My Three Realms Red Envelope Group

Chapter 320 Saints Get Together
The two assassins fought with the iron tower, and they fought vigorously, unexpectedly.

At this moment, just as Chen Xin kicked the broken-armed assassin aside, the other assassin jumped up into the air, stepping towards Chen Xin like a mountain top.

"Die!"

This person had no expression on his face, and stepped viciously on Chen Xin's head. If this foot hit the ground, it would definitely crush Chen Xin's head to pieces like stepping on a watermelon.

However, Chen Xin was not a watermelon, and would not sit still. He flipped his wrist, and a silver needle appeared in his hand, which turned into an almost invisible phantom and shot out.

The assassin was in mid-air, and it was too late to escape, so he could only grit his teeth and step on it faster. He didn't believe that a silver needle could do anything to him, as long as he stomped Chen Xin to death, it didn't matter if he got hurt a little.

however!
Just as he was about to step on Chen Xin, the assassin suddenly froze and lost the ability to move. The man's eyes were filled with horror, and he could only let himself fall freely.

"boom!"

Chen Xin stretched out his hand to block the assassin's leg, and the assassin was stabbed in the acupuncture point by the silver needle, half of his strength collapsed in an instant, and he was no longer a threat to him, Chen Xin took advantage of the opportunity to grab the assassin's ankle and slammed it on the ground.

The assassin twitched in pain, but he didn't dare to stay. He rolled on the spot to avoid Chen Xin's pursuit, then got up and ran.

At this time, the iron tower shouted violently, and threw out both fists. Only two "clicks" were heard, and the two assassins had several broken ribs, and they were blown away by him. Just ran away without a trace.

The guy with the broken arm saw that something was wrong, picked up the broken arm and ran out, was kicked on the face by Chen Xin, and suddenly fell to the ground with a somersault.

When he was staggering and trying to stand up, a big foot fell from the sky and stomped him down.

The assassin struggled twice, feeling as if a mountain was pressing on him, so he gave up struggling.

Gritting his teeth suddenly, he wanted to commit suicide by taking poison.

Suddenly a shoe flew over from the side and hit him on the mouth, knocking out half of the teeth in his mouth, and he couldn't die if he wanted to.

"Iron Tower, remember to catch this kind of person in the future, and knock out his teeth first to prevent him from committing suicide."

Chen Xin came over to put on her shoes and said to the iron tower at the same time.

Iron Tower laughed: "Actually, I prefer to step on it to death!"

Chen Xin shook her head and said, "It's easy to trample to death, but it's troublesome to deal with later. It's better to leave it to the police."

Afterwards, Chen Xin called Mu Xuejun and briefly explained what happened here.

But he didn't mention Du Ziteng, only said that there were assassins who sneaked into the clinic to assassinate, he caught one of them, and the rest ran away.

At this time, Wang Anchong, Fan Tong and Fan Jian's uncle and nephew were already stupefied with fright, and the melon-eaters had already dispersed and ran outside. Chen Xin's eyes turned cold, and she looked at the three of them, and said coldly:

"Okay, you two are unfamiliar white-eyed wolves, and there is a bold Deputy Director Wang, let me see how you explain today!"

In any case, Chen Xin had just cured Fan Jian's illness, and was assassinated in a blink of an eye, which made Chen Xin very angry.

Fan Jian, Fan Tong and his nephew knelt on the spot: "I am wronged, we swear on our dignity, this matter really has nothing to do with us!"

"Do you have personality?"

Chen Xin sneered.

With a quiet and gentle personality like An Muxi, she couldn't help saying: "If I knew this, I wouldn't have Chen Xin save you, and let Chen Xin be Mr. Dong Guo for nothing!"

The two cursed and swore that they did not know about the assassination, but Chen Xin ignored it and looked at Wang Anchong solemnly.

Being stared at by Chen Xin, Wang Anchong suddenly felt his legs trembling, and said in horror: "Misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding, how could I do such a thing... By the way, you must have too many enemies, so they came to assassinate you , has nothing to do with me!"

Chen Xin sneered: "You will shirk responsibility, but I can't control this matter, you go to the police station to explain!"

"No, I won't go, it has nothing to do with me why I want to go!"

Wang Anchong was wiping off his cold sweat, and without knowing where the strength came from, he suddenly ran away.

However, as soon as he ran to the door, he suddenly heard a siren sound from far to near. In a blink of an eye, several police cars stopped at the door of Ming'an Hall. The police chief, Mu Xuejun, led the team and rushed in first, just in time to collide with Wang Anchong.

Wang Anchong is not thin and thin, but what kind of person is Mu Xuejun? He is a group of strong people, and he knocked Wang Anchong back a few steps, and sat down on the ground.

Mu Xuejun didn't take another look at him. When he came in, he saw that Chen Xin was safe and sound, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said in embarrassment, "Chen Xin, this is an omission in our management, which surprised you!"

Chen Xin said indifferently: "It's not shocking to say the least. I've learned a lot from a fall, and I'll just treat it as the experience they gave me. I'll be more careful in the future."

Mu Xuejun ordered his subordinates to take the assassin away, then looked at Wang Anchong coldly and said, "Deputy Director Wang, please go to the police station for tea!"

Wang Anchong said with a sullen face, "Is it okay not to go?"

Mu Xuejun sneered and took out the handcuffs: "What do you think?"

Wang Anchong and Fan Tong and Fan Jian were invited to drink tea, what was waiting for them was not Chen Xin's concern.

Ming'an Hall returned to normal order again, but Chen Xin did not continue to diagnose patients. He was too tired from performing Yin-Yang and Five-element acupuncture. An Muxi and Mingyu felt sorry for him, so they specially asked him to go to the second floor to rest.

Chen Xin came upstairs, leaned on a small bed, turned on her mobile phone and entered the red envelope group.

At this time, the white lady in the red envelope group was chatting with Huang Pumi.

White Snake: "Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain pays homage to the Holy Needle."

Huang Pumi: "You know me?" with a surprised expression.

White Snake: "My little girl doesn't know the Acupuncture Sage, but my acupuncture technique evolved from the Acupuncture Sage's A and B divine needles. The Acupuncture Sage can be regarded as my teacher."

Huang Pumi laughed heartily: "I wrote the book and said that it is to save the world and benefit more people. You can benefit one side with your medical skills. I am very comforted!"

The white lady smiled and said: "Senior is broad-minded, which is admirable. It really makes sense for senior to become a saint with a mortal body!" The expression of admiration.

The speaker didn't care about the listener, and the two chatted speculatively, but Chen Xin had an idea. Strictly speaking, the three sages of acupuncture and moxibustion were not gods from the heavens, but belonged to the supernatural powers of the human world.

In the long history, there are only a handful of people who can be called saints, such as the well-known martial sage Guan Yu, literary sage Confucius, and of course there are many more. Chen Xin couldn't remember, so she had to go to Du Niang.

Enter keywords: Who are the ancient saints?

Immediately, a lot of entries came out. Chen Xin took a quick look at the flowers and selected one of them. He didn't know if he didn't read it.

"Ding! Wensheng Confucius joined the group chat!"

"Ding! Martial Saint Guan Yu joins the group chat!"

"Ding! Wine Saint Dukang join the group chat!"

"Ding! Doctor Zhang Zhongjing joins the group chat!"

"Ding! Calligrapher Wang Xizhi joined the group chat!"

"Ding! Painter Wu Daozi joins the group chat!"

"Ding! Le Sheng Li Guinian joins the group chat!"

"Ding! Chess master Huang Longshi joins the group chat!"

"Ding! Medicine Saint Sun Simiao joined the group chat!"

"Ding! Sword Master Pei Min joins the group chat!"

"Ding! Sculptor Yang Huizhi joined the group chat!"

As a large group of saints joined the red envelope group, the group immediately became lively.

(End of this chapter)