God of Life

Lu Yichen felt ashamed and angry when he found Chen Yuhang and his party.

shame!

What a shame!

She shrunk even more, her body trembling, and she arched her waist hard.

In fact, it was a stress reaction caused by shame, but in the eyes of Chen Yuhang and others, they only felt that it was scared by Wang Yan.

The young man sat quietly and upright on the chair, his waist was not strained deliberately, but his shoulders were very straight.

Four words flashed through Chen Yuhang and Fang Tong's minds - Extraordinary manners.

Arrogant and extravagant, but not very aggressive.

However, Lu Yichen shrank like a big shrimp from his unrevealed posture, which made him look even more terrifying and unpredictable.

You really are a ruthless stubble!

A feeling of emotion emerged in Chen Yuhang's heart, and he stopped a little nervously, staying at the end of the crowd.

...

Just when Lu Yichen's mind went blank with shame and anger, Wang Yan suddenly raised his head and looked over.

"The conflict just now, I can pretend that it never happened."

"Low goods like you, I have to dispose of a lot every year, too lazy to think or remember."

"The point is about Na Wu being disfigured."

"I don't have any hard requirements, you can figure it out."

"As much as you think the responsibility lies with you, just pay for the mental damage, send it up, make an apology, and we will settle the matter."

"Okay, stop sticking around here, it doesn't look good."

Wang Yan's voice was soothing and calm, Lu Yichen even heard a hint of warmth from it, and was so moved that he wanted to cry.

Boss, thank you for saving my face!

"Okay, okay! Lord Wang, I'll do it right away, don't worry! I will definitely... woo... Thank you, Lord Wang!"

Lu Yichen spoke incoherently, and even choked a little in the middle.

Lin Baizhou and others squinted over, feeling speechless and shocked at the same time.

In psychology, there is something called Stockholm Syndrome.

The life and death of the hostage is in the hands of the killer, and if the killer allows him to survive, the hostage will be very grateful and even have a sense of psychological dependence.

To meet the conditions for Stockholm Syndrome, four factors are required.

1. Must truly feel life-threatening.

When Wang Yan "broke off" Heizi's neck, then pointed at Lu Yichen and said "you next", Lu Yichen really thought he was going to die.

2. Isolation from people other than the killer, and no access to other viewpoints.

During the whole process, basically no one else spoke up, and Heizi's scolding was not counted, and he was completely satisfied.

3. The hostage must believe that it is impossible to escape.

where to escape?

There is a home, a business, an address, and a store.

Unless you go to other places to hide, but, being remembered by someone like Wang Yan, you can't escape the psychological pressure.

4. Receive a small favor.

How considerate is Mrs. Wang? !

As soon as Chen Yuhang's group of sand sculptures came, Lord Wang let me go, fearing that I would lose face and "not look good", woo woo woo, so touched!

...

Wang Yan himself didn't realize that by chance, Lu Yichen's act of "simmering" for a while actually produced a Stockholm Syndrome patient.

The current Lu Yichen was even psychologically grateful to Wang Yan for his mercy.

Not to mention the emotion of fear, it went deep into the bone marrow.

To be fair, any 23-year-old young man would see his friend's neck broken in the most straightforward way by a ruthless killer, and his psychological defense would collapse.

Moreover, Wang Yan's foreshadowing was all at the actor level, which was a real impromptu performance.

No, no, not a show.

To be exact, it was just an act, most of it was Wang Yan's real character.

What the system brings to Brother Fugui is not only financial ability, but also real superpowers.

If it was just money, Wang Yan wouldn't have such a strong confidence.

The most powerful thing is those solidified abilities and habits, such as the beauty of body posture, cautious speech, Gracey Jiu-jitsu, etc., have an indescribable and huge effect on improving self-confidence and shaping mentality.

and reading, observing, thinking,

gained wisdom.

Today, under the catalysis of external pressure and internal anger, Wang Yan finally condensed his own style of action.

killer? !

godfather? !

actor? !

Neither is right.

Sprinkle freely, retract freely, vary from person to person, and adapt to local conditions.

Yi said: There is no change in the great change, but change and eternity.

Sun Tzu said: All fighters win by right combination and by surprise.

Wang Yan's style may be described as...

Zhengqi is ever-changing and the waves are endless.

...

Lu Yichen covered his face and ran away, Wang Yan stood up and faced Lin Baizhou.

Uncle...

Ah bah bah!

Good friends, you can no longer put on airs, you have to treat them in a different way.

"Brother Zhou, are you okay?"

Give me a hug, Wang Xiaodi asked with concern.

Lin Baizhou smiled naturally: "It's okay, in fact, I just rushed to fight. I'm not very good at fighting."

"That's good."

Wang Yan nodded, knowing what to do.

Lin Baizhou was indeed not the kind of aggressive person, and his temper was even milder than Lin Weiwei's. Today's incident was purely unlucky and he just happened to catch up, and it couldn't be justified without his help.

Looking back, Wu Fanlin followed, Fang Tong was two steps away, and Chen Yuhang was at the end.

In terms of expression, Wu Fanlin was very calm, Fang Tong was a little scared and curious, and Chen Yuhang was the most awkward, the kind of worry mixed with anxiety and expectation.

Lin Baizhou sighed silently and patted Wang Yan on the shoulder.

"Let's go, young master, let's go upstairs to see Na Wu and the others?"

"Brother Zhou, don't make trouble. You like to call my younger brother my younger brother. If you like to call me a dog, don't go out with me."

Wang Yan smiled shyly, purely and harmlessly, like a big boy.

If it weren't for the smell of urine still lingering in the nose, everyone would have believed it.

Damn Jill, how many times have you scared to pee tonight? !

...

Wang Bladder Killer Urethra Yan glanced at Chen Yuhang with a smile, turned and went upstairs without saying anything.

What I said to Lu Yichen before was to Xiao Lu, and even more so to Chen Yuhang and his group.

How much you can understand depends on the individual.

Lin Baizhou undoubtedly understood, so he directly proposed to go up to see Na Wu, which was actually the last step for Chen Yuhang.

A group of people filed up the stairs, Fang Tong fell behind, and whispered to Chen Yuhang.

"Master Hang, really, don't push me any more today."

Chen Yuhang kept a straight face and remained silent.

"Listen to my advice, you are much stronger than Lu Yichen's son-in-law, but you are not strong enough to eat shit on the opponent's head, right?"

The implication is that you and Wang Yan are not in the same order of magnitude.

Chen Yuhang let out a muffled "Hmm".

Finally got the feedback, Fang Tong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fighting to shake people, drag racing to fight for wealth, we are not cowardly, can't afford to lose if we can't win? Right?"

"Ok."

"But the master in front of us plays differently from us. He came out of the local beetle circle, and his life is natural, and he will fight for his life if he disagrees. We are porcelain, so we can't afford to touch you, can we?"

What Fang Tong said was the truth that Chen Yuhang already understood.

It's just that the arrogant days have passed for too long, and I have forgotten how many dangers there are outside the circle.

At this moment, being reminded by Fang Tong—no, in fact, without Fang Tong’s reminding, Chen Yuhang’s heart is like a bright mirror.

Fang Tongsheng was afraid that Chen Yuhang would be overwhelmed, so he was still chattering.

"Think about it, our old man will take advantage of at least 35.8 billion, which is enough for us to spend a lifetime of drinking and drinking. It's not fun, what are you talking about?"

"Yah, maybe you don't have as much money as you, but if you spend 10 million yuan, you can only use public tools, and if you spend 1 million yuan, there will be desperadoes working for you. We are worried that something will happen to our family, and you are so wild that you are not afraid of anything..."

"Look, is it interesting?"

Chen Yuhang was annoyed by the nagging, and waved his hands vigorously: "Stop talking."

After taking a few deep breaths, he added: "I understand, thank you!"

Thanks for what?

Thank you for passing me the ladder so I can get down to the stage.

Now, the conflict has not intensified, and it can be over with a soft apology.

If you have to fight a wave, and then go to crawl to make amends after your spine is softened, that is called sickness.

Chen Yuhang was quite irritable, but he wasn't that stupid.

However, after all, I was not reconciled in my heart.

Looking up at Wang Yan's back, Chen Yuhang gritted his teeth and felt that he was far away.

"I remember what happened today, don't give me a chance, or I will step on you hard and let you taste my grievances today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan, who was walking in the front, stopped for no reason and turned his head slightly.

hiss……

Chen Yuhang's back felt cold, and his heart missed two beats.

Bang, bang……………………………… Bang bang, bang bang!

The shooting stopped for a few seconds in the middle, and Chen Yuhang was so nervous that he had difficulty breathing.

Wang Yan really didn't do anything to him, there was no time.

However, just the brain-made content based on the results is enough to make Chen Yuhang fearful.

Well, our classmate Wang is a virtuous person.

...

The ward that Dave opened was the largest double room, and even had a private bathroom. Of course, it couldn’t compare with the Xiangji Suite, but it was pretty good in a hospital.

There was only one man there before, and Dave was so busy that he didn't take a break until now. When he saw Wang Yan at the door, he immediately came to greet him again.

"Sir, I have written down the condition and doctor's orders. Do you want to listen to the report now?"

In front of outsiders, Dave omitted a surname and called Mr. instead of "Mr. Wang".

Wang Yan didn't realize the spirituality.

Mr. Wang's mind is focused on worrying about Na Wu, and he is a little slow to other things.

The silly girl's head was wrapped with gauze, her face was pale, she had woken up at this moment, her big eyes were full of tears.

It looked miserable.

But... unexpectedly pitiful and cute.

Glancing through the window, Wang Yan didn't rush in, stopped in his tracks, and signaled to Dave, "Say it."

Dave took out his small notebook and read from it.

"Miss Nawu is currently suffering from a mild concussion, and may experience symptoms such as dizziness, nausea, vomiting, and short-term memory blurring for a period of time in the future. She needs to rest for at least 2 to 6 weeks."

"The specific recovery needs to be continuously observed, but it can be basically determined that recovery is not a big problem."

"The stitches on the head use absorbable polyglycolic acid coated suture No. 0, which is the so-called high-end cosmetic thread. Director Chen uses the simple interrupted suture technique for subcutaneous sutures. The half-life of suture tension... the wound subcutaneous collagen Deposition, cross-link tension recovery period... wound strength..."

Bababa's professional jargon stunned Wang Yan and his followers, their faces full of confusion.

"In terms of technology, Director Chen has done his best, and the rest is a matter of physical fitness."

"It is expected that the wound surface will be three fine lines with a width of no more than 1 mm, and the color is unknown."

"After the scab falls off, ginger slices can be used to wipe to prevent the granulation tissue from continuing to expand, and vitamin E can be applied appropriately to improve skin elasticity."

"From the above, my personal conclusion is that scars are inevitable, but we can artificially minimize the loss."

"If everything goes well, three white fine lines that are similar to the skin tone are the best results."

Wang Yan nodded, determined.

If I can recover to that level, then I should be able to handle the rest, right?

Although there is currently no category related to beauty...

However, there is always hope...

Reassuring, Wang Yan turned his head and looked around, but couldn't find Lu Yichen.

"Dave, isn't that dirty guy coming up?"

"I came to say hello and said I was going to raise money."

"Apologize for not going in?"

"It seems inconvenient."

Hehe, it's really not convenient...

With that body style, how big of a face do you have to dare to lean in front of a girl?

Leaving Lu Yichen aside, Wang Yan pushed the door open and entered the room.

As soon as Na Wu looked up and saw Gouzi, her long eyelashes flapped, and her big eyes immediately filled with tears again.

"Woof, am I disfigured?"

Xiong Da's voice is a little hoarse, it's so soft, it's so pitiful.

"No four! The doctor said that he can fully recover." Wang Yan opened his mouth and started talking nonsense.

"You liar! Weiwei and Shishi Busi said that!"

Xiong Da pursed his mouth, and the flesh on his chin was squeezed out. It was ugly, but it was very distressing.

"What did they say?"

Wang Yan walked over, stood at the head of the bed, and began to squeeze his fists.

"If they scare you with nonsense, I'll beat them for you! No one is good today, and little fairy Nawu is the biggest!"

Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi sat on the head of Nawu's bed, one on the left and the other on the right, reaching into the quilt to grab things.

"Have you learned to sue for crooked things?"

"Didn't the two of us keep saying that it can be recovered?"

"Don't think that we dare not deal with you because of your fourth patient!"

"Apologize to sister!"

Na Wu was so angry that she jumped up and down: "Oh, you are so annoying! Wang Wang, didn't you say you want to hammer them? Hammer!"

Wang Yan watched them making trouble with a smile.

Alleviating psychological pressure still depends on sisters.

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Fang Tong immediately poked Chen Yuhang.

Chen Yuhang took a deep breath, stepped forward, and bowed to Na Wu.

"Reyinawu, brother provoked all this shit today, I'm sorry, I bow to you and accompany you!"

Na Wu, Lin Weiwei, and Fu Yushi looked up in astonishment and were stunned.

Chen Yuhang's temper is basically impressive after being in contact with it once. Who would have thought that he would admit his mistake one day?

And this level of bowing? !

The apologies are not over yet.

"Brother Chen, I'm really ashamed. I don't have the face to say anything to you guys. Please give me a card number and let me provide a small compensation..."

"No, no need... really no need!"

Na Wu's first reaction was to refuse. First, she felt bad, and second, she felt that the money was too hot to hold.

Wang Yan ignored her objection, directly picked up Na Wu's bag, took out a card from the wallet, and handed it back to Lin Baizhou.

"Na Wu, don't refuse her kindness. Just take good care of your injury, and I'll do other things."

wink.

Na Wu was obviously a little confused.

Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi came to their senses, probably guessing what was going on, and held Na Wu's hand under the quilt.

One left and one right, just caught them all.

Lin Baizhou took the bank card, took a step forward, and handed it to Chen Yuhang.

In fact, Wang Yan is closer to Chen Yuhang, and the meaning of turning such a hand is obvious——

The matter is not over yet, we have no friendship.

Chen Yuhang was not stupid, how could he not understand what Wang Yan meant?

But without saying anything, he took the card, turned around and went out to arrange the transfer.

Fang Tong followed out and asked in a low voice, "How much?"

Chen Yuhang closed his eyes, leaned against the wall, lost in thought.