V2.Chapter 724

At this time, Wang Fan felt that his arm was very powerful, and his hard fist, with the wind, roared against the blind man's head in the dark. He even had some worries about whether the blow would blow the blind man's head.

"You can't just kill him!"

With the idea of good and evil, Wang Fan begins to take back the strength on his arm. Although he doesn't know whether he can control all this, at least he doesn't want to kill the blind man with such a blow.

At the moment of extending his arm, Wang Fan's fist stopped in the air, and a silver needle stabbed his fist accurately.

If you stand beside them and look at them secretly, you will think that Wang Fan has stopped the strength on his arm at the last moment.

But only the two of them knew that Wang Fan's fist was actually blocked in the air by the silver needle in the blind man's hand.

The soft silver needle is very sharp. The sharp needle pierces the skin and flesh on the back of Wang Fan's hand and stabs his hand impartially. It's just such a blow, but it just takes off the strength on Wang Fan's arm.

"You Wang Fan, with a surprised expression, looks at the blind man in front of him in disbelief.

Such a precise technique, even if it is to be a normal person, can not be so easy to do, not to mention the man is blind.

And Wang Fan how all don't understand, the other side just rely on a humble silver needle, incredibly so easy to dissolve his attack.

What makes Wang Fan even more incredible is that the arm blocked by the blind man with a silver needle has no strength at this time. The feeling of numbness makes him sweat on his head.

The man with the silver needle in his hand tried to raise the corner of his mouth again to show a smile, but his face seemed to be injected with coagulant, so he finally gave up the idea.

With a strange facial expression, he slowly withdrew his hand holding the silver needle and said in a soft voice: "little brother, the strength in your body still needs to be polished. You lie down and I'll deal with the gunshot wound behind you."

Feel the silver needle on the back of the hand is pulled away a little bit, and the numbness of the arm is also disappearing a little bit. Wang fan doesn't talk more nonsense, but obediently lies on the bed again.

In the face of a person who can make you submit with a silver needle, there is no need to say more, let alone worry about what he will do on you. After all, it is better to accept all this alive than to become a corpse.

The man's fingers touch Wang Fan's back again. With the touch of the man's fingers, Wang fan can clearly feel his heartbeat.

"This position is really special! What should we do? " The man said to himself.

"Blind... Boss, whatever you want, I can accept it! " Almost blurted out to call each other blind Wang Fan, quickly changed to call each other boss.

The man didn't seem to hear Wang Fan's words. He still repeated those words to himself. His fingers also touched the gunshot wound on Wang Fan's shoulder.

At this time, Wang Fan was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, lying on the cold bed, praying that the blind man would not do anything embarrassing to him in his wound.

"Little brother, although you are righteous, you still have little experience in the world. You can't tell good from evil!" The man some helpless said.

"Boss, I was so offended just now. Don't forget to go to your heart. If you want to tattoo something on me, you can do whatever you want. I don't mind!" After thinking of going out, you can ask Qianxue for help and use the secret medicine to clean the tattoo on your body. Wang fan doesn't have a big shadow in his heart.

As long as he doesn't annoy the blind mysterious man, as long as he can walk out of this cell alive, Wang Fan will be able to face all this calmly and heal his inner trauma more quickly.

When the man heard Wang Fan's words, he sighed heavily and said, "little brother, I'll just listen on your wound. I hope it can help you distinguish right from wrong, and it's not a waste of your fate with me."

"Listen?" Wang Fan turned to ask.

"Yes, it's said that the mount beside the Bodhisattva can hear the noumenon of all things in the world and the good and evil in the world. I hope it can help you!" The man said calmly.

"The legendary big white dog?" Wang Fan asked with a grin.

"No nonsense! Listen attentively to also have self-cultivation, is a god beast The tone of a man's voice is very severe, like a teacher who teaches students.

"OK, beast, boss, you can tattoo a beast for me. As long as it's not Xuanwu, it's not a big problem!" Wang Fan wiped the sweat on his head and said awkwardly.

"Little brother, do you think I'm teasing you?" While the man began to stab Wang Fan's flesh with a silver needle, he asked softly.

"No, boss, how can I think that?" Wang Fan's mouth said so, but his heart was another answer.

"Little brother, the Bodhisattva Dharma I tattooed for you today will burst out from your body only when you are angry, so it will not have any impact on your daily life." The man's hands keep on, and his mouth still tells him.

"Well, thank you for your mercy!" Wipe the sweat on the head of Wang Fan, the heart is also a small comfort.

Although the words of men do not trust, but at least it is a comfort.

If the tattoo on the back is exposed only when he is angry, as the man said, then Wang fan doesn't have to worry about what embarrassing things will happen before he leaves huoshao island.

But this kind of coax children, Wang Fan of course also reserves the right to question, he is still thinking about, after escaping from the Fire Island, to find a solution to Qianxue.

The man standing beside Wang Fan was busy for a while, then he wiped the yellow cloth on Wang Fan's back with satisfaction.

After patting Wang Fan on the shoulder, the man said to him, "don't rush to take a bath after you go back. If you have a good sleep, you will find different changes in your body. But don't worry. As long as you control well, these will help you."

"All right?" Wang Fan asked.

"All right!" The man whispered back.

Wang Fan, who got up from the bed, moved his arm and twisted his body. He didn't find anything unusual. He got out of the cold bed at ease.

Looking at the man in front of him, Wang Fan asked in a low voice: "boss, can I go back?"

"Of course." Said the man.

Wang Fan, relieved and smiling bitterly, turned and walked to the gate of the cell.

"Wait a minute!"

Wang Fan, who is ready to open the prison door, suddenly hears the voice from the man behind him. His tortured heart also claps involuntarily.

"If you have a chance to go to h country, please tell my wife about my death and ask her not to wait for me any longer." The man's voice is very low said.