Douluo: You call this a toy

The masters raised their eyes and looked up, their expressions froze, thinking how could this happen, the slap in the face must have come too quickly.

Song Changpei was stunned and said hurriedly: "Masters, what is this?"

Seeing the workers rolling around as if they were possessed by evil spirits, the masters trembled and took a few steps forward, "Oh, don't panic, it's just a simple heatstroke. Move the people to a cool place quickly. Do you have Huoxiang Zhengqi Water?" Give him something to drink and he will recover in a while.”

"Masters, have you ever seen a heatstroke patient with such symptoms?"

Yang Fan walked up to him and shouted: "That's strangling myself, and strangling myself to death. If you make a mistake, you will be responsible for a human life."

"I just gave advice out of good intentions. I have no control over the treatment, and it has nothing to do with me whether I live or die."

All the masters shook their heads and shied away all the responsibilities.

To be respected by others and called a master, he still has some virtues. When he took a closer look, his expression changed drastically, and there was a sinister wind, and it was obvious that he was possessed by a ghost.

He hurriedly took out a talisman from his bag, strode forward, pressed it on the worker's forehead in a panic, and muttered something.

"what--."

The masters paused for a moment, jumped up suddenly, and then landed on their butts, repeating this process.

But the worker, now back to normal, ran away in fright without saying a word.

Song Changpei was trapped, how could the masters harm themselves even though they were doing well?Could it be that he had dirty things on his body? If he was injured or died here, how would he explain it?His eyes fell on Yang Fan and he said urgently: "Brother, we can't let anything happen to the masters. We have to find a way."

At this moment, Yang Fan was taking pictures with his mobile phone. He handed the phone to Song Changpei and said calmly: "Continue shooting."

Seeing him about to go over, Sister-in-Law Guihua held him back, "You have to be careful, your mother is on your own..."

Yang Fan patted her shoulder and said, "I'll be fine."

Then, he rushed over and kicked the masters with a flying kick. Even though he flew two meters away, he still couldn't stop the crazy self-mutilation. The root of his tail was probably broken, and he still refused to stop.

Yang Fan jumped over and slapped him several more times, making the corners of his mouth bleed. The masters fell to the ground and started hitting their heads on the ground.

"Brother, we can't let him commit suicide, otherwise, our project will be over."

At this time, Song Changpei also thought that the masters were possessed by evil spirits, so he rushed forward and kicked them rudely.

Realizing that even beating the person to death would not help, Yang Fan had no choice but to take out a silver needle and pierce the acupoints of the masters.

In an instant, all the masters were conscious and clear, but they were already dying. Even so, a pair of eyes that were almost spitting fire glared at Yang Fan. Why did they beat him to death?Why?

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. This evil thing that hurt people turned out to be a ghost in the body of a wok. He escaped privately and now came out to do evil. He couldn't leave it behind. He flashed his body and punched the air. Then, the ghost-catching talisman in his hand Throw.

Song Changpei, Sister-in-law Osmanthus Osmanthus, the masters and many onlookers looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Are they mentally disturbed or something?What's the point of performing alone in front of the air?

Then, Yang Fan was seen running quickly towards the foot of the mountain, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"No, hurry up and save Xiaofan, hurry up and chase him!"

Thinking that Yang Fan was also possessed by evil spirits, Sister-in-Law Osmanthus exclaimed, and Song Changpei and some workers chased after him.

"Don't run away. This master is about to die. Take me to the hospital first."

There was no one else at the scene, but the masters were even more frightened. They were afraid that the unclean thing would get up again and crawl toward safety on all fours.

Sister-in-law Osmanthus chased her down the mountain, and Yang Fan came out of the barley holding his pants.

"Xiao Fan, are you alright?"

Sister-in-law Osmanthus quickly ran forward and looked her up and down, her eyes full of worry.

Yang Fan looked surprised, "Why are you all here? I was anxious just now, so I ran too fast and didn't have time to say hello to you."

Everyone was relieved to see that he was indeed fine.

"Masters? It's broken. It's broken."

Song Changpei gasped and ran back quickly.

"I'm going to die, you brat. You're so cruel. I'm going to beat you to death. I'm going to sue you and bankrupt you."

The masters regained some energy and shouted angrily.

Sister-in-law Guihua couldn't stand it anymore, "You are such an unreasonable old man. If Xiaofan beats you, it's just to save you. If I hadn't beaten you, you would have continued to harm yourself until you died."

"It's okay now, but you blame him. Your good intentions are not rewarded. If this happens in the future, who will dare to save you?"

The masters shook their heads and said, "Without a future, even if you give me [-] million, I will not come. The yin energy is too strong and it is difficult to suppress it."

"I feel severe pain all over my body. There must be more fractures. Someone call an ambulance for me. I have hundreds of millions of assets and many adopted daughters. I respond to every call and turn my hands to make clouds and rain. Unexpectedly, I am going to hang on my head." This is a place where birds don’t poop.”

A forklift roared up, and Song Changpei planned to transfer him to the forklift and send him to the asphalt road.

Yang Fan checked the masters, looked at him and said with a smile: "Your bones are very strong, and you haven't broken any bones after so many falls."

"Nonsense, if the bones are not broken, why does the whole body hurt so much?"

Seeing that the masters didn't believe it, Song Changpei said, "Do you know how Brother Yang and I met? I was terminally ill and he saved me. Masters, don't have any doubts about your medical skills."

"The lame, deaf, and mute in our village were all cured by Xiao Fan. Everyone calls him the Little Miracle Doctor. If he says you're fine, then you'll be fine? Don't talk so much nonsense."

Those who attack Yang Fan are the enemies of Guihua Sister-in-law, so they will fight back resolutely.

"If you don't believe it, stand up and try it. It's normal to have some pain after falling so many times just now."

The masters glanced at the group of people angrily and stretched out their hands for Song Changpei to help him.

After slowly getting up, except for the severe pain at the base of my tail, I could still bear the pain.

The group of people walked back to Fairy Bridge, and Yang Fan told the masters to lie down on the back seats. Song Changpei, Gui Hua's wife and the masters themselves were confused as to what they were doing.

"To be precise, your tailbone is broken. I will reset it for you now."

The masters looked at Yang Fan, and then glanced into the distance. He was a patient with fractures, but he was still allowed to walk so far!

His expression suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Boss Song, send me to the hospital for examination."

"Brother Yang's medical skills are really good, so he can't make mistakes."

"No, even if he is a god, I don't believe him! Let's go."

The masters were so angry that their bodies were shaking. They had never let anyone play with him. This kid was too cruel. If he was paralyzed or unfortunately passed away, who would spend the tens of billions?

I got into the car angrily, feeling a sharp pain in my tailbone, so I had to lie on my side.

Song Changpei smiled bitterly, said a few words to Yang Fan, and took the masters to the county hospital.

Sister-in-law Guihua and Yang Fan went to the river under the shade of the trees.

"Sister-in-law, how are you doing lately? Is anyone looking for trouble?"

Sitting on the grass and looking at the crystal clear river water, Yang Fan was in a good mood. He seemed very relaxed after being away from the hustle and bustle of the metropolis.

"No, Uncle Futian became much more honest after receiving the money."

Sister-in-law Osmanthus pointed to the distance and sighed quietly: "Those families have not planted black Ganoderma lucidum. It is a pity that dozens of acres of fields are abandoned. Can you help them?"