon as he was reminded.

He wanted to draw with his hand, but suddenly he felt that his limbs became weak.

"Acupuncture, where is the acupuncture point?" Park Zhixiong asked tremblingly.

"It seems to be, Ming, Mingmen Point!" Feng Jingbin replied hesitantly.

The Mingmen point is between the spinous process of the second lumbar vertebra and the third lumbar vertebra. It belongs to the Du Channel. After being pierced by a silver needle, it will impact the spine and break the air machine, which may cause paraplegia.

"Mingmen, but why are my hands weak..." Park Zhixiong couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground.

"Teacher, teacher!" Feng Jingbin hurriedly pulled out the needle on Park Zhixiong's back, then greeted him and turned him over.

Park Zhixiong's lips were purple, and his limbs dropped weakly to the ground.

"It's not rude to come and go, you just had three stitches, I only returned you one stitch, but the effect is the same." Liu Lang looked down at Park Zhixiong on the ground and said blankly.

Liu Lang didn't want to kill Park Zhixiong, so many people watched it, it would be very troublesome to kill, but just now, when Park Zhixiong wanted to abolish his limbs, he wouldn't stop there.

Liu Lang also wanted limbs.

In fact, a simple Mingmen acupoint can at most abolish Park Zhixiong’s lower limbs. However, Liu Lang’s silver needle carries a trace of real yuan. After the silver needle is pierced on Park Zhixiong’s Mingmen acupoint, the real yuan follows. When the meridians reached Park Zhixiong's upper limbs, he moved a bit, so that Park Zhixiong felt the same weakness in his arms.

As for why the silver needle pierced Park Zhixiong’s back, it’s even simpler. With Liu Lang’s current cultivation base, let alone turning a silver needle, even if it turns a hundred times in place, It's easy.

"Teacher, can you still get up?" Feng Jingbin asked cryingly.

Park Zhixiong shook his head feebly.

"Liu Lang!" Feng Jingbin raised his head and looked at Liu Lang bitterly.

"As a qualified disciple, you should avenge your teacher at this time. Come, let's have another match. I will also let you three stitches." Liu Lang pointed to Feng Jingbin and said.

Feng Jingbin, who was originally filled with righteous indignation, wilted.

Park Zhixiong was his teacher, and he was competing with Liu Lang. Liu Lang gave three shots and was defeated. Didn't he go up and die?

"Withdraw, withdraw!" Feng Jingbin greeted him quickly and lifted Park Zhixiong up. Escaped from the box embarrassedly.

Those two carrying cameras will also be withdrawn.

"You two leave the cameras!" Liu Lang pointed at the two cameras.

The two camera hesitated for a while.

Liu Lang's mind moved, and two more silver needles were added to his hand, "You also want to learn from that country h stick, and have hemiplegia?"

Looking at the silver needle in Liu Lang's hand, the two cameras were scared.

"Mr. Liu, we don't want to do things for the h country club, but there are old people at home and young people at home. If we want to keep the camera here, we will lose our job." One of the cameramen said embarrassedly.

He and his companions are both Chinese. Seeing Piao Zhixiong come to challenge Li Mengdong, the master of Chinese medicine, he is actually very upset, but in order to live, he has to accept such a job.

"Able to take pictures..." Liu Lang thought for a while and asked, "Do you know Liu's media?"

"Know, know!" The two nodded repeatedly. Liu's media has sprung up recently. They are engaged in cameras, and they are considered half of the entertainment industry. How can they not know.

"Take my business card and go to Wen Kai, the general manager of Liu's Media, and ask him to arrange for you to work in the crew. Just say what I said." Liu Lang took out a business card and threw it to the two.

"Join the crew to work?" The two suddenly became ecstatic.

Their current job is to shoot some promotional films, advertisements and the like. They can't do anything at all. Joining the crew to shoot movies and TV shows is their biggest dream.

The two dropped the camera, and after winning streak thanks, they ran away with their business cards.

Liu Lang took out the memory card from the camera and handed it to Yu Fan, "After eating, I will upload the video to the Internet."

"Yes, you must go to the Internet and slap that bunch of country h sticks in the face!" The masters of Chinese medicine immediately reacted and said very relieved.

Park Zhixiong and Feng Jingbin came with the camera, with obvious intentions. They wanted to take pictures of their winning shots and then disseminate them, belittle Huaxia's Chinese medicine practitioners and advocate the so-called H medicine.

Nowadays, it happens to be a way of ruling his body.

"Liu Lang, your performance today is really amazing!" Li Mengdong sighed.

"Yes, I've lived more than 60 years old, and it's the first time I have seen someone use a silver needle to such a level of proficiency!" A Chinese medicine master next to Li Mengdong also sighed repeatedly.

"By the way, Master Liu, how did you let the silver needle fly to the back of the stick of country h?" Someone also asked questions.

"This will involve another aspect of our Chinese medicine, and that is martial arts!" Liu Lang laughed.

"Martial arts? So Master Liu is still a master of martial arts! We really opened our eyes." Everyone admired.

When Liu Lang and a group of masters of Chinese medicine were talking about it, Feng Jingbin had already carried Park Zhixiong out of the hotel. At this moment, his mobile phone suddenly remembered.

Seeing that it was a call from home, Feng Jingbin answered impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"Your grandpa is in a bad condition, go to the hospital!" A hurried voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What?" Feng Jingbin was stunned. His grandfather was seriously ill and had been in the intensive care unit of the hospital. This time, Park Zhixiong came to China to challenge Li Mengdong, and secondly, he consulted for his grandfather.

However, in this situation, can Park Zhixiong be diagnosed with his pulse?

(End of this chapter)