Chapter Fifty-Six: Practicing the Stick

At night, I hooked the column mother, and people made an appointment after lunch.

Yan Sang not only brought wine, but also had a lunch in Fenglaiyi, and the monk who accompanied the meal stared at the cow's eyes and feasted happily, as if he wanted to pour all his unwillingness on the dishes in front of him.

Not only did she ask for money for nothing, but she even gave her a lunch, she had never heard of anyone getting such treatment, what did Yan Sang do last night to make Diemei so happy?

Handsome is not as handsome as me, is it because the technology is particularly strong?

It seems that there is time to ask shamelessly, and the monk nibbles the chicken leg fiercely.

The Taoist priest heard last night's story, but only answered lightly, then settled the wine money, and sat silently on the side, not having much appetite.

Diemei only exempted Yan Sang's fees, but did not exempt the Taoist monk's wine money, but it was not so much free, but in fact, it was out of his own pocket to help Yan Sang settle the expenses, which is considered a disguised support?

The Taoist priest was in low spirits, I don't know if it was because of the impact of yesterday's events, or because he was out of shape last night and couldn't speak, and after the monk finished eating, he returned to the disaster with them.

The three of them walked on the road in silence, each with their own concerns, but as soon as the front foot stepped into the catastrophe, the hind foot froze in mid-air, and the expression was as if they had seen a ghost, and they almost turned around and fled.

In the vestibule of the Disaster Division, Li Xisheng stood with a stern face, and a pair of beautiful eyes slashed at him fiercely, making them tremble in fright, and their souls were almost frightened.

The three of them looked at each other, not knowing whether it was better to take this step forward or take it back, and at this moment, Li Xisheng spoke, "Hooked the fence last night?"

The smell of wine and rouge can't be faked, even if they cover it up with other smells, they can't hide it from Lee Dae-jae, so they have never bothered to do other actions.

It's just that although Li Xisheng hates them for doing this, he will not directly intercept the road and block the road like today, showing a fierce face.

No one dared to speak, but they didn't dare to refuse, so they could only nod their heads like pounding garlic and wait for Li Xisheng's next move.

"If you had this time to cultivate, you would have caught up with me a long time ago, and you only knew how to linger and hook the fence, but you didn't know how to improve!"

"You two go to practice by yourself, Yan Sang, you stay, and I will accompany you to practice the stick method. ”

Accompany me to practice stick practice, why?

Yan Sang was stunned, only to feel that the air flow around him was fluttering, but it was the Taoist monk who had disappeared, and only he and Li Xisheng were left in the forecourt of this calamity.

Yan Sang swallowed.

If it was usual, only he and Li Xisheng would be extremely comfortable, and they wished that the Taoist monk would disappear earlier.

But at this time today, in the face of the obviously angry Li Dazai, he could only silently curse the two immoral beasts.

"Boss, why don't I practice it myself?"

The voice was so light that even Yan Sang himself couldn't really hear it, but what connected him was the cold head of the spear.

If the night thundered, it was suddenly handed to his chest, Yan Sang hurriedly dodged sideways, but only to see the body of the gun sweeping, smashing his waist and abdomen, smashing him back a few steps, and his abdomen was in severe pain.

I'll go, come really!

Yan Sang had no doubt that if he hadn't dodged just now, that shot would have been enough to chill his heart.

But I went to a tick bar, as for the murder of my husband.

After eating one shot, there was a sharp pain in his waist and abdomen, and the next shot followed up like an appendage, Yan Sang hurriedly dodged, but the sharp pain in his back made him rush forward, and he almost pounced on a tengu to eat.

"Boss, I have something to report!"

No, today Li Dazai Sheng is angry, and if he continues to fight, he is afraid that he will be beaten to death.

What about my power identity, why doesn't it work?

"Let's talk about it after practicing the stick method. ”

The cold suddenly appeared, his thighs ached, and Yan Sang's movements became sluggish.

"It's very important, but it will change later!" Yan Sang yelled.

"It's not too late!"

I almost broke my arm, it's too much, I'm going to fight back!

"Boss, this is marksmanship!"

"Sticks and guns are not separated, you can understand stick skills through marksmanship!"

Comprehend your sister, even if there are common parts, you didn't beat them out like this, right?

"Boss, you'll have to give me a stick first!"

Time is urgent, there is no time to turn into a Tai Chi stick, and what Li Xisheng is holding at this time is also an ordinary spear.

"Study first, what's in a hurry?"

Not in a hurry?

Sister, you are obviously beating people, where are you teaching marksmanship, don't worry, I'm afraid that you will be killed.

"Boss, ah!"

"Don't talk!"

......

"What's going on, boss?"

The monk who was hiding on the side was shocked, he had followed Li Xisheng for so long, he had never seen this boss do this, even if he was angry before, he was cold, but he never moved.

"It's not right, boss, this ......"

"I'm afraid it's broken. ”

The Taoist priest shook his head, sighed and looked desperate at the same time, his back against the wall and slowly slipped, gone, gone.

Oh my God, why are you doing this to me?

"It's broken, doesn't it seem to be injured like this?"

The monk frowned, unable to understand the meaning of the Taoist priest's words, but the corners of his eyes were accompanied by Yan Sang's scream, twitching again and again, "Woo, woo, it hurts." ”

"Woo, woo, this is ruthless. ”

"I'll go, this gun is going to be a grandchild, right?"

"Tut-tut, this Yan Sang is only afraid that there is no good piece of meat. ”

"Ah, this gun is unacceptable!"

......

After the 'professor' was over, Yan Sangduan stood in the meeting hall of the Disaster Division, his head held high, his nose and face swollen.

"Got it?"

Li Xisheng sat in the first place, his jade hand gently stroked the tea leaves, and slowly took a sip, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Understood!"

Yan Sang hurriedly replied, just kidding, if you don't understand, wouldn't it be a beating?

"The powerful talent is amazing, so I will teach it here today, if you still have any doubts, you can come to me at any time. ”

No, there is no doubt, if there is doubt, it is impossible to get along with yourself.

"By the way, your current description is very indecent, if there is nothing special, don't go out in the next few days. ”

Don't go to Fenglaiyi, right?

I said that if you have something to say, you can't say it well, move your hands and feet, if I have a big temper, you are afraid that you will be beaten well.

Look at my temper, I don't fight for three days, and I go to the house to uncover the tiles, right?

"That's very good, I've been trying to study the annals of history these days, thank you. ”

Alas, forget it, how to say that the head is also a woman, and not beating a woman is a principle, uh, the young lady is a terrible ghost, different.

However, if it's really because of Feng Laiyi, doesn't that mean that I have a chance?

Calm and calm, a heroic man like me has always been the most popular with women, woo woo, my face hurts again......

This girl is ruthless, no, this girl can't do it.

"By the way, what did you just report?"

"Oh......"

Yan Sang was about to speak, and then he met the cloudy face, but he stopped.

If you talk about last night's incident, spend the Spring Festival with the Oiran of the butterfly charm, although nothing happened, but ......

Will it be a fight again?