"Brothers, eat more tonight, and I'll move something tomorrow when I'm full, damn it, I have to get it back!"

Yang Kun sat in a wheelchair and said with a cruel smile. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At the beginning, Ying Tianxiao broke his right leg, although he was later connected, but he obviously couldn't walk on the ground in such a short time.

"Ahh

Outside the gate, there was a sudden scream, and then one of his subordinates ran in horror and shouted loudly: "Oh no, Brother Kun, it's not good......

Yang Kun couldn't help frowning, and scolded: "Are you so by someone, what is your name called?

"No, Brother Kun, the demon, the demon...... He blew Erzhuang's head with one punch..."

When Yang Kun heard this, he punched this waste face, "One punch blows your head, you have read too many fantasy novels!"

"Let's go, follow me to see, who is so bold and dares to go wild on Lao Tzu's territory!"

Yang Kun's wine bottle had not been put down, and there was another bang, and the huge iron door was directly kicked open by Xiao Han, and even the wall that fixed the iron door was overwhelmed and fell to the ground, and for a while, the dust was flying.

"No need, I'm here!" Xiao Han threw the corpses of the two guys at the door directly in front of Yang Kun one by one, and the scarlet blood slowly flowed down the corners of their mouths, it seemed that they couldn't survive!

Yang Kun was completely stunned, he had done a lot of things to do evil in the village for so many years, and he had done a lot of things to beat people up, but he had never done such a ruthless act as Xiao Han.

"Kun, Kun... Brother!" Yang Kun's little brother was directly frightened when he saw such a terrifying scene, and quietly leaned behind Yang Kun, stammering, as if Yang Kun could really save them.

"This brother, I don't know where I Yang Kun offended you, you might as well say it, everything is good ......"

"Bang!"

didn't give him a chance to speak at all, Xiao Han suddenly punched Yang Kun's black face, and under the huge force, Yang Kun's body flew up directly with a wheelchair.

"Those who are dying are not qualified to consult with me!"

Xiao Hansen's cold voice made Yang Kun desperate, and he watched in horror as Xiao Han picked up an iron rod and smashed it down on his left leg.

"Ahh

With a terrible scream, Yang Kun's thigh was directly smashed by Xiao Han, the blood was surging wildly, and the vitality quickly dispersed like a tide.

"You shouldn't touch my grandma!"

Xiao Han casually threw away the iron rod that had been bent by him, and a cold voice sounded quietly. Yang Kun's mouth was full of blood, and he struggled hard, but he never stood up again.

He closed his eyes unwillingly, and he didn't want to believe that an old man who was about to die had such a terrifying nephew.

At this point, a bully who had been a plague to the people for many years finally ended his sinful life and died under his evil consequences.

……

When Xiao Han came back, his grandmother hadn't woken up yet, he walked over to look at his grandmother's body again, his breathing and pulse were normal, and he was estimated to be awake soon.

After a tired day, taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Han rested against the bed for a while, but he didn't expect to fall asleep.

Maybe he was too tired, he rushed here from Jianghai overnight last night, and fought many battles in a row, knowing that at this time, Xiao Han was really free.

It was already noon, Anya took the prepared meal and put it on the table, and suddenly found that Xiao Han had come back and Hao Zhang was asleep.

He walked over quietly and found a blanket to cover him, but he didn't expect Xiao Han to wake up. Anya's face flushed slightly, and she looked at Xiao Han, "Eat something, you haven't eaten a little since last night!"

Xiao Han smiled slightly, but it made Anya stunned, it was the first time she saw Xiao Han smile.

"Xiao Han, in fact, you should smile more in the future, you look much better when you smile than usual. ”

Xiao Han didn't answer, walked to the door and picked another Xuanling grass, boiled it into medicine and fed it to his grandmother.

Grandma has a heart condition, Xiao Han specially researched a prescription for this, and planted these Xuanling grasses in the yard for grandma to boil some every few days.

Therefore, my grandmother's heart attack has not been committed for many years, but I didn't expect that today I was in a hurry, and I almost lost my grandmother's life.

"Xiao Han, do you know medical skills?" Anya held her beautiful head and quietly watched Xiao Han eat.

"Understand. ”

"What, what do you call it, grandma didn't have a pulse at the time, I thought grandma she ......" Anya smiled, "But I still let you save this guy." ”

"Tell me honestly, who is your teacher?

Xiao Han smiled, but he didn't answer, anyway, he didn't believe it, so why waste his words.

Seeing that Xiao Han didn't say anything, Anya quietly leaned over, looked at Xiao Han with a pitiful face, and begged: "Xiao Han, it's good for you to teach me, I really want to be a doctor!"

Xiao Han's face was speechless, thinking to himself, sister, you are a good nurse, why did you change your career! You are so beautiful, isn't it a pity not to be a nurse?

"But nurses don't make much money...... "Anya complained.

Xiao Han: "......"

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Looking at the ranking of new book recommendation scores on the computer, the mood of the editor of Bohan instantly sank to the bottom. He didn't expect that the results of the book that he was extremely optimistic about would be so miserable, and it was already counted down among all.

"Could it be that I'm really blind?" Now that the matter has come to an end, the editor of Berhan has to doubt his own vision.

Still, he didn't want to believe it. Editor Bohan slid the mouse and clicked on the book "Xiao Han", carefully looked at the data of that book, at the end of the day, sixty-eight clicks, thirteen recommended votes, and fifty-two collections, this result is much worse than the average, it is already miserable!

And the number one book in that new book is thousands of clicks, with a collection of nearly 400, and the two books are fundamentally different.

"What's going on, is it really that I've lost my eyes?" Bohan looked at the book again, although it was a bit slow, but as long as you read the three or five chapters carefully, you will definitely be fascinated, but why is the collection so small?

The editor of Bohan went back and compared the data of several books, and suddenly found that the click collection ratio of the book "Xiao Han" was nearly one to one, which means that almost everyone who read it collected it.

Upon discovering this, Berhan was slightly pleased. Because the point-to-point ratio of general novels is only four to one, and a three-to-one book is already good, but "Xiao Han" is actually one to one.

There is no problem with the quality of the manual, the problem is the title and introduction.

Think about it, too, a book with the same title and author name, who would click on it.

There is a saying in the online literature industry that a good title is half the success, a good introduction is the other half of the success, and the rest is the content.

Thinking of these clearly, the editor of Bohan hurriedly opened QQ and began to contact Xiao Han to ask him to change the introduction, it may be more troublesome to change the title of the book, but the introduction can be changed quickly.

The editor of Bohan clicked on Xiao Han's avatar and sent a sentence, but did not reply.

Half an hour later, the editor of Bohan poked Xiao Han......

But later, the editors of Bohan were about to poke Xiao Han to pieces, and Xiao Han's bastard still didn't reply.

At this time, the QQ window edited by Bo Khan suddenly shook, and it was Qinghu who sent him a message: Bo Khan, something is wrong, you click on the fantasy interface of the starting point Chinese network to see.

Bohan complied, and then was instantly cornered, and the interface that should have been filled with all kinds of fantasy books was blank at this time, with only a line of words scrolling in a loop on the screen.

"What's the matter, just irrigation, can people still read the novel?"

This... Looking at the line of blood-red fonts, the editor of Bohan looked confused, and hurriedly contacted the website maintenance department at the starting point to fix it.