The man clutched his buttocks tightly, yet it seed as if air was leaking out, with foul qi being continuously slapped out of him.
"So that’s how it is! The descent of foul qi is just farting!"
George had an expression of surprise and delight.
Yin Tian reached out again, touching a spot near George’s knee, "If this spot is struck by a silver needle, one will temporarily lose the ability to move their legs."
As Yin Tian spoke, his wrist gave another flick.
A poor soul’s legs imdiately went weak, and he fell to his knees on the spot.
"And here."
Yin Tian raised his hand again, touching a spot on George’s neck, "Striking here with a silver needle can cause a person to fall into a coma, but the force must be light, otherwise, it’s easy to kill soone outright."
Before he finished speaking, Yin Tian demonstrated again on George.
George watched, his heart surging with excitent, clearly astonished by the techniques displayed by Yin Tian.
"Let try..."
George, unable to contain his excitent, tossed out the silver needles one by one.
However, being a beginner, his force was neither light nor heavy, and those individuals called over by Huafa shrieked in agony as if ghosts were wailing and wolves were howling.
"Teacher... I can’t do it..."
Seeing that he hadn’t succeeded even once, George looked towards Yin Tian with a crestfallen face.
Yin Tian stretched out his hand, patting George’s head, "Take it slow; after all, we still have so many people here."
Hearing Yin Tian’s words and seeing that expression on his face, those who hadn’t yet fallen victim to George’s clumsy hand all turned pale, their legs trembling.
What did Yin Tian take them for?
Sparring partners?
Encouraged by Yin Tian, George once again made an attempt.
Finally, after another dozen or so people had fallen to the ground, one person let out a fart.
A look of joy flashed in George’s eyes as he turned to look at Yin Tian.
His expression was like that of a child seeking praise from a parent.
Yin Tian didn’t hesitate to give George a thumbs up, "Well done."
George’s situation, to put it unkindly, was that of a blockhead, a complete novice, but to put it kindly, it was that of an innocent heart.
Had he been in ancient tis, he would certainly have been sought after by those practicing spiritual arts, eager to take him as a Disciple.
Listening to the conversation between Yin Tian and George, Huafa was so angry he felt like he was going mad.
What are these two doing!
What do they take him for!
Just as he was about to lose his temper, a loud voice suddenly ca from a distance.
"What’s going on!"
The voice was incredibly rough and resonant, "Don’t you know fighting is banned in my territory? If you want to fight, take it outside!"
The newcor was a middle-aged man, burly and stocky, his arms nearly as thick as Yin Tian’s thighs.
Especially the tattoos that covered his body; it was almost impossible to see any normal skin.
He strode forward, his face colored with indignation.
"Rob... Robinson, it’s... it’s them!"
Huafa didn’t hesitate to point fingers, pushing all the bla onto Yin Tian and his group, "It was them who started it, I was just forced to defend myself!"
Robinson?
Yin Tian was taken aback.
He rembered...
Old Doctor Qu had given him a bullet, telling him to find the man nad Robinson!
Upon hearing Huafa’s words, Robinson also turned to look at Yin Tian, "Huaxia people? What are you doing here? I don’t welco people from Huaxia."
The smug smile that appeared on Huafa’s face who was hiding behind Robinson seed to say that with Robinson’s fiery temper, Yin Tian and his group were in for trouble this ti!
"Have you gone mute? Speak up."
As Robinson spoke, he reached out his beefy arm towards Yin Tian.
Anticipation gleaming in Huafa’s eyes, he couldn’t wait to see what was going to happen next.
But just then, Yin Tian simply took a bullet out of his pocket.
The bullet had a patina over it, its bronze casing turned dark brown, indicating its age.
"Do you recognize this thing?"
Robinson’s hand suddenly stiffened mid-reach.
He looked at the bullet suspiciously, asking, "How did this bullet end up in your hands?"
"The Divine Doctor, Sir Qu, gave it to , telling to look for you here if I needed help," Yin Tian said without hesitation.
Robinson took the bullet from Yin Tian’s hand, inspected it carefully, and after confirming there was no mistake, he turned and delivered a slap to Huafa’s face.
Smack!
Huafa, slight in build, was sent flying by the blow.
Clutching his face and spitting out two white teeth, he looked incredulously at Robinson, "Robinson! Have you lost your mind? They started it; why are you hitting ?"
"It’s you that deserves a beating!"
Robinson coldly eyed Huafa, "From today on, you and your Blood Eagle Society are banned from setting foot in my restaurant ever again!"
"What sort of rule is that!"
Huafa shouted furiously.
Robinson first removed his white coat, laid it out on the table, then reached out and snatched Huafa close.
Before Huafa could speak, Robinson bit off one of his fingers without hesitation.
Ignoring Huafa’s screams, he then used the severed finger to write sothing on the white coat.
Afterward, Robinson nonchalantly shoved Huafa to the ground.
"Now I have this rule here."
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