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Chapter 227 Becomes an urban legend, special effects of bone setting skills

The Old Factory Street shrouded in night.

The fire in the street stall is burning brightly, the spatulas are clattering, and the smoke is curling up.

Electric vehicles and cars shuttled back and forth, and the sound of horns rang out one after another.

Many migrant workers who went back to their hometowns to celebrate the New Year have returned to Dongdu one after another, bringing back the vitality to this dilapidated street.

Among them are also some active members of the organization who are not doing their jobs properly.

These people gathered in groups of two or three, arm in arm, laughing and joking, and occasionally uttering a few vulgar words.

Occasionally, if they had a disagreement, they would pick up benches from roadside stalls and rush towards each other, causing a fight that attracted passers-by to stop and watch.

Lin Fusheng's bone-setting clinic.

Warm yellow light shone through the glass door, and a burst of noise was heard.

A man wearing a gray windbreaker and glasses walked through the bustling crowd outside and pushed the door open.

A pungent smell of medicinal wine suddenly hit me in the face.

Many gangsters with bruised faces and noses gathered here, waiting for medical treatment, making the already limited space seem even more cramped.

After a quick glance, most of the injuries were minor, such as dislocated joints. The few unlucky ones who were stabbed had already been bandaged.

Master Lin, wearing reading glasses, dipped his fingers in medicinal wine and was patiently applying it to an injured person. He massaged him skillfully and whispered a few words of caution from time to time.

The young woman, who was about thirty years old, had a graceful yet capable figure. She brought a clever and lovely little girl with her. She was busy pouring tea and water for the guests and was busy running around enthusiastically.

There was also a handsome and gentle young man wearing plain clothes standing in front of the examination bed, concentrating on performing bone-setting surgery on the customer.

Although the scene seems chaotic, they make this place seem like a pure land in the noisy world.

The man had a calm expression. After looking around, he chose a seat near the door and sat down quietly waiting.

His entry did not attract much attention.

The shouting and noises around continued one after another, and people were talking about certain topics that ordinary people would be taboo about.

"Hey, what do you guys know?"

A gangster suddenly raised his voice, breaking the noisy atmosphere.

He sat on the bed, leaning sideways, with a cigarette that had burned down to the bottom.

"Why has Jiangbei been in such chaos recently? It's because there's a ruthless character here who keeps appearing and disappearing. He's caused chaos among the Red Tiger Gang and the East City Society, causing heavy casualties. They all ran away in disgrace."

"Now that there are no big gangs to keep the place in check, the small gangs from other districts are running here like headless flies, grabbing territory everywhere, and fighting for the slightest bit of profit. I think the streets have been in turmoil for the past six months."

He spoke with an authentic local accent and hissed while taking in cold air.

The jacket he was wearing was covered in dust and blood, and his face was covered in bruises.

In his words, he made the fighting in the martial arts world sound nonchalant, as if he had not participated in it at all.

"Is that killer really that powerful, that he could turn those big gangs upside down by himself?"

A gangster with a foreign accent couldn't help but interrupt and asked, obviously his curiosity was aroused.

"Hehe, of course. He is a well-known hero in our Jiangbei area. He will kill anyone who dares to cause trouble here!"

The gangster, smoking a cigarette, raised his thumb, with an inexplicable sense of pride on his face, as if he had some deep connection with the killer.

"Take those bastards from the Red Tiger Gang for example. They act like they have a fortune every day. They receive so much protection money that they walk with a swagger. They can't let anyone go."

"As a result, several of their gang leaders were killed by the killer. Their bodies were thrown on the street like torn sacks, with their intestines spilling out all over the ground. That scene, the smell of blood could make a person vomit out his overnight meal!"

Having said this, he paused, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and his eyes showed a hint of warning.

"So, I'm kindly reminding you to calm down."

"As the saying goes, the first bird to stick its head out gets shot. If you are in the underworld, you must not be too arrogant. Otherwise, one day you will be treated like a little chicken and your head will be twisted off. You will have no place to cry then!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck and swept his eyes fiercely across the faces of the group of thugs.

Seeing that everyone had a look of fear on their faces, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he nodded with satisfaction.

He looked like a senior gangster in Jiangbei, passing on his experience in the underworld.

The others' eyes were wide open, their mouths were wide open, and their saliva was almost flowing out:
"Is it really that weird? Brother, don't talk nonsense, have you really seen it with your own eyes?"

"Can I still lie to you?"

When the gangster with the cigarette in his mouth heard this, he spat out the cigarette butt as if it was lit a firecracker.

Then he patted his chest with his uninjured hand, trying to straighten his back to show off his power, but he pulled the wound and grimaced in pain:

"Just a few nights ago, I was wandering around the corner of West Street, and I saw a black shadow flash by. It was so fast, like a ghost, and I could hardly keep up with it with my eyes."

"My curiosity was piqued, so I followed behind stealthily. Not long after, I saw a group of Red Tiger Gang masters surrounding a man. I thought to myself, this is going to be a good show."

"As a result, in the blink of an eye, that man was like a god, and with just three punches and two kicks, he beat those bastards into pieces, turning them into a pile of meat paste. His skills were amazing! I was almost dumbfounded..."

The gangster, smoking a cigarette, became more and more excited as he spoke, waving his hands in the air and completely forgetting that his other arm was being straightened by someone else.

He hissed in pain, then suddenly came to his senses, grinning and mumbling:

"Ouch, Cheng-ge, be gentle, it hurts!"

She looked like a fearless gangster just now, but now she has become like a delicate little girl.

The voice was sharp and thin, with a hint of coquettishness, completely different from before.

Hearing this disgusting tone suddenly, Fang Cheng paused what he was doing, glanced at him, his face full of disgust and speechlessness.

"Hold on, don't move again, or don't blame me if I cripple you."

Seeing this, several hooligans nearby burst into laughter:
"Brother Fei, Master Fang's rejuvenation skills are much gentler than that killer's. Stop howling."

This guy ran away to the countryside to hide two months ago, and came back before the New Year. But he is still the same and has not improved at all.

The laughter of the crowd echoed in the clinic, temporarily diluting some of the previous tense atmosphere about the mysterious killer.

At this moment, the man in a gray windbreaker sitting at the door suddenly interrupted and asked:
"What does that man look like?"

His voice was low, but it had a penetrating power that could not be ignored and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The thugs were suddenly shocked to realize that there was a man in the corner who had been silent all this time, and he actually spoke at this moment.

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, he looked up at the man, his expression did not change.

But the movements of his hands slowed down slightly, as if he was also waiting for Fei Ge's answer.

"It was too dark then, and I couldn't see very clearly."

Brother Fei cleared his throat, regained some of the arrogance he had just shown, and continued:

"I only remember that the killer was wearing a white mask, revealing a pair of red eyes, which looked like two red lanterns in the dark night. They were very creepy, like a demon crawling out of hell..."

"I heard that a few years ago, someone killed a gorilla that escaped from a laboratory on Jiuchang Street. The man was also wearing a white mask and his eyes were red."

A local thug immediately took over the conversation and raised his mouth in confusion.

"Speaking of this matter, I also know that it has almost become an urban legend in the Jiangbei area."

Upon hearing this, another thug immediately followed up and described it vividly:
"It is said that the gorilla was extremely strong and rampaged everywhere, smashing cars and windows of buildings on the street in the middle of the night and injuring many people."

"If that hero hadn't acted in time, I'm afraid all the residents on this street would have suffered. By then, the police would have sealed off the entire area, and everyone would have to live in fear."

"Yes, yes, yes. It was widely rumored at the time that the thing was not a gorilla, but a man-eating monster, and that the hero was the Demon-Subduing Master who came to earth to subdue monsters and eliminate evil."

Someone else echoed this, with a hint of awe in his voice: "I don't know if it's true or not, but my grandma put a statue of the deity at home, burning incense and worshiping it all day long, chanting something and praying to the deity for blessings and safety. Maybe she really is a deity who has descended to earth."

"Yes, it's him!"

Seeing that so many people had corroborated his nonsense and boasting, Fei Ge became even more arrogant and couldn't help but straighten his back.

Then, he lowered his voice with a mysterious look on his face:

"Humph, maybe that hero is lurking around us. He doesn't just kill monsters, he also kills all evildoers. Once he targets them, they will never have a good ending. Everyone, be careful not to run into his gun. You'll have to pay the price."

As he spoke, he deliberately widened his eyes and glanced around to create an atmosphere.

Everyone subconsciously shrank their necks and felt a chill all over their bodies.

On second thought, I came to my senses.

We are just some low-level thugs. We usually steal and fight petty crimes. How bad can we do?
Those who should be careful are those big guys who enjoy the best food and the most beautiful women all day long.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of inexplicable anticipation rising in my heart.

It seems like everyone is looking forward to that hero coming down from heaven to bring justice, shoot down all the “bosses” so that they can take their place.

"what--"

At this moment, Brother Fei suddenly let out another shrill scream.

It turned out that Fang Cheng was making the final bone-setting adjustments for him.

"All right."

Fang Cheng straightened up, gently moved his wrist, looked at Fei Ge who was sweating all over his face, and said:
"This arm has been reattached for now. Go back and don't fight with others. Take good care of it. If you get hurt again, even gods can't save you."

There was unquestionable professionalism in his tone.

Brother Fei nodded hurriedly, and repeatedly promised to turn over a new leaf and be a good young man, while also thanking him.

Fang Cheng ignored this guy who was spreading rumors and turned his gaze to the panel that was flashing.

A prompt message appeared before my eyes.

[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your skills have reached the expert level]

[Bone Correction Level 1 (0/250)]

[Get enhanced rewards, skill special effects "temporarily solidified"]

[During the process of bone correction treatment, it can help relieve pain in the injured bone, seal and solidify, and ensure the ability to move normally in a short period of time]

“It’s not easy…”

Looking at the information on the panel, Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and showed a look of relief.

Speaking of which, to practice the technique of bone setting, one must have enough opportunities to practice.

But normally there aren’t so many patients with sprained joints and bone dislocations.

You can't deliberately break someone's legs and then reattach them, right?
Therefore, it is not easy to make progress.

Fortunately, during the New Year period, there were constant gang disputes in the Jiangbei area, and fights were frequent in the streets.

There was also a constant stream of thugs coming to the clinic to treat their injuries.

Fang Cheng naturally would not miss this rare opportunity. As long as there was a suitable injured person, he would take the initiative to step forward and perform bone-setting techniques enthusiastically, constantly accumulating experience.

Finally, today I got what I wanted and upgraded successfully.

Looking at the introduction of the expert-level "bone setting" ability on the panel, Fang Cheng nodded slightly.

This skill effect is like the powerful blocking injection that an athlete receives when he is injured but has to grit his teeth and persevere in a major competition.

It can precisely act on the injured part, block nerve conduction, and seal and solidify the local tissue, thereby restoring the ability to move in a short time.

This is undoubtedly a timely help for those who are in danger and in urgent need of action, allowing them to break free from the shackles of pain and regain control of their bodies at the critical moment.

But Fang Cheng also knew that although this skill special effect was very practical, it was only a stopgap measure.

Just like a strong blocking injection, it is an emergency treatment first, without curing the injury fundamentally.

Therefore, the injured tissue has not been completely repaired, and comprehensive and meticulous conditioning and treatment are required afterwards.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng turned his attention to another special skill.

[Qigong lv1 (189/250)]

In addition to treatment, the skill of bone setting can also be used as a synthetic material for Qigong skills.

100 points of bone-setting experience are roughly equivalent to 50 points of qigong experience.

If you choose to synthesize, then the Qigong skill will soon be close to breaking through the upper limit.

After careful consideration, Fang Cheng gave up this option.

I decided to wait until "Bone Correction" is upgraded to the point where it can no longer be improved, and then integrate it into the Qigong skill. This way, the cost-effectiveness will be the highest.

Then he glanced at the other two skills.

[Acupoint pressing level 0 (45/100)]

【Massage level 0 (39/100)】

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly, then he retracted the panel and focused his attention on reality.

Turning around, I saw Wen Xin handing a package of medicinal herbs to a guest who was about to leave, and then sitting alone in the corner.

She hung her head gloomily, her little hands tugging at the corner of her clothes from time to time, and her little mouth was pouted.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a gentle smile.

I informed Wen Huiyi and Master Lin yesterday about sending her to school.

Upon hearing this, Wen Huiyi choked up and thanked Fang Cheng, while at the same time being full of expectations for her daughter's future.

Master Lin was naturally very supportive and knew the importance of education for a low-income family.

However, when Wen Xin heard the news, her reaction was heartbreaking. Her face instantly fell, her brows furrowed, and she was full of resistance and anxiety.

Fang Cheng knew that Wen Xin did not hate studying, but her broken family life in the past had left deep scars on her young heart, causing her to subconsciously avoid contact with her peers, fearing possible ridicule, isolation, or being hurt again.

However, she had to rely on herself and take this step bravely to embrace the changes that life brought.

Fang Cheng shook his head slightly, temporarily putting his worry about Wen Xin aside, and turned around to continue receiving the next injured person.

Before we knew it, there were fewer and fewer customers in the store.

As the wall clock ticked, the noise gradually faded away and silence quietly enveloped the room.

"Sir, are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Huiyi walked lightly towards the man in a gray windbreaker who had been sitting quietly since she entered the room.

She spoke softly with a professional smile on her face, trying to break the silence.

"I'm looking for Lin Fusheng."

But the man shook his head, stood up and spoke.

The deep voice echoed in the quiet store, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Fang Cheng and Master Lin couldn't help but stop what they were doing and look at this person.

(End of this chapter)