I Can See the Experience Value

The translator came out from nowhere, and looked at Tang En, who smashed his tires into the wall, and sucked his teeth.

Just now he said proudly that he is a second-rank martial artist, not afraid of the so-called ghost calls, and he punched the huge tire falling from the sky with a majestic punch.

It turned out to be good now, and it was directly made into a 'sandwich biscuit'.

The two bodyguards from the Protector of the Country were fine.

They just suffered some bruises, and Tang En was the worst, absorbing all the impact from the front.

Following the shout of the interpreter, the 24-hour medical team in the Medical University arrived quickly.

He Xiaotian watched the scene where everyone worked together to dig out the tire, and then carried Tang En onto the stretcher. He whistled and walked over, looking like a crowd eating melons.

If people knew this, he swept the tire just now.

It will definitely make people suspect that He Xiaotian is retaliating.

Fortunately, this visitor from the secluded world is a second-rank martial artist.

The body is as strong as an ox, and some reckless man just 'sweeps lightly'.

Otherwise, you don't have to send it to the ward when you dig it out, and you can send it directly to the crematorium for incineration.

In the temporarily remodeled ward, one hundred and fifty people either had bandages on their arms or their thighs.

A little bit worse, with a circle around his head.

Although the medical facilities here are complete, the nurses are as beautiful as flowers.

But it should hurt, it still hurts!

A group of people yelled ouch, so to speak, they just held up the stone locks all day long.

In terms of resistance to beating and resistance to beating, they are really not as good as He Xiaotian's registered disciples.

"Squeal!"

A hospital bed was pushed into the ward by the nurse, and the person on the bed was covered with bandages, only two eyes were exposed.

On both sides of the room, more than ten students from Tang En's group,

Immediately stunned.

Among our little friends, is there such a miserable person?

The big muscle master's apprentice on the opposite side, the shot was too ruthless!

"Brother, how did you offend someone and let him beat you like this?"

No wonder the people in the ward were surprised, it was a dispute of words between everyone.

It's just a fight, it's not enough to beat someone to death!

Tang En looked at the students in the room with curious faces and uttered angrily.

"Bastard! When you recover from your injuries, everyone's stone locks will double in weight!!"

But to other people, what he said was all gibberish.

"Gudong!"

It seems that there is no one in the medical university who can have this kind of accent and does not speak human language, except Tang En.

"Teach... the instructor?!"

After a group of people reacted, they were stunned immediately. Why are you entangled into a mummy?

Well, at noon, the little muscle sticks on the opposite side are the mummy army.

As a result, in the afternoon, my instructor had someone make a mummy.

Fuck!

Big and small muscle bullies are really not easy to mess with, so let's go around when you see them in the future.

He Xiaotian never expected that the dirty water would still be splashed on him.

Tang En was passed by, and He Damang returned to the playground pretending to be nonchalant.

He waved to the dog-legged trio, and ordered: "I have something to do, and you can take care of these little bastards for me for the time being. I can't let go of my daily practice. If I find any slack in them when I come back, I won't punish them. And you three, just be careful. Understand?"

The three of them nodded, weighed their respective weapons, and said nothing.

Whoever dares to make it difficult for them, they will kill anyone with a knife.

I didn't dare to do it before, so I could only use scaring.

It's different now!

Take a look at these little cuties, each one of them has twitched muscles.

In addition to the "Bronze Statue Technique", as long as the chopping is not too hard, it will be fine.

The unnamed disciples who were sweating profusely on the playground felt an inexplicable chill on their backs.

The three people standing with Master in front seem to have horns growing on their heads?

Wait, why did the weapon in his hand become a devil's fork?

It can't be dazzled!

After He Xiaotian explained, he left the playground, walked to the gate of the Medical University, and took a key from the soldier in the reception room.

Go to the garage and drive out a special SUV.

Now he is one of the two instructors of the Scavenger Martial Arts Program, so he has some rights.

In the search system in the car, Gao Jie's home was found and set as the destination.

Then the special SUV entered the intelligent driving, and He Xiaotian took a nap.

The harassing phone calls are obviously a supernatural event, maybe Gao Jie's younger brother died because of this reason.

If not, why did they log into Gao Jie's cell phone instead of other people?

This kid is one of his most promising disciples, and he can't die halfway before his wings grow.

If he becomes a teacher, maybe He Xiaotian won't take care of it.

After all, he is not the savior.

A community in Shanghai, 402.

Gao Jie sat wearily on the sofa in the living room with a sad face.

All afternoon, he went to the police station.

According to the site survey, it was an accident.

Because a little girl suddenly got out of the crowd, a pickup truck full of steel pipes swerved sharply to the left and hit a fire hydrant.

Due to inertia, the steel pipe shoots out.

Gao Chunpeng turned his head, inserted into the eye socket, and died on the spot.

After completing the claim procedures at the police station, it was already dark.

Tomorrow, I will contact the funeral home to organize a funeral for my brother.

The parents were too sad and never wanted to leave.

Gao Jie was notified in the middle of his practice, and he was exhausted physically and mentally after a lot of tossing, so he went home to rest first.

"Ring ring ring..."

The phone in the living room rang, and he picked it up without thinking too much.

"Hey?"

"..."

"Speak." He was in a bad mood, his voice was cold.

"Fire."

"Beep beep beep beep beep beep..."

After uttering two words on the other side, he hung up the phone.

"Hello! What do you mean?"

"boom!"

Gao Jie smashed the phone with a slap, and someone called him about the fire as soon as his younger brother died.

Is this cursing him?

Bastard, don't let me know who you are!

Otherwise, there are you who look good.

He went to the bathroom, undressed, and began to shower.

Opposite, rooftop.

Two young men dressed as students were secretly smoking.

The two swallowed clouds and smoke, very happy.

If this appearance is bumped into by the parents, it will definitely be a violent beating.

After Gao Jie walked into the bathroom, they also finished smoking a cigarette.

The two threw the cigarette butts down casually, and then returned to the building.

Since it is summer, almost no one closes the windows.

In addition, when the cigarette butt fell, a strange wind blew.

Two cigarette butts with a surface temperature of 300 degrees and a core temperature of 700-800 degrees were blown into Gao Jie's home.

Fortunately, it landed on the sofa.

After a while, flames rose up.

A trace of smoke did not float towards the bathroom, but was drawn out by the strong wind outside the room.

When Gao Jie came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

Flames filled the room.