The next night, when it was dark, Queen Mary Hospital was quiet and peaceful, Wang Xiaolong was unconscious, and Wang Xiaohu on the side slowly opened his eyes.

"Thirsty!"

"I'm so thirsty!"

"Where is this?"

He looked around in confusion, and the smell of disinfectant water permeated the air.

He grabbed a glass of water from the bedside table and gulped it down!

Wang Xiaolong lay on the hospital bed beside him without any movement, Wang Xiaohu recalled the scene when Wang Xiaolong helped him block the fatal blow in his mind, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

The door opened, and the four bald stars also rushed in hurriedly, hugged Wang Xiaohu tightly, and cried bitterly: "Xiaohu, it's okay if you're okay!"

At this time, a nurse walked in and muttered, "What are you yelling about, there is a patient on the side, don't affect the rest of others at night!"

Several people also scratched their heads and looked at the nurse with apologies.

Wang Xiaohu said in a low voice: "My injury is fine, don't worry!"

The bald stars nodded, and walked out of the ward with some reluctance, Wang Xiaohu sat on the hospital bed and kept running, subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger's qi to heal the dark wounds on his body.

If the blood stasis in the body is not cleared in time, if the meridians are blocked, the future will be endless.

In a long corridor outside the ward, a sweet-looking nurse wearing high heels, a white skirt covering her hips, and a nurse's outfit came towards the ward.

And there is a group of PTUs at the door, Wang Xiaohu's matter has been spread in the rivers and lakes, and half of the front pages of major newspapers wrote:

"Heroes are born of teenagers, and young heroes who are born out of thin air are not afraid of hardships and dangers, and the Seven Tigers are defeated!"

"Who is Wang Xiaohu, who dares to resist the underworld overlord!"

"The body of the white-fronted tiger was found in an alley this morning, who did it?"

"PTU focuses on protecting Wang Xiaohu, and now Queen Mary Hospital is impassable, is Wang Xiaohu safe and sound!"

As the beautiful "nurse" approached the ward, an ambulance whistled past downstairs at Queen Mary Hospital, followed by a red run.

No one knows why he is here with blonde hair and a scar on his face.

The nurse's tall figure also attracted the attention of the PTU, and the nurse also entered the ward smoothly.

"Mr. Wang, I'll do a routine check-up for you!" the nurse smiled.

Wang Xiaohu also nodded and lay on the bed.

"Normal blood pressure, I'm going to help you get an injection, Mr. Wang's hands relaxed. ”

"Okay, relax a little more!"

"It's in, it's great!"

Seeing that Wang Xiaohu was in a coma and couldn't fall asleep for a while, the nurse walked to the window and beckoned.

Several bald men turned over, and these people were the first iron arhats of the seven arhats of Beijiao!

Tie Luohan smiled: "Ah Ying, well done, from today onwards you owe me 50,000 yuan will be written off!"

"Thank you, Brother Tie!" Nurse A-Ying hurriedly clenched her fists and smiled.

"Ah Ying, you go out and attract a few PTUs, and I'll give you another 50,000 yuan honorarium!"

"Okay, Brother Tie!" Ah Ying gestured OK and walked towards the door in a graceful manner.

Outside the door came the sound of the PTU laughing.

Tie Luohan threw Wang Xiaohu downstairs, got into the prepared ambulance, and headed towards Beijiao.

When the moon was in the sky, a person stood in the air, silently watching this scene.

The moonlight shone on his face, his facial features were extraordinarily handsome, and his short white messy hair fluttered in the wind.

The red bus that had been driving outside Queen Mary Hospital also hurriedly followed the ambulance.

It turned out that Shi Heilong saw everything Wang Xiaohu did in the newspaper, and he was impressed, so he was ready to make friends with such a hero.

Unexpectedly, just as he was waiting for Wang Xiaohu to wake up, this happened, and he made up his mind to rescue Wang Xiaohu.

When he was two years old, Wang Xiaohu, the Tangkou "Night Fragrance Bathing Center" of the Seven Arhats of Beijiao, was lying on the sofa without any consciousness.

"Big guy, there's a blonde boy coming to smash the scene!" a massage girl hurriedly shouted.

"Who the hell is Made, go out and take a look!" Iron Arhat also heard the exclamation outside.

Ghost Foot also hurriedly went out to check, and the iron arhat sat in the office and thought: "He's ma, where is the Rakshasa Order hidden by this miscellaneous piece, and I can't find it all over my body!"

Before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow passed by the window and sat opposite Tie Luohan.

Tie Luohan was shocked, and after he saw the person clearly, he exhaled and said, "Big guy Meng, did you miss the welcome, did you come for a massage?"

His eyes were a little evasive, because he knew that the black trench coat and white-haired person in front of him was not simple.

Jiang Meng took out a cigarette case from his arms, slowly opened it and smoked a cigarette and said: "I killed the white-fronted tiger, and now the seven tigers are scattered, and I will also send someone to take over the bend, you choose whether to surrender or die!"

Jiang Meng stuffed the cigarette in his mouth, his eyes looked at Tie Luohan calmly, Tie Luohan was a little overwhelmed and said: "Liang Zaimeng, this Rakshasa teaches .................."

Jiang Meng took a puff of cigarette and said, "You have to think clearly!"

Tie Luohan hesitated, he stood up and said, "If you want me to surrender, I'll see how much strength I have!"

I saw that the iron arhat was covered in golden light, and the sixth power of the golden bell jar also followed.

Jiang Meng shook his head and said, "The world's invincible golden bell jar is waste!"

A punch hit the Iron Arhat Golden Bell Jar as fast as lightning, and the Golden Bell Jar was shattered in an instant, and the Iron Arhat also spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground!

He looked at Jiang Meng, his eyes were a little lost, he couldn't believe that the sixth weight of his golden bell jar was actually broken by the person in front of him with a punch.

He bowed his head and said, "I, the Iron Arhat, am willing to surrender!"

"Well, yes, don't worry, I will have a big business for you, a big business, and a task for you!"

"What task?"

"Go out and beat the Ishiguro Dragon!"

"Yes!"

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Mengyi grasped the Iron Arhat, and the skill of the Black-level Sacred Heart Yijin Sutra also raised the Golden Bell Jar of the Iron Arhat to the peak.

Tie Luohan stood up with his eyebrows fluttering, bowed his head to Jiang Meng and said, "Thank you, big guy, I feel that my Golden Bell Jar has reached the real sixth peak, haha, I'm going to meet Shi Heilong!"

Jiang Meng waved his hand, and Tie Luohan walked out.

On the sofa, Wang Xiaohu was still unconscious, Jiang Meng opened the drawer on the table, and saw that there was a secret book of the sixfold exercises in front of the golden bell jar.

Jiang Meng opened it and looked at it, and between ten breaths, the first six layers of the golden bell jar were also remembered by Jiang Meng.

"Sure enough, the invincible golden bell jar in the world, but unfortunately it is still far from my king's landing in the world, it seems that only the twelve levels of the golden bell jar can fight with me!"

Jiang Meng stood up and placed the six volumes of golden bell jar cheats in Wang Xiaohu's arms, and with a wave of his hand, Wang Xiaohu also came to his senses instantly.

Wang Xiaohu shook his head and looked at the unfamiliar place, the familiar person hurriedly got up, he saw the six volumes of golden bell jar cheats in his arms, and glanced at Jiang Meng again, and was puzzled.

"Do you want to know my strongest skill?" Jiang Meng looked at Wang Xiaohu with a confused expression.

Wang Xiaohu nodded and said, "Why did you come to get me three or four times?"

"Hahaha, because your growth is so slow, I can't wait!" Jiang Meng clenched his fists.

In an instant, the Iron Arhat's office was like a time warp, turning into fragments.

Wang Xiaohu looked at Jiang Meng and gasped, and after three breaths, everything returned to normal.

"It's ............ Is your real strength?" Wang Xiaohu felt like an ant, and the person in front of him was like a towering mountain, and now he was still moving slowly at the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Meng looked at him quietly: "In order to save you, the stone black dragon outside is estimated to be unbearable!"

"What?Shi Heilong??," Wang Xiaohu hurriedly asked.

"That blonde scar boy that day, he wants to be friends with you, he doesn't even want life, this friendship makes me admire, you can hand over these six volumes of golden bell jars to him!" Jiang Meng pressed his hands, and the endless power was transmitted into Wang Xiaohu's body, and suddenly Wang Xiaohu's entire body was full of strength.

He jumped to his feet and headed outside, still holding the six volumes of the Golden Bell Jar in his hand.

Jiang Meng sat here alone and looked up at the starry sky and said, "Huoyun Evil God, I will come to meet you the day after tomorrow!"