In the enthusiastic and unrestrained rhythm, this group of dancers twisted their hips and shook their chests. They have plump bodies and delicate faces, round arms, slender thighs, plump breasts and fat buttocks, glamorous and glamorous, and extremely charming and seductive. Almost ** body, the key point is about to be covered, in the process of cheerful shaking, the chest and hips are wavering, swinging willows with the wind, making people suspect that those few pieces of rags will fall down at any time.

The most terrible thing is that those dancers wore strapless bras, which made the men in the venue turn into scholars, wondering why it didn't fall, this is not scientific! Occasionally, a few slipped, and they were about to be exposed, but they were shaken and lifted, and they were immediately magically restored to their original state, and the scene suddenly resounded with a neat sigh.

But the group of heroes are all from the past, and they only watch quietly, but there is nothing indecent. The most restless was Nanxing, the poor child's little face was flushed, and he wanted to close his eyes but refused to admit defeat.

Long Wu glanced at him, secretly smug in his heart. The opening dance was originally Lin Binding's classical folk dance, but he changed it brutally. I heard that the inner disciple Xiuzhen lived a hard life and was not close to wine, and he wanted to embarrass him.

It seems to be working well, but Nanxing's poor kid is almost about to jump out of the Demon Removal Guard.

Sample, you start to learn bad at a young age, and see how immaculate you will be in the future.

Just as he was proud, Gan Dapo on the rostrum glanced over coldly, and scared Long Wu into shrinking his neck.

My aunt and grandmother are still people of the last century, and they are pure-hearted and have few desires, and the most unaccustomed thing is the obscene and evil songs, and their situation is very bad wow.

After the song, Long Wu wiped a handful of cold sweat, Long Chen took the lead in applauding, and the scene resounded with sparse applause. Only the employees had fun with a few reporters, and the people in the martial arts and the observers did not move.

The group of dancers ran off the stage, quickly ran through the mezzale to the outside, and were escorted by the security guards of the institute to the parking lot, and quickly left with the agent.

They are well-trained and experienced, but this is the first time they have encountered such an eerie scene. Those big men who stared at the hilt of the knife with their eyes fierce were not looking at the big beauties with vivid colors, but the little chicks waiting to be slaughtered. No matter how much money you give next time, you won't dare to come!

The scene was quiet for a while, Man Jianghong stared at Bing Ling's slender back, only to feel that his mouth was dry and his heart was shaking. I really haven't seen her before, how can I have such a feeling of affection and attachment? Is it love at first sight, she just fits the image of subconscious longing? Or is it the effect of hormones, just like a female moth emits chemical information, and a male moth from a kilometer away can detect it?

"A song of dancing is called **. ”

Long Wu slowly walked out.

As tonight's host, he is full of energy, and the venue is not big and he doesn't need a microphone.

"I believe that every man has a charming dancer in his heart, except for those who are not men, of course, children are also counted. If you can't do it, you will only be embarrassed. ”

He was meaningful, swept his fierce gaze from the people in the martial arts, and everyone who was seen looked stiff, and some even lowered their heads. No one chimed in, no one laughed, and no one scolded. Nan Xing tensed his little face angrily, Guo Chunhai still had a wooden expression, and Zhang San simply lowered his eyelids.

Since the research institute is located in South Vietnam, it is under the banner of "proving the Tao with martial arts", and it is impossible for it to have no friction with the local martial arts. Hearing this, those who had suffered under Long Wu's iron fist were full of grief and indignation, seeing that Guo Chunhai did not give an order and did not dare to move, he said in his heart, what kind of host are you, shrugged his shoulders and shook his legs, with a wicked smile on his face, and his eyes showed a fierce light, he was even more hooligan than a hooligan!

Ryugo was a little depressed and a little annoyed tonight.

As an excellent disciple of the dragon clan, he is naturally not afraid of cultivators. He knew the contradiction between the Nanhai faction and the Tianlong Group, and raised his hands in favor of Brother Chen's decision to make it clear that the carriage and horses would do it.

Depressed, he was also very curious about "Bright World", but Brother Chen strictly forbade the Dragon Brothers to enter, and with a wave of his hand, he pulled out a strong team that he had never even heard of, and there was actually a big master like Butterfly Dance, which couldn't help but make him feel stunned.

Annoyingly, Bing Long and Bing Leopard, as a trust arranged by the research institute, were actually killed silently in the afternoon, which greatly reduced the plan to launch Jiang Hong to demonstrate the force of "Bright World".

Obviously, that group of martial arts people were the ones who arranged to make trouble and slap their faces at the Mid-Autumn Festival party, and the cultivators only made a move after the party. Grandma's, don't weigh yourself! He glanced fiercely, muttering in his heart why didn't you jump out without long eyes, Lao Tzu promised not to beat you all over the face.

"To get back to the point, Tianlong Research Institute is a scientific research institution under Tianlong Group, dedicated to developing the potential of the human body. Force is only one of them, the six senses of Buddhism, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, all of which can improve their superior abilities and achieve the so-called heavenly eyes, heavenly ears, and other hearts. The institute has only been established for half a year, and has made preliminary attempts in many aspects, such as consciousness, dreams, memory, true qi, etc., such as ten lines at a glance, which cannot be forgotten. ”

Except for the opening dance, the entertainment programs have been deleted, and the few that remain are not for outsiders but for Longchen to see, which is the result of the research institute in the past six months, which is a bit of a gift. Long Wu didn't bother to perfunctory the rabble, just as if they didn't exist, so there was no arrangement in the process for the leader to speak, the guest of honor, and so on.

The party is full of elites, but it is more grassy than the grass stage team. What I want is this effect, what I want is this attitude.

Martial arts people and cultivators, you can, but Lao Tzu is too lazy to take care of it, what's the matter? Wait for the real knife and real gun to do a fight, and see who has a long life.

As soon as the strings of the dragon five came to an end, a handsome boy about seven or eight years old was pushed out of the seat of the research institute, and only took a few steps before stopping to look behind him. A female caregiver smiled and raised her hand to encourage him to keep going. The child timidly walked to the rostrum, Lin Bin stroked his head, and introduced:

"Tong Tong is a newcomer to the Consciousness Lab, only eight years old, and after only one month of training, he has an amazing memory and can really remember it. Mr. Long, please write down a string of numbers at will, dozens or hundreds. ”

The staff brought the pen and paper and was about to hand it to Long Chen, but he snatched it with one hand in the oblique stab, and Butterfly Dance said repeatedly: "It's fun, I'll come." He quickly began to write on the table.

Long Chen looked helpless, but Qianda Po glared at him angrily, and did not hide her resentment and vigilance against the beautiful bodyguard who appeared inexplicably around her nephew.

After Butterfly Dance finished writing, Long Wu slowly pulled the piece of paper in front of Tong Tong's eyes, and then handed it to Long Chen. In five seconds, it is impossible for anyone to memorize a bunch of disorganized numbers by means of homophony, association, etc.

Imprints, must be imprints again!

Man Jianghong quickly understood the key.

His imprint experiments took a different direction, focusing only on the core and the whole, deliberately ignoring the details. If you play at this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to remember that string of numbers.

The scene was quiet, and even Nanxing's eyes widened in curiosity.

"Collusion, huh?"

Someone muttered quietly, swallowed back the words after eating the eyes of the people around them. Think about it, what kind of characters are Longchen and Butterfly Dance, and they still need to be faked.

Tong Tong turned his back to the crowd and closed his eyes to meditate for about ten seconds, as if the note had been engraved into his mind, and all he had to do now was to brush off the dust and read the numbers on it.

Yes, that's it! Close your eyes and meditate, enter a state like a no-name formula, and not let the imprints become polluted.

Manjiang Hongxin said.

“9。 ”

Tong Tong opened his eyes and whispered.

“9！”

Long Wu was afraid that everyone would not hear clearly, so he repeated it loudly. Bing Ling turned his head slightly to look at the piece of paper unfolded in Long Chen's hand, only Qiandapo seemed to be asleep, her eyes closed and motionless.

As soon as the chaotic numbers of nearly 100 digits were read, Butterfly Dance exclaimed, "It's amazing! Tong Tong, come to Auntie." ”

Long Wu originally wanted to ask Long Chen to verify it, but when he heard Butterfly Dance exclaim, he stopped making a sound. Butterfly dancer is beautiful, martial arts is high and famous, although she often dominates, but she has no heart and no character, except for her aunt and grandmother, she likes her up and down. And Brother Chen's personal guards are all commanded by her, which can't help but make people think about it.

Butterfly Dance took off a string of red beads on her wrist and stuffed it into Tong Tong's hand, and said, "This is the red jade blessed by the monks of the Western Regions, and you can bring it with you to bless your peace." Tong Tong is so smart, Auntie likes you. ”

Tong Tong jumped back to the middle of the staff seat, the beads in his hand were bright and crystalline, which made people red.

Someone whispered, "I'm afraid this string of beads is more than a million." ”

More people began to regret why they didn't report a show to the stage in the first place.

Everyone loves the pink-carved children, and the hand shown is even more amazing, and everyone is convinced. No matter how talented you are in martial arts, it is impossible to memorize nearly 100 digits at a glance. Long Chen took the lead in applauding, the staff seats and the press seats echoed one after another, and the people in the martial arts also followed Nanxing and slapped their hands, and the scene was like thunder.

The applause stopped, and someone flipped onto the stage with a series of somersaults.

This, this, everyone is a master, they are all people with status and demeanor, what kind of somersault do you turn in a good manner? Street showmanship, trick style!

The indiscriminate host Long Wu was dumbfounded, and there was no time to stop it.

"I'm going to make an ugly sacrifice, and everyone will eat mooncakes. ”

The person who came smiled, and his right hand took out a "pop" from a pair of chopsticks held on the left and inserted it on the wooden platform.

Obviously, the bamboo chopsticks are infused with true qi, but the platen is hard, and this time there is no strong wrist strength. What's more, bamboo chopsticks are not iron bars, and they are easy to break if they are slightly oblique, and they are not good without excellent accuracy.

Man Jianghong looked down in front of him, there was only a pair of chopsticks, and it was strange where he had collected a large handful.

The man carefully placed the second chopsticks on top of the first, then the third, then the fourth...... In a short time, a stick with more than one person in height and thinness has been stacked.

"Wang Hu's eyesight and hand skills are really good, and he deserves to be a high-level martial artist!"

Hearing the praise of the anti-pseudo fighter Fang Hammer, Wang Hu's face on the stage was colorful, and he hugged his fists and made a circle, and said again and again: "Offer ugliness, offer ugliness." ”

That's it, it's too easy, isn't it?

"Wang Hu, you dog-mother-raised, learn from children to build blocks!"

Someone in the martial arts seat scolded and laughed.

Wang Hu glanced over there with a winc, didn't dare to reply, and hurriedly walked down.

As soon as he came down, a thin and short man stepped forward, circled around the "bamboo stick" twice on the stage, stretched out his hands and held it gently, silently counted his breath, and began to climb up.

This hand is much more beautiful than building blocks!

There was silence at the scene, many people opened their mouths wide, and even Gandharva, who had been seemingly sleeping, opened her eyes, looked at them and closed them again.

"Wei Biao's balance ability is not to be said, and his light body kung fu is even more first-class, and it will become a palace in time!" Fang Hammer also sighed.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

Man Jianghong followed the prestige, and it turned out to be Qian Fei, a qigong master who was said to be able to change the molecular structure, and he was disapproving.

Wei Biao slowly climbed to the top, stood upside down with his head and feet, paused for a second or two, and then freed his right palm to cut at the "bamboo stick". The crowd exclaimed, but the stick did not collapse, and a chopstick flew out. Wei Biao's body sank and continued to stand upside down on the bamboo stick steadily.

In this way, palm by palm is "sharpened", and the "bamboo stick" is lowered one by one. When the last chopsticks were chopped off, Wei Biao stood upside down with one palm.

Man Jianghong saw clearly, Wei Biao held the chopsticks in his left hand when he slashed at the bamboo stick, and mentioned it slightly, but in fact, he flew the middle chopsticks in the air. But this balance and lightness cannot be faked, and he is still shocked and envious.

With Tong Tong Zhuyu in front, Wang Hu and Wei Biao all had the idea of taking rewards and leaving, and their performances were not scheduled programs. Outsiders don't know about this kind of thought, but the people in the courtyard know it, so they only heard sparse applause, waiting for Long Chen to make a statement.

The people in the martial arts were silent, showing disdain.

Long Chen knew that because there was a butterfly dance bead in front of him, he couldn't be stingy. After a deep groan, he said to Lin Bin: "The performance of the two is very exciting, and each person will be rewarded with one million." ”

What is a local tyrant? This is a local tyrant!

It's like the rhythm of treating money like dung!

At first, Tong Tong got the beads, and no one was jealous, because it was a private gift from Butterfly Dance, and because he was young, he was indeed amazing and pleasing. But these two fools only casually compared twice, and they actually got a reward of one million, and the people in the courtyard, even the press gallery and the people in the martial arts were in an uproar, and their hearts were seriously unbalanced. Some people began to change their minds, our kung fu seems to be stronger than them, if we go to the research institute, we can't be reused?

In the midst of the buzzing discussion, Nanxing suddenly pointed at Gandapo, and then looked at the butterfly dance, his lips moved, and he leaned back and smiled with a smile.

Butterfly Dance is inexplicable and innocent.

In the scene, only Man Jianghong followed Zhu Fugui to learn a lot of tricks in the rivers and lakes, and he knew lip language, and when he saw Nanxing's mouth, he said impressively: Losers!

He thought very quickly, and immediately understood that this was what Qianda Po secretly scolded Butterfly Dance, but he might as well be looked at by Nanxing, not only Wan'er. Well, the nephew scatters wealth and angers others, which is really enough to protect his shortcomings!

Sure enough, Qianda Po snorted coldly, and everyone didn't know what was going on, and looked at each other.

The crappy host Long Wu was a little anxious when he saw that everyone was eager to try. He wasn't worried about scattering money, but he was afraid that the people in the courtyard would rush up and disrupt tonight's deployment. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a soft singing voice.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace......"

A woman with a black veil slowly walked to the center of the stage, and in the cold moonlight, a white face was like an ice carving. Originally, there were also martial artists who stood up and were about to rush to the stage, but when they saw that it was her, they sat down again, embarrassed to fight.

This was a scheduled show, and Long Wu breathed a sigh of relief and retreated into the aisle.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is nothing to celebrate. The little woman would like to take off the moon in the sky for everyone. ”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

A full moon hung high in the sky like a silver disk, looking down on the vast rivers and mountains and insects and ants.

Man Jianghong recognized that this was a yoga woman named Qiu Niang who sat cross-legged facing the sea every day, and the summer sun did not tan her.

Yoga is originally meant to harness the cow and horse, and in India it is believed that through yoga one can get rid of the pain of samsara, that the inner self is one with the universe, and that all obstacles will not exist.

Man Jianghong also believes that yoga can regulate the balance of body and mind and stimulate potential, but how can this pluck the moon in the sky?

Qiu Niang stretched her waist, arms, legs, and neck, sat cross-legged facing the sea, pressed her hands on her knees, looked at her nose and her nose, and gradually entered the realm of selflessness.

The sea breeze is gently blowing, the waves are crashing against the reef, and people gradually feel that the sea is ebbing and falling with Qiu Niang's breathing.

Qiu Niang slowly stood up, standing on one foot, with her palms folded and raised above her head, as if she was holding an invisible ball.

Her fingers danced dexterously, her palms slowly parted, and a faint ray of light shot out of her palms. The palms of the hands opened more and more, and the light became stronger and stronger, and after a crisp sound of "crackling", all converged, and a ball of light as large as a dish appeared in the palm of the hand.

The ball of light did not touch the palm of the hand, and it was silently suspended in the air without weight, shining with a glittering light.

Looking at the sky again, the moon was gone, and the stars were blinking like jewels set in velvet.

"The moon rises in the sea!" Butterfly Dance couldn't help but admire.

The ball of light is bright, the light is soft, and there are green qi lingering under it, like waves fluctuating, is it just like the vast and boundless sea slowly holding out a bright moon?

Time passed so slowly, and the crowd was in awe.

The quiet woman who is quiet on weekdays has such an amazing ability. Even if you are a great martial arts master, I am afraid you can't conjure a ball of light out of thin air!

The people in the martial arts who had always been contemptuous and disdainful were dumbfounded.

What is this? Martial arts or spells, illusions?

It's obviously extremely clever, but I can't recognize it, it's really depressing!

Man Jianghong was also stupid, and he thought very deeply.

It's amazing that light is born in the hand, but what's even more strange is why not fly away?

Everything in the world can be grasped, but only light cannot.

Light can be blocked and absorbed when it crosses 300,000 kilometers in one second, but it cannot be captured.

The light never stays, why is it a ball at this moment?