Evil Tattoo: The Ten Great Yama Tattoos at the Beginning

Zhang Yuandong can build the Zhang family's huge foundation, and he still has a pattern.

"Come here, go to my study and bring him the blood pills." Zhang Yuandong ordered the bodyguard beside him.

After ordering his men to get the blood pills, Zhang Yuandong motioned to the bodyguards beside him not to be so nervous.

Then, Zhang Yuandong sat on the sofa in the living room and motioned for Yang Jing to sit down and chat.

"Yang Jing, right?"

"I'll call you little friend Yang Jing! You want blood pills, there's no need to use this method."

"You are the leader... President Ma's confidant. I, Zhang Yuandong, am also following President Ma's lead. We are all our own people. It is impossible for me to ignore you."

"Don't be too nervous, let's sit down and talk."

As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person. If Yang Jing wanted blood pills, Zhang Yuandong would just give them to him.

After taking the blood pill, at least his life was saved.

As for tonight's loss, Zhang Yuandong will go to the leader to recover it.

After all, who made Yang Jing the leader?

"You're welcome!"

"I took the blood pills and left immediately!" Yang Jing said with a cold face.

After a while, the bodyguard took half of the blood pill from the safe in the study room.

The bodyguard handed the blood pill to Zhang Yuandong. Zhang Yuandong did not hesitate and handed the blood pill directly to Yang Jing and said, "Here is the thing. Take it!"

Yang Jing reached out to catch the blood pill, but due to the serious injury, he staggered and almost fell.

In a hurry, he held on to the table and calmed down for a long time before he recovered.

Seeing Yang Jing looking seriously injured and dying, Zhang Peng, who had been standing behind Zhang Yuandong, suddenly became interested.

His father, Zhang Yuandong, was willing to hand over the blood pills, but he was not willing.

what's going on?

All cats and dogs dared to come to Zhang’s house to steal things.

Originally, Zhang Peng was not sure of winning against Yang Jing, so he had to endure until now.

Now, seeing that Yang Jing was shaking when he walked, he was still willing to give in.

"Who do you think you are?"

"You dare to come to our Zhang family to steal things?"

"Dad, you can't give this blood pill to him!" After saying this, Zhang Peng directly used his tattoo ability, Hot Wheels, and Fire Pointed Gun to appear out of thin air.

"Third brother, don't mess around..." Zhang Yuandong was about to stop Zhang Peng, but before he could finish speaking, Zhang Peng had already rushed out.

Zhang Peng's Hot Wheels were also very fast. In the blink of an eye, they rushed in front of Yang Jing.

Zhang Peng held up the fire-tipped spear and stabbed Yang Jing's heart with the tip.

Yang Jing was seriously injured at this time, and Zhang Peng was not weak either.

Yang Jing knew that he could not continue to struggle with Zhang Peng and fight for a long time. His current physical condition simply could not afford it.

Since you can't afford it, you have to use all your strength to defeat the enemy with one move.

Yang Jing mobilized the little energy in his body, and the Heavenly Eye appeared on his forehead. A golden light shot out from the Heavenly Eye and hit Zhang Peng's body.

After Zhang Peng was shrouded in golden light, he felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his movements became very slow.

"Oh!"

The three-pointed two-edged knife in Yang Jing's hand hit Zhang Peng directly on the waist, and Zhang Peng flew away more than ten meters away.

He fell heavily on the TV in the living room. The 100-inch large TV was smashed to pieces by Zhang Peng.

"Pfft!"

Zhang Peng spurted out a mouthful of blood. Obviously, he was seriously injured by this blow.

Zhang Peng was obviously still not convinced, struggling to stand up and prove himself.

During the recent period, Zhang Peng's self-esteem has been severely hit.

Originally, he thought that he should be one of the strongest among human destiny masters.

As a result, Zhang Peng became Zhang Peng after being defeated by Lin Yuan a few days ago.

Now, facing the seriously injured Yang Jing, he was no match for him.

This is really hard for Zhang Peng to accept.

In fact, Yang Jing has already kept his hand.

The blow just now was struck with the blade of a three-pointed two-edged sword. If he had been slashed with the blade, Zhang Peng would have been broken into two pieces at the waist.

Zhang Yuandong was a man of talent, so he could naturally tell that Yang Jing was holding back.

"You bastard, who asked you to do this!" Zhang Yuandong stepped forward, scolded Zhang Peng with a beard and glare, and then personally handed the blood pill into Yang Jing's hand.

"My tutor is not strict, please forgive me, little friend Yang Jing."

"If you need this blood pill, just take it!"

Yang Jing opened the box and took a look to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the contents. The next moment, it turned into a golden light and disappeared.

"father!"

"You just gave him the blood pill?" Zhang Peng struggled to get up and said, covering his chest.

Zhang Yuandong narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "What if I don't give it to you? Are you my opponent?"

"No matter how precious the blood pill is, can it be as precious as our lives?"

"However, this matter is definitely not over yet. Lao Ma has to give me an explanation."

Having said this, Zhang Yuandong picked up the landline phone next to him and made a call.

"beep."

"Beep, beep."

After a dozen busy signals, the call was connected.

"Old Zhang, why are you calling me so late?" On the other end of the phone was the voice of the leader of the King of Conspiracy Party.

Zhang Yuandong said with dissatisfaction in his tone: "Old Ma, how did you teach your subordinates?"

"That Yang Jing came to see me just now, and he snatched the remaining half of the blood pill."

"What?" Hearing this, the leader on the other end of the phone was a little surprised.

Yang Jing is his person. Logically speaking, when Yang Jing comes back, he should meet him first, and then go to Zhang Yuandong to get the blood pills through him!

"Did he kill Lin Yuan?" the leader asked.

"Hmph!" Zhang Yuandong snorted coldly and said dissatisfied: "If he kills Lin Yuan, will I still use the word rob?"

"Your people are no match for Lin Yuan. You have set your sights on me and robbed our Zhang family!"

"Old Ma, you have to give me an explanation this time..."

However, before Zhang Yuandong could finish speaking, a busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

The leader hung up the phone because Yang Jing had already appeared in front of him.

That's right, it just appeared in front of him unexpectedly.

Yang Jing was covered in blood and stood in front of him holding a three-pointed two-edged knife.

"Yang Jing, did you steal the Zhang family's blood pills?"

"The Zhang family's call has been called to me. It's very difficult for me to handle things like this!" The leader looked at Yang Jing and said with a frown.

"Blood pill!" Yang Jing's tone was hoarse and he only said two words.

When Yang Jing left, he put the half of the blood pill he got first with the leader.

"Am I talking about the Zhang family?"

"And Lin Yuan, you made a mistake, how did you do it..."

Before the leader could finish his words, Yang Jing continued to emphasize: "Blood Pills."

"Give me the blood pill."

At this time, Yang Jing's murderous intention had enveloped the leader.

He couldn't take it anymore.

Now, no matter who dares to stop him, he will kill this person without hesitation.

Being shrouded in Yang Jing's murderous aura, the leader also panicked a little.

Yang Jing is his driver and bodyguard, and he knows best what Yang Jing's strength is.

It would be funny if he was killed by his own bodyguard.

"Here you go!" The leader quickly returned the half blood pill that Yang Jing had stored here to him.

After getting the blood pill, Yang Jing didn't say anything and disappeared directly.

The next moment, Yang Jing appeared in the intensive care unit.

At this time, Yang Jing was at the end of his strength.

He lay on the hospital bed, used all his strength to take out the blood pills, and stuffed the blood pills into his sister's mouth.

"Chan'er, I can't accompany you anymore!"

"Brother, I have no ability, I can only do this for you."

"This... I don't know if Brother Xuewan can save you, but this is the last thing I can do for you!"

"If you can wake up, remember to live well and well..."

Yang Jing said that he stretched out his hand to touch his sister's face one last time. However, before he could touch her sister's face, his hand fell down weakly.

......

......

After half an hour.

The leader and Zhang Yuandong came to the hospital together.

"Where's Yang Jing?"

"How is Yang Jing?" After the leader saw the person he had placed in the hospital, he immediately asked about Yang Jing's safety.

The leader attaches great importance to Yang Jing. Yang Jing is very powerful. If he can completely use him for his own use, he will be his right-hand man.

"He seems to be dying!" the subordinate replied.

Zhang Yuandong on the side said doubtfully: "It's impossible!"

"The blood pill has been snatched away by him. Even if he is seriously injured, the blood pill can save his life."

The leader frowned, as if he thought of something, and said in a deep voice: "He wants that blood pill, not for himself."

As soon as the leader finished speaking, his subordinates quickly echoed: "Yes, yes!"

"He fed the blood pill to the woman in the ward."

The leader took Zhang Yuandong to the emergency room. At this time, the lights in the emergency room had gone out.

"President Ma, this man is hopeless."

"All the organs in his body have failed and his blood has almost dried up. It is a medical miracle that he can survive until now."

"I have used all possible means, but it is really impossible to save her. Now, only her last breath is left!" the doctor said with a grimace.

Zhang Yuandong came up with an idea from the side: "How about we find a few auxiliary fate masters to take a look?"

The doctor replied: "It's useless. We just came to see him and they couldn't save him."

The leader glanced at Yang Jing, who was lying on the hospital bed with an electrocardiogram showing almost a straight line, and asked the doctor: "Is there any way to prevent him from dying after holding on for 10 minutes?"

The doctor thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Use epinephrine, the maximum dose."

Adrenaline is this thing. Even if the Lord of Hell marks your life out on the book of life and death, you can still chat with your family for a few minutes before walking away.

"Use!" the leader ordered.

While the doctor was giving Yang Jing adrenaline, the leader ordered his men: "Send him to the laboratory as quickly as possible."

The leader's laboratory is the one that developed tattoo suturing technology.

Since Yang Jing can no longer be saved through normal means.

Then, he could only hand Yang Jing over to the madmen in the laboratory to try.

Perhaps, the group of lunatics in the laboratory had a plan to keep Yang Jing alive.