Chapter 582

"Martial uncle, your words are becoming more and more unskillful. When I first met you, it seemed that you didn't speak like this. Do you need to find someone to have a look?" Su Lao looks at juechen.

Juechen cocked his legs and bowed his waist and said, "no, no, no one else can

Mr. Su is really uncomfortable. Zuo Quanfeng and Tong Guan are in front of juechen, holding their knees with both hands, looking at their eyes, nose and heart, just like a junior.

"Uncle, uncle, how is his old man now? It's 120 years old, isn't it? " Su asked tentatively, saying goodbye to Taoist priest. He just said it to his master, but he never saw it. He only knew that he was in the same vein with his grandmaster.

"I don't know. There's nothing to look at Juechen stood up and went to the chessboard. He reached for the chessboard and put it into his pocket. He said, "nephew, you're too wasteful. Don't do that next time. This time, we'll confiscate it."

With a wry smile, Su said, "martial uncle, if you are short of money, you can tell me if you have more. It's still feasible to support you." Juechen didn't know how high his kung fu was. He only knew that his master didn't have ten moves in his hands when he was at the peak of his time! And now he's not even as good as when his master was the worst. If there is such a master around, it is not easy to do things.

"No, this time - I'm just playing around, I can't say for a while - I'll leave." Juechen said, seeing the picture of Tang Yin, he took it off and said, "nephew, this is a fake. I've seen the real one in laobudie." He rolled up the scroll and stuffed it into the broken pocket. The painting was a little big, revealing half of it.

As soon as Su saw it, he said that he couldn't stay here any longer. Although the painting was a fake, it had to be at least a million, and it was priceless. Maybe I'll see something later, but it's not worthwhile to take it away. "Martial uncle, don't you want to drink? I have some good peach blossom syrup. Let's have a drink together

Juechen's nose trembled and said yes. He followed the crowd and Zou Huashang down the stairs. When I was going out, I even pulled down the handle of the gold-plated door and put one in my pocket.

Mr. Su said that he regretted the banquet for this old psycho.

The efficacy of black ointment was better than that of others, but the next day Duan Hong's wound was covered with blood scab, and he came to himself. Because of the injury on his back, he had to wear it on his stomach, and his spirit was still a little weak.

After another day, the blood scab on the wound became deeper, and there was a slight peeling. Duan Hong's internal Qi recovered to the peak, and his mental state was extremely good. He got up in the morning and couldn't bear it. Had to call Han Luo to help him go to the toilet, in the toilet with Han Luo's small mouth to release a good.

He was comfortable, and Han Luo felt sick. The thing was sticky and shot in his mouth. Several women saw them for a long time. When they came back, they saw Han Luo's face turned red. They couldn't help thinking of anything and didn't touch it. It was the same for everyone.

During this period, Yan Kuo and Yan Xiaowen both learned about Duan Hong's injury and came to visit him. Yan Kuo was in poor spirits, with sunken eyes, protruding cheekbones, and pale face. Susan's incident was still a big blow to him.

When Yan Xiaowen came, Duan Hong was still in a coma. That day, when Ruth said Duan Hong was awake, he immediately asked Lao Liu to drive over. He said hello to Su Lao and went directly to Duan Hong's room.

At the moment, Duan Hong is lying on his face, and Han Luo is filling his mouth with the dripping grapes in his hand.

"Brother Yan? Oh, sit fast. I'm not comfortable and can't meet you. Please forgive me Duan Hong's mouth is full of grapes and he can't speak clearly.

Yan Xiaowen said with concern: "brother Duan, how is your wound?"

Duan Hong saw his eyes flickering and said to Han Luo, "Xiao Luo, you go out first. I'll have a chat with brother Yan." After hanlo was removed, there were only four people left in the room. Yan Xiaowen, Lao Liu, Tian Xuan and Duan Hong close the door.

Duan Hong got up and stretched out comfortably. He didn't move for a long time. There was a clacking sound at his joints. The sound was very strong. There was no sign that the injury had just healed.

"Brother Duan, what are you doing?" Yan Xiaowen looks at Duan Hong in surprise. When he came the afternoon before yesterday, Duan Hong was still in a coma. Today he recovered. Is this a monster? Well, he's an abnormal psychopath. It's normal for him to do this.

Because of his fierce temper and four years of wine and medicine training, Duan Hong has a strong self-healing ability. With the magical effect of black jade ointment, in three days, only one day, the wound healed. After three days, the blood scab gradually separated and new flesh grew.

Duan Hong kicked his leg, waved his fist and said, "don't look at me like a monster. My wound is not completely healed. I can't make big moves. The wound will crack."

"Oh, the challenge of Pirlo -" Yan Xiaowen looks at Duan Hong.

"Is it useless to get rid of the opponent's information?" Duan Hong asked.

Lao Liu takes out a pile of thick documents and hands them to Duan Hong.

"I'll go. How can I be a nigger again? This guy's name is so loud, it's Rooney! Are you British? " Duan Hong looks at a black boxer on the cover of the materials. He shows his fierce eyes, bares his upper body, and shows his muscles like steel bones. His hands are wrapped with a guard belt, making provocative moves.

Yan Xiaowen nodded and said: "yes, this guy's name is Holyfield Rooney Crowe. His name is a bit long. They are used to calling him Rooney, the ultimate killer. He has the same name as a football star. His father is black in the United States and his mother is English. He is a half breed."“ Mixed race of foreigners? It's interesting. " Duan Hong looked through the thick documents, which recorded the life of Rooney from childhood to adulthood. Even when he was a child, he began to wear underwear, and when he had a relationship with a girl, he wrote very carefully, which can be published as a set of biographies. Old six leaned over and said: "boss Duan, this man is not simple. It's his first time to appear. He has no record in the past, and no one knows his skills. Pirlo's secret work is very good, and nothing can be found out. Although he and magic oak are both from Siberian training camp, the situation is different." Duan Hong was stunned and said, "what did you say? Is he from Siberian training camp? " Old six nodded. Duan Hong laughed and said, "it's interesting. It seems that I really don't need to do it this time." Yan Xiaowen was puzzled: "brother Duan, you can't be careless. Oak was playing the sign of Siberian training camp. Later I learned that this guy didn't even know that Siberian training camp was there. There were no more than five fighters in Siberian training camp every year, and each of them could be a hundred, And once you come out, you will be taken away by some old European families. It's very difficult for you to come out with a black fist master. Brother Duan, I believe if you are in the best condition, you can deal with him more than enough, but now - how about I push it to the 1st of next month? " Duan Hong said with a smile, "brother Yan, don't worry. I'll call you first." He took out his cell phone and dialed the fat man of the field training camp in the sea“ Hello! Hong, I heard you went to make a movie? The weather in South Island should be beautiful, right? Is it true that the guy with wax gourd comes back and says that the sky is full of seafood and bikini? I think it is necessary for the members of the training camp to go to the South Island for a training, and I will lead the team. By the way, do you have any good-looking stars to introduce? " The voice of fat man's licentiousness came. As Duan Hong opened the voice, Yan Xiaowen three people can hear clearly“ Fat man, don't talk nonsense. Now I'm no longer in South Island. In Shanghai, after the training, I'll talk about it. I'll definitely introduce it to you later. Is Zhu Shan's injury healed? How is the hotel? " At this time, Zhu Shan's honest voice came from the phone: "brother Hong, I'm well, and now the sea is peaceful. As for the safety of the hotel, you can rest assured that there is a group of brothers on duty every day. Uncle and aunt are very good. When will brother Hong come back?" It seems that when Zhu Shan stayed with fat man and heard his familiar voice, Duan Hong's nose was sour. When Zhu Shan needed him most, he ran to the South Island to eat seafood and watch bikini. He must be suffering from illness. This will hurt well, immediately tell yourself the situation in the sea, thinking about their own back, which makes Duan Hong feel guilty“ Zhu Shan, there are some things I can't leave here. Well, let the fat man listen to me first. "“ Hello, Hong? What can I do for you? " Duan Hong said: "do you know Rooney in Siberia training camp?" The fat man pondered for five seconds, and then said coldly, "I know. I remember that hollyfield Rooney Crowe, who is known as the ultimate killer, was my junior combat instructor. There is no difference between treating members of training camp and pigs. Typical cold faced person, what do you ask him to do Duan Hong did not answer, and asked: "if you against him, can have some chances of winning."“ Not a cent! His fighting skills were ranked in the top five among the 30 instructors in the training camp. He was disabled in all limbs. Later, through surgery and technology, he transplanted the hardest diamond alloy! The weight of the fist reached a terrible five tons, that is 10000 Jin. This is the test result after he was hungry for two days. "“ So powerful? " Duan Hong was a little surprised. The weight of his fist had not been tested. It was not only strength but also hardness that could break the iron gate“ Yes, is the title of the ultimate murderer arbitrary? However, these are the data when I first entered the training camp. Now it has been more than five years. He is in his thirties and his state has passed the peak. It is estimated that there will be a decline Duan Hong pondered for a moment and said, "fat man, if you fight with him in Shura arena, can you win?" The fat man's deep breath came from the other end of the phone“ If I had just entered the training camp, it would have been like hitting a stone with an egg. Now - he's down, I'm up, plus all these years of training, there should be a three-point chance of winning Fat man some conservative said, deal with the instructor who used to teach his fight, he was a little weak.