Chapter 860: Did I Shoot My Toes?
Yang Xiaotian, who has unconsciously become a man of the year in the United States, still has no idea what his current situation is. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Now Yang Xiaotian is very busy every day - tutoring Xu Nan to do papers in the morning, and explaining to Song Qingshan why he will not fall in love with her, and recording the show in the afternoon. At night, he was busy being dragged to the room by Xu Nan and Jessica, busy hehehe, but the difference is that he and Xu Nan are defensive, but he and Jessica are completely real.
After that, when Xu Nan and Jessica were tidied up to the point that they had no strength, Yang Xiaotian couldn't go to sleep. He also has to reply to domestic emails, and now Guang'an looks stable, but I am afraid that a greater wave will come soon.
In the blink of an eye, it has reached the middle of January, and according to the contract signed by Yang Xiaotian, this recording program has a total of 32 episodes. That is, 32 days, Yang Xiaotian's plane ticket to return to China was on the 29th of January.
During this period, Uncle Wen's body has almost recovered. Of course, this refers to the fact that you can do some sports that are not too intense, and even include fighting. However, if you want to recover completely, it will take a while.
"Brother Xiaotian. In the United States, only Xu Nan calls Yang Xiaotian like this.
"A soft egg surnamed Yang. ”
"Forehead......" When Yang Xiaotian just wanted to turn around and give Xu Nan a smile, another salutation also arrived at the same time.
"Song Qingshan. Yang Xiaotian laughed a few times, and then continued to discuss the acupuncture points of the human body with Uncle Wen next to him more attentively.
Although Uncle Wen was born as a killer, his own job is also a traditional Chinese medicine! And what makes people laugh and cry even more is that Uncle Wen's master is Yang Songming......
After learning about this matter, although the words between Yang Xiaotian and Uncle Wen were still relatively blunt, the relationship was finally eased a lot because of this reason.
Xu Nan and Song Qingshan, who came behind them, were juniors, and Uncle Wen was fine even if he ignored them. In addition, Yang Xiaotian's self-esteem is okay in Uncle Wen's mouth, which is just the battle six scum (slightly stronger than the five scum, so Uncle Wen wants to improve Yang Xiaotian's skills.
The first is to repay Yang Songlin for saving his life, and he still teaches his career, and the second is to give back to Yang Xiaotian for saving his life.
As for why he didn't have to repay him, Uncle Wen said that he didn't want Yang Xiaotian to be proud, after all, he was a junior, and when he saw his elders, it was Yang Xiaotian who should be respected. And when he saw that the elder was injured, it was his obligation for Yang Xiaotian to come to the rescue! As for the elder, giving him some reward was just giving back.
Giving back this word, Uncle Wen still deliberately pointed at Yang Xiaotian's brain.
Yang Xiaotian actually wanted to resist very much, but he tried it, but it didn't work. Ever since Uncle Wen was beaten and vomited blood when he was beaten and vomited blood when he was seriously injured and had not recovered, Uncle Wen has always been fighting with Yang Xiaotian and never doing anything.
But when Uncle Wen's body recovers to a certain extent, against Yang Xiaotian, it really doesn't take much action to crush Yang Xiaotian into scum in minutes! While Yang Xiaotian regrets it, he doesn't dare to find Uncle Wen too much.
This old thing is his grandfather's apprentice, although when he met Yang Songming, Uncle Wen was already a teenager. But after soaking in the medicinal bath for nearly eight years, and his physical fitness was already very good, his recovery speed was naturally much stronger than Yang Xiaotian.
Although with the growth of age and the fact that he has suffered too many injuries over the years, his body has been a little overdrawn, but the recovery speed is still not much worse than Yang Xiaotian.
"You've probably heard of this thing. Ignoring Xu Nan and Song Qingshan walking behind him, Uncle Wen asked.
"Does this thing really exist?" To be honest, Yang Xiaotian is actually quite skeptical of the dead hole. After all, after studying medicine for so many years, Yang Xiaotian would not believe anything like martial arts. And the so-called dead holes that often appear in martial arts novels, Yang Xiaotian is naturally suspicious.
"Death holes exist, but in order to avoid being used by people with intentions, they will not be recorded in medical books. Uncle Wen glanced at Xu Nan and Song Qingshan behind him, and then said in a low voice. "Now that you've seen your man, go back, and the rest of the words are not for you to hear. ”
"Uncle Wen......" Xu Nan pouted and began to be coquettish.
"Huh?" Uncle Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, he never talked nonsense. What has been said, it will not be said a second time. When Xu Nan was young, he was taught many times because he was playful and didn't remember Uncle Wen's words. Although many years have passed, after seeing the expression of the only Uncle Wen who left a shadow in his heart, Xu Nan flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and then turned to leave.
"Cut, what's the big deal. Song Qingshan pretended not to care, and turned around and left directly.
But when she got around the corner, she quietly turned back.
"I advise you not to go over. Suddenly, Xu Nan stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Qingshan.
"Don't worry about it, I'm not you, I don't dare to do anything when I see a man. Song Qingshan pushed Xu Nan away with disdain, and then raised her feet and walked towards the corner.
"If you don't die, you won't die......" Xu Nan didn't care when he didn't stop Song Qingshan. Instead, he hugged his shoulders and looked at Song Qingshan playfully, looking like he was watching a good show.
"Uncle Wen?" After the two girls left, Uncle Wen still didn't speak. Thinking that Uncle Wen was thinking about things, Yang Xiaotian opened his mouth to remind.
"Now the little dolls are just disobedient. Uncle Wen sneered, with a flick of his wrist, a bright light flew towards the wall.
"Can this hit?" Looking at the steel needle thrown out by Uncle Wen, the corners of Yang Xiaotian's mouth twitched, waiting to see Uncle Wen's joke.
This steel needle is aimed at the wall, and it can hit the monster!
No, is there someone behind the wall?
Yang Xiaotian looked at Uncle Wen in surprise, but quickly shifted his gaze to the steel needle that flew out. Since Uncle Wen had already sensed that there was someone behind the wall, he must have taught the person behind the wall a lesson. The route of this steel needle is definitely not arbitrary!
"Khooth. ”
After the steel needle collided, it did not shoot into the wall, but bounced out.
"Ahh
"If you don't obey, you have to come over. Xu Nan looked like he was afraid that something would not be big, and looked at Song Qingshan with a smile on his face. As long as Uncle Wen said something that he didn't want others to hear, even Xu Xiangtian didn't dare to approach.
"Uh...... It's really ......" When Yang Xiaotian ran behind the wall in three steps and two steps, he really admired Uncle Wen's skills in his heart.
The steel needle is impartial, just stuck on Song Qingshan's little toe!
"Awesome uncle!" Yang Xiaotian only had one thought left in his heart at this time!
is also playing with acupuncture, although Uncle Wen plays with acupuncture decades earlier than himself, but after all, Uncle Wen uses the rest of the tools more often, and although he does not acupuncture every day, after all, the time he plays every year is much longer than Uncle Wen's.
People have added the rebound to the needle, but they will only lose it in a straight line, and the distance is more than five meters, and it is basically not accurate. But from the distance between himself and Uncle Wen just now, the distance between Song Qingshan is at least thirty meters. But Uncle Wen can still hit Song Qingshan's little toe so accurately, Uncle Wen's play with lost needles has become an art!
"Leave early, and provoke Uncle Wen again, I'm afraid it's not your toes that he is targeting." Yang Xiaotian pulled the steel needle out of Song Qingshan's toes, and a blood mark immediately appeared.
"Hmph. For Yang Xiaotian's persuasion, Song Qingshan just snorted coldly and limped away.
"Huh...... Make you disobedient. Xu Nan stuck out his tongue at Song Qingshan, and suddenly thought that Yang Xiaotian was also by his side. Xu Nan's face turned red, then he screamed, covered his face and ran out of the corridor.
"Across the wall, how do you know that there is someone behind the wall?" After all, the straight-line distance from here is at least twenty meters, and Song Qingshan deliberately hides it, so her steps are very light. Anyway, Yang Xiaotian didn't hear Song Qingshan's footsteps, but Uncle Wen not only found out, but was also able to accurately hit Song Qingshan with a steel needle, which was beyond the acceptable range of Yang Xiaotian's concept.
"Human beings have five senses, which are shape, sound, smell, taste and touch, that is, the five sensory organs of human beings, sight, hearing, smell, taste and touch. I'm a killer and I need to perform tasks in different environments, and it's absolutely impossible to take them all with just one of my five senses. Therefore, to explore the surrounding environment, you should use all five senses as much as possible. Uncle Wen pointed to the wall just now and said. Although her footsteps were well hidden, the light in the hallway illuminated her shadow. But the girl is well hidden, and the shadow is only a little bit, and if you don't look closely, you can't see it. Secondly, it is naturally the voice of Xiao Nan's girl. You have been with Xiao Nan for a short time, so you are not so sensitive to her timbre capture ability, although I haven't seen Xiao Nan for many years, and her voice has changed, but I can still distinguish it. You don't have to worry about that, I'm a killer and you need to pay attention to this aspect. ”
"No wonder. Yang Xiaotian nodded in realization.
There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry, and that's it. I cared so much about it just now, but I fell behind. After all, if you want to pick up medical skills, although Uncle Wen is not bad, he is still a little worse than himself.
"Then how did you shoot Song Qingshan's toes?" Yang Xiaotian was very curious about this. "Is it calculated by something?"
"What, I shot on the toe?" What Yang Xiaotian didn't expect was that the surprise on Uncle Wen's face was no less than his......