Chapter 197

Lan Ling's notebook was first placed in the bedroom, Yang Ming prepared for the 11th holiday and then find a time to give her. Because there are more important things to do now.

Yang Ming took a look at the time, almost to go to Fangtian there. Yang Ming’s heart is full of excitement and embarrassment. The king of the killer, how shocking and powerful!

Today, Yang Ming did not drive, but instead took the subway to the shanty town. It’s not because Yang Ming doesn’t want to drive, but he is afraid that driving out every night will cause Zhang Bin’s suspicion.

Therefore, Yang Ming decided to look for an opportunity to buy a car as soon as possible, otherwise it is not convenient to travel.

When I came to Fang Tianjia, Dong Jun had already arrived. When I saw Yang Ming, I smiled at him and nodded. "Two brothers, you are here."

"The second division?" Yang Ming, Khan: "You are a bit ambiguous in this name, like a pig?"

"Hah, you really associate." Dong Jun smiled and said: "Master has been waiting for you in the house."

"Okay, I didn't expect that you are actually an apprentice of the old man!" Yang Ming smiled.

“Fang Laotou?” Dong Jun said: “How do you feel so disrespectful to Master?”

"It's no problem, I am used to it." Dong Jun’s voice just fell, and he heard Fang Tian’s hearty voice: “Yang Ming, you can’t respect me, but you can’t be disrespectful to your grandfather. Your apprenticeship is my The ceremony of collecting the mountain. The king of the killer representing the older generation has retired, and the new generation of the king of the killer was born."

"So formal?" Yang Ming did not expect such one-on-one teachings to have so many rules, but still very obediently said: "Okay, I know."

In Fang Tian’s cabin, everything was ready. On the old Eight Immortals table, there was a incense case with a portrait on it. The curtains in the house have already been pulled up. Fang Tian said to Yang Ming: "Yang Ming, come over."

Yang Ming saw that the atmosphere was very solemn, and did not dare to have the slightest scorn. He walked up and followed the instructions of Fang Tian.

"Your Majesty." Fang Tian pointed to a small futon below the incense case. Yang Ming quickly slammed down. After a long time, I heard Fang Tian slowly said: "The grandfather is on, the fourth generation of the killer, Fang Tian, ​​from today, the golden basin washes hands and passes the clothes to Yang Ming. He will become the fifth generation killer. s King."

After that, Fang Tian said after a deep sigh of relief, said to Yang Ming: "Taro three times."

Yang Mingyi slammed three heads.

"Okay, yes." Fang Tian nodded and let Yang Ming stand up.

Yang Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the program is not very cumbersome.

"In the future, I will call my master, Master Dong Jun." Fang Tian said faintly: "Of course, if you are not used to it, it doesn't matter if you call me the old man. The name is just a name. After you become a qualified killer, you will There will be many different names to match and cover up your identity."

Next, Fang Tian began to teach Yang Ming something, and Dong Jun naturally avoided it. Although Dong Jun is also a disciple of Fang Tian in name, the king of the killer can only have one descendant.

After Dong Jun left, Fang Tiancai said faintly: "Let me see your strength, hit me."

"Hey?" Yang Ming did not dare to say anything, but when it comes to strength, it is not a joke. Yang Ming can bring up a hundred pounds of people with one hand, this strength can be imagined. Fang Tian actually let Yang Ming hit him!

Yang Ming looked at Fang Tian’s thin and thin appearance, wondering there, can he withstand his own punch? However, seeing Fang Tian’s self-contained look, he still punched the past, but only used half the strength.

Fang Tian grabbed it, grabbed Yang Ming's arm and said faintly: "Is this power? Where did the strength of the detention center hit the German? Didn't eat today?"

Yang Ming was a bit annoyed by Fang Tian. He wanted to take his hand back and try again, but he suddenly found that his hand would be stuck, and he couldn’t move half a minute! Yang Ming stunned, he always stuck himself to the arm of others, but today is... Yang Ming really realized at this moment that Fang Tian is a master! Not only a master of speed and skill, but also has awesome strength.

"Power is the most basic quality of a killer, but it is not the most important." Fang Tian released Yang Ming's hand and said faintly: "Many times, killing does not require strength."

"That is, my strength is not enough?" Yang Ming asked.

"It seems to be far worse now. Give you another chance, let me see." Fang Tian shook his head.

Yang Ming did not dare to have reservations this time. He punched Fang Tian with a heavy punch. Fang Tian still underestimated the arm of Yang Ming and then nodded. "Yes, it is much stronger than the punch." The time you can train your strength can be shortened a lot, at least shorter than I was."

Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he finally got Fang Tian’s affirmation.

"I have ten pairs of good Chinese medicine here. You use it every night to soak your hands and feet." Fang Tian pointed to a plastic bag on the floor and said, "And then every morning, get up and find a big tree to kick and stick to ten. Days, more than three hours a day. Come back to me after ten days."

"Ah? There is no routine and boxing?" Yang Ming asked strangely. Because this sounds a bit boring!

"No, my medicine is to promote your bone development, and can protect your hands and feet from damage." Fang Tian said faintly: "After ten days, the big tree should be broken by the meridians. If it lives Ok, that proves that I overestimate your strength."

Is the meridian broken? How does it sound like a "seven-injury" in a martial arts novel? However, Yang Ming did not dare to ask more. Fang Tian said that he must have his reason, so he nodded and said: "I will definitely work hard."

"Okay, time is not early. Go back first." Fang Tian handed the Chinese medicine to Yang Mingdao: "After half an hour in the casserole, soak your hands and feet for an hour."

After Yang Ming bid farewell to Fang Tian, ​​he returned to Songjiang Engineering University by subway. Yang Ming felt that it was a bit of an incredible feeling. He did two good things at random and saved two old men. Both of these old men gave themselves a big advantage.

"What do you take? Is it so delicious?" Zhang Bin and Tian Donghua picked up their noses as soon as they entered the dormitory.

"My hands and feet are a bit rheumatic. A friend of my dad gave me a few Chinese medicines to make me feel like a hand." Yang Ming thought about the countermeasures on the subway. Otherwise, Zhang Bin and Tian Donghua will definitely doubt it.

One was important to cure the disease. Zhang Bin and Tian Donghua were not interested and continued to watch TV.

Yang Ming’s dormitory has no kitchen. Only when he and Chen Mengxi went to the street yesterday, they bought an electric cooker. So Yang Ming put the water on the electric cooker and put it on the water. Although there is no good fire, it can only be used.

"I rely on, what are you doing!" Zhang Bin complained: "Hurry to open the window, such a big smell of medicine, you want to smoke us!"

"If you want to die, you will say it, so many things!" Yang Ming said with a wink.

"Hey!" Tian Donghua extended a finger to his mouth, and then pulled Zhang Bindao: "Small voice, the guy is so fierce, are you not afraid of it?"

"Ha!" Zhang Binle said: "He is a joke, can't you listen to it?"

"Day, scared me!" Tian Donghua shook his head.

After Yang Ming fried the Chinese medicine, he was too lazy to filter the dregs with gauze. Anyway, it was used to soak hands and feet, and it was not drinking. So he fell directly into the basin and went back to the house to make up his hands and feet.

The next day, Yang Ming got up very early. When the alarm clock of the mobile phone rang, the genius was bright, Yang Ming yawned, quickly dressed and went out of the dormitory.

When it comes to autumn, the sky is still very dark. It was only four o'clock, and those students who had morning exercises had not yet come out. Yang Ming walked to a small forest in the north of the school. This is a wasteland that the school just bought and has not been developed yet. Because there are no trails, there are very few students coming here. However, in the summer, I heard that there are couples here to fight in the field. This is also a rumor that Yang Ming is a freshman and cannot be confirmed. But now no one here is certain.

Yang Ming found a poplar tree that looked rather thick, but not so scary, and began to use boxing. At first, two times, three times... At the beginning, Yang Ming still had some problems, but after getting used to it, Yang Ming didn't feel anything.

Yesterday's Chinese medicine was indeed very useful. With such a strong blow, Yang Ming’s hand was also slightly red, and it was not swollen. Of course, the pain is certain, but it doesn't matter.

Soon, three hours passed. Yang Ming looked at the watch. It has been more than seven o'clock. Although there are no people passing by here, I am afraid that the security guards on campus will patrol.

Yang Ming did not want to be suspected, so he left the place after leaving a mark on the tree.