Galactic Garbage Station

Chapter 213: The Warrior Admits Me as an Apprentice

“Ah!“ Ah! ”“ Ah! ”

The members of the martial arts hall fell to the ground, screaming.

One of the most gruesome young men, muscular and tall, screamed most tragically because he was the most badly wounded, had a collapsed chest and had broken at least two ribs, which was truly an almost fatal wound. Naturally, this is not a coincidence, but a special care of Su Zheng, because this young man is Feng Feng, a bad young man who haunts Su Ya. Su Zheng did not punch him to death and he has already converged.

Seeing that no one else came up to challenge him, Su Xin let go of Wu Long. Wu Long coughed a few times. Instead of being angry because he was beaten up, he bowed with excitement: “Da... Da... please accept me as an apprentice. ”

Wu Long has hired a national art coach and visited a number of national art masters. Those people are also very skilled, but there is a certain gap with the master of their own imagination. Su Xin just showed strength completely beyond his imagination. This is the true master of national art.

To see Wu Long to worship the master, all the younger brothers were stunned, but the heart turned to explain, this is really in line with the nature of the big brother's worship of national art, it is not embarrassing to worship such a master, besides, the two sides only fought, there is no deep hatred.

“Yeah, Warrior, take us as disciples.” All the little brothers climbed up to peace, all of them knew how to see the wind rudder. If they learned this masterpiece of the warrior, wouldn't it be awesome to go out?

“Get out of my way.” Wu Long scolded, kicking the surrounding younger brother away, are you kidding me, the warrior will take in so many apprentices randomly, so many people bothered him, what if he bothered him, he won't take anyone?

“I'm not an apprentice.” Su Zheng's face looked a little strange. This Wu Long was slapped by himself, but he wasn't angry. He still had a good face. Is he inclined to be abused or what?

“Warrior, don't say that, I heard that the master apprentice is strict, but I think it's a good bottom. If you want to test your character, you can let me cook tea and pour water to make a cow and horse at first.” Wu Long looked forward to the tunnel.

“There is a tendency to be abused.” Su Zheng shook his head, thinking that unfortunately he was an uncle and not a beautiful woman.

Wei Yuan and Xu 'an under the ring also looked strange. Before coming, how could I have thought it would be such a result? I knew it would be good to inform Su Xiao in the morning. Turns out things could be so simple.

“Ahhh!” Feng Feng saw everyone climb up, also wanted to climb up, but he almost fainted. His awesome cry attracted the attention of Wulong and others. Wulong took a look, only saw a fist mark on the left chest of Feng Feng, half the sternum collapsed, how terrible this fist power is, you can imagine. This makes everyone cold and sweaty in the back. I'm sure the warrior just gave up. If every punch is so heavy, they can suffer.

“Take him to the hospital.” Wu Long said that although Feng Feng was just a little brother, he was still a little brother introduced to him, but after all, he was kind of hanging out with himself and naturally didn't want anything to happen to him.

“Wait a minute.” Su Zheng said, making everyone stop. Su Zheng jumped off the stage and said, “Until now, you probably don't know why I came to your martial arts museum to kick in? ”

“Warrior, aren't we having a holiday?” Wu Long's heart chirped, but forgot about this. This warrior is so powerful. Abusing them is as simple as abusing a three-year-old child. They are not here to negotiate at all. They are not qualified to negotiate. So, what's the vendetta for a warrior coming to the kick house? But don't. How can you worship a master like that?

“Things are simple, this kid is haunting my sister, and the intent is wrong.” Su Zheng pointed to Feng Feng.

“So this is it... your boy ate the leopard's guts? Try to get me in trouble.” Wu Long stunned and then slapped Feng Feng in the face, pulling out a big tooth of Feng Feng. Everyone suddenly realized that the warrior was doing this. No wonder Feng Feng was particularly hard hit. But Feng Feng this guy is also really, as the elderly people, they don't mess with the raw, this kid is fine, dare to try to do it against such a good sister, can you lighten your eyes, can you pick the soft persimmon pinch?

“Warrior, Brother, I was wrong. I have eyes that do not recognize Mount Tai. I will never dare to go near Suya again. Please forgive me.” Feng Feng cried, a snot and a tear, his chest was already sore, and he was heavily slapped. He almost fainted. But Wei Yuan and Xu 'an swept aside and couldn't help but understand. Turns out this warrior was Soya's brother.

Feng Feng's heart is full of grievances. Warrior, you have something to say. Let me stay away from Suya. I just listen. Why did you kick the hall as soon as you came up and beat up the entire members of the martial arts hall while also maiming yourself? Of course, at this moment, he naturally dared not blame Su Xiao, but blamed himself for having no eyeballs and kicking his foot on the iron plate.

“I told you, be reasonable, he'll listen.” Su Shu turned his head and said to Wei Yuan and Xu 'an.

“...” Wei Yuan and Xu Ann really wanted to roll their eyes and beat people like this can they not listen? Feng Feng suddenly felt not only chest pain, but also liver pain, stomach pain, crying more fiercely, Warrior, you don't bring this, are you being reasonable?

“Don't ever come near Warrior's sister again, okay?” Wu Long scolded.

“Yeah, I get it. Give me a hundred balls, and I won't dare.” Feng Feng cried.

“Take him to the hospital.” Wu Long said that several members of the martial arts museum hurried Feng Feng to the hospital.

“Warrior, did you think about taking me as an apprentice?” Wu Long is looking forward to it again.

“Not interested. Said no apprenticeships.” Su Zheng shook his hand and turned around. “However, I can do you a favor. I saw your left hand weak when you started. The movement was half slow. Are there any old injuries? ”

“The warrior's eyes are good. The old wounds from the fights he had when he was young can't be healed no matter what he does now.” When Wu Long's eyes shine, he thinks that the Warrior's eyes are different.

“I may be able to cure you, but I have a request. These are my brothers. You can take care of them for me later.” Su Shun said, referring to Wei Yuan and Xu 'an, they are nice to their sister, can take care of them if they can, and can also indirectly protect their sister from messy people.

“Brother?” Wu Long didn't know where he was going, his eyes lit up, "Since he was the warrior's brother, he should take care of it. ”

“Here's a packet of pills you packed in the injured area.” Su Zheng said, taking out a bag of one or two kilos from his arms, is a small bag of spiritual stone slag rubbed into mud. Of course, it was originally placed in a storage bag. Reaching into his arms was just a look. In fact, it was just taken out of the storage bag. What was already known was that the pyrite slag could treat arthritis and heal wounds, and he wanted to see if it was useful for iron beatings.

Wu Long's eyes glowed, no matter what the mud was, took off his clothes, asked his men to help, wrapped the mud around his left shoulder, and then quickly felt that his shoulder had a slight fever, a very comfortable airflow, flowing at the shoulder injury position.