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Zhang Wenrong flew out of the distance, and then fell under the plum blossom pile with a pop, and his hands reflexively propped up on the ground, and immediately heard a slight crisp click. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhang Wenrong's fame sounds quite delicate, but he is tall and big, not worthy of his name at all, weighing a full 150 pounds, falling from a height of more than one meter, this inertia is still very big. If you don't hold it up, it's just a pain in your butt at most. Anyway, the flesh on his buttocks was thick and thick, so he wouldn't be seriously injured, but when he used his hands like this, the bones of his hands were immediately broken.

"Ah!" Zhang Wenrong exclaimed.

Zhang Hangao and Zhang Jiagen hurriedly ran over and helped Zhang Wenrong up.

"Brother Rong, how is it? Where is the injury?" Zhang Jiagen grabbed Zhang Wenrong's injured left hand.

"Ahh

Zhang Jiagen was very aggrieved, "I'm sorry, Brother Rong, I didn't know your hand was broken." ”

Zhang Wenrong wanted to make up for it when he heard this, but Zhang Jiagen's bastard retreated far, and Zhang Wenrong couldn't reach it.

"Brother Rong, it's okay. Was it a sneak attack just now?" Zhang Hangao asked in a low voice.

Zhang Wenrong naturally understood that it was not Zhang Zhaohua's sneak attack just now, but that he couldn't dodge it at all, Zhang Zhaohua didn't seem to use all his strength at all, and he took off with an understatement. The two of them are not on the same level at all.

"The three of us went up together, and we couldn't beat him. Zhang Wenrong said with a wry smile.

"How is it possible? How old is he? How can he have so much strength?" Although he had witnessed everything just now, Zhang Hangao still had some hard time believing it.

"It's all like this, what else is there to say?" Zhang Wenrong admitted.

"Brother Rong, I'll send you to Xie Datian's place to pick up the bones. Zhang Henkel was ready to carry Zhang Wenrong on his back.

"Put it down!" Zhang said.

"What are you doing? We admit defeat, do you still want to abolish Brother Rong's hand?" Zhang Hangao was still more righteous.

Zhang Jiagen finally mustered up the courage to come over, "Call flowers, don't push people too much!"

"I mean, can Xie Datian's bones be more powerful than Meishan Shuishi?" Zhang Zhaohua didn't want to hurt Zhang Wenrong, who knew that this guy was so careless that he couldn't stop it in a round.

Zhang Hangao was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Zhang Zhaohua himself was a Meishan landscape master, and immediately put the person down.

Zhang Zhaohua walked over and touched Zhang Wenrong's severed hand with his hand, the situation was not very serious, "It hurts like this at such a point, and I still want to break into the rivers and lakes." ”

"Whoever said I was in pain, I didn't hurt at all. Zhang Wenrong naturally has a hard mouth.

"It really doesn't hurt. Zhang Zhaohua deliberately pinched the sore spot.

"Hiss!" Zhang Wenrong grinned in pain, but still replied, "It doesn't hurt, you can come back if you have the ability!"

"Then come again. Zhang Zhaohua suddenly grabbed Zhang Wenrong's hand and pulled it hard, taking advantage of the situation to restore Zhang Wenrong's broken bones to the original state.

"Ah!" Zhang Wenrong exclaimed bitterly, "Lao Tzu doesn't hurt!"

"It's none of my business if you hurt or not. Gagen, go and bring a bowl of water!" Zhang Zhaohua shouted. Zhang Jiagen hurriedly ran over and scooped a bowl of water with a clay bowl.

Zhang Zhaohua took the water, his fingers kept drawing circles in the bowl, and his mouth recited the mantra of opening the knife and relieving the pain: Invite the Golden Broken Immortal, Silver Broken Immortal, Copper Broken Immortal, Iron Broken Immortal, Skin Broken Immortal, Skin Broken Skin Connected, Bone Broken Bone Connected, if not connected, the ancestor himself said, if it is not connected, the ancestor himself will pass it on. The disciple stops the pain in the bones, the pain in the tendons, the pain in the flesh, the pain in the skin, and if the pain still stops, the patriarch personally sends an order. I am in a hurry, as urgent as a law.

"Does it still hurt?" Zhang asked.

"Huh?" Zhang Wenrong hadn't come back to his senses yet.

"Do you still have pain?" Zhang asked again.

Zhang Wenrong thought that Zhang Zhaohua was deliberately torturing him at first, but at this time he realized that Zhang Zhaohua was picking up his bones. Now he has been given water again. When the water is poured on the hands, the pain in the broken part is reduced by a point. Zhang Zhaohua watered it several times, and the pain had gone to seventy-seven eighty-eight. Zhang Wenrong held the broken part with his right hand and rubbed it gently, but he didn't feel any pain.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. It doesn't seem to hurt anymore. Zhang Wenrong was really a little shocked. Although I have long heard that the sailor has operated on the bone and relieves the pain. But it was the first time I had experienced it myself.

"Brother Rong, it really doesn't hurt anymore?" Zhang Hangao hurriedly asked.

Zhang Wenrong nodded.

Zhang Jiagen walked over curiously and squeezed it hard.

"Hiss!" Zhang Wenrong frowned and scolded fiercely, "If you pinch it like this, it will hurt even if it doesn't hurt." I'm not in a vegetative state!"

"You'll go clean up the pen later, and sleep here at night. Practice Kung Fu with me tomorrow morning. I just said that you guys, these three-legged cats' kung fu is embarrassing, and I don't believe it. Now believe it, right?" Zhang said disdainfully.

"Called Hua, do you really want to teach us kung fu?" Zhang Jiagen felt that there was a conspiracy in this.

"You want to be beautiful. You won't be able to learn the exercises taught to you by Master Meishanshui. To learn the plum landscape method, it depends on the qualifications. Your qualifications are so poor. Zhang Zhaohua shook her head.

Zhang Wenrong and others are half angry, if they don't teach, they won't teach, why do they use their qualifications to talk about things?

"However, if you behave well, it is not impossible to teach you a little fur. At least it's better than your three-legged cat's kung fu. Zhang Zhaohua said lightly.

Zhang Wenrong was stimulated again, don't always use the three-legged cat to describe kung fu, is it good? Can you change the adjective?

Zhang Zhaohua got up a little after five o'clock in the morning, a little earlier than the first rooster in the village. When the lights in the garden were turned on, the biggest red rooster in the village jumped onto the stack of wood at home, stretched out his neck and tore his throat and began to sing.

As soon as the lights in the warehouse turned on, Zhang Wenrong and the three kept drilling into the quilt.

"Just like you birds, you still go to do the things that are greedy in the morning and late. Zhang Zhaohua didn't know where to pick up a bamboo branch, and all the leaves on it had fallen off, leaving only countless tiny branches.

Zhang Zhaohua lifted the cup and whipped it directly with a bamboo branch.

"Ah..................h

Zhang Wenrong and the others shouted in unison like a male trio.

"Howl a fart! get up, or I'll just close the door and let the dog go!" Zhang Zhaohua threatened.

"Wangwang......" The leopard barked a few times outside the door very cooperatively.

Zhang Wenrong was completely gone at random, and hurriedly got dressed.

"Hurry up. I'm waiting for you at the plum pile!"

When Zhang Wenrong got dressed and rushed to the plum blossom pile, Zhang Zhaohua was already standing on the pile.

"Whatever I do, you do as well. As long as you do it well, it will definitely be much better than the kung fu of the triangle cat you learned. "Zhang Zhaohua doesn't have the patience of the old Taoist master to explain the technical points of the pile. He was just idle, teaching a few of them a lesson. (To be continued.) )