The village beauty and me!

Chen Huan responded calmly.

He bent down and picked up the silver needle that had just fallen to the ground.

He squinted and examined it carefully, then couldn't help but exclaim, "What a fine piece! The materials are excellent, and the craftsmanship is superb."

"It's quite old; you can't find this kind of tool nowadays."

Zhang Bin reached out and snatched it, saying, "This thing isn't yours yet."

Do you know any needle-throwing techniques?

Chen Huan let him take the silver needles away, but his eyes remained burning with desire.

After being pressed a couple of times, he slowly replied, "Take off your clothes."

"One minute, a dozen needles, right? If I fail to do it even slightly or deviate from the mark, it's a draw."

Zhang Bin was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately took off his shirt.

It revealed a body of trembling, fatty pork belly.

He wasn't exactly fat; his figure appeared quite well-proportioned. But comparisons are inevitable.

Compared to Chen Huan's chiseled, muscular physique, Zhang Bin looked like a pig.

The crowd started pointing and laughing again.

Zhang Bin ignored him, and immediately shouted after standing still, "The one-minute timer starts. You lose when the time is up!"

The fat man glared at him, wanting to call him shameless.

But at that moment, Chen Huan had already reached into his robes and taken out his silver needle pouch.

There are also more than a dozen silver needles inside.

He grabbed them all at once and tossed them aside.

It felt like they were just putting on an act and joking around.

But as large swaths of silver light flashed, all the silver needles pierced steadily into Zhang Bin's body.

They are all on the upper body, arranged neatly from the chest to near the navel.

"I won!"

"And they pierced in at the same time, in less than a second?" The onlookers were immediately abuzz with excitement.

Although they didn't understand traditional Chinese medicine or the principles of acupuncture, their eyes were very sharp.

The gleaming silver needles were all stuck into his body at once; it was simply a miraculous skill.

Feng Jinyan and Chairman Xu had long known that Chen Huan possessed such abilities.

So now they just applaud and cheer, without being too surprised.

Those of Zhang Bin's accomplices standing on either side of him all had rather ugly expressions.

They couldn't understand why Chen Huan possessed such abnormal strength.

The skill with which he just displayed throwing needles was simply beyond human capabilities.

What's even more deadly is that not only did they all pierce through, but the blades were also precisely positioned.

They carefully examined it several times and couldn't find a single flaw.

At this moment, Zhang Bin was completely numb.

After all, being stabbed in so many acupoints at once, and with Chen Huan doing it deliberately to make him suffer, he was already lucky not to wet his pants on the spot.

"How about it, admitting defeat?" Chen Huan slowly put on his clothes.

"If you still refuse to admit defeat after all this, then you're just utterly shameless."

"I don't know where these guys came from. With such shamelessness, they really shouldn't be working in the pharmaceutical industry anymore." Feng Jinyan directly and loudly accused and provoked them.

The crowd erupted in another uproar.

At this point, there's no way to refuse defeat.

The middle-aged man leading the group had a gloomy expression. "Chen Huan, is it? We never expected that we would underestimate you after all."

"You've won this round."

Chen Huan had been waiting for these words, so he stretched out his hand and said, "The silver needles are mine, but give me the stuff."

Zhang Bin was covered in prickles, like a little hedgehog, and couldn't move at all. He opened his mouth and reluctantly shouted, "I bought that for a lot of money, how could I..."

"Shut up, if you're going to gamble, you have to accept the consequences. Who told you to be less skilled than me!" the middle-aged man next to him coldly reprimanded.

Taking the initiative, he handed the antique-style silver needle case to Chen Huan.

Chen Huanle chuckled as he took it, opened it, and carefully checked it again. Finding that every single one was there, he then carefully put it away.

With a few wave of his hand in front of Zhang Bin, more than a dozen ordinary silver needles were retracted.

Zhang Bin regained his mobility, but his legs immediately gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, wincing in pain.

She tried to speak, but was immediately pulled away by the people around her.

They said they were physically weak and needed to find a place to recuperate.

Actually, everyone could see that they wanted to renege on the bet of kowtowing and kneeling before Chen Huan.

Chen Huan was well aware of the situation, but he was too lazy to expose it or pursue the matter further.

After all, the other person was gone, and the silver needle case was his, so whether he kowtowed or not didn't matter.

"He even knows how to leave a way out for others; this guy is quite shrewd." Standing to the side, Mengyao stared intently at Chen Huan, her expression gradually becoming complicated.

"Now, who else wants to challenge me?"

"Since we're here, we'll take care of everyone. No one's going anywhere." Chen Huan let Zhang Bin go, but then turned his fierce and cold gaze to the remaining people.

Our small town hospital was holding an event today, and these uninvited guests suddenly showed up to cause trouble, blatantly trying to ruin the event.

Isn't this like daring to offend the Grand Duke Jupiter?

This habit can't be tolerated, so the process of slapping someone in the face must continue.

The middle-aged man leading the group sneered, "Don't be too arrogant. Winning one game by luck doesn't prove much."

"Let's take it slow."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the oldest man next to him.

He said slowly, "Zhang Dacheng, why don't you compete with him?"

Without any hesitation, the latter immediately stepped forward.

Before Chen Huan could speak, she said, "Since you are proficient in acupuncture, you must also have a great understanding of traditional Chinese medicine, and be quite skilled in other areas as well, right?"

"How about we compete in impromptu response, and in our understanding and knowledge of drugs and pharmacology?"

Chen Huan frowned slightly. "Simply put it, don't waste time with nonsense."

Zhang Dacheng snorted, "To put it simply, you and I each take out a medicine and give it to the other to take. It can be poison or some other kind of medicine."

"If the person who takes it develops physical symptoms, they have to find a way to deal with it themselves, whether it's medication or other methods."

"Whoever can't hold out, or who can't resolve the situation as quickly as the opponent, loses."

"Just like before, the loser leaves the industry."

The other party deliberately emphasized this point, seemingly to tell everyone that Zhang Bin's previous loss only represented himself and would not implicate others in leaving the industry.

That shows she's quite shrewd.

Chen Huan didn't bother to argue about it and immediately nodded in agreement, "No problem."

"But if the medication endangers their life, who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"

Zhang Dacheng responded with a cold laugh, "Good fortune or misfortune is one's own responsibility; no one should blame anyone else."

"Everyone present can testify, so there's no need to worry about the future."

As soon as he said that, the onlookers started whispering among themselves.

This competition sounds incredibly dangerous; they're feeding each other poison, and whoever takes the poison dies on their own.

This kind of melon is not something you can usually get your hands on, so although everyone felt it was cruel, no one spoke up to stop them; they just hoped that what followed would be even more exciting.