"I'm not afraid of pain." Wen Tinglan paused for a moment. "I'm afraid that you'll suffer."
Ying Zijin's hand paused in the middle of setting his bone.
She tightened her fingers and lowered her eyelashes. "I won't."
After thinking for a while, Ying Zijin touched her pocket and found the remaining candy.
She took out the candy and handed it to Wen Tinglan. "Keep it."
Wen Tinglan took it, tore open the candy wrapper, and put it into his mouth.
At the same time.
"Crack!"
It was the sound of bones moving.
Just hearing this sound was enough to make one feel pain.
However, Wen Tinglan did not make a sound.
"You're a man." Ying Zijin stood up and patted him on the shoulder. She chuckled. "You've been like this since you were young. You're better than me."
Wen Tinglan wiped the sweat off his forehead. He was still worried. "Sister, you'd better leave this place. The Fangs are not to be trifled with!"
He knew that his sister was skilled in martial arts.
However, the Fangs were very powerful. How could they defeat them?
"It's okay." Ying Zijin said calmly, "You should rest first. We'll go to the hospital when we get back."
She turned around and looked at the private doctor whose legs were trembling non-stop. She took two steps forward.
With a plop, the private doctor collapsed on the ground.
"It has nothing to do with me!" His voice was trembling. "I'm just employed by the Fangs. I'm following the orders of the head of the household! I'm not free to do what I want! "
Ying Zijin raised her hand and held the private doctor's shoulder. She exerted some force and forced him to stand up.
"I'm a doctor too." Her voice was low and cold. She smiled gently. "I know where it's broken. It'll hurt more."
Before the private doctor could react, a crisp crack was heard. It was the sound of bones breaking.
The pain spread in an instant. It was heart-wrenching.
The private doctor couldn't hold it in and let out a scream. He was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Then, the girl seemed to not use much force. She just bent her fingers and poked a few places on his body.
In an instant, the pain intensified.
The private doctor had no idea why it was like this. He only felt that his internal organs were all mixed together, and his vision turned black.
Ying Zijin loosened her grip on his shoulder.
Without any support, the private doctor collapsed against the wall, unable to catch his breath.
Ying Zijin finally glanced sideways and saw Fang Ruotong's frightened face.
She nodded slightly, her voice indifferent. "You want his bone marrow?"
"What, what?" Fang Ruotong took a step back. "Don't tell me you want to fight me too?"
She was scared out of her wits, but she still pointed at the girl. "Do you know who my father is? The head of the Fang family! If you attack me, you'll be offending the entire Fang Clan! "
"No matter how good you are at fighting, you're finished!"
Because of Fang Zhicheng's way of doing things, the Fang family had many enemies. Fang Ruotong had met many of them.
There was even a time when she was almost kidnapped.
What kind of evil person had she not seen before?
What kind of power could a girl younger than her have?
Hearing Fang Ruotong's words, Wen Tinglan's heart tightened again. "Sister!"
"I don't need you." Ying Zijin grabbed Fang Ruotong's wrist. "Also, don't point your finger at me."
Before Fang Ruotong could answer or understand the meaning of the first sentence, she felt a sharp pain in her wrist.
She screamed, "Let go of me! Let go! "
Even though she had leukemia due to radiation and her body would often hurt, she had never been in such pain before.
It was as if the pain had seeped into her bones and connected to her heart.
No matter what, Fang Ruotong was only a 19-year-old girl. She had been spoiled by Fang Zhicheng since she was young.
Because she had taken a year off from school, she was immature. How could she have experienced such a situation?
Fang Ruotong was so scared that she burst into tears. She sobbed and said heartbreakingly, "What are you doing?! It's so painful, so painful! "
"You still have the strength to talk." Ying Zijin said calmly, "It doesn't seem to hurt that much."
She bent down slightly and said coldly, "You haven't answered my question. You want my brother's bone marrow?"
"No, I don't want it anymore!" Fang Ruotong cried loudly. "I won't treat the illness anymore. Please let go of me."
"If you break one of his legs, I'll break both of your arms." Ying Zijin let go of Fang Ruotong slowly. "Don't cry. You're older than him by three years. You have to be strong."
She stopped looking at Fang Ruotong and turned around. "Xiao Lan, let's go first. Dad is getting impatient."
Both of them kept Wen Fengmian in the dark.
Wen Tinglan hesitated for a moment, but he still stood up and followed them.
After taking two steps, he was surprised to find that his legs were no different from before.
He could run a 1000-meter race now.
Although Wen Tinglan was born tall and straight, his physical fitness was not good because he had been sick since he was young.
He didn't know how to play basketball, which was a talent that all boys had.
Wen Tinglan pursed his lips. "Sister, does Norton University have any martial arts classes?"
"Hmm?" Ying Zijin saw through her thoughts. "Yes, martial arts is a compulsory course. As long as you're in an S-level faculty or above, you'll learn it."
After all, Norton University sometimes asked students to go out and do things that they couldn't do without some skills.
Wen Tinglan heaved a sigh of relief. "Then I must learn it well."
"Okay." Ying Zijin did not say anything. "Let's go."
**
The siblings went to the courtyard.
Fang Zhicheng was still under the control of the Yizi team.
When he saw Wen Tinglan walking out, he realized that Fang Ruotong's surgery was not successful. His face turned green with anger.
"Miss Ying, we've called the people from the headquarters in the capital." The captain said, "They've already boarded the helicopter. They'll be here in at most 40 minutes."
There was no need to investigate now. Fang Zhicheng had secretly installed weapons in the manor. The entire Fang family could be sealed off.
"Then you guys stay here." Ying Zijin nodded slightly. "I'll go back to Hucheng first."
She lifted her feet and walked forward, but her body swayed.
"Miss Ying!"
"Sister!"
The expressions of the people around them changed.
"I'm fine." Ying Zijin stopped and held on to the street lamp. "I've used up too much energy. Let's rest for two minutes."
It did not take much energy to perform the surgery. She was mainly in a hurry.
The internal strength of an ancient martial artist was no different from the internal strength of the ancient martial artists in television dramas.
It would be used up.
Now that she had used up all her internal strength, she could not guarantee that she could successfully leave Ningchuan with Wen Tinglan.
After all —
Ying Zijin slowly raised her head and looked in front.
There was no one in sight, but a voice came first.
"Hey, Fang Zhicheng, when did you become a lazy dog? Didn't you invite me here to look at the goods? "
After he finished speaking, the person who spoke slowly turned around from the small alley.
It was a middle-aged man with 40 to 50 thugs following behind him.
"Master Yan!" Fang Zhicheng was overjoyed. "You've come at the right time. The goods I want to show you are her!"
Master Yan narrowed his eyes and his gaze fell on the girl. He was instantly surprised. "Good goods, good goods! I've been traveling all over the country for so many years, but I've never seen such quality goods! "
"Fang Zhicheng, your taste is finally good for once."
"Of course." Fang Zhicheng's face was bitter. "Master Yan, look at me …"
Master Yan only then noticed the six Yizi members. He ordered the thugs beside him, "You guys, go and cripple them."
There were more than 40 thugs. No matter how strong the six Yizi members were, it was impossible for them to fight against so many thugs.
Fang Zhicheng finally heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Master Yan. In the future, I'll give you 10% more of the Fang family's business."
He knew Master Yan from the black market, but he did not know Master Yan's exact identity.
The Fang family was able to survive until today because of Master Yan's protection.
"But they're from Yizi." Fang Zhicheng hesitated. "The one from the Imperial Capital."
"Yizi?" Master Yan's eyes revealed a hint of fear, but he was not afraid. "Doesn't Yizi only care about the big and small families? Can they control me? "
He waved his hand. "Go ahead."
The six thugs' expressions changed.
Yizi was not the IBI. They did not care about the smuggling of goods in the black market.
Moreover, they were outnumbered and could not defeat the other party.
"Sister." Wen Tinglan instinctively took a step forward and stood in front of the girl. "Sister, you run first."
"No need." Ying Zijin raised her hand and said calmly, "We'll wait."
"Wait?" Master Yan laughed contemptuously. "What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for someone to save you? Haven't you heard of the saying that a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake?
"You're in Ningchuan. No one can save you. Who are you waiting for?"
As if to respond to him in time, as soon as he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps could be heard again.
It was a young man. He walked quickly, but he did not seem to be in a hurry.
When he reached the villa, he bowed slightly to the girl. "Sorry, I'm a little late."
Wen Tinglan's gaze froze.
How did his sister know that someone would come?
How could she have predicted it to the last second?
"You?" When he saw that it was a young man, Master Yan's expression became even more disdainful. "Who do you think you are?"
"Let me introduce myself. I'm a senior agent from the IBI." The young man took out an identification card. "I've just arrived in Hua. I'm not familiar with this place."
"But I'm sure of one thing. If you touch them, your name will be put on the IBI's wanted list. You can enjoy the feeling of being hunted by the international community."
As he spoke, the young agent took a step back to give them some space. He smiled and said, "Please."
----- Digression -----
Senior Agent: "Sir, am I worth a monthly ticket OwO?"
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