Chapter 1533 [1533] Do you think he is Huang Feihong?

Ye Feng hasn't eaten anything since he went to Xiang Wang's secret storage last night, and his stomach has been so hungry that he can't stand it anymore.

I swallowed three bowls of knife-cut noodles in one gulp, and finally felt a little relieved.

The two girls hadn't even finished half a bowl.

"Hey, have you heard? There was big news at the snack street just now."

Just then, a man sitting at the table next to them was bragging to his tablemates while reading the messages in the WeChat group.

"What's the big news?" someone asked curiously, and others also looked at the man curiously.

The man was about thirty years old and his face was flushed from drinking. Now he was the focus of everyone's attention, and his face became even redder.

He picked up the wine glass, poured half of the liquor into his mouth, slammed it on the table, and began to boast vividly.

"Just now, a fierce man appeared in the Antique Street and knocked down more than a hundred people by himself. Moreover, all of these more than a hundred people were holding machetes. Don't you think it's awesome?"

"Isn't this ridiculous? One person can do more than a hundred? Do you think he is Huang Feihong?"

"Huang Feihong is not that fierce, right? Do you know what it means to have more than a hundred people holding machetes? Even Tyson would be chopped into a pulp."

"You brag without thinking, isn't that too exaggerated?"

"Yes, Newton's coffin lid can hardly hold it down..."

His companions all questioned what this man said.

The man suddenly became anxious, "You still don't believe it? Is there a video as evidence?"

The man hurriedly played a video that was being forwarded crazily in the WeChat group.

Ye Feng and the other two suddenly became nervous. Could it be that they were also photographed?

But when the video was finished playing, they breathed a sigh of relief.

It is estimated that the person who posted the video also knew that Ye Feng’s background was strong enough and was afraid of getting himself into trouble, so he did not film Ye Feng and the other two, but mainly targeted Liu Kuanhai and his gang.

Moreover, this video has been edited, splicing together the scenes of Liu Kuanhai and his companions being severely beaten the first two times, and the third time when more than a hundred people were holding machetes.

It looked like more than a hundred people came with machetes to cause trouble, and as a result, some people had their hands pierced by chopsticks, and some were beaten and rolled on the ground wailing.

In short, the scene is bloody and exciting, and it is very shocking to people who are used to a dull life.

"Oh my god, this is real? One person beat over a hundred people? Isn't this a movie?"

"I told you guys to go to the snack street to eat, but you guys thought there were too many people there and refused to go. You missed such a good show for nothing."

"Stop talking. I'm so sorry. This kind of scene may not come once in a lifetime, and I missed it."

"Yes, if I could really meet him, I would definitely take him as my teacher. I have wanted to be a chivalrous hero since I was a child, but I never had the chance."

"This is your fate. You are not destined to be a hero..."

With this topic, the atmosphere at the table became more lively.

Some people were guessing Ye Feng's identity, some were bragging about his strength, and two women were curious about what Ye Feng looked like.

Ye Feng thought it was funny at first, but the more they talked, the more outrageous it became. Some even said that he might be Superman, and that he might have taken time out from saving the earth to have a meal.

He really couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he stood up to pay the bill and prepared to leave with Zhuang Xiaoqiao and Feng Jianwu.

Just as the three were about to step out of the door, they suddenly heard the sound of tables and chairs colliding behind them, followed by a series of exclamations.

The three of them looked back and saw that the man with a rosy face just now was now lying on the ground with his four legs up. His face was no longer rosy, but pale instead.

His deskmate was screaming in panic.

In fact, Ye Feng had just noticed that this guy had liver problems and his reaction to alcohol was very slow, which gave people the illusion that he was a big drinker.

In fact, it's just the opposite. The more he drinks, the more dangerous it becomes.

Sure enough, the problem finally arose.

"Call an ambulance, hurry up..." "He's suffering from alcohol poisoning. It will take at least ten minutes for an ambulance to arrive. I'm afraid it may be too late."

"What should we do? If something bad happens after drinking, we won't be able to escape responsibility either."

"Is there a doctor here? Someone is suffering from alcohol poisoning, is there a doctor..."

The companions were already in a panic.

Some shouted for help, some were at a loss and stood there in a daze, and some even started performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the man.

When Ye Feng saw this scene, he couldn't help but shook his head.

It would be a good thing if they didn't make such a fuss. The man might have been able to hold on until the ambulance arrived.

Now that they have been tormented by this, it might be dangerous.

Sure enough, at this moment, the man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

This time, the companions were completely frightened.

"It's over, it's over. Someone's going to die."

"Oh my god, he's vomiting blood? What...what should I do?"

"We're in big trouble this time. Will we go to jail?"

"I don't want to go to jail. I just graduated from college this year and I still want to contribute to my country."

"My daughter has just been born. Is she going to lose her father?"

"..."

"Let me see."

Seeing that the man was about to die, Ye Feng didn't want to just stand by and watch him die, so he had to walk over.

"Are you a doctor?" Those companions looked at Ye Feng with hope on their faces, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw.

"No." Ye Feng shook his head.

"You're not a doctor? Then you'd better stop meddling in other people's business."

When everyone heard that he was not a doctor, they were immediately disappointed and were about to speak up to stop him.

Ye Feng looked at them unhappily, "Besides trusting me, do you have any other options now?"

The companions looked at each other and had to shut up.

Now we can only try our best to do something, which is better than doing nothing.

Ye Feng ignored them, squatted down and checked the man's condition.

This person was indeed suffering from alcohol poisoning and his condition was very critical.

If the toxins cannot be excreted within five minutes, there is no need to send the person to the hospital; the person can be sent directly to the crematorium.

He tore open the man's shirt, then took out a silver needle from his body and performed a simple disinfection.

Then needles are used at the Qimen, Ganshu, Qihai, Xingjian, Dadun and other acupoints.

Because the liver belongs to wood and water produces wood, the acupuncture method he used is water-penetrating acupuncture method.

It can activate liver function in a short period of time and help excrete toxins.

Of course, this alone is not enough.

This person has problems with his liver function and cannot rely on the liver's own function to excrete toxins in a short period of time, so he must also assist with a set of massage techniques to promote blood circulation.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng's movements curiously. His fingers were very slender, very suitable for playing the piano.

His massage movements at this time were very much like playing the piano, and there was no detectable strength at all.

(End of this chapter)