Juvenile Medical God

Taxi in Anrong is not easy to stop, even at night.

If it was usual, Qin Lang did n’t mind being taken first, but the key was that he had just received a call from Tao Ruoxiang. It seemed that this beautiful teacher was drinking booze. It should be when her psychological fragility was a great opportunity for Qin Lang. How could he miss the opportunity in vain.

Unfortunately, Qin Lang cut off the taxi and figured out that his mobile phone was about to get on the bus. He was robbed by someone. How could this be done?So, at the moment when the other party closed the door, Qin Lang pulled out the door as soon as he reached out and said to the people inside the car: "Tell me, please, this is the car I stopped."

"But we get in the car before you! So, blame yourself for being slow, with hand and foot disability!" An arrogant voice rang out, "Driver-drive!"

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

"Hear no! Let go of your hand, otherwise it will be really broken!" The woman in the taxi was not willing to be outdone and shouted to Qin Lang arrogantly.

"It seems that there is really no reason to be reasonable this year." Qin Lang said to himself, and then reached in directly, screwed out a pair of mixed men and women sitting in the back row like a chicken, and then left the road. Beside the trash can.

The bastard sitting in the co-pilot's position saw Qin Lang as a foolish man. Without a word, he got out of the car.

The driver pressed the meter and started the car, asking 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 Lang said.

"Okay." Master Taxi responded, maybe his gossip got aroused, and actually asked again, "Brother, where did your kung fu practice?"

"I went to Songshan, went to Wudang, and finally graduated from New Oriental." Qin Lang laughed.

The taxi driver knew that Qin Lang was joking and chuckled: "Boy, I don't mean anything else. I just saw your kung fu is very good. I could screw up people with one hand and throw me away, let me admire it! If you do n’t like to listen to it, although our Chinese kung fu is pretty good, but you guys who know kung fu always like to hide, but now Chinese kung fu has fallen in the world, even sometimes They will be beaten by boxers from other countries. "

"This is your understanding of Chinese martial arts?"

Anyway, Qin Lang does n’t mind chatting with this master before he reaches his destination, "If your son ’s kindergarten or elementary school holds a sports meeting, even if it is not restricted to adults, you are willing to race with a group of children. And won the game? "

"That certainly won't."

"The same is true of martial arts practitioners." Qin Lang said, "For a true master of martial arts, performing on the stage and boxing ring is like running a race with a group of children, even if it wins, it is meaningless. , Do you think the wins and losses on the stage and the ring really represent the level of martial arts in a country? Do n’t you ever think that what controls the win or loss of the ring now is simply the level of the kung fu on both sides, but the one behind the ring Banker and casino. Your patriotic emotions are all factors they use. "

"I am grass! Listening to what you said, it really looks like this! Just like the current stinky football, we watched the ball shouted with horror, and it turned out that all the fucking players were playing fake football and gambling!" The driver's uncle was filled with indignation.

"That's right. Therefore, masters generally don't perform tricks in front of people, and those who like to show off are not masters." Qin Lang said, "The real masters will only fight for real national honor, not for those who control the boxing ring. Profiteers make money. "

"Hey, I don't see how you can understand so deeply at a young age." The driver's uncle admired. "So, are you really a master?"

"Not counted."

"why?"

"If I were a real master, I wouldn't have to take your taxi."

"Haha! ~"

"..."

It was a great conversation with the taxi driver, but when Qin Lang saw Tao Ruoxiang, the woman was sad.However, the worst scene Qin Lang encountered did not appear, so when he saw Tao Ruoxiang, he actually laughed heartlessly.

Tao Ruoxiang saw Qin Lang sitting next to him and laughed, and his heart burned with no name: "I said Qin Lang, you should change your name."

"what name?"

"You should be called" Qin Beast "!" Tao Ruoxiang said, "Did you not see Aunt Tao's dismal mood now? You can still laugh and build your happiness on the pain of others, you are not a beast Behavior? "

"Uh ... I build my happiness on the suffering of others. I certainly don't do this kind of animal behavior; but if it is another kind of animal behavior, I'm willing to do it."

Qin Lang said while pouring a cold beer for himself, "If I want to do animal behavior, I must do something that is happy for others and happy for others."

Tao Ruoxiang hesitated and spit out a word in his mouth: "Shameless!"

"Aunt Tao, don't be angry. Actually, the reason why I laughed just now is that I don't like to see you worry, but my heart sighs fortunately. Fortunately, the scene that I worried about did not happen." Qin Lang seemed to speak again A bone was thrown to Fire Spirit Snow Fox.Although Xu Yibei and Luo Bin regarded the flaming snow fox as a precious pet, Qin Lang didn't care about that much. A "fox dog" was just a dog to feed.

Tao Ruoxiang had concerns at the moment, so she didn't care about Qin Lang's pets and asked, "What happened to you?"

"It's like you're drunk and talking nonsense." Qin Lang took a sip of wine and picked up a bunch of ribs to eat.

This is a beer street by the river. In the summer evening, the business is excellent and the voice is full of people. In fact, this kind of place talks about things without worrying about being overheard by others, because it is really noisy.

"Do you like to see my drunkenness and nonsense?" Tao Ruoxiang gave Qin Lang a white look.

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

"Ha ..." Listening to this, Tao Ruoxiang couldn't help laughing, "You're not bad, many women will only get drunk and talk nonsense when the situation changes, and the role of the spare tire will show up. Come out. Spare tires, huh, aren't you very confident, are you still worried about making spare tires? "

"No way, Aunt Tao, you are so beautiful. You should be willing to be a spare tire. Actually, it's nothing to be a spare tire. There is more pain than being a spare tire."

"Is there more pain than a spare tire?"

"of course."

"What is it?"

"jack."