The Dandy Demon Emperor returns to the city

In the end, there were only five people left, and Long Chen didn't participate in any of the competitions. He just sat there drinking tea all by himself.

The last five people drew lots, but what disappointed them was that Long Chen still got a bye and successfully entered the top three.

After they decided the winner, the two defeated contestants became dissatisfied.

An old Mediterranean man said unconvinced, "Your competition organizing committee must be doing something shady. How much did this guy give you? I'm going to sue you!"

Another white-haired old man also said, "I'm not convinced yet. He didn't participate in a single match. No one knows if he's really capable. We worked hard all the way through, but we lost to the rules!"

The emotions of the audience above suddenly aroused, and almost everyone felt that there was something shady.

There were people above who were scolding the competition organizing committee, and there were also people who were scolding Long Chen. They were all trying to defend these two old men.

As the person involved, Long Chen turned a deaf ear. It was none of his business what others said. He only knew that the tea he brewed was very fragrant.

The competition organizing committee was also caught in a dilemma. This was a rule set by themselves, and it was too late to regret it now. Although they knew there was no behind-the-scenes operation, who would have thought that someone would be so lucky.

Since you are so lucky, you can just buy welfare lottery tickets, why come to participate in the competition?

After discussion with the final competition organizing committee, a person in charge will communicate with Long Chen to see if he can participate in the competition again.

The person in charge was sweating profusely and ran to Long Chen's side. Who knows how much psychological pressure he was feeling now, "Mr. Long, don't you think it's a little inappropriate that you got the quota without even playing once? This matter is also It’s all because of our imperfect regulations. Our competition organizing committee has discussed it. You only need to compete with these two people. If you win, the spot will still be yours. What do you think?”

"Oh, it's none of my business if you make mistakes in formulating the rules. I only know that I got a place to go to Yanjing!"

"This... Mr. Long, please think about it again. We can compensate you. No matter you win or lose, the bonus of 50 will not be less for you, okay?"

"If you want tea, I can pour you a cup. If you keep talking about this, I'm sorry, there is no need to discuss it."

The person in charge was almost crying. How could he dare to drink tea with Long Chen? After drinking this tea, his eight mouths were useless.

"Boy, no matter what means you use to get into the top three, if you don't dare to compete with me, you are dissatisfied!" said the old Mediterranean man.

"Yes, I'm not convinced either!" the white-haired old man agreed!

"Whether you accept or not is none of my business? Why should you blame others if you don't have the ability?" Long Chen retorted.

This completely pissed off the old Mediterranean man. He came over and smashed Long Chen's teacup on the ground, "If you have the ability, then let your strength speak for itself. If you don't dare to compete like this, don't you even know your medical skills? Do you think so?" "

"Yes, yes, yes, there must be something fishy!"

"Could it be that a person who doesn't even have medical skills is in the top three? It's really ironic!"

……

All the conflicts were directed towards Long Chen.

"You want to see my medical skills? Then I will help you!"

"Snapped!"

Long Chen slapped the old Mediterranean man on the face.

Crisp slaps resounded in the hall, and everyone instantly became silent.

Then more violent curses sounded, and some people even stood up excitedly and pointed at Long Chen and cursed.

Long Chen stood up slowly and said coldly, "It's not me who said that everyone here is rubbish!"

"Since you want me to prove it, then I will prove it to you!"

Long Chen used his hands and feet to punch the old Mediterranean man one after another, punching into the flesh.

Every kick can leave a footprint on him.

After a while, the old Mediterranean man was so angry that he could go to the Paradise at any time.

Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment, and those who reacted quickly began to take out their mobile phones and prepare to call the police.

No one thought that Long Chen would be so cruel and beat people to death in public.

Under everyone's gaze, Long Chen took out the silver needles he carried with him, and all thirteen silver needles flew into the air, adjusted their position and direction, and then plunged them into the old Mediterranean man.

Thirteen silver needles accurately pierced the thirteen acupuncture points of the old Mediterranean man, and then each silver needle trembled regularly.

Some contestants at the scene wanted to go up to save people, but were stopped by people who knew about it. As for most people in the stands, they couldn't understand and they didn't understand the reason at the moment.

Fortunately, there were enthusiastic insiders who explained it to them one by one.

"Oh my God, is this the legendary Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate? He actually knows it. Hasn't it been lost for thousands of years?"

"What, you said it's the Thirteen Needles of the Gate of Hell, I've seen it in a book before, but it's just flesh and bones of the living and the dead."

"It's fake. How is it possible? I find it incredible!"

"What's fake? Look at that old man. He almost died just now. Do you see that his face is rosy and he looks a little painful now?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's amazing, it's amazing!"

"It's enough to see such magical acupuncture in this life!"

"The most important thing is that he was able to control thirteen silver needles at once, and the needles moved freely and smoothly. I would like to ask everyone here who can do it?"

……

What was different from the initial accusations and abuses was that now they all turned into exclamations and admiration.

Half an hour later, Long Chen took back the silver needle.

The old Mediterranean man also woke up and was more energetic than before.

"Are you convinced now?" Long Chen asked.

"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced. I feel like all my hidden illnesses have been cured. Thank you, Mr. Long." The old Mediterranean man was conscious of everything that had just happened.

He was definitely not convinced by Long Chen, but he admired Long Chen's medical skills from the bottom of his heart.

Long Chen looked at everyone present again, "What about you? Are you convinced?"

"I sincerely apologize to Mr. Long for my behavior just now." The white-haired old man saluted Long Chen.

"I'm convinced. We're all convinced now. We can beat people to death first and then revive them. Who of the other people present can do it?"

At this moment, everyone felt that Long Chen deserved the place he got to go to Yanjing, and no one doubted that Long Chen got the place because of his connections.

Does this kind of strength require behind-the-scenes operations?It must be because of good luck that I got a bye in every game.

The people on the competition organizing committee also breathed a sigh of relief. Today's competition was really thrilling.

Not only was his reputation almost ruined, but he also almost lost his life, but fortunately the outcome was good.

Many schools, hospitals, associations, etc. at the scene wanted to invite Long Chen to work in their units.

But without exception, they were all rejected by Long Chen, leaving them with only a handsome back.

How many years later, no one will forget the young man who first killed someone and then revived someone on the playing field.