"That, Uncle Ouyang, was the chic twisting of your neck just now because of your cultivation of aura?"

"Guess!" Ouyang Bo said with a wink.

"Don't guess. ”

"Are you afraid that you won't be able to guess!" Ouyang Bo looked disdainful.

Hu Lang was angry and said deliberately: "Who said I couldn't guess, you have a neck disability!"

Ouyang Bo: "I ......" was stunned for a long time, and said angrily, "I am a second uncle, I am a special Ouyang master, you actually said that you are disabled!"

"This is also a mastery?" Hu Lang was stunned. Other people's peerless fighting heaven and earth, you ...... I can't understand where it is. Is it miserable?

"You hit me and try it!" Ouyang Bo was still angry, and shouted, "Whatever you want, I'll let you see how powerful I am!"

Hu Lang was suspicious: "Just fight?"

"Whatever you want!" said the old man majestically.

Hu Lang looked around and saw a baton in the corner of the security booth, so he walked over and picked it up.

When Ouyang Bo saw Hu Lang carrying a baton, his face immediately turned green.

Hu Lang looked at the other party's expression and asked, "This can't work?"

Ouyang Bo gritted his teeth and turned his heart sideways: "Okay!"

"Really?"

"Don't fucking bullshit!"

"Oh!" Hu Lang picked up the baton, tried it, and finally swept it towards Ouyang Bo's leg with a slight force. In the next second, Ouyang Bo screamed with a hideous expression, and his hair was about to stand up!

"I'm an immortal, who told you to press the switch of the baton?" Ouyang Bo stomped his feet and scolded loudly, but due to the impact of the electric shock, his tongue was almost straight.

Hu Lang looked at the baton in his hand and said dumbfoundedly: "You...... Didn't you let me hit casually?"

"I ......"

Ouyang Bo was almost angry, sat on the chair, reached out and grabbed the cup on the table, drank a few big sips of water, and gasped for a few breaths.

"Right...... I'm sorry......" Hu Lang was a little uneasy in conscience. It's really a bit inappropriate to be shocked at such an old age, and it's easy to feces and pee if you don't do it well. It's disgusting to think about!

Ouyang Bo gasped for a while, and seeing that Hu Lang's attitude seemed to be quite sincere, he no longer bothered with him, and asked instead, "Do you want to learn?"

Hu Lang shook his head and said honestly: "I don't want to!"

Ouyang Bo jumped up suddenly: ", you don't learn such an awesome mastery, I haven't taught how many people begged me!"

"The main thing is that I didn't find this mastery to be of any use!"

When Ouyang Bo heard this, he sat down melancholy. Indeed, he himself found that this mastery did not seem to have any real use except for slander. Lao Tzu's hard-working self-created mastery is useless, alas......

Ouyang Bo stared at the baton in Hu Lang's hand, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Don't you think it's particularly resistant to beating after learning it?"

Hu Lang was stunned for a moment, resisting the beating? You are really talented, you can have such a peculiar idea!

"Do you want to learn?" Ouyang Bo was a little impatient.

Hu Lang shook his head resolutely. If you want to learn this thing just to resist beating, then don't learn it! If you want to learn it, you have to learn the ability to beat others!

"What did the old boy surnamed Jia teach you?" asked Ouyang Bo a little curiously. He looked at Hu Lang with a reluctant look, and couldn't help but guess that Dean Jia had taught him some powerful name.

Hu Lang stretched out his left hand and hooked his fingers: "This, refining the Qing Jue!"

"Where are you now?"

Hu Lang said frustratedly: "I just learned to pinch the trick, and I haven't sensed the vitality yet." ”

Ouyang Bo shook his head when he heard this: "This guy is really pedantic, he has lived for such a long time, and he still follows the rules so much! But there is one condition!"

As soon as he heard this Hu Lang's spirit, Dean Jia's platinum qualifications took a month to sense the vitality, and he didn't even know what his qualifications were.

"What conditions, please say!" Hu Lang suddenly even raised his words to a higher level.

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you when I think about it!!"

"This ......"

"What is this, can I still trick you?" Ouyang Bo was impatient again, "I'll tell you the truth, according to Lao Jia's practice method, it's right, step by step, the foundation is solid, and the aura is pure! But it's very slow! Do you know how long it took him to reach the Spiritual Primal Realm?"

He didn't wait for Hu Lang to answer, he had already answered himself: "Three whole years! Three years! Do you want to stay up for three years? Let me tell you, in the current situation, within a year, the cultivation of spiritual qi may become public, and if you don't run in front, you can only be beaten passively! The resources of cultivation will also be taken away by the strong. The stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker!"

Hu Lang was about to interject, but was interrupted by Ouyang Bo again: "The most difficult thing to practice is the early stage. It's like a snowball, it can only get bigger and bigger if there is a prototype first. But if someone helps you, that's your blessing, and you still have ...... crooked."

"Uncle, I want to know why you want to help me?" Hu Lang hurriedly cut off. First Dean Jia helped him, and now Ouyang Bo wants to help himself, saying that he is just an ordinary high school student, so he will not be so popular!

Ouyang Bo was a little stunned, he was stunned for a while, and then said, "Because of Lu Manman!"

Hu Lang is getting more and more incomprehensible, the two didn't know each other before he was accidentally injured, and a series of things that happened to him after that were inseparable from Lu Manman!

Hu Lang stared at Ouyang Bo's rolling eyes: "I don't understand!"

"You don't have to understand. I can only tell you two things right now. Ouyang Bo stretched out a finger with fiery red nail polish, "First, whether it is me, Lao Jia, or even the entire Xinglu Club, we will not hesitate to sacrifice ourselves for Lu Manman;

Hu Lang was suddenly moved when he heard this. Especially when he heard that Lu Manman cared about himself very much, his nose was a little sour! This kind of state of mind is difficult for ordinary people to understand, and only people who have struggled in a difficult and difficult life can feel it.

Just when Hu Lang was moved, Ouyang Bo suddenly made a move!

I saw him draw a phantom and rotate behind Hu Lang, and before Hu Lang could react, he slapped his Baihui acupoint with a palm.

Immediately, Hu Lang's terrible screams came from the entire hospital!

Hu Lang only felt that the top of his head was like ten thousand long needles penetrating straight down, and then rushed straight to the dantian with the eight veins of the Qi Sutra. His legs were paralyzed, but there was a huge suction force from Ouyang Bo's palm, forcing him to sit down.

Hu Lang died in pain, and he didn't know how long it took, Ouyang Bo withdrew the Baihui acupoint, and stretched his arm forward to wrap around Hu Lang's waist and imprinted his palm on his Qi Sea Acupoint.

It's the pain of 10,000 needle punctures again! Hu Lang screamed and almost broke out, it really hurt!

Suddenly, the door of the security booth was kicked open, and a large crowd poured in!

Everyone saw that an old thing painted with no ghosts or ghosts was hugging a young man, and a hand was pressed on the young man's lower abdomen. And the little young man is screaming weakly!

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became weird!

Ouyang Bo pressed his hand on Hu Lang's sea of qi, and it was not necessary to withdraw, nor was it to withdraw!

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "Beast, you actually molested a teenager in broad daylight!"

"Old pervert!"

"Livestock, Livestock......"

"What a scumbag!"

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