Ghost Valley descendants in the city

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Beijing Gymnasium, a VIP room.

"What's going on?" Seeing Zhong Yiming fall down on the ring for no reason, the beautiful young woman's face suddenly changed and she shouted.

"According to the observation of the sniper above, he seems to have been poisoned!" Yin Xiao replied tremblingly.

The beautiful young woman looked cold and said in a low voice, "Where is the medical team you brought?"

"I informed them and rushed over!" Yin Xiao felt very aggrieved. Poisoning was simply beyond her control.

"Restrict all the people in the island country and ask them for the antidote!" The beautiful young woman slumped on the sofa, her eyes filled with tears.

"Yes!" Yin Xiao picked up the phone and arranged it.

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Immediately after Zhong Yiming fell, Chen Ruxue, Yang Hu and others, as well as Fang Hao and the students from Huaqing University all ran to the ring.

"Yiming, what's wrong with you?" Chen Ruxue shouted with a pale face.

Chen Ruxue knelt down and was about to pick up Zhong Yiming. Yang Hu on the side quickly stopped her, pointed at Zhong Yiming's right hand that had completely turned black, and said with a solemn face: "Yiming has been poisoned, don't touch his body for the time being.

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"Everyone, please disperse. Don't gather around here. Do you want to suffocate him to death?" Yang Hu's comrades stood nearby to stop the students from Huaqing University and some onlookers.

Hearing what they said, these students all consciously stepped back. For a person who is unconscious on the ground, do not have too many people around him, as this will affect the air circulation.

"Teacher Zhong, we believe you will be fine!"

"Despicable islanders actually poisoned Teacher Zhong!"

"Teacher Zhong...wuwu..."

"..."

The students from Huaqing University retreated far away. Their faces were full of anger, and many female students cried sadly.

"Everyone, please step aside, we are doctors!" Five or six doctors-looking people in white coats hurried over carrying several boxes.

Seeing the doctor coming, everyone stepped back consciously to give them enough space.

"Old Liu, you first use acupuncture to lock the meridians on your right arm to prevent the spread of poisonous gas!" A middle-aged man wearing black glasses said to a bald little old man.

"Okay!" The bald little old man quickly took out a few silver needles from the needle box, without sterilizing them, and pricked Zhong Yiming's shoulder directly.

The other doctors opened all the boxes they brought, and they contained things that ordinary people could not understand.

There are instruments with small traffic lights flashing constantly, and needles filled with liquids of different colors...

These doctors divided their work and worked together to treat Zhong Yiming in an orderly manner.

"Which hospital are you from?" Yang Hu asked with a frown, because these are not the doctors he brought here.

"We are from Longwangshan Sanatorium!" one of the doctors replied without raising his head.

After hearing their answers, Yang Hu's expression suddenly changed, and then he stood quietly aside and stopped talking.

"Brother Yiming!" Fang Yaxin squatted aside, her two big watery eyes were red, and tears were falling down.

Chen Ruxue on the side turned to look at the girl who was crying extremely sadly, patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Xiaoya, Yiming will be fine."

"Sister Ruxue, I'm so worried about brother Yiming!" Fang Yaxin threw herself into Chen Ruxue's arms, sobbing sadly.

Chen Ruxue patted Fang Yaxin's back gently, and the corners of her eyes gradually became moist.

Yi Xin, Zhang Siqiang and others on the side opened their mouths in surprise when they saw that these two women, who had a close relationship with Zhong Yiming, hugged each other.

Here, a group of people are urgently treating Zhong Yiming. Over there, a group of people are also treating Beigong Liuyun.

They had stopped Beigong Liuyun's bleeding at the beginning. If they rushed back to the big hospital in time, the severed limbs might still be reattached.

But the knife thrown by Zhong Yiming hit Bei Gong Liuyun's abdomen. Many internal organs were damaged, and there was massive bleeding in the chest.

After some treatment, these people all shook their heads. This also meant that Beigong Liuyun was declared dead.

"You despicable Chinese people, he must pay a huge price for this!" An old man who looked like a butler stood up and yelled at Zhong Yiming.

This old man is indeed the great butler of the Beigong family. This time Beigong Liuyun traveled to the west to challenge Chinese martial arts, he was with him as a companion. While taking care of his food and daily life, he also had to protect his safety.

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It is a pity that Beigong Liuyun, who was not good at learning, stopped working in the first battle after crossing to the west. It is reasonable for the old man to be so angry.

Bang!

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a purple shadow suddenly rushed over and finally hit his chest hard.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out. The old man flew back three or four meters and sat down on the ground. He glanced at the purple shadow standing in front of him with his hands on his hips. The old man tilted his head and fainted.

passed.

"Hey..." The little purple man stood up with his two front paws on his waist. He didn't know what he was saying. But looking at the way he looked at this time, he was obviously very angry.

No one at the scene could have imagined that the cute-looking little squirrel in front of them could have such powerful attack power and spirituality.

"Damn! So fierce!"

"Good boy! It's done!"

"My dear mother!"

"..."

When the people in the stands saw this scene, they immediately started talking. In this way, Xiao Zi became the other most dazzling star today besides Zhong Yiming.

"I'm going to sue you! I'm going to sue you for murder, I'm going to sue you for beating our government officials!" After a while, the little old man came to his senses. With the help of several people, he roared again.

"Mr. Kitamiya Sugato, we suspect that you poisoned our citizens in a fair competition signed by both parties. Please come with us!" More than a dozen men in black surrounded the islanders, one of whom

The man in black took out an ID, waved it in front of the little old man, and said calmly.

"What? He obviously violated the terms of the agreement, and I want to sue him for murder!" The little old man named Kitamiya Sugato looked in disbelief as he pointed at Zhong Yiming and said.

"Take it away!" The man in black was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and waved to his companion.

"You can't do this!"

"Stupid Chinese!"

"Do you want to provoke the war between the two countries?"

"..."

All these island countries have been controlled. They are very unconvinced, and they are jumping. They are called, just like those monkeys in the zoo.

The dead body of the dead body was also carried away. The broken ring was full of dried blood stains. It seemed to say how fierce the battle was before.

After checking Zhong Yiming, the doctor picked up a needle tube filled with red SE liquid and pierced Zhong Yiming's right arm.

"We have never seen this toxin, but we gave him a sheet to understand the toxic serum, and the condition was temporarily stabilized. But we have to bring him back to the nursing home!"

The sweat on his forehead said.

"Okay. Trouble you!" Yang Hu nodded. "Can we let us all pass?"

"I can't do this!" Said the middle -aged doctor.

"Bring them all!" Yin Xiao didn't know when he came here, and said faintly to the doctor.

Later, Zhong Yiming was lifted into the stretcher. The two comrades of Yang Hu went to the stretcher and walked outside the gymnasium. Chen Ruxue and others followed tightly behind.

"Teacher Zhong, you must get better!" The students of Huaqing University shouted uniformly.

These students' shouts include various feelings. There are expectations, worry, and endless respect.

"It must be better!"

"You are our hero of Huaxia, you must get better!"

I don't know if it was affected by the students or what, the people on the stands shouted intermittently.

"You must get better!" As if someone shouted a password, the people on the stands suddenly shouted.

The momentum is like a rainbow, sounding through the sky!

"You must get better!"

Tens of thousands of people shouted together. The momentum was mighty, and the huge echo could not be calmed for a long time.

Chen Ruxue cried, Fang Yaxin cried, Yi Xin cried, Zhang Siqiang's old men also cried, and even the corners of the eyes of Yang Hu's iron -blooded men became moist.

"You must get better!"

This sentence contains too much.

After leaving the stadium, Zhong Yiming was carried on a red flag RV. Chen Ruxue and Fang Yaxin also sat up, and everyone else went to drive her car.

Li Jun and Liu Hao and Yi Xin are Zhang Siqiang's BMW, while Yang Hu and others drove the super -stroke, domineering six rounds of Hummer.

BMW and Hummer followed the red flag car, and quickly went to the suburbs of Beijing. As these people left, the lively gymnasium also returned to peace.

The Beijing Stadium was completely calm, but the Internet, TV, and newspaper once again pushed the matter again.

Huaxia post.

"In ancient times, Yuanjia anti -foreign enemy, today there is a Ming Yang Guowei."

"Tang Dao is in hand, I have the world!"

"Brother Yiming is so kind. If you change me, he will cut off his fifth limbs!"

"Upstairs, how can there be a fifth limbs?"

"Brother, what is your crotch?"

"Let us pray for him silently, I hope he will return to RI early, and then show the strong wind!"

"..."

In just one hour, there are as many as 10 million posts about Zhong Yiming, and the reply directly over 100 million. Most of the responses are praying for Zhong Yiming silently.

The number of clicks on the video of this match skyrocketed. Because there were so many viewers, the website crashed many times.

Beijing. A private villa.

A middle-aged man wearing a green robe stood on the edge of a lotus pond. He was holding a big bowl in his hand. The bowl was filled with brown and red meatballs. He scattered the meatballs one by one across the lotus pond.

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"Not even gods can save him this time!" the middle-aged man sneered.

"Dad, is he really going to die?" a young man asked.

"Of course. Without my antidote, no one can cure that kind of poison!"

The middle-aged man turned around and said to the young man: "Learn a little bit. Fighting over others is the behavior of a fool!"

"What about Ru Xue and me...?" the young man asked.

"It's just a woman, I'll help you get it done!"

ps: This is the third chapter. The old ghost is a novice, and in order to ensure the quality of the chapter, he does not write very fast. The most important thing is that the old ghost types too slowly. At his best, he can write one thousand and five thousand an hour.

A hundred words, quite speechless. If you have any coding skills, you can teach me. Thank you very much!