Chapter 124

"You... Cheat!" Su Rui, curled up in pain and unable to get up, points to Wang Yong and scolds.

"If a master makes a blunder, it's a thousand miles away. There's no saying that he's not cheating. It seems that the teacher who taught you dachengquan didn't teach you that. " Wang Yong, holding Su Rui's dagger in his hand, said.

"Don't be proud, boy! I'll call the police right away. I think the police will come. Can you be so arrogant? "

"Call the police? I really want to. I think you must have figured out how to explain to the police that San Shuan Lun will appear here, why this wretched old man appears here, and why he hasn't even mentioned his pants. And there's my blood and your fingerprints on this dagger. You have to explain that Wang Yong said faintly.

When Wang Yong said it, Su Rui said it. No matter which of those things is discovered by Lei Zi, it will become a big evidence of crime. If not, I'll have to go in and squat for a while.

Suri didn't want to go in, so he struggled to get up and run.

"Wait a minute." Wang Yong suddenly stopped him.

"If we have to forgive others, we are all fishing for food. Why kill them all?" Su Rui turns his head, looks at Wang Yong resentfully and says.

"First of all, I'm not like you. I'm just a teacher, not a quack. So that won't work for me. Second, I didn't want to kill you and get rid of the goods. If you want to attack Su Yan in the future, don't blame me for not reminding you in advance. This dagger is the end

Wang Yong said in a cold voice, and suddenly took his hand. The dagger in Wang Yong's hand flew out.

It was like the wings of a helicopter, whistling in the air.

When he was about to approach Su Rui, the whole dagger suddenly snapped, broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

"What?" Suri looked at the scene, stunned.

As a great fighter, he certainly knows what it means.

In Chinese martial arts, there are many kinds of strength, such as elbow strength, inch strength, twining strength, flicking strength, sinking strength and so on. And these forces generally represent a national skill. For example, Yongchun is a typical boxing method of Cunjin, while twining force comes from Taiji.

It's hard to practice all these strengths well.

But once you've done it well, you can blend it into a whole force. That's great.

"It's hard to shake and wind, and it's natural to breathe in and out the ups and downs; If you want to have a deep Qi, you should be pure in skill. If you want to destroy it, you will be scared by gods and ghosts. "This sentence is to say that this kind of energy is so powerful that all gods and ghosts are afraid.

Wang Yonggang just threw out the dagger. It didn't matter, but the dagger broke in mid air. It was only by combining several kinds of strength that he could do it.

Su Rui has only seen such means in his master. My master, what's that? Eight years ago, he was a famous Dacheng boxing expert in East China! That is to say, no one knows that he has chosen to live in seclusion in Tiantai.

But Su Rui has no doubt that Shifu's skill is higher now than eight years ago.

"How can this guy be so good? Is he really just a teacher Suri's heart is thumping.

He wanted to drag away Li Deli, but he didn't listen to his steps, and some of them couldn't walk.

Wang Yong sees through Su Rui's state, hums and kicks Li Deli away.

Poof, Ridley's body flew up and down with a soft, soft sound. This makes Su Rui conclude that Wang Yong is a great master.

"After... There will be... Period!" Suri grabs lidley by the collar and says goodbye. I can't even speak fast.

"Go away!" Wang Yong's tongue burst into thunder and roared in this narrow space.

The next second, Suri and Li Deli disappeared in a hurry at the corner of the stairs.

Has been watching Su Rui out of the community, awe inspiring Wang Yongcai suddenly a soft body, fell to sit on the bed.

Just now, he tried to frighten Su Rui and hurt his back. If Su Rui sees Wang Yong's back, he will find that Wang Yong's whole back has been dyed red with blood.

Su Rui's knife is extremely cruel. You don't have to touch Wang Yong. The edge of the knife is at least three centimeters down. Such a deep wound, if you do not go to the hospital will be very difficult to deal with. But go to the hospital, the doctor will ask the cause of injury, produce unnecessary trouble, and even call the police.

In that case, I'm afraid Wang Yong can't be good at hurting Li Deli and Su Rui.

What's more, it is not recommended to go to the hospital in case of injury in the code of operation for secret agents in case of future trouble.

"Who are you?" At this time, but listen to a sound, coma Su smoke slowly opened his eyes, speak.

She first saw a strange man sitting by her side, and then came across a large pool of blood flowing freely on the man's back.

The picture was startling. She screamed and jumped up from the bed.

"Help Su Yan yelled and ran out. It's just that the power of the medicine has just subsided. How can it stand such a fierce run?

Putong fell to the ground with a sound, looked back in horror, and his face faded.

"Don't be afraid, it's me, Wang Yong." Wang Yong said in a deep voice.

"Wang Yong?" At this time, Su Yan saw that the man was Wang Yong.

Then he recalled that he had been drugged by Surui before, and he was unconscious. Is it hard to be yourself?

Thinking, Su Yan quickly looked down at himself, saw the torn skirt with the skirt, can't help but suddenly change color.

"Don't think about it. You're OK. I came just in time to knock that bastard out. " Wang Yong said in a low voice.

"You saved me? Yes, I remember. I dialed a number before I fainted. The nearest number in the call log is your number, so I dialed to you. Thank you, Wang Yong! " Su Yan took a long breath and said with sincere thanks.

"No... you're welcome." Wang Yong waved his hand and said, but when he finished, his body shook violently and almost fell over.

"What's the matter with you? Blood, a lot of blood on your back! Are you hurt? " Su Yan finally realizes that Wang Yong is hurt.

"No, it's in the way. Do me a favor. Is there a beauty salon nearby? " Wang Yong asked.

"There is one." Su Yan nodded.

"You go downstairs to the beauty salon to buy a set of beauty sewing stitches with them, and buy a bottle of high value Baijiu by the way. Be quick. "

"Well, I'll be right back! Hold on At the critical moment, Su Yan didn't hesitate at all. He picked up his wallet from the sofa and rushed downstairs.

Wang Yong is pale sitting on the edge of the bed, reduce the heartbeat, let the body into a relatively static state. It's like hibernating animals, which can save energy to the greatest extent and reduce the amount of back bleeding.

More than ten minutes later, just listen to the sound of pedaling. With a short gasp, Su Yan appears at the door.

Her whole face was full of sweat, her hair was cluttered on her forehead, and her high heels were lost. It can be seen how crazy she ran all the way.

"Bought... Bought it!" Su Yan is carrying a bag of things in his hand, and is out of breath.

Wang Yong took it and took a look.

Yes, it's a special suture for beauty. The protein suture is more advanced than the catgut used in the hospital, which can maximize the avoidance of scar.

Of course, Wang Yong is not for beauty. But because this kind of thing is bought in the beauty salon, it won't cause suspicion, and it won't be found by people who want to.

This is the characteristic of a career. You should choose the one with the least risk in everything you do.

Sniff, Wang Yong unscrewed the bottle of high wine, Shunyi Erguotou, 65 degrees, really high enough.

Wang Yong's eyes sparked when he lifted his coat.

"You come!" Wang Yong hands the wine to Su Yan.

Su Yan looked at Wang Yong in amazement, some at a loss.

"Come on Wang Yong said in an imperative tone.

"Oh." Su smoke rushed to the Baijiu and looked at the wound on the back of Wang Yong. His body began to tremble.

But Wang Yong didn't care at all. He reached for the quilt, rolled it into a tube and put it between the upper and lower teeth.

Then he raised his head and motioned for Su Yan to start.

Su Yan's hand holding the wine bottle trembles inexplicably, aiming at the wound for a long time.

WOW!

A bottle of wine poured out of the bottle and poured into the wound.

The muscle of eversion was stimulated to contract intensely, Wang Yong's eyes tightened, the bedding was bitten through, and the big sweat drops dropped from Wang Yong's forehead.

Pain, heartbreaking pain. Pain to rigid, such as Wang Yong, but also can not help shaking the body, almost spasmodic.

But even so, Wang Yong still did not say a word, let the burning wine wash on the wound, the flesh and blood gradually turned white.

Su Yan looks at all this in horror, and suddenly wants to cry. She didn't know what kind of pain Wang Yong was suffering, but she knew that pain was born of her own.

If not for himself, Wang Yong would not have been hurt at all.

The slender fingertips touch Wang Yong's skin, and Su Yan can't help but shed a tear.

Liquor burns not only people, but also the heart.