"In that case, don't blame me. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info hehe, it just so happens that I lack some teaching tools, so you can be treated as guinea pigs. Tang Huo's tone was eerie and terrifying, and it could even be said that he was a little evil.

"What do you want to do, we're the ones who say the law protects you. We are sometimes guaranteed human rights. You can't do something about us. The black female reporter shuddered.

In the distance as he spoke, Deng Yuzheng drove over in his off-road vehicle.

"Teacher, what are you doing with these things, it's hemp rope and weights. Deng Yu also complained loudly before the car got close.

"You'll find out in a while!" Tang Huo said with a slight smile in his tone.

Ignoring the somewhat trembling reporters on the side. And those reporters outside the big fence couldn't help but feel their hairs stand on end, feeling that Tang Huo was going to do something unbelievable to them.

Deng Yu parked the car, took out a finger-thick hemp rope and ten weighing stones from the back of the car, and looked at Tang Huo with some doubts.

"Teacher, how are you going to train me!" Deng Yu asked curiously.

Tang Huo was silent, but raised the Western knife in his hand slightly. There was a swipe, and then the western knife flew quickly from the waistband of a male reporter's trousers.

The crowd watching couldn't help but feel that Tang Huo didn't stab the Western knife into the male reporter's body.

But the next moment, everyone sneered, and the male reporter's trouser belt was all cut by Tang Huoge, and then his pants fell off. The most important thing is that the underwear worn by the male reporter actually has a crayon Xiaoxin on it. Well, that crayon is new, and that little elephant happens to be a man's **.

While everyone was laughing, there were still shrewd people who felt a cold sweat. Because when Tang Huo cut the male reporter's belt, he didn't hurt the male reporter at all? Because there were as many as a dozen cracks on the waistband of his trousers, it was not at all the knife that Tang Huo had just swung out.

Deng Yu asked in some surprise: "Teacher, what do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple, since you're going to train and they're going to make trouble, then they're going to be the target of your training. Tang Huo said in a firm and calm tone. With a wave of his hands, he saw the scales and hemp rope in Deng Yu's hand flying quickly. One end of the hemp rope was tied to each of Deng Yu's fingers, while the other end was written on each scale.

In Deng Yu's terrible voice, Tang Huo quickly completed his movements. "Ahh

The people around him didn't shake, and a cold sweat broke out when they heard this voice. couldn't help but snort the cold air, Deng Yu's fingers were tied to a pound of scales.

"Teacher, give it quickly, I'll untie it, silk, my fingers, ahh

"Your fingers don't have this possibility yet. Your fingers want to split, and I won't give you a chance to split. Tang Huo said in a confident tone like a ghost, laughing and confident.

"I'm the second grandfather, will Brother Huo do too much. I feel like I can't even bear this kind of training. Tang Xu's side was a little trembling and creepy. Stand up and prepare to stop the soup fire.

"Since this kid can train himself, he must have his own way of training. I don't think he's going to do that kind of brainless thing, so let's see how he does it. The two of us are still waiting to see what happens. The second grandfather was sitting there, and when he saw that Tang Xuan was about to step forward to stop him, he immediately grabbed him, and said in an unquestionable tone.

Tang Huo walked quickly to Deng Yu's side, and didn't know what he took out from his pocket. A handful was stuffed into the mouth of Deng Yu, who was howling, and ignored Deng Yu, who was still struggling, and closed his mouth.

"Now you give me a command with a hand, and the scales on Macheng will smash them for me. But I don't want them to show signs of smashing, you just have to knock them off their clothes for me. Tang Huo looked like he took it for granted and said relaxedly.

"Teacher, you have played, how is it possible, the fingers are tied to the extent of a pound of scales, how can I wave my fingers, and how can I do it without hurting them. You're just a strong man. Deng Yu said with a sad face.

"How can you not do it? Am I not a good example? If you can't do it, then you can give me a gray roll back to China. If you still want to be a real chef, do as I say. Tang Huo said playfully.

The reporters who broke into the manor looked at Deng Yu nervously, afraid that Deng Yu would be able to smash the scales at him. The robot's heart couldn't help but throb and throb.

Deng Yu felt that Tang Huo had the intention to teach him, and the next moment, he felt that the stall guy was simply like a demon, no, it was Satan, the ancestor of the demon.

Deng Yu gritted his teeth and said firmly. "Okay, I'll just do what you say, and let go of my life. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and clumsily waved the hemp rope on his fingers, urging the scales to smash at the reporters.

But the scales hung vertically like a magnet that was firmly sucked in, and it didn't smash at all at the reporters.

At this time, those reporters finally put their minds at ease and kept covering their chests and gasping for air.

After watching those reporters continue to relax their hearts, Tang Huo scolded loudly, "Haven't you eaten milk? It takes your arm to swing the rope. All the joints of the wrist, fingers, and hands work together, and if you don't do that, you can't throw the scales out of me. Also, you have to be quick and precise when swinging the rope so that you can apply your puppet cooking skills to your cooking. Fast, you need to swing your fingers as fast as you can, you have to be smooth. Accurate, that is, the quasi-head must have it, if there is no quasi-head, then a piece of meat will be cut into pieces by you. It's big and small, how do you want us to eat? Okay, the strength of the finger wave must be done for me, a knife is a knife. Post-processing is not possible. Boy, you move me now. Hurry up, hurry up!"

Deng Yu heard Tang Huo's words, and constantly revised and changed and waved.

Every time Deng Yu waved the soup fire, he was all over the side and adjusted it loudly.

"Move my fingers, you guy, your joints aren't moving. ”

"Brush, brush" The hemp rope in Deng Yu's hand began to shake a little.

"I didn't eat, go home and feed me, give it to me, wave your arms. Tang Huo shouted.

"Brush. In the constant waving, the hemp rope began to swing the scales rhythmically.

"Boy, it's best to use your waist strength. Swing your arms harder, and only then can you smash these damn guys with the scales. Tang Huo shouted and cursed.

When those reporters saw that Tang Huo didn't make any next moves, some people wanted to evacuate quickly. But the man had just moved, and there was a swipe. Another Western knife appeared in front of him.

"You'd better not move me, move again, I don't know if my Western knife will fly to your thigh. The corners of Tang Huo's mouth curled slightly, and he said with a smile.

But his smile was like a devil's smile in the eyes of everyone.

"You can train me quickly. Tang Huo saw Deng Yu stop, so he scolded loudly.

"Okay teacher! Deng Yu immediately stopped resting, and then waved the hemp rope in his hand. I hope that the hemp rope in my hand will drive the scale.

One at a time, two times, three times, under the passage of time. Deng Yu kept waving the hemp rope in his hand, hoping that the hemp rope could drive the scales.

But those reporters were on pins and needles in their hearts, and they stood there quietly watching the soup fire as if they had seen a demon.