The Greatest Daoist Miracle Doctor

Ye Feng was eating noodles. Seeing Xia Bing's shocked appearance, he thought, "why so surprised? There are more than one or two people in the mountain who have achieved more than the Kofan. If you want to talk about the status in the secular world, there are still people who used to be national elders. Wouldn't it be more astonishing to say it? "

"My God! Oh, my God! You and Yue Ziyang are good friends? " Xia Bing screamed several times in a row, and it was hard to digest the news for a moment.

Seeing that Ye Feng's plate of noodles was about to bottom out, Xia Bing finally took a plate of French Vanilla chicken breast and asked weakly, "can you eat this?"

"Make do with it!" Ye Feng ate the last mouthful of noodles and said casually.

Xia Bing didn't expect that she spent more than 3000 yuan to order the dishes, and finally she only got a "make do with it"!

Xia Bing is eating chicken breast, but she suddenly hears a strong wine smell coming from her side.

A big foreign man with a stout figure, an open shirt and a lot of disordered chest hair was carrying a glass of red wine. He staggered to the side of the piano and said in poor Chinese, "Miss, you play the piano very well. Your people are beautiful, too! Please have a drink of my wine

As he spoke, the foreign chest hairy man pretended to be gentle. He bent down and handed the shaking wine glass to the woman.

This scene instantly attracted the attention of all customers in the restaurant. Almost everyone stopped and looked at the hairy man.

However, only the woman who plays the piano is still playing the piano with intoxication, even without raising her eyelids.

Let the foreign chest hair man pout in front of him as if he didn't see him. Even the sound of the piano was not half disordered.

The foreign man with chest hair pouted for a minute, and he heard several laughs in his ears.

I don't know whether it's caused by bending down, drinking too much, or being ashamed and angry. The big man with chest hair blushed, straightened up, slapped on the piano, and scolded: "bitch! Do you want it or not? "

With that, he handed the red wine cup to the piano player savagely.

Just, this time, did not wait to pass in front of the woman, but was a slender clean hand, stopped.

As soon as the hairy man turned his head, he found that the owner of the hand was just a thin Chinese boy in his twenties.

No one else, it's Ye Feng!

"What are you doing?" A pair of drunken eyes of the big man with chest hair, staring at Ye Feng, are full of fierce light.

"The sound of the zither is just beautiful. If you interrupt rudely, it's just like burning the zither and boiling the crane. It hurts the elegance." Ye Feng looked directly at the big man with chest hair who was a head higher than himself and said seriously.

"What pig crane? FUCK！ Are you scolding me? " Chest hair big man a cavity shame anger, pour into the red wine in the hand, lift the glass, mercilessly to Ye Feng poured in the past.

Ye Feng just slightly tilted his head. The glass of red wine, like eyes, didn't fall on Ye Feng. It all fell on the floor behind him.

It seems that Ye Feng can avoid this glass of red wine. With a low roar, he smashed his fist at Ye Feng. That big fist, like vinegar platinum, seems to be bigger than Ye Feng's head.

If this fist is smashed, let alone Ye Feng's small body, even a cow will be smashed by him.

The crowd could not help but scream.

From the side door of the restaurant, a few men in black came out quietly, but they didn't come forward, but they retreated inexplicably.

Looking at Ye Feng again, he was not in a hurry when facing the fist of a foreign big man. He moved lightly under his feet, like a monkey, and quickly retreated, cleverly avoiding the fist of a big man.

When the foreign man's strength was just used, Ye Feng rushed to the man like a running antelope, and thrust out his fist like a black dragon going out to sea.

This move is the Da Mo acupoint punches that Ye Feng has worked hard for countless days. The fist technique is hard and fierce, and straight to the opponent's acupoints.

How can a half drunk man avoid this blow?

With a dull sound of "bang", Ye Feng's fist hit danzhong acupoint.

People thought that the foreign man had thick skin and thick flesh. Ye Feng's fist was like a dragonfly shaking the pillar.

After the blow, the man was stiff, his eyes protruded like a dead fish, his mouth was wide open, his mouth could not speak, even his breath could not breathe.

After holding for a few seconds, a big face turned into the color of pig liver, with a huge body of 300 Jin, facing up and falling on the floor.

With a bang, the whole restaurant trembled.

"Ah People in the restaurant, a scream.

Who could have foreseen the ending like this? A man as big as a pagoda was "Ko" by the thin Ye Feng.

When they saw the ant, they tripped over the elephant.

Only the sound of the piano, like water, is still flowing as usual without any change."Ye Feng, are you ok?" Xia Bing quickly steps in front of Ye Feng and screams.

"It's all right!" Ye Feng casually replied, and raised his foot, the tip of his foot quickly kicked the man's waist.

That big man got Ye Feng's foot, and finally gasped. He almost choked to death, but his chest was in great pain. He wanted to climb, but he couldn't.

"Are you ready? Let's go when we eat! This man is really disgusting Ye Feng does not have any mood fluctuation ground, turn a head to say to Xia Bing.

"No, let's go!" Which summer ice still has appetite to eat? Immediately carried Kun bag, pull Ye Feng to go out.

As Ye Feng walked out, he looked back at the woman playing the piano.

But found that the woman still fingers, intoxicated with playing the piano, as if did not know what happened in front of her, like a blind and deaf general.

Of course, from her sexy star eyes, we can see that she is not blind or deaf.

It wasn't until Ye Feng and Xia Bing came out of the restaurant that a large number of staff of the fillhouse restaurant came to the foreign man who caused the accident.

I didn't see any injuries, but I couldn't get up with all my strength.

In the end, several security guards worked together to lift it out of the restaurant.

Just as the security guards were busy dealing with the foreign man, a middle-aged man in black, I don't know when, had already bowed to the woman's side, and asked in a very respectful voice: "Miss, do you want it?"

before he finished, the woman narrowed her eyes and motioned him to silence.

Until the end of the song, the woman finally stopped, slowly got up, and then, dragging a long black skirt, strode to the back of the restaurant. The surprise and confusion of the people in the restaurant, as well as all of them, did not seem to project into her eyes.