The Peerless Master

Chapter 53: Really dead (second update)

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This is an old man with white hair, wearing a simple shirt, and he walks unsteadily, as if he is about to fall down at any time.

However, under this shaking body, the old man's old hands were extremely steady.

The old man grabbed the thin man's left hand and pressed two fingers on the thin man's pulse with incredible accuracy.

"Yes, it's a symptom of poisoning." In just a moment, the old man had diagnosed the thin man's symptoms. However, there was some doubt in his eyes: "But I don't know what kind of poison he was poisoned by."

"I said that it was this black shop that poisoned my husband. Give me back my man's life!" Before the old man could finish his words, the middle-aged woman hugged the thin man and cried like crazy.

"Sister-in-law, I'm the boss here. Let's talk it over nicely. It's more important to save people first." The restaurant owner hurried forward to persuade her. The two buyers who wanted to buy his restaurant were still here. If she continued to scold him like this, the restaurant might not be sold.

"You are the black-hearted boss, give me back my man's life!" When the middle-aged woman saw the boss coming forward, she immediately let go of her man, then grabbed the restaurant owner's clothes tightly, looking like she was going to fight to the death.

"Sister-in-law, please talk nicely. Let's talk nicely." The restaurant owner kept saying nice things and trying to persuade her.

"ah-"

The thin man on the ground suddenly screamed, his body shook wildly, and then his head tilted and there was no movement.

"Look, my man has been poisoned to death, how can you expect me to speak properly! Give me back my man's life, give me back my man's life!" The middle-aged woman pulled the restaurant owner's clothes and shouted even more frantically.

"Snap, snap, snap..." With a series of noises, the buttons of the restaurant owner's shirt were all torn off. Suddenly, his chest covered with black hair was exposed to the air.

"If you have something to say, please say it nicely. If you have something to say, please say it nicely..." Businessmen are most afraid of encountering such unlucky things, so they can only keep persuading.

"Hehe—" Chen Feng looked at the people in the field and suddenly laughed.

Xiao Lin frowned and cursed in a low voice: "Do you have any conscience? Can't you see that the man is in a bad condition? You still laugh."

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, smiled faintly, patted Xiao Lin's shoulder, and said nothing.

"Hmph, you have no sympathy." Xiao Lin shook her shoulders, let Chen Feng's hand go, and turned her face away in a huff.

On the other side, the white-haired old man was also anxious when he saw that the man suddenly stopped making any sound. He hurriedly reached around the thin man's neck, but found that he could no longer feel a pulse.

The old man frowned violently. Logically speaking, even if it was highly poisonous, it couldn't be fatal so quickly. What kind of poison was this? Even he had never seen it before.

Although he was thinking, the old man's hands did not stop, and he quickly took out a wooden box from the shoulder bag. After opening it, several silver lights suddenly appeared, and it turned out to be several shining silver needles.

The old man picked out one skillfully and inserted it carefully into the thin man's Zhongji acupoint.

However, after the injection, the thin man still lay on the ground, motionless.

The old man's expression remained unchanged. He took out another silver needle from the medicine box and carefully inserted it into the young man's mastoid point. His movements were as smooth as flowing water without any pause.

Another needle was inserted into the Juque acupoint, and the old man's face finally became solemn. After three needles, the thin man still lay motionless on the ground, without any sign of life.

Seeing that there was no effect, the old man's right hand suddenly moved quickly, like a sewing machine. In an instant, all the silver needles in the needle box had been nailed into various acupuncture points on the thin man's body.

However, the man was still lying on the ground motionless, without any breath.

The old man felt the man's pulse again and sighed helplessly: "It seems that this man is beyond saving?"

"What are you doing?" The middle-aged woman who was struggling with the restaurant owner finally discovered that her husband's body was full of silver needles. A trace of panic flashed in her eyes. She hurriedly let go of the restaurant owner, ran to her husband, and pushed away the old man who was about to take out the needles.

"Who told you to treat him recklessly?" The middle-aged woman shouted at the old man, "Why did you treat my man recklessly? What if you make him worse?"

As she spoke, the woman had quickly pulled out several silver needles from her husband's body and threw them on the ground.

The old man opened his mouth but said nothing. He lowered his head to pick up the silver needles that the woman had thrown on the ground.

"This woman is really ungrateful. The old man was clearly trying to save her husband, yet she still blames him." Xiao Lin was indignant watching from the side. She wanted to step forward and argue with him out of a sense of justice.

Chen Feng grabbed Xiao Lin's hand and stopped her.

"Let me go, you bad guy!" Xiao Lin seemed to be still angry about Chen Feng's laughter just now, and she said with a pout. However, her face was flushed.

He shook his hands hard, but found that Chen Feng was holding them very tightly and he couldn't shake them off.

"Let go." Xiao Lin was both ashamed and angry, and she whispered coquettishly. In her life, she had never been held by a man before.

However, Chen Feng just smiled faintly, as if he didn't hear Xiao Lin's words, and still held Xiao Lin's little hand tightly.

"Hmph!" Xiao Lin snorted hatefully, but did not struggle anymore. However, her palms were sweaty and wet, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Dad, are you okay?" The middle-aged woman gently held up her husband's upper body and called softly, as if her husband could hear her. Her hands caressed her husband's back inadvertently, as if she was helping him straighten his clothes.

However, after a few seconds, the middle-aged woman's gentle touch suddenly turned violent.

"Dad, don't scare me." The middle-aged woman's hands quickly stroked every part of the man's back, her face full of horror. She stared with eyes wide open and shouted, "How come it's gone? How come it's gone? Dad, wake up, wake up!"

Calling her husband over and over again, the middle-aged woman's eyes were full of despair, and she murmured to herself: "Dad, didn't you say that there was no problem? Didn't you say that it was just a fake death? But why is there no movement behind you? Wake up, wake up."

But her husband still lay on the ground motionless like a lifeless piece of wood.

"Woo—" The middle-aged woman finally broke down, howling and crawling to her feet, grabbing the old man's clothes, and yelling at the top of her voice: "Why do you have to meddle in other people's business? Why do you want to heal my man?"

The shrill voice was mixed with deep sorrow, making the people around him somewhat confused.

"Hey, why are you like this? This old man is clearly trying to save your husband, and you're scolding him?" Xiao Lin's sense of justice finally erupted, and she dragged Chen Feng to the woman.

"Who asked him to save me? If it weren't for him, my husband wouldn't have died." The middle-aged woman's voice broke, and her unusually hoarse voice was full of sadness.

"Are you kidding me? Your husband is obviously dying, yet you are blaming this old gentleman." Xiao Lin was not willing to be outdone. She looked at the middle-aged woman with sympathy but also a bit of anger.

"Who said my husband was dead? He just took some medicine and pretended to be dead, but he was really dead after being pricked by the needle by this old man." The middle-aged woman seemed to be too sad and said it without thinking.

"Oh—" The people around them immediately understood that the two men had originally used a self-torture trick to extort some money from this restaurant. Who knew that by chance, this old man would ruin their plan and even lose his life.

"Oh, so you asked for it." The restaurant owner was immediately furious. It turned out that these two people were just slandering him. However, now it seems that someone has really died, and the situation is just as tricky.

“The child’s father... please wake up.” The middle-aged woman seemed tired of scolding her husband. She hugged her husband’s body helplessly, sat on the ground weakly, and sobbed softly.

"Don't worry, wait for the ambulance to arrive, then go to the hospital, maybe he can be saved." The old man had already packed up the needle box and said to the middle-aged woman with concern. What a way of repaying evil with kindness.

"Okay, okay!" The middle-aged woman was desperate and had lost her own opinion. She just followed what the old man said, picked up her husband and walked out.

"Wait, if you don't want your husband to meet the King of Hell, let him go and don't move!" Chen Feng's voice suddenly rang out.