Chapter 135: Comparison and Comparison
The strange screams suddenly relieved me, and I realized that I was still daydreaming, and I should find an opportunity to show me a doctor other than Ling Zheng.
But when I woke up, I found something even more embarrassing, it turned out that I was not beating the uncle who sold apples, but the unlucky guy in front of me!
To be precise, this unlucky guy is the new doorman in our community a few months ago.
He seemed to be a little curious when he saw me standing at the door of the community, so he came over to see what was wrong with me, but I was directly slapped in the face!
The damage of this punch was all over me, and the doorman's face was swollen, and if he had dentures, it was estimated that he would be directly knocked away by the blow just now.
Thanks to my normal combat effectiveness, which is very low, otherwise our community would probably have to change the doorman again, and it is the most frequent change in so many years......
The uncle shook his head, looked at me with anger burning in his eyes, and immediately rolled up the sleeves of his uniform, looking like he was going to compare with me.
Although I don't want to pay attention to him now, because I have more important things to do, it will be very troublesome if I don't take care of him.
It's not that I'm cowardly, because if I really want to do it, I'm so young...... Ahem, if you are not too strong, even if you win this middle-aged and elderly person, it will not be honorable.
In fact, it's not that I don't want to fight, but I don't dare to fight, in case the other side uses the "porcelain fist method", I'm afraid that all the money in my passbook will not be enough for him......
"Hey, hey, there's something to say, there's something to say!" I hurriedly waved my hand at the unlucky guy in front of me, and then said, "I'm in a bit of a hurry, so I'll bandage you first." ”
I rummaged through my luggage, but I still didn't find anything like red potion and band-aids, but the old man's face didn't seem to be broken, and he didn't need either of them.
I flipped through it again, and suddenly remembered that I had brought a few rolls of bandages from my grandfather's house because of a back injury, and I should be able to get some blood back for him, and it would be better if I had an energy drink.
As soon as I took out the bandage, I immediately began to wrap it around the doorman's face, tying it around and around it, so that in a few days his face would be fine.
"Hey! You've got a big tail! "Uncle began to struggle frantically, which means that there is no problem with my treatment, because it has to hurt to have an effect.
So I tried to make the bandage a little tighter, and the old man was so angry that he tore the bandage off, and the anger on his face seemed to be even stronger:
"Grass, where are you in this bundle of mummies? Okay, get the calf out, I don't need you to get it for me, get out, I never want to see you again. ”
I was very happy to hear my uncle say this, I was in a hurry to go home and get magic, more things are better than less things, so I walked away.
My family lives on the 37th floor, and when I take the elevator, I always feel that time flies very slowly, maybe it is related to this book, because this broken elevator delayed me from learning magic!
"Lao Xia, I'm back."
When I got home, I found that Shaka was not at home at the moment, and I didn't know what she was doing, the night of the full moon had passed, and she should be back to normal, right?
Looking at the big bear in the living room, I knew that Shaka had already returned, and I wondered if the reason for her absence had something to do with my disappearance?
Forget it, no matter what, this book is written in Martian, and before Shaka comes back, I can only look at these abstract paintings and understand them for myself......
I took out this magic book again with excitement, and the cover was still printed with the strange title of Liu Qian, who was blind, and it was stained with various unknown stains.
But now it's different from the one in the woods, this time I've got the real "glass ball", ah yes, I've got to get it out of my luggage first.
This heirloom glass ball is not much different from the ones sold at the roadside stalls in terms of weight, although it is a bit too heavy to weigh, but it is quite like this.
There is almost a solid ball weight, which is the kind of 2-kilogram solid ball that you have to throw in the physical examination of the high school entrance examination, I don't know what is so heavy in it.
Like last time, I opened the book according to the table of contents and flipped through the back, and then I was surprised to find that I couldn't understand everything in the book.
I could read a few words on several pages, and with the abstract drawings in the book, I could sometimes even understand the general technical essentials of certain moves.
Good guy, did my grandmother also use some kind of translation spell on me, is it to prevent me from not knowing the otherworldly script, so I can't practice alone?
Turning the page backwards again, I realized that there was a problem with my guess just now, and I could understand part of the content when I first got the book in the afternoon, could it be that the book was pirated?