Chapter 224 Hand

Ito Youmei's face suddenly became miserable and bloodless. - The two soft eyes opened the boss and looked at Zhang Weidong holding his hand in disbelief.

Yumi Ito can't believe that a young man like Zhang Weidong can grab his hand so easily. Similarly, Wang Liang, Bai Jie and others can't believe what they see in their eyes. Although Zhang Weidong's generation is high, they have never connected him with a martial arts master. Even because of his elegant appearance and temperament, he was directly classified into the ranks of doctors rather than martial arts people. Unexpectedly, he just looked at it and caught the Japanese woman who had just pressed Ouyang Hong. Can't move.

Of course, Tanaka Jiro and others were also shocked. Others did not know Yumi Ito's skills, but they were clear about her, and her identity was also very mysterious, far from being a karate master. Even Dairo Serita, who had always been conceited, did not dare to be a little disrespectful to her. Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Weidong took action, he restrained her work. "What are you going to do? Why don't you let go of Ito Xiao..." Just as everyone was shocked, Yan Jianlin suddenly pointed to Zhang Weidong and shouted. Zhang Weidong's eyes glanced coldly glanced at Yan Jianlin. Yan Jianlin couldn't help feeling a chill rising from his back to Zhang Weidong's cold eyes, but he never dared to say the words behind

"Humph!" Zhang Weidong snorted coldly and made a gentle move. Ito Youmei couldn't stand as if she had rubbed oil on the soles of her feet. She stepped back several steps in a row, and then bumped into Yan Jianlin's body.

A huge momentum strangely uploaded from Ito Youyan's body to Yan Jianlin's body. 1 Yan Jianlin couldn't stand up. He fell to the ground and followed Youmei to stand unsteadily and fell back on Yan Jianlin's body.

The people in the martial arts hall finally felt a bad breath when they saw the two people laughing. Only Wang Libin and other real martial arts practitioners took a breath of cold air, and Zhang Weidong's eyes completely changed.

The most clear thing about Zhang Weidong was Yumi Ito. She quickly got up from Yan Jianlin and no longer had the previous arrogance. Instead, he whispered a Japanese sentence and then went out. Tanaka Jiro and others also hurriedly followed him out. "Zhan Shi, did I say that you can go?"

Yumi Ito and others took a few steps, and Zhang Weidong's cold voice sounded in their ears.

"Who is your Excellency? Why do you order us?" Although Dairo Ida had seen that Zhang Weidong was not a simple person, he had not fought with him in person after all, and he asked coldly when he heard the words.

"Aren't you here to kick the gym? Why are you ready to leave before it's over?" Zhang Weidong glanced at Dairo Ida and others coldly, and then walked to Wang Libin's side as he spoke, gently grabbed his arm, and then exerted his strength.

With a click, Wang Libin's unloaded shoulder recovered as before Wang Libin recovered from the shoulder that was suddenly taken back. With another click, Zhang Weidong had also removed his white elbow joint.

Wang Libin shook his arms, but he couldn't feel any pain. He was so surprised that his eyes almost fell to the ground. Wang Liang and others did the same. Only Yumi Ito and other five people saw Zhang Weidong connecting Wang Libin's shoulders and elbow joints in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but feel a trace of cold air quietly coming up along the tail vertebrae.

"We don't kick anymore, can't we?" Yan Jianlin was fierce and said to the tunnel.

"Is it? Then another day, I will go to your house to smash your house, beat your people, and then pat your buttocks and say that I won't smash it today. I won't beat you, okay? Give you 20 minutes to have a good rest and fight with me after a good rest. After saying that, Zhang Weidong walked to the big man, then put his hand on his shoulder, and a wisp of real anger penetrated into his body along the big man's shoulder.

The big man covered his chest, where at least two ribs were broken. When Zhang Weidong put the dirt on his shoulder, a sharp pain made his forehead sweat coldly.

"Hon with it!" Zhang Weidong felt the injury in the big hand through Zhenqi, and his face was a little cold: "It's okay, Mr. Zhang." The big man endured the pain and held his head high. There are people who call him Brother Zhang Weidong, and some people call him Mr. Zhang. The big man thinks that Mr. Zhang is more respectful, although Zhang Weidong seems to be younger than him.

"Good!" Zhang Weidong nodded, and a force suddenly penetrated into the big man's body from his palm. Two dull clicks came from the big man's chest, which not only scared the big man, but also scared everyone: but soon, the big man looked unbelievably in his part for a while.

"Ah, it doesn't hurt anymore! My chest doesn't hurt anymore!" The big man blurted out surprise.

"Pay attention to rest these two days and don't exercise vigorously:" Zhang Weidong said lightly and walked towards the rest of the injured.

Watching Zhang Weidong walk towards the rest of the injured, there was silence in the martial arts hall. If you just helped reset Wang Libin's white shoulder and elbow joint, which shows that Zhang Weidong has a deep knowledge of bone grafting, then the recovery of the big man's injury can only be described as divine. No one knows how he did it.

Just because I don't know, this matter is so weird that it makes Jiro Tanaka and others feel cold, and Zhang Weidong is like this. Young people have also become extremely terrible in their eyes.

But Zhang Weidong didn't look at them and continued to treat the other people's injuries, but for every more doctor, Zhang Weidong's anger in his heart was one point. Killing people can't be nodded. These Japanese have been so cruel to so many people in the martial arts school under the premise of occupying an absolute advantage, but they are far beyond the scope of kicking the hall.

"Mr. Zhang, I think you may have some misunderstanding. We are just competing. I think that's all for today. We'll come back to the door some other day..." Tanaka Jiro looked at the injured after a few casually fiddling with Zhang Weidong, and finally whispered in fear.

"Shut up! Do you want to stop here? What do you think this place is? Zhang Weidong suddenly turned his head and shot away the cold sword-like eyes of Jiro Tanaka.

Jiro Tanaka couldn't help feeling that his heart beat heavily, and the words behind him swallowed it back.

"You have a good saying in China that it is not appropriate to solve the enemy. Why does Mr. Zhang have to be so aggressive?" Yumi Ito said, "Really? It seems that this little sister is very good at Chinese literature! I don't know if there is another sentence in China that you have heard. If people don't offend me, I won't offend them. If people offend me, they will be killed!" Zhang Weidong finally healed the last injured person, and then slowly turned around and looked at Yumi Ito coldly.

"What do you mean by that? Do you know who Ito Xiaoyu is? Let me tell you, if you dare..." When Yan Jianlin saw that Zhang Weidong refused to compromise, he also risked his life in order to please Ito Youmei. He once again pointed to Zhang Weidong to threaten the Taoist, but before Yan Jianlin finished his words, he felt a sudden flower in front of him, and then he saw a hand constantly enlarged in his Before he could come to his senses, he suddenly felt a tightness in his neck, and the words behind him were stuck in his neck.

"Humph!" Zhang Weidong grabbed Yan Jianlin's neck and lifted it up like a chicken. Then he gently shook his hand, and Yan Jianlin flew up like a cloud.

Yan Jianlin was thrown out to bully Miyuan, and then hit the wall with a bang.

A big man of one hundred and forty-five catties, who is carried around his neck and goes out five or six meters away. What a lot of strength it takes! What's more, when did Zhang Weidong come to Yan Jianlin just now? It seemed that no one could see it clearly.

Watching Yan Jianlin slowly slide down from the wall, everyone felt a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts. If Zhang Weidong's medical skills are amazing, then Zhang Weidong is really terrible at this time.

However, after Wang Libin and others felt terrible, they were full of blood, and the eyes of Zhang Weidong also became extremely fanatical and worshipful. However, Jiro Tanaka and others were cold all over, like falling into an ice kiln. If they had a trace of fluke just now, now even this fluke has been completely shattered.

"You can still rest for fifteen minutes..." Zhang Weidong clapped his hands gently, and then slowly walked to his own side.

Before Zhang Weidong arrived, Wang Liang had already brought a satover and put it on his face purple, with a worshipful face and said, "Brother Dong, no, Mr. Zhang, please sit down.

"Let's call Brother Dong, be kind:" Zhang Weidong smiled faintly at Wang Liang, and then sat on the inspector rudely, crossed his legs and looked down at Tanaka Jiro and others with condescending eyes.

Jiro Tanaka and others didn't expect that the retribution would come so quickly. They still looked down on the injured with this and eyes. Unexpectedly, now it's their turn to be looked down with this and eyes: "It's Brother Dong." Wang Liang said happily.

"No wonder even the seniors have to call you brothers. It turns out that you are not only good at medical skills, but also so skillful. I think Elder Zhang of Tianshidao is probably so powerful." Ouyang Hong, who was still choking like a little pepper on the wine table, couldn't help complimenting with an admiring face.

Zhang Ziyou, Zhang Weidong shook his head secretly. He was not enough to compare with himself, but Zhang Weidong couldn't point out this and said with a smile, "So, you must have seen me as a little white face with no power to bind chickens before!"

"Never, no, no way! As soon as I saw Brother Dong, I knew that Brother Dong, you were a hero in martial arts. Otherwise, how could Bai Jie call you a teacher? Bai Jie, don't you think so? Ouyang Hong hurriedly touched Bai Jie with her elbow and winned.

At this time, Bai Jie's heart was actually like a huge wave. What shocked her was not only Zhang Weidong's martial arts, but also the magical medical skills. Because the earth itself is a doctor, no one knows better than her how shocking Zhang Weidong's medical skills are. Compared with that medical skills, it is nothing for Zhang Weidong to easily throw Yan Jianlin away.