As soon as he finished speaking, four men in camouflage uniforms came out of the woods.
These people exude a strong murderous aura. Only those who have experienced the baptism of life and death on the battlefield will have such murderous aura.
"Chuhe!"
A dark-skinned man stood up and said coldly: "You openly killed Colonel Zhao Bin, you are guilty!"
"It turns out they are from the military!"
Chu He glanced at these people and asked: "The Zhao Bin you are talking about, shouldn't he die for helping others commit evil?"
"Asshole!"
Another man in camouflage said angrily: "I'll give you two options now, either leave China immediately, or I'll send you down to apologize to Zhao Bin!"
"Are you worthy of threatening me?"
Chu He smiled contemptuously, picked up a leaf from the side, and flicked it with his fingers!
Whoosh!
The green leaves shot out like bullets, grazing a man's cheek and leaving a small trail of blood.
The four of them looked back and were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them!
I saw the soft leaf inserted directly into the hard trunk, leaving only a short section outside.
"Release your true energy...you, are you at the Grandmaster level?"
The dark-skinned man's eyes widened and he looked at Chu He in horror. He was actually a master at such a young age?
The warriors of China are divided into four realms: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. Each level can be divided into primary, intermediate, and high levels. Those above the high level are masters. As for those who surpass the master, it is another level. !
Only when you reach the Huang-level Grandmaster realm can you release your true energy and pluck leaves to hurt people!
Most people can only stay at the high-level Huang level throughout their lives. Chu He is already a Yellow-level grandmaster at such a young age, which is simply incredible!
"Come if you are not afraid of death!"
Chu He didn't want to explain, and his sharp eyes swept across the faces of the four people one by one. The other people lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.
"Let's go, we lost!"
Finally, the black-faced man gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.
"Remember, don't bother me if you have nothing to do in the future, or you will be responsible for the consequences!" Chu He said and strode away.
"Old Hei, what should we do?"
"Report it truthfully. Our superiors did not ask us to kill Chuhe!"
"That's right. The four of us together are no match for him anyway."
"..."
As soon as these words came out, several people lowered their heads, and a sense of frustration that they had never experienced before arose spontaneously. They were the four war kings in the southern theater. Removing heads among thousands of armies was like searching for objects. Unexpectedly, they were captured today. Chuhe is so tight...
outside the community.
Chu He hailed a taxi on the side of the road and quickly arrived at Zhong Ling'er's home according to the address on the marriage certificate.
This is a large villa that can be called a manor. The two golden copper doors look solemn and majestic. Standing at the door are two bodyguards in black wearing sunglasses. They are serious and don't smile, giving people a feeling of 'keep strangers away'.
In addition, there is an ambulance parked in front of the villa, which looks out of place with the surrounding high-end environment.
"The old man found a rich woman for me?" Chu He murmured.
"Brother, the Zhong family is the richest man in Beicheng. Do you know him?" The driver couldn't help but be curious after hearing this.
"Of course, this is my fiancée's house!" After Chu He said, he pushed open the car door, got out of the car and walked straight towards the door of the villa.
"Bah, shameless!"
The driver looked at Chu He's back and couldn't help but spit...
As soon as he arrived at the door, Chu He was stopped by the bodyguard.
"Are you Professor Zhou's assistant?"
"Professor Zhou?"
Chu He was stunned, but the bodyguard said hurriedly: "Come in with me quickly, the lady is waiting for your help!"
"Is your lady Zhong Ling'er?" Chu He asked.
The bodyguard nodded, thinking that he didn't understand the situation when he just arrived, so he simply introduced him.
It turned out that Zhong Ling'er fell into a coma due to a strange disease half a month ago. The Zhong family visited famous doctors but couldn't cure it. Fortunately, the Zhong family had extensive connections and invited an old professor from Beijing to treat Zhong Ling'er.
Soon, Chu He was taken to Zhong Linger's room by the bodyguard.
There was a large bed in the room, with a woman lying on the white sheets. An old man with gray hair sat beside the bed, doing acupuncture for the patient. At the end of the bed stood two middle-aged men, a man and a woman, looking very anxious.
Seeing Chu He and the bodyguards, the middle-aged man just glanced at them, and then turned his attention to the patient.
Chu He leaned on the door frame and watched the old man doing acupuncture with interest.
"Mr. Zhou, can my daughter wake up?"
The middle-aged woman asked worriedly when she saw that the patient was unresponsive.
"rest assured!"
Zhou Renxin nodded, took out a slender silver needle from the wooden box next to her, and said, "With this last needle prick, Miss Zhong will wake up!"
After saying that, Zhou Renxin took the silver needle and stabbed Zhong Linger's Baihui point.
"stop!"
Everyone was startled, and when they looked back, they realized it was Chu He.
"Who are you? Who told you to stop!" After Zhong Mingfeng came to his senses, he glared at Chu He and asked angrily.
"If I don't stop, the patient will die or become disabled after this injection!" Chu He walked up to the man and said seriously.
"Mr. Zhong, is this little friend also the doctor you invited?" Zhou Renxin frowned slightly, and it could be seen that Chu He's words made him very unhappy.
As a famous doctor in the capital, many dignitaries were respectful in front of him. When he was treating patients, who dared to shout or yell?
"No!"
Zhong Mingfeng turned to look at the woman and asked, "Honey, did you invite him here?"
"No, I thought he was Professor Zhou's assistant!" Ou Hui shook his head vigorously.
"Bastard! Who are you, kid?" Zhong Mingfeng was furious when he heard this.
"You'd better save people first, otherwise Zhong Ling'er will be dead!" Chu He said with a shrug.
"My little friend, are you a doctor?" Zhou Renxin frowned.
"The acupuncture technique you used just now is derived from "Hua Tuo's Golden Needle Jue", right?" Chu He did not answer directly, but asked indifferently.
"You, you actually know "Hua Tuo's Golden Needle Technique"?"
Zhou Renxin was shocked that this young man could casually talk about long-lost acupuncture techniques, and he had to take a high look.
"The Golden Needle Technique, seven needles determine life and death!"
"It's a pity that you don't know how to pretend to understand. The last injection did not fall on the Baihui point at all. Forcibly administering the acupuncture will only cause the patient to be paralyzed in mild cases or dead in severe cases!" Chu He's voice gradually became colder.
Zhong Mingfeng was shocked when he heard this and asked hurriedly: "Professor Zhou, is this guy talking nonsense?"
"Alas...he is right."
Zhou Renxin's face turned red, and he immediately clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Chuhe, saying respectfully: "It turns out that your Excellency is a master of Qihuang. Please forgive me for not being able to recognize Mount Tai. I was really offended just now!"
"Also, please give me some advice from an expert, how should I handle this seventh injection?"
"..."
When Zhong Mingfeng and his wife saw this, they couldn't help being dumbfounded. A prestigious old Chinese medicine doctor in the capital actually bowed to a young man and said that he couldn't see Taishan?
