Hearing the old man's words, Meng Fan was extremely surprised. He rolled his eyes twice and said to Feng Yingying and Fang Min behind him: "You two go out first. This perverted old man and I have something to discuss."

"Oh no, who do you think is the perverted old man?!" The old man couldn't sit still anymore and stood up, blowing his beard and staring at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan ignored them and gave Fang Min and Feng Yingying an affectionate look. The two women turned around and left with a smile.

After the two women left, Meng Fan grabbed the old man's collar and pulled him over. Although he couldn't sit up, his hands were still strong. He pulled the old man and said ferociously: "You're fucking killing me."

Do you know? You stupid bastards, those two are the disciples of the enemy you mentioned. I will wipe out your uncle, I will quit, and you can go wherever the hell you fall in love with."

Faced with Meng Fan's sudden change, the old man seemed to have expected it. When Meng Fan pulled the collar of his clothes, he was neither anxious nor angry. He smiled with a vulgar expression and said: "Do you think you can still escape now? Even if I

If you leave now and say that you are no longer my disciple, will those two people believe you?"

Meng Fan, who was wearing a rough outfit, pushed the old man away and shouted: "Get the hell out of here, you're cheating me. I have no enmity with you, why are you holding me back?!"

The old man staggered as he was pushed by Meng Fan, then he patted his clothes without hesitation, continued to sit on the bench of the hospital bed, and said: "I told you, your blood is unusual, it seems that I guessed it right.

, if it weren’t for me that you were injured this time, you wouldn’t even know how you died!”

"Fart, I will still bother you even if I die. If it weren't for you, I would still be in the situation I am in now." Meng Fan widened his eyes and said ferociously.

"Well, yes, if I hadn't given you the superpower, you would have died in Zhuo Qiang's hands a long time ago?!" The old man was also angry, but he didn't look angry, he just retorted.

This sentence left Meng Fan speechless. Thinking about it, if the tattoo hadn't played a role, he would have died when he cut off Ge Zi's arm. However, he was still a little angry, pouted, and stopped talking.

The old man continued to smile, patted Meng Fan on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, kid, but I have to tell you something. You may not be your parents' biological son."

"Fuck you, uncle, you are not your mother's biological son." Meng Fan yelled without thinking.

The old man was so frightened that he stepped back. After thinking for a while, he patted Meng Fan tentatively and said, "Hey, hey, don't be like this, what I said is true. Think about it, if you were you

The biological sons of these two old men, that means their blood is also rare, right? But that's not the case. When you were in the operating room, you suffered from heavy bleeding, and people all over the world were looking for blood for you. Your parents' blood is not suitable for you at all.

You think for yourself whether I am right or not, your blood was shipped from the capital, type O and type JK3. You may have never heard of this kind of blood. This thing is more precious than the blood of giant pandas."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Meng Fan fell silent. Since he was a child, his relatives and friends in his hometown have said that he doesn't look like his parents. He thought it was a joke and didn't care. But what the old man said was so true that others couldn't help but believe it.

, Science is sometimes very awesome, so awesome that no one dares to do anything about it.

But he still frowned in disbelief, turned to look at the old man and said: "Who the hell did you listen to this? Did you use hallucination on me again? Damn it, I have to guard against you.

…”

The old man was so scolded by Meng Fan that he had nothing to say. He stood up angrily without saying a word.

Meng Fan looked at the old man strangely, then stretched out his hand on his thigh and pinched it. Without realizing it, he yelled: "I wiped your uncle, and you used the fucking illusion on me again. I pinched myself and didn't even feel it."

pain."

The old man was so wronged that he jumped up and said: "Who the hell are you blaming? It's your own lower body that is paralyzed. How can you blame me? Have you ever seen that hemiplegic person who still had consciousness in the paralyzed area...

…”

The old man's voice gradually became softer before he finished speaking. Just for a moment, he revealed Meng Fan's condition, but for the old man, paralysis was no problem.

But Meng Fan was dumbfounded. He stared at the old man with dumbfounded eyes, unblinking, and finally said: "You...what did you just say? Paralysis...paralysis..."

The old man saw that something was wrong with Meng Fan, so he hurriedly sat down and glanced at the door of the ward. He was relieved when he saw no one came, and then said: "Hey, what are you doing? Don't look like you're going to die, or you'll be paralyzed."

?!"

"No, no, it's just your uncle, get the fuck out of here, get out..., from now on, don't let me see you anymore, I'd rather die than complain about seeing you, I'll fuck your mother

, I will fight for you today..." As he said that, Meng Fan grabbed the lunch boxes, cups, etc. on the side, weighed them up, and threw them at the old man.

The old man was so frightened that he stood up quickly, stepped back, waved his hands in front of him, and said: "Hey, little... boy, I tell you... I tell you, don't regret it..."

"I regret your mother. I am disabled now. You feel better, right? Damn it..."

"What's wrong? What's wrong..."

At this time, the ward door opened, and Fang Min and Feng Yingying ran in in a panic. Seeing the old man and Meng Fan looking like they were dead, they asked in surprise.

When Meng Fan saw the two women coming in, he slowly sat down with his hands on his body, threw the toilet paper in his hand to the ground, covered his head and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Fang Min seemed to have a premonition of something, and turned to look at the old man coldly: "What did you say to him?!"

The old man smiled flatteringly: "Girl...girl, I didn't say anything. What can I say..."

"roll……"

The old man's words were not playful. Fang Min looked at the old man coldly and said calmly, without any sign of anger.

The old man still smiled flatteringly: "Look at you, he is not sensible, and you are not sensible either. I mean well..."

"Didn't you hear me when I said get out of here, and you asked me to say it again?!" Fang Min took two steps forward, his pupils tightening.

The old man sighed, shook his head, looked at Feng Yingying and said, "Girl, come here for a moment?!"

"Yingying..."

Fang Min grabbed Feng Yingying, turned to look at the old man and continued: "Don't go, this old and crooked thing, I didn't look like a good person just now."

"Hey, girl, you can't say that, my old man provoked you..."

"Then I fucking provoked you..." As soon as the old man said this, Meng Fan threw off the hospital quilt on his body, turned over with a red face and roared.

Seeing Meng Fan's mood, the old man felt helpless. With the last glimmer of hope, he said to Fang Min: "Girl, can you go out first? I promise, I won't irritate this kid, don't worry?!"

Fang Min sneered and raised his lips: "Why should I trust you? Who are you? Do I know you?!"

The old man saw that he wanted to teach Meng Fan something, but there was no hope in person. He just turned his attention to Feng Yingying: "Little girl, I know you believe that I am not a bad person, right? Come out, something is wrong."

Let me tell you, don't worry, I'm just telling you, I won't hurt you..."

"Don't go. If you want to say anything, just say it here. Don't listen to him!" Fang Min grabbed Feng Yingying again and refused to let her leave.

Feng Yingying looked at the old man, then at Meng Fan on the hospital bed, opened Fang Min's hand and said, "Sister Min, it's okay, I know it well..."

Then he turned around and walked up to the old man: "Let's go, I know that Meng Fan will definitely give you endless trouble when he sees you."

The old man chuckled, said nothing, looked at Meng Fan, and then followed Feng Yingying out.

Arriving outside the ward, Feng Yingying turned around and said lightly: "Okay, just say what you want to say?!"

The old man hesitated, then sighed heavily and said: "Meng Fan's health is fine. Tell him not to worry. I have a way to make him recover within three days. Stop it, don't get excited..."

As he was talking, the old man saw that Feng Yingying was a little excited, so he quickly stopped drinking, and then said, "Do you still remember the two black mamba snakes that Meng Fan caught?"

"How do you know?!" Feng Yingying was a little surprised that the old man actually knew everything.

The old man smiled mysteriously: "It's nothing, I know a lot, continue to listen to me, tell Meng Fan and let him swallow the snake alive, and then it will naturally get better."

"ah……"

Feng Yingying opened her mouth wide and almost jumped up. The thought of swallowing a snake alive made her a little sick, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on her face: "Swallow alive, are you kidding me? I have never heard anyone say that paralysis is possible."

Can a person recover by eating a live snake?!"

"You don't have to do this. The kind of person you are talking about will definitely not do it. Of course I have my reasons for letting Meng Fan eat a snake alive. Do you still remember the tattoo pattern on Meng Fan's back? With it, you can rest assured about everything.

, tell Meng Fan, don’t think that this snake hurt him. If it weren’t for this snake, Meng Fan would really be hopeless. He could be bitten by a snake in the grass. It is a blessing, not a curse. When he swallows a snake, there must be people around him.

If there is no one around, it has to be in the middle of the night. Remember, it must be after twelve o'clock. Don't worry, these things won't kill him. If Meng Fan doesn't swallow this snake, he will be disabled for the rest of his life. Don't think he has any reaction now.

, there will be no..."

"Ah...you know this too?!" Feng Yingying was a little shy, but she actually heard the conversation between her and Fang Min.

The old man disagreed: "Listen to me, don't worry about so much. There is also a pendant I gave to Li Zhijun that day and asked him to give it to Meng Fan. He asked Meng Fan to take the pendant and swallow the snake. After swallowing, the pendant in his stomach

There will be a scorching reaction and a burst of severe pain. Meng Fan can't resist it. He must not go to the window. He rolls on the bed and waits until a mouthful of blood spits out from his mouth. Then he passes out. After everything is over, Meng Fan

I can definitely get out of bed, and I will be stronger than before. Tell Meng Fan my words without saying anything. It’s up to him what he wants to do. Okay, I’m leaving."

After speaking, the old man shook his head, looked at Meng Fan in the ward, turned and left.

Feng Yingying's face was full of bewilderment, her eyes widened, and she couldn't say a word. After a long time, she realized that the old man had disappeared. She shook her head, recalled what the old man said, and then turned and walked into the ward door.

Seeing Feng Yingying come in, Fang Minzheng picked up something thrown by Meng Fan on the ground with one hand, straightened up and asked, "What did that old man say to you?!"

(The power is still out today. Langzi was updated in an Internet cafe. Can you please help me and give me a vote? Finally, let me explain that the title of Langzi’s book is about to be changed. It will be changed to "The Ultimate Evil Lord". It will be fine.
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