The tower tried to get up from the ground, but his hands and feet trembled, and finally fell to the ground weakly, and his whole body was so painful that he had no strength.

He clearly felt that Lynch didn't use much effort, but now he almost threw his whole body away.

The tower didn't understand, and everyone present could understand even less.

Lynch's movements were soft and powerless, but he flirted with the strong man Tieta to the ground. This was incredible.

After a brief quiet, a burst of cheers broke out.

"Chairman Lin is so handsome, he defeated him in just three moves."

"That's amazing, Chairman Lin, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"Oh, I'm so cool, help me quickly."

A burst of fanatical worship sounded. After all, in this peaceful metropolis, it is rare to see the contest between masters.

Jiang Ruoqing coughed twice, then glanced at her cold eyes and said, "Everyone, it's time to get off work. If you still stay here and don't want to get off work, you can stay for free!"

Although the words did not reveal anything, the coldness in the voice made people silent.

Everyone shut up, packed up their things quickly, and hurriedly left after get off work.

In an instant, the company's gate became quiet.

Lynch walked to the tower and suddenly said, "Did your injury stay on the battlefield?"

"It has nothing to do with you. Now I lose, you can humiliate me to the best of your heart." The iron tower has a kind of momentum, which is the blood that a soldier can defeat but never bow his head.

Lynch smiled and said, "I have no grudges and no grudges with you. Now that you have lost and the matter has been resolved, I just want to help you heal your injuries."

"Can you heal my injuries?" Tieta was stunned for a moment.

"As long as you have a breath, I can cure you." Lynch said.

"Why?"

The tower was very puzzled, and the cruelty on the battlefield made him know a truth.

The end of the loser is death, humiliation to the fullest, and deprived of all dignity.

He had never heard of a winner who would take the initiative to treat a loser.

"Are you pitying me?" Tieta frowned, and he felt his dignity be trampled on.

Soldiers who have been on the battlefield like the Iron Tower all serve the country, and the scars on their bodies belong to their glory.

"Actually, I admire you very much, but if you really want to say it, then I admit that I am pitying you now." Lynch said.

"I'm sorry, I don't need any pity or sympathy." Tieta shouted coldly, which was more like a humiliation for him.

"Sorry, I want to cure whom and what I want to do, I don't need your permission!"

After Lynch finished speaking, he suddenly pulled his trouser leg open, revealing the disabled right leg.

There were more than a dozen scars on his right leg, and his leg bones were completely broken. Moreover, due to the long time, the best treatment time has passed, and there is almost no possibility of recovery, and there is no way to make him walk like a normal person.

Tieta frowned. He seemed to understand what Lynch was going to do and immediately struggled.

But he didn't have any strength at all now, and as Lynch turned his wrist and a silver needle fell, his face instantly turned extremely purple. He only felt a sharp pain coming, causing his iron-blooded tough guy to loosen his teeth and exhaled in pain.

"This pain has just begun, can't you resist it?"

Lynch smiled slightly, and several silver needles fell in his hand. His disabled legs were pierced like hedgehogs.

As he treated him, Lynch's face gradually became heavier, because his disabled legs were not as simple as he imagined, and there was a bullet embedded in his bones.

If the bullet is not taken out, his legs will never be able to return to normal.

Lynch pondered for a moment, took out the Tai Chi Liangyi needle, and the true energy in his hand gushed, and the tip of the needle suddenly became extremely sharp.

Just as he scratched his skin, his flesh was cut open. When he dug up the bullet, Lynch picked it with the tip of the needle and the bullet landed on the ground.

After solving this most important affected area, Lynch pressed the acupoint on his leg a few times to stop the bleeding.

"Ruoqing, do you still have solid pills on you?" Lynch said suddenly.

"Yes, I brought a few newly made samples in my bag, which I was going to see the customer tomorrow..." Jiang Ruoqing walked to Lynch, glanced at the iron tower and said, "But, do you really want to use it to save him?"

Lynch didn't say anything, just nodded.

Jiang Ruoqing had to take out a box from her bag and carefully take out the solid pills. The process of making this thing is not simple, and the medicine is expensive, so it is not cheap.

But Lynch asked for three at once, prying the iron tower's mouth and stuffing it directly in.

The iron tower's body is stronger than usual, so he can withstand the effect of the three medicines, not to mention that his injuries are very serious and he needs to be given a little more severe medicine.

However, the tower was quite resistant and refused to swallow the medicine.

Lynch just smiled indifferently, and the true energy in his hand passed in, and immediately melted the pills, and a warm current flowed into the tower's limbs and bones, repairing those damaged positions.

In the end, the tower was almost forced to heal the wounds.

However, although he didn't say anything, felt pitiful and sympathetic, and felt very humiliated, he was somewhat touched when he saw Lynch sweating and curing without saying a word.

"Okay, your leg should be fine. You can recover as before after one month of cultivation. Now, you go." Lynch wiped his sweat and stood up and said.

After taking three solid pills in Tieta, not only did the meridians on his legs be repaired, but his whole body was full of strength at this moment.

He stood up slowly, moved the originally disabled leg, with indescribable surprise on his face. Now he has obviously felt consciousness, and after moving a few times, it is almost the same as when it is normal. It is only a matter of time to get better.

His face changed a little, and he looked very entangled.

In fact, there is a reason why his illness has been delayed until now. It is not that it cannot be cured, but that it cannot be cured.

For some reason, he had to live with disabilities like this.

"Lynch, you will definitely regret it!" Tie Tower said.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because this is the order given to me by the country, I cannot be cured." The tower glanced at Lynch and said coldly: "Also, you have trampled on my last dignity."

"You are also worthy of dignity now?" Lynch said disdainfully: "For the sake of 100,000 yuan, you are a tycoon for others. You used to be a soldier, but now you really deserve the word "soldier"?"

The tower was stunned.

Does he really have dignity?

Perhaps, with that incident, his dignity has long lived up to existence!
Chapter completed!