The interpreter got out of nowhere, looking at Dun En, who had smashed his tires into the wall, and grumbled his teeth.

Just now, he said arrogantly that he was a second-rank martial artist, he was not afraid of the so-called ghost calls, and he punched the huge tires that fell from the sky with great prestige.

The result is now poured and it was directly made into "sandwich biscuits".

The two bodyguards who were born in the protector of the country were not a serious problem.

They just suffered some bruises, Dunn was the worst, absorbing all the impact from the front.

With the yelling of the translator, the 24-hour medical team in the Medical University rushed in.

He Xiaotian watched the scene of everyone working together to pull out the tires and then lift Dunn onto the stretcher, and walked over while whistling, looking like a crowd eating melons.

If this is known, he swept the tire just now.

It will definitely be suspicious, and He Xiaotian is retaliating.

Fortunately, this Youshi visitor is a second-class martial artist.

The body is as strong as an ox, and a rash man just ‘swipe it lightly’.

Otherwise, you don't need to send it to the ward if you pick it up, it can be directly burned in the crematorium.

In the temporarily remodeled ward, the 150th person has either his arm wrapped in a bandage or his thigh.

It was a little bit miserable, and his head was wrapped around.

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

But it hurts, it hurts!

A group of people yelled and yelled, so it was, all day long lifting stone locks.

In terms of resistance to beating and resistance to beating, it is really inferior to He Xiaotian's named disciples.

"Crack!"

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

More than ten students from the Dunn group on both sides of the room were shocked.

Is there such a miserable person among our little friends?

The apprentice who is facing the big muscle tyrant, the shot is too ruthless!

"Brother, how did you offend people and get them beaten into such a ghost?"

It's no wonder that the people in the ward are weird.

It's just a fight, it's not going to beat people to death!

Dunn looked at the curious students in the room, and said angrily.

"Asshole! When you get well, everyone's stone locks will double the weight!!"

But to other people, what he was talking about was gurgling.

"Gudong!"

There seems to be no one except Tang En who can have this kind of accent in the medical university and don't speak human words.

"Teacher... instructor?!"

After a group of people reacted, they were immediately stunned like a wooden chicken. Why are you entangled in a mummy?

Okay, at noon, they said that the little muscular sticks on the opposite side were mummies.

As a result, in the afternoon, his instructor made a mummified man.

Damn it!

The size of the muscle tyrants is really not easy to provoke, and you should go around when you see them in the future.

He Xiaotian never expected that the dirty water would still spill on himself.

Dunn was too walked past, He Damang went back to the playground pretending to be nonchalant.

He waved to the dogleg trio, and said: "I have something to go out. You will watch these little bunnies for me for the time being. Every day I practice, I can't let go. If I come back, I find that they have any slack. I won't punish them. And you three, you have to be more careful. Understand?"

The three nodded their heads, weighed their weapons, everything was clear.

Whoever dared to make it difficult for them, they would take a knife and chop someone.

I didn't dare before, so I could only scare them.

It's different now!

Take a look at these little cuties, one by one cultivating muscle knots.

In addition, "Bronze Statue Gong", as long as the chop is not severe, it will be fine.

The named disciples, who were sweating like rain on the playground, had an inexplicable coolness on their backs.

The three people standing with the master in front of them seem to have horns growing on their heads?

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

Isn't it dazzled?

He Xiaotian left the playground after the explanation, walked to the gate of the University of Medical Sciences, and took a key from the soldier in the reception room.

Walked to the garage and drove out a special SUV.

Now he is one of the two instructors of the scavenger martial arts program, which is somewhat of a bit of authority.

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

Then the special SUV entered into intelligent driving, and He Xiaotian was resting on a slumber.

The harassment of the phone call is obviously a supernatural incident. Maybe Gao Jie's brother died because of this.

If not, why would you call into Gao Jie's phone instead of someone else?

This kid is one of his most optimistic disciples, but he can't die halfway before the wings grow.

If he leaves a teacher, he can't say that He Xiaotian won't care.

After all, he is not the savior.

A certain community in the magic city, 402.

Gao Jie sat tiredly on the sofa in the living room with a sad expression on his face.

Throughout the afternoon, he went to the police station.

According to the site survey, it was an accident.

As a little girl suddenly got out of the crowd, a pickup truck loaded with steel pipes slammed the steering wheel to the left and hit a fire hydrant.

Due to inertia, the steel pipe is shot.

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

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

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

Parents are overwhelmed and unwilling to leave.

Gao Jie was notified in the middle of his practice.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

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

"Hey?"

"..."

"Talk." He was in a bad mood, his voice chilling.

"Fire."

"Dududu...dududu..."

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

"Hey! What do you mean?"

"boom!"

Gao Jie slapped the phone and smashed the phone. Someone called him just after his brother died.

Is this cursing him?

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

Otherwise, you are pretty.

He walked to the bathroom, took off his clothes, and started taking a shower.

Opposite, the rooftop.

Two young men dressed as students are smoking sneakily.

The two were very happy.

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

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

The two of them flung their cigarette butts down, and then returned to the building.

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

In addition, when the cigarette **** 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 house.

By coincidence, it fell on the sofa.

After a while, the flames rose.

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

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

Flames filled the room.