Teacher Xiao Li stared at the sword at his feet, this sword is good
Moreover, under the irradiation of bright light, the blade of the sword can 'ding' to reflect the dazzling light! Just looking at this appearance, it is a peerless sword that blows the hair and breaks the hair.
If you stab it on your body, it will kill you, right? Teacher Li was very worried.
If it's acting, you don't need a real guy, right? Although I heard that some perverted crews will use some real weapons in order to make a real sense, but at least they are not pioneers!
So, teacher Xiao Li quickly shouted: "Wait, little boy, did you misunderstand something? I'm not Xiaobai, and I'm not an actor. If this is a theater, I just accidentally entered the theater, and I don't know. The trick of truth!"
However... if the youth in the t-shirt hadn't been scratched to the 'g' point, bah! If he didn't say the key words, he would not stop to change the plot.
"Xiao Bai, look at the sword!" The young man in the green shirt raised his sword, and in a flash, he moved in front of Teacher Xiao Li, and then saw that he stretched out his hand, the sword light turned into three, and three sword flowers stabbed at Xiao Li. Teacher Lee shoulders, abdomen, and thighs.
Teacher Xiao Li is just an ordinary person, and he can't dodge the swift sword of the youth in the green shirt at all. He was like a wooden man, standing upright to endure the sword of the youth in the green shirt.
Then, blood splattered from his shoulders, abdomen, and thighs...
pain!
Then, teacher Xiao Li fell to the ground as a bachelor, screaming in pain - what is this, what is my grudge against you? What complaints? Just stab me with a sword
Fortunately, the young man in the green shirt just 'let Xiaobai spar with the sword', he didn't kill him, he just used the tip of the sword to pierce his muscles a little, piercing some flesh.
The youth in the green shirt retracted his sword and looked suspiciously at Teacher Li, who was lying on the ground: "Huh? Xiaobai, why don't you hide?"
Shit, I can't even see the sword!
"Woooooo..." Teacher Xiao Li cried aggrievedly. It is said that big boys don't cry easily, but today, Teacher Li didn't know what was going on. He suddenly felt sad and aggrieved, and burst into tears.
Perhaps, because of the influence of the part of the memory that he lost? When you feel like you lost your memory, you seem to have suffered a lot of grievances? So in addition, after being stabbed by someone inexplicably, the sadness can't be suppressed instinctively
Teacher Xiao Li wanted to stop crying, because he felt that he was a big man, crying so sadly, and crying loudly in front of a small child, which was humiliating.
But the more I tried to stop the crying, the louder it became. After a while, tears blurred his eyes, unable to open them.
Seeing him cry so sadly, the youth in the green shirt froze. Then, he hurried to the side of teacher Xiao Li and asked worriedly: "Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, what's the matter with you?"
While speaking, the youth in the green shirt stretched out his fingers again and lightly touched the three bleeding wounds of Teacher Li.
The blood stopped just like that.
"I'm not Xiaobai, I'm not!" Instructor Li choked with tears - I'm Li Xihua, flight instructor Li Xihua!
"Xiao Bai, don't you want to practice swordsmanship?" The young man in the green shirt was 'posted a plot' by Hu, and entered the next plot mode.
"Then I'll teach you something else today, and then we'll try something new tomorrow. Didn't you tell me last time that you want to learn boxing? Can I teach you boxing?" the young man asked aloud.
This plot mode is similar to the plot in which the youth in the green shirt taught Song Shuhang the basics of swordsmanship in the 'real fantasy'.
"I don't want it, I want to go home!" Teacher Xiao Li replied.
However, the young man in the green shirt didn't pay any attention to him at all. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pulled it gently, pulling Teacher Li up from the ground.
"Okay, Xiaobai! This is the basic boxing technique!" Said, the youth in the green shirt started a boxing technique in front of Teacher Xiao Li.
For monks, this is a very common way of building foundation boxing. It was the 'body quenching boxing' that the pharmacist wanted to teach Song Shuhang at first. But later, after the pharmacist accepted the poisonous dragon grass, he changed to teach Song Shuhang 'King Kong Basic Fist'.
After one trip, the young man in the green shirt turned around and looked at Teacher Li: "Remember?"
Teacher Xiao Li is stunned, what, what do you remember
It's not radio gymnastics, you can learn it by watching it once
Even if you broadcast gymnastics, you have to watch it a few times, and then you can learn it after doing it a few times!
"Remember, let's practice boxing, shall we?" The teenage shirt showed a bright smile.
Teacher Xiao Li growled: "What, I don't remember it at all!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the young man in the green shirt descended the mountain like a tiger, swooped in front of him, and punched him in the head.
Teacher Xiao Li could only feel the darkness in front of him... He fainted to the ground with ease, not awake.
However, even though he fainted to the ground, the young man in the green shirt didn't want to let him go.
The fists fell like raindrops, mercilessly whipping the corpse. Just like what happened to Jing Mo's 'doll substitute'.
Fortunately, this time, the youth in the green shirt changed to practice boxing. If it is a sword... Teacher Li has been stabbed into a honeycomb.
Instructor Li, who was in a daze, kept making a painful muffled sound, and his body was rolled into a skin-like shrimp shape in pain.
So painful, so painful, is this hell
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I don't know how long it took, Song Shuhang woke up from the dizziness.
"Fizz..." As soon as he woke up, he found himself in burning pain.
"Shuhang, you are awake." Beside him, Senior White was reaching out and pressing on him, and a pure spiritual power was input into Shuhang's body.
Song Shuhang felt that the pain and injuries on his body healed quickly under the influence of spiritual power.
Senior White, finally finished the retreat! Tears welled up in his heart.
"Shuhang, what happened when I was in retreat? Why did you feel like you were struck by lightning? When I found you, you were all charred?" Senior Bai asked with a frown.
"Nothing, nothing! It's just my own whim, I inserted my finger into the power plug, and I got an electric shock." Song Shuhang told a white lie...
"Is that so?" Senior Bai was dubious, and then he asked again: "What happened to Teacher Li over there? When I found him just now, he was seriously injured and was beaten so badly that he was about to die at any time. It looks like it. Fortunately, I found it in time and gave him treatment first."
Song Shuhang sighed, Teacher Xiao Li did not escape this disaster after all? Then, Shuhang said with a sigh: "Oh, this is because Teacher Xiao Li was rescued from Lao Mei by the subordinates of True Monarch Huangshan. It's pitiful to say, he must have suffered a lot from Lao Mei. It's all my fault, I dragged the wrong person, causing Teacher Li to suffer so much."
Senior White nodded suspiciously again.
"By the way, Senior Bai, when Zhenjun Huangshan's subordinates sent Teacher Xiao Li over, they said that something went wrong with Teacher Xiao Li's memory clearance, and they did not clear Teacher Xiao Li's memory at 'Lao Mei'. So, I want to ask Senior Bai to take action and delete Teacher Li's memory again, so as not to leave traces." Song Shuhang recalled the words of Senior Brother Zhou Li and said.
Senior Bai nodded and said, "I'll try it. Actually, I'm not very good at deleting memories."
Moreover, deleting a person's memory several times in a short period of time will cause some unavoidable damage to his own brain.
While speaking, Venerable Bai came to Teacher Li's side and put his hand on his head.
The spell to clear the memory was cast again, and the memory of Mr. Li was re-deleted to the moment when he met two local tyrant students on July 9th.
"It's done, but... the previous memory was deleted incompletely, and there may be some memory fragments left. But there should be no problem." Senior Bai clapped his hands and replied.
"Then will he suddenly remember the contents of these memory fragments one day?" Song Shuhang asked worriedly. He was afraid that Teacher Li would suddenly remember the memory of being abused by Lao Mei, and then he would be in pain.
"As long as you don't get stimulated, you shouldn't remember it." Senior Bai was also not sure, because clearing memory is really not his good spell.
"Forget it, I hope he can live happily in the future." Song Shuhang secretly said in his heart.
The experience of the past few days must have been terrible for Teacher Li.
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In the morning, 9:23.
Senior Bai piloted the flying sword and flew to the 'underground parking lot' in the Jiangnan area with Song Shuhang, Teacher Xiao Li and some suitcases.
A few days ago, the agent of True Monarch Yellow Mountain called and said that all the cars had arrived, and Song Shuhang would take the time to come and verify.
Today, Shuhang was going to go back to Wenzhou City with Senior White, so he called the agent and asked him to come over, complete the verification, and sign the contract.
There are 31 cars in this batch. Like the previous trip, they have various brands, various prices, and various styles.
Like last time, all the cars here are registered under Song Shuhang's name. Song Shuhang's name was registered on the vehicle license.
Song Shuhang's eyes patrolled the parking lot. Most of the cars on the second trip were mostly luxury cars, and he saw several sports cars.
Wait a minute, it looks like there's something weird mixed in with this batch of cars!
Song Shuhang stared at three prominent vehicles in the pile of luxury cars. They were big and wild in shape - a tractor, a small excavator, and a bulldozer...
"These three cars were also sent to us by Mr. Huang Wenzhong?" Song Shuhang said sweatily.
"Yes, it's all ordered by Mr. Huang Wenzhong." The agent wiped the sweat from his forehead—to be honest, when he first saw the tractor, excavator and bulldozer on the contract, he was stunned.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Song Shuhang sighed, and finally signed his name on the contract.
The agent smiled brightly—this time, several million were credited.
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After the agent of True Monarch Yellow Mountain left, Song Shuhang stretched his back: "Senior Bai, let's choose a car to drive to Wenzhou City. By the way, we have to send Teacher Li back to the aviation school first!"