As soon as Wu Zheng's words fell, he heard Cheng Xiaojin's angry voice in the carriage: "Crow's mouth, the brothers deliberately dragged Bao Hao to come to help you out. I haven't met yet! You cursed me to death. ."
"You're not dead, don't you come down soon?"
"I... Can't I catch my breath?"
After talking about Cheng Xiaojin, the guy flopped at his feet and helped the carriage down. As he walked and squatted, his legs were so soft that Niu Yaozu couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurriedly walked over and supported him.
Wu Zheng also came over, grabbed Cheng Xiaojin's hand and probed his pulse and said, "Why is your kid's body like this?"
Niu Yaozu said: "Brother Wu doesn't know something. This kid had a serious illness when he was young. This is a congenital deficiency."
"Drinking like this with a congenital deficiency is really looking for death! No wonder you are so angry with your old man."
After speaking, Wu Zheng raised his hand and pointed out a few more silver needles.
When Cheng Xiaojin saw Wu Zheng's needle flashing in his palm, he hurriedly asked: "Brother Wu, you..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that Wu Zheng's needle had fallen on his body, and a few needles were inserted on his head and back. This allowed Niu Yaozu to help him sit down on the carriage again.
"How do you feel?" Wu Zheng approached, looking at Cheng Xiaojin who was in a daze.
Cheng Xiaojin half-opened his eyes and said, "It's a bit... hot! But it's very comfortable."
"This is called Guiyuan Needle, and it depends on you as my brother. I would not treat him so arrogantly as an ordinary person."
Cheng Xiaojin nodded in a daze, Wu Zheng went through the stitches, and the face was just like gold paper folded. Cheng Xiaojin's face immediately became bloody, and the big beads of sweat were like being squeezed out of the flesh. Yes, falling down with a patter.
After a while, Wu Zheng closed the needle, but saw Cheng Xiaojin suddenly become excited. Sitting on the rafter of the car, a pendulum almost didn't fall off the rafter of the car.
Qin Xiang on the side saw all these things, and hurriedly leaned in and said, "Is this guy Cheng Xiaojin okay!"
But seeing Cheng Xiaojin stood up by himself, wiped the sweat from his head and smiled: "Happy, brother Wu, my eldest brother, my eldest brother, your needle technique is really amazing! How can you make someone so stabbed? Shudan."
After speaking, this kid didn't forget to move his limbs and walked back and forth for two steps and then jumped three times. He turned his head and said with a surprised expression: "Brother Wu, what kind of stitch is this? How come back so amazing?"
"Didn't I say it? This is called Guiyuan Needle. If you weren't my brother, I wouldn't bother to use this long-lost, peerless magic needle!"
Qin Xiang stared blankly, and quickly grabbed Wu Zheng's hand and said, "Brother, my good brother, help me get a few shots!"
Wu Zheng shook his head, "Brother, it's not my stingy to be a brother! Just now you saw how amazing this Guiyuan needle is, and the more amazing this thing is, the harder it will be. You can only use it once at most. If you really want to try it tomorrow! You won’t be able to pierce it today."
When Qin Xiang heard this, he quickly threw away Wu Zheng's hand and said, "You are stingy, I think you are stingy."
"It's alright." Cheng Xiaojin walked over and put Wu Zheng and Qin Xiang together under his arm, and smiled: "Brother Qin, don't be angry. I believe Brother Wu must be telling the truth this time. If you don't believe me, see. Seeing that his head is sweating, it must have taken a lot of effort just now in a way that we don't know. So, Brother Qin, don't embarrass Brother Wu anymore."
Then he smiled to Wu Zheng and said, "Brother Wu, today I brought a full ten thousand taels of silver bills, and I promise to ask you to play Trump. As for Luo Yu..."
Cheng Xiaojin looked back at Niu Yaozu and said, "I said, Brother Niu, don’t cry. We are all brothers who were born and died together. The battle back to Langshan was the most proud piece of my life in Cheng Xiaojin’s life. Even if you die, you won’t forget, let alone our brothers who came down from the battlefield. So if you have any trouble in the future, just say, don’t be embarrassed, it’s all life and death. Your trouble is mine. Trouble, no matter if we can help or not, we have to go all in, otherwise, how can we get the word brother right
So today, regardless of whether Brother Wu wins or loses, your brother-in-law is wrapped up in me. But this matter has to wait until we have finished the betting, Luo Yu should also make him suffer a little bit more memory. "
Niu Yaozu said: "Since you treat me as a brother, how can you trouble your brother, do I deserve to be your brother?... (End of this chapter)