Juvenile Medical God

Taxi in Anrong City is not good, even at night.

If it is in peacetime, Qin Lang does not mind being taken first, but the key is that he just received a phone call from Tao Ruoxiang. It seems that this beautiful teacher is drinking too much wine. It should be when she is psychologically vulnerable. It is an excellent opportunity for Qin Lang. How can he miss the opportunity in vain?

Unfortunately, Qin Lang cut off the taxi, and the mobile phone is getting ready to get on the bus. It was actually robbed. How can this be done? Therefore, just at the moment when the other party closed the door, Qin Lang pulled out the door and said to the person inside the car: "Trouble you to let it go, this is the car I stopped."

"But we get on the train before you! So, weird you blame yourself for slow movements, hands and feet!" There was an arrogant voice inside, "Driver - drive!"

"Young man, forget it, you wait for the next one." The taxi master is a middle-aged man. He saw two men and one woman in the car are mixed, and Qin Lang should be a student. That will definitely suffer.

"I don't hear it! Let go of your hand, or else it will be cruel!" The woman inside the taxi was not to be outdone, and screamed at Qin Lang with great arrogance.

"It seems that there is really no way to make sense in this year." Qin Lang said to himself, then straight into the hand, screwed out a pair of mixed men and women sitting in the back row, and then threw them into the road. Next to the trash can.

The mixed-race who was sitting in the co-pilot position saw Qin Lang as a monk, and he did not say anything and took the initiative to get off.

The driver pressed the price list and started the car. He asked Qin Lang: "Master, where are you going?"

"Oh, I am not a master - go to the night beer street in the south of the city." Qin Langdao.

"Okay." The taxi master should have a voice. Maybe his gossip spirit had already started. He actually asked again, "Brother, where is your kung fu practicing?"

"I went to Lushan, went to Wudang, and finally graduated in New Oriental." Qin Lang laughed.

The taxi driver knows that Qin Lang is joking, hehe smiled: "Young man, I have no other meaning, just seeing that your kung fu is very good, actually you can screw people up and throw away one hand, let me admire! But, say If you don’t like to listen, although our Chinese kung fu is still quite bullish, it’s forced, but it’s that those of you who are kung fu always like to hide and squat. As a result, Chinese Kung Fu has already fallen in the world, and sometimes even It will also be played by the boxers of other countries."

“This is your understanding of Chinese martial arts?”

Anyway, it will take a while to reach the destination. Qin Lang doesn't mind talking to the master. "If your son's kindergarten or primary school holds a sports meeting, even if you don't restrict adults, you are willing to race with a group of children. And won the game?"

"That won't be."

"The same is true for martial arts." Qin Lang said, "For a real martial arts master, performing on the stage and on the boxing ring is like racing against a group of children, even if it wins, it doesn't mean anything. Do you think that winning or losing on the stage and on the boxing really represents the level of a national martial arts? Didn’t you think about it, now that you control the winning and losing of the boxing, it’s the level of both sides, but the back of the boxing ring. Bookmakers and casinos. Your patriotic feelings are all factors they use."

"My grass! Listen to you saying this, it's really like this! Just like the current stupid football, the people we watched were shouting, and the whole story was full of **** and gambling!" The driver's uncle was filled with indignation.

"Yes. So, masters generally don't show off in front of people, and they don't like to show off." Qin Lang said, "And the real masters will only fight for true national honor, not for those who control the boxing. The profiteer makes money."

"Oh, I can't see you getting so deep in your youth." The driver's uncle admire, "So, you are a real master?"

"Not counting."

"why?"

"If I am a real master, I don't have to take your taxi."

"Ha ha!~"

"..."

I talked with the taxi driver very much, but when Tao Lang saw Tao Ruoxiang, this woman was full of clouds. However, the worst scene that Qin Lang had encountered did not appear, so when he saw Tao Ruoxiang, he actually laughed without heart.

Tao Ruoxiang saw Qin Lang sitting next to him and laughing. His heart was unknown. "I said Qin Lang, you should change your name."

"what name?"

"You should call 'Qin beast'!" Tao Ruoxiang said, "You haven't seen Tao Wei's bleak look now, you can still laugh, and build your happiness on the pain of others. You are not a beast. What about behavior?"

"Oh... I will build my own happiness on the pain of others. I will definitely not do this kind of animal behavior; but if it is another kind of animal behavior, I am willing to do it."

Qin Lang said as he politely poured a cold beer on himself. "If I want to be a beast, I must do something that makes me happy and happy."

Tao Ruoxiang hesitated for a moment, spit out a word in his mouth: "Shameless!"

"Tao, don't be angry. In fact, the reason why I just laughed, I don't like to watch your hair, but my heart sighs and fortunately, I am fortunate that the scene I worried about did not happen." It seems that Qin Lang will again A bone was thrown to the fire spirit snow fox. Although Xu Yibei and Luobin, they regard this fire spirit snow fox as a precious pet, but Qin Lang can treat no matter how much, a "fox dog" is just a dog.

Tao Ruoxiang had a heart for a while, so he didn't care about Qin Lang's pet and asked: "What scene did you happen to survive?"

"It's how you get drunk and gibberish." Qin Lang took a sip of wine and picked up a bunch of ribs to eat.

Here is a beer street by the river. The business is very good in the summer evening, and the voice is full of people. In fact, this place does not have to worry about being eavesdropped by others because it is really noisy.

"Do you like to see me drunk and gibberish?" Tao Ruoxiang took a look at Qin Lang.

"On the contrary, because if you become like that, it means that you have experienced emotions, your feelings have been hurt, and you have become a woman who is full of alcohol and grievances, and I will unfortunately become a spare tire for your confession. ""

"Ha..." Hearing this, Tao Ruoxiang couldn’t help but smile. "You are quite good at saying this. Many women will only get drunk and gibberish when they change, and the role of the spare tire will appear. Come out. Spare, oh, are you not very confident, are you still worried about making a spare tire?"

"No way, Tao Shu is so beautiful, I am willing to be a spare tire. In fact, there is nothing to do a spare tire, and it is more painful than being a spare tire."

“Is there more pain than a spare tire?”

"of course."

"What is it?"

"jack."