The Villain, The Quack, Poisons The Two Protagonists At The Beginning

It is not difficult to guess the identity of the masked man.

Because the animal pattern on his mask is very similar to Mr. Si's token.

And "Mr. Si" originated from the Four Seas Society, so this masked man is probably also a member of the Four Seas Society.

Think about it again, as a Yanguo person, he went to the north to collude with Master Lou... That must be because he cannot deal with the current court;

Eighty percent of them were the traitors who were on the wrong team and were about to be wiped out by Gu Shixian!

When the masked man heard Wei Lang's question, he remained silent without saying a word.

Obviously Wei Lang had guessed part of it, but he still wanted to continue to conceal his identity.

"Haha, you don't want to say it, do you?" Wei Lang put on an indifferent smile again, "It doesn't matter, I can ask Yu Changhai. There shouldn't be many people using tiger hooks in the Sihai Society, and it will be clear after a little investigation. "

"Don't ask Yu Changhai!" Unexpectedly, the masked man suddenly became anxious, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Ouch -" Wei Lang curled his lips and deliberately asked Wu Lie: "Little prince, he seems to be threatening me?"

"Calm down! Calm down, both of you!" Wu Lie had no choice but to persuade him, "Since you have come to my place, we are all friends! If you have something to say, please talk to me, and don't hurt your friendship..."

Wei Lang continued to challenge: "If you don't dare to show your face, what kind of friend are you?"

"Little prince! This kid was the one who made the first move! He cut off my weapon for no reason! Do you dare to ask if he can be considered our friend!?" The masked man couldn't bear it anymore and raised the only remaining tiger-head hook pointed at Wei Lang.

"Hey, you don't want this one anymore?" Wei Lang raised the corner of his mouth and raised the Heavenly Sword.

"Hiss—" the masked man quickly took a step back, "Don't be arrogant! If you have the ability, let's put down our weapons and compete in fist and kick skills!"

"Haha..." Wei Lang laughed, "To deal with a guy like you, I don't need any weapons. An acupuncture needle can stab you."

"You fart!" Of course the masked man didn't believe it, this was simply an insult!

"Don't brag, do you dare to let me prick you with a needle?" Wei Lang pressed forward step by step, "I'll only prick your arm. If you can still stand after pricking you, I'll give you a tiger head hook in return."

In fact, Wei Lang had already noticed that the masked man was not breathing well, and he was also out of breath when speaking;

He must have suffered minor internal injuries in the battle with Zi Ling just now.

Zi Ling's cultivation level is really not bad. He has already injured the opponent through the spiritual shock, but he has no choice but to restrain his weapons before he is at a disadvantage. If the two sides can fight for dozens more rounds, the masked man will be the one who falls.

So since he is injured, he can use "Wei Family Acupuncture Technique" to "treat" him, which is guaranteed to make him happy!

The masked man hesitated for a moment and accepted Wei Lang's "challenge".

Cow hair needles for acupuncture! How could that piece of shit possibly knock someone over! ?

Not to mention pricking the arm, even if it pricks the temple, it will be fine!

Anyway, he will definitely pay for this tiger head hook!

Thinking that he could recover the loss, the masked man no longer felt bad, and couldn't help but feel happy!

Hahaha, this guy surnamed Wei is the stupid son of some landlord, giving money to people for free!

Wulie didn't stop him from this seemingly absurd bet. He just wanted to see Wei Lang's true ability.

So Wei Lang returned to the tent and took out the cow-hair needle from the medicine box.

Oh, by the way, I also took a look at Gu Caiyan’s situation...

She was still soaking in the pot and refused to come out. Thanks to Ruan Ning, she turned off the fire, otherwise she would have been cooked...

Wei Lang walked outside the tent again, showed off the cow-hair needle, and then asked the masked man: "This is the needle. If you are worried about it being poisonous, you can try it with someone else first."

"Humph, no need! Just stab him, no nonsense!" The masked man rolled up his sleeves nonchalantly and stretched out his left hand in front of Wei Lang.

Even if it is poisonous, how much poison can be applied to an ox hair needle? You can definitely resolve it with your own spiritual power, no need to think about it at all!

"Haha... I will help you treat your internal injuries now..." Wei Lang smiled secretly, and based on the Wei family's medical skills stored in his mind, he selected an acupuncture point on the opponent's arm and pricked it!

The ox hair needle gently penetrates the skin without pain or itching.

"That's it?" The masked man raised his chin proudly, "I don't feel anything!"

Wei Lang frowned slightly and gently twisted the silver needle...

The masked man still stood upright: "Haha, aren't you going to stab me? How long will it take? I'm waiting!"

"Hiss..." Wei Lang already realized that something was wrong.

I didn't expect that my acupuncture level... was also not stable at all!

Although Zhu Guan of the Bureau of Investigation was stabbed with a needle last time, there was no reaction at all when the needle was inserted this time! ?

What a misfortune. You lost the bet? I'm going to lose money! ?

"My tiger head hook is worth seven thousand taels of silver!" The masked man felt that he had already won, "Huh, can you afford to pay?"

"Ah? It's only seven thousand taels?" Wei Lang suddenly felt that losing was nothing. Victory and defeat were common matters for military strategists, so he could just compensate him!

After waiting for a while, the masked man was still safe and sound. Wei Lang could only admit defeat and took the banknote from his arms.

"Hahaha... so funny, the most boastful doctor in the world!" The masked man was so happy that he started to laugh at Wei Lang.

However, after laughing a few times, he stopped laughing.

Because he suddenly discovered that... his left hand, which was raised flat, could not move!

The whole arm seemed to be petrified. I couldn't put it down or lift it up, so I just kept it in the same position as when the acupuncture was inserted!

"Hey! What's going on!?" The masked man panicked and quickly pressed his left hand with his right hand!

I can push it down with force, but my left hand has completely lost feeling!

It’s as if it’s not his own hands! It seems to have been broken long ago!

"Wei! What on earth did you do!?" The masked man was so shocked that his voice trembled, "You crippled one of my hands!?"

"Ah?" Wei Lang looked innocent, "I don't know, I have already given up... Don't worry, I will compensate you, seven thousand taels, right?"

"I don't want money! Heal my hand quickly!" The masked man was about to collapse, "Wei, Doctor Wei, ah, Mr. Wei! I lost this time! I admit my mistake! Please let my left hand recover! "

With one hand gone, I can't even defeat Wei Lang. What else can I do if I don't beg for mercy? Even the title has been changed to an honorific...

"Ah...this...recovery..." Wei Lang was a little dumbfounded, "I really won't...not lie to you..."

I'm really not lying, it just won't happen.

Wei Lang never imagined that acupuncture treatment would have such strange side effects... He originally thought it would just knock people over...

Now that we have new test results, we can write them down in a notebook...

"Little prince! Please help me, Mr. Wei!" The masked man was at his wits end and turned to Wu Lie for help.

But Wulie was completely shocked by Wei Lang's terrifying acupuncture technique, and was speechless for a long time!

"Young prince! Mr. Wei!" The masked man's cry was already crying, and he almost knelt down!

"Hey, I lost, it's true that I lost..." Wei Lang was a kind-hearted person after all, so he took out the banknote and kindly comforted him, "Think about it, one of the hooks is broken, and his hand is also broken. Isn’t it good to waste one? You don’t have to buy a new hook. You can take these seven thousand taels of silver and live a good life in the future..."