Chapter 17 Fan, don't push too hard

"Smiling Proud Jianghu" Ling Hu Chong What kind of skills did he have when he first learned "Dugu Nine Swords"?

A variety of alien true qi is rampaging in the body, like a little ghost fighting, which means that he has no strength and his life hangs by a thread.

For people who have stunts and are still vain, Lin Ziyuan has always been happy to know each other.

Some of the people in the rivers and lakes she knew were either in vain or like cows doing handstands.

Lin Ziyuan is well aware of the difficulties of practicing martial arts, including physical-physical pain and mental loneliness, as well as an element of opportunity.

When how to cultivate is to wander and not upgrade, people have to believe in fate, and the rest can only wait for opportunities.

But just because Wang Junsheng looks stable now, Lin Ziyuan also thinks that this man is worth befriending.

Then I touched my natural beautiful and slightly spicy face, which seemed to have a little burr, and it seemed that I would be more diligent in applying some powder and makeup to it in the future.

It is said that women are the ones who please themselves, and when a woman takes the initiative to pay attention to makeup, it may not be a man who pleases herself, and she wants to lean on him.

It seems that the sentence is really true - "women can't do without men", one word can be both, left and right.

One: Women don't, men can't. This one...... It's a man who knows it, but whenever he is an adult, especially when the moon is dark and the wind is high, tossing and turning, and he can't sleep at night, he knows this way.

Two: Women don't have men, no. This is the case for ordinary women like the men mentioned above, especially for those special service workers, without men, it is equivalent to having no customers, and the customers are God, and God is gone, and the whole world has to collapse, so absolutely- no.

Now even the cold and noble Lin Ziyuan has begun to put on makeup and want to feel in love, what are you waiting for, sisters and sisters are jumping up!

Lin Ziyuan turned back to her pretty face, looked at Shangfang, and saw that he was tied up with five flowers, just like a gift-giving super big zongzi produced during the Dragon Boat Festival, he also showed his eyebrows, smiled dumbly, and thought that he was knocked out by your Wang Junsheng uniform, is there any need for this? It's the same as filming in Hengdian.

But thinking about it again, Wang Junsheng is not the only one here, it may also be someone else's doing, just in case.

No one ever saw a police officer who was arrested with a rope instead of handcuffed.

So Lin Ziyuan asked his subordinates to loosen the thick rope and handcuff Shang Fang.

Wang Junsheng felt that Lin Ziyuan had no orders at this time, and it was not good for him to take the initiative to come forward to find a play.

When it was time to help herself, she would naturally speak, so she stood silently and watched how they tossed around.

Then one of Lin Ziyuan's subordinates squatted down and shook Shang Fang's head, Shang Fang didn't react, still looking like a dead dog, as if he was asleep.

It seems that shaking your head or something is really not very useful for waking people up.

Wang Junsheng remembered the way he woke up the two old fritters just now, and he couldn't hold back for a while, so he blurted out: "You try to slap him on both sides, maybe ...... It should work. ”

As soon as I heard Wang Junsheng say "slap away", this is somewhat violent, and it still has a bad impact outside the police-police bureau.

So the two of them looked at each other, stunned.

Then they both looked at their boss Lin Ziyuan, waiting for Lin Ziyuan's order.

Lin Ziyuan also felt that it didn't seem appropriate to use the slap so quickly.

But this was proposed by Wang Junsheng, since he can put him down, he must be a step ahead, and the advice he gave must be reasonable.

"Fan, don't push too hard" Lin Ziyuan said helplessly, because she couldn't face red in front of her two hands. Speaking nakedly, I actually wanted to slap him a long time ago.

Then he showed that he couldn't bear to be ruthless, and his face showed an image of caring for taxpayers.

When the two subordinates heard the authorization of their superiors, they immediately understood.

That "don't push too hard" probably means don't use up your strength all at once, that won't work, because you have to keep fanning.

The two of them looked at each other, and felt that the one lying on the ground in front of them was the right person, so they didn't hesitate anymore and fanned it.

The two of them raised their eyebrows, their eyes were certain, and whoever showed fierceness would be on it.

So he was as fierce as the one on the left, called Zuo Bing, and he was angry that he owed him money and let him break through the other party's threshold and not pay it back.

I saw him flick his sleeves and squat down, his face full of momentum.

A slap slapped Shang Fang's left cheek hard, and with a snap, the whole room echoed.

It should not be too forceful, otherwise this room must not be collapsed by sound waves!

It was like, "Tell you not to pay back, oh no, call you to steal, and leave us with so many cases in the police department." I finally caught you today, and you dare not wake up! ”

There is a great picture of the heroism of "Heaven is a good reincarnation, who is spared by the sky"!

There was a snap on Shang Fang's left face, and the left soldier's hand was instantly withdrawn like an electric shock.

His hand was like a slap on the lawn, and there was a solid plank under the grass.

He is not a serious martial arts cultivator, he is bare-handed against the wooden board, both are defeated, and a five-finger print is printed on the wooden board.

His palms naturally became red and swollen instantly.

He snorted with a sinister breath in his mouth, thinking, "Damn, what kind of grimace is this?" Is it made of wild boar skin? It made Lao Tzu's hands hot for a while.

But when he saw that Shang Fang's left side of his face also had a faintly visible five-finger print, he was relieved, even if he was injured, it seemed that it was not without any effect.

It's just that Shangfang is still motionless and hasn't been woken up.

It seems that hitting him on the left side of the face is not enough, he also has to hit the right cheek.

The right side of his face will be replaced by you, and I will rest first.

Then the left soldier gave the subordinate on the right, called Youyou, a wink.

He nodded his head upwards and motioned for a chance to let him go.

When I heard this, I thought to myself, brother, you are too generous, don't swallow alone, let me practice too.

Suddenly, his eyebrows were raised, and he was overjoyed, and his heart was also grateful and happy.

He stretched out his wrist and shook it, eager to try.

He just looked at the five finger prints on the left side of Shang Fang's face.

I thought that this was too special and artistic, and it seemed to be very technical.

But I think I can do it too.

Although he was not a serious martial arts cultivator, and he didn't know anything about luck, he also took a big breath, riveted his strength, and slapped Shang Fang's right face with his left hand.

Then, just as the effects produced by what the left soldier did, including audio, video, graphics, etc., it was repeated, and with a snap, a five-finger print on the right side of Shangfang's face immediately appeared.

Of course, it was not surprising that his hand was immediately red and swollen, and it was completely a reappearance of the encounter.

In pain, he hurriedly raised his hand to his mouth, making a blowing sound, whirring, as if he had just grabbed a hot potato that had just come out of the oven.