Chapter 16 Negotiation

Under the intense pain, Old Master Wu couldn't bear it any longer and fainted. This time, the pain was more severe than before. Although he had experienced pain before, it had never caused him to faint. Seeing the situation was not good, Lu Feng hurried over. The bodyguard behind Old Master Wu was the first to rush forward and stood in front of him, his voice cold: "If it weren't for you, the old master wouldn't be in this state. Get lost." "Before he fainted, he asked me to come over." "No matter what he said before, you must leave immediately now. Otherwise, I will turn you into minced meat." The bodyguard had long wanted to teach this young man a lesson. This time, Old Master Wu fainted outside, and when they returned, they would all inevitably be scolded and reprimanded. "You don't have the ability." Lu Feng said firmly. The bodyguard was also hot-tempered. Hearing Lu Feng boasting in front of him, he couldn't control his anger and threw a punch straight at Lu Feng's face. Lu Feng didn't dodge, he raised his left hand and turned the fist into a palm. Thud. The bodyguard's powerful punch felt like hitting cotton, causing no harm to Lu Feng. He was surprised. As a former special forces soldier, he had self-taught himself various martial arts after retiring. Although this punch may not have been very powerful, it was enough to knock out a cow. How could this young man easily withstand it? "I told you that you don't have the ability." Lu Feng clenched his fist and began to exert force. Creak creak. The sound of bones being squeezed could be heard, and people could see the huge fist of the bodyguard gradually shrinking. After just a few seconds, the bodyguard couldn't hold on any longer. He had never imagined that one person's strength could be so great. The force used by the other party had actually made his bones creak. "I am here to save people, not to harm them." Lu Feng's hand swung sideways. The bodyguard slumped onto a nearby chair, his eyes filled with disbelief and fear. If the person in front of him really wanted to kill the old man, even if they all attacked together, they wouldn't stand a chance. Another bodyguard wanted to step forward to stop him, but he was stopped. If the other party had any malicious intentions, he should be lying on the ground now, not sitting in a chair. The strength of this young man exceeded the imagination of all of them. Lu Feng squatted in front of Old Master Wu and took his pulse. "How is he, Xiaolu?" "It's not too serious. The old master suffered a blunt injury to his left calf on the battlefield many years ago." "He was grazed by a bullet over twenty years ago. He was fine before, but this problem only started in the past decade or so." "There are remnants of the bullet and an infection. The previous treatment was not timely enough, which led to this root cause of the illness." "Can it still be treated?" Zhao Qingping asked. This is also what everyone on the scene most wants to know, but no one is too hopeful. After all, over the years, Mr. Wu has visited famous doctors everywhere, but has never been cured. "It's possible. It will take some twists and turns. I'll first give him acupuncture for pain relief, then prescribe some Chinese medicine for him, and properly regulate him for a month, which will definitely eradicate the problem." "It's impossible. My family's old master has seen too many doctors. Many people have promised to cure him within a week, but in the end, it was still ineffective," a younger generation of the Wu family said. "And every time my old master has a pain attack, it lasts for one to two hours, and then he gets better. It recurs almost every month." "One to two hours is too long, give me three minutes." Lu Feng took out the silver needle he secretly carried with him and flicked it up and down with his fingertips. "Damn it, are you going to randomly poke my old master with your dirty stuff?" The Wu family members immediately objected. This is their Wu family's venerable master, his body is precious, how can someone like him casually poke him with something random. Lu Feng looked up at the person, his mouth curled up: "If you think you have the ability to stop me, you can also try." The person immediately lowered his head and remained silent. Even the existence of such powerful bodyguards was subdued by him with a slap, so they were no match for Lu Feng. After poking the silver needle, Lu Feng touched Mr. Wu's calf and slowly pressed on the injured area. Each time the force was from light to deep, and the force of the next time was even greater than the previous one. Crack, crack, crack. The crisp sound of bones rang out. The leg of Old Mr. Wu swelled visibly at a rapid pace.