31. Dad, you are really a pit son

"Brother Tang, oh, no, master, are we going to hold an apprenticeship ceremony, just like in the novel, inviting a group of masters of the martial arts sect or something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Yang Xueming was also excited, fantasizing about the day when he became a master.

"Ahem, it's okay if you call me Tang Ming, don't call me master, besides, I just taught you kung fu, and I didn't say that I wanted to be your master, we are still friends." Tang Ming was also embarrassed, although he had already been born at any time, he had no intention of accepting apprentices, and he was still a young man about the same as him.

"Okay, then I'll call you Brother Tang in the future, Brother Tang, when will you teach me kung fu? What kind of kung fu is it? Awesome, isn't it? Yang Xueming also lost the shrewdness he had just now, and suddenly turned into chatter, a series of questions.

"Ahem, Mr. Tang, don't you know if you can teach me?" Zhang Da in the front row couldn't help but say when he heard it, although he was almost 50 years old, but when he heard that he could learn real kung fu, his heart also burst out with renewed enthusiasm for martial arts.

"Yes, but if you practice, you have to persevere, and Director Zhang is a little old now, and he is quite busy with work, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything." A sheep is also a herd of sheep is also a herd, since you plan to teach one, then simply teach them all, but I still reminded Zhang Da.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not afraid, practice martial arts, it's all said in the novel, practice in winter and summer, where are there so many martial arts masters, it's not practiced day and night." Zhang Da's reaction was also fast, and he immediately said that he could persevere, if he said that he couldn't do it at this time, it would be stupid, even if he couldn't practice anything, at least he could maintain his health, even if he really couldn't do it, he could also give it to his son to practice. By the way, I have to let that kid get in touch with Tang Ming when I turn around, it's all young people who are easy to talk to, it's time for him to be restrained and restrained. A split second thought shattered his son's good life.

"Yes, yes, those masters like Guo Jing and Qiao Feng are not all trained hard, if they don't even have this bit of perseverance, why do they still practice martial arts." Yang Xueming is also a vow.

"Director"

"What are you doing" Zhang Da and the three of them were chatting about kung fu and chatting hotly, but the driver shouted.

"There is a traffic jam ahead"

Tang Ming looked at the front of the car, blocked on a bridge, the vehicles in front of him couldn't see their heads, and it seemed that they couldn't pass without waiting for an hour.

"It's so far from the hospital now. How to go" Tang Ming asked directly

"If you get off this bridge, turn right and go straight for a few kilometers, it's not far." The driver also replied dumbly.

After hearing this, Tang Ming directly opened the car door, and it, this guy is not going to run over.

"Brother Tang, Mr. Tang, are you going to run over?" Zhang Da and Yang Xueming asked at the same time, after all, this viaduct has to be more than ten kilometers long, and you must not be tired to death if you run over.

"Well, I can't wait, I'll go first." After speaking, Tang Ming directly stepped out a few steps, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

", what happened just now" A driver who was also blocked on the bridge was smoking on the side of the road, when he suddenly saw a black shadow flash in front of him, and then a gust of wind blew and took away the cigarette in his hand. The driver suddenly felt a chill down his spine, was covered with cold sweat, and quickly ran back to the car.

"What should I do, I haven't left the phone yet?" Zhang Da was also speechless for a while, and agreed to teach martial arts, but the phone was left without anyone left. , who is responsible for this elevated road, and he must be punished and punished when he turns around.

Yang Xueming looked at it and disappeared in the blink of an eye, Tang Ming's heart was even hotter, so powerful, Brother Tang really has real kung fu. Hearing Zhang Da's words, Yang Xueming was also panicked, yes, the phone hasn't been left yet, what should I do, I can only chase it.

Yang Xueming and Zhang Da could only get out of the car and slowly run towards the hospital. As for Tang Ming, his feet were full of changes, and his whole person turned into a gust of wind, and he ran down the elevated road in less than a minute, looked at the direction and turned his head and ran towards the hospital. The drivers along the way were stunned, is this still human? What Jamaican flyer, can you fly no matter how fast you run? This guy really flew, Tang Ming was blocked all the way over, and the vehicle could only run lightly, stepping on the roof of the car and flying all the way.

After a while, Tang Ming ran to the hospital, asked for the ward number and ran directly to the ward, opened the door but was a little sluggish, only to see Tang's father standing by the window with a cigarette in his hand and making a gesture about to extinguish, Tang's father and Tang Ming stared at each other with big eyes and were stunned.

"Why did you come so quickly, close the door quickly, I thought the nurse was doing rounds." Father Tang saw that it was Tang Ming, so he relieved himself and continued to smoke the cigarette in his hand.

"Dad, didn't my mom say you had a car accident? You? Where's the injury? Tang Ming looked at Father Tang's indifferent posture of standing at the window and smoking, a little confused.

"Oh, yes, I took a taxi when I was too late to go to work in the morning, and I was hit by a retrograde muck truck, but fortunately Lao Tzu had a big life, but the driver was miserable, and was almost suffocated by the airbag." Father Tang angrily counted the cigarettes he was smoking from the muck truck that hit him.

"So how are you, where are the injuries?" Tang Ming asked eagerly.

"Me? I'm fine, I knocked my head down, but they didn't let me go, I had to check it, I checked it in the morning, and I checked more than a dozen items in the morning, and said that I wanted a blood test in the afternoon, and I kowtowed my head and tested a hairy blood? I'm also going to get off work tonight and ask your Uncle Zhang and Uncle Li to drink. ”

"Hey, son, why did you come so soon, I called you in less than half an hour, didn't you say that there was a traffic jam on the elevated highway today?" At this time, Tang's mother also came in with a kettle from outside the door.

"Well, my friend just dropped me off" Tang Ming was also speechless for a while, thinking that something big had happened. ran all the way, and as a result, he was told that he knocked his head in such a serious car accident, but it's okay, if something really big happens, then he really regrets it.

"I'm scared to death, my mother called me just now and said that you had a car accident, so I hurried over."

"You stinky boy, you said that you haven't seen you for a month, so you said that you want to go on a business trip for a month without a phone call, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's car accident, wouldn't you have come back." Tang's father accused Tang Ming, and then secretly snuffed out the cigarette butt hidden behind him and secretly threw it into the trash.

"Yes, I haven't asked you yet, you've been in the wild for a month, and you haven't made a single phone call... Tang Ming watched Tang's father, who was talking about smoking by Tang's mother, decisively sell him, he just wanted to say, Dad, you are really my father, you really cheat your son.

Tang Ming's parents are also relatively open people, since they are adults, they have their own space, go wherever you want, as long as you don't break the law, you can do whatever you like, but at least call every few days to report safety. Although Tang Ming said hello in advance this time, it also made his parents worry for a while, so he could only patiently accept his parents' accusations.