Mages Are Too OP

Roland looked for this peculiar energy for more than a year.

I have searched for temples inside and outside the county, as well as the ancestral shrines of other people's homes, and I haven't learned anything.

But I didn't expect to see it here.

But it's very strange, why this energy sticks to other people's scalp.

And the old man is bald.

It's quite greasy.

Roland didn't look down on the old man. He knew that anyone at this age would have greasy skin.

But the problem is that he wants to'eat' this energy, and this thing hangs on other people's greasy scalp, which is a bit difficult.

Can't speak.

If she was a young and beautiful girl, Roland could still bear it.

But for the greasy old man, forget it.

Roland didn't hide his entangled expression. After the old man finished the question, he found that Roland's peculiar gaze fell on his head, and he was a little unhappy.

Most bald people are very sensitive to the gaze of others looking at their heads.

This old man is no exception.

"Young man, I asked if you were Jin Wenwen's family member, what are you doing with my head staring blankly!"

Roland smiled apologetically, and said, "I looked there unconsciously, sorry. In addition, neither of us are family members of Jin Wenwen, at best we know each other."

The old man had a round face and a blessed look. He seemed to be even more unhappy when he heard the words: "Then you know her family, or have her family's phone number?"

Roland shook his head, Qi Shaoqiu also shook his head.

"It's not a lie to us." Some young people behind said with a cold face, "Or they know this woman likes to cause trouble, so they dare not admit it."

This is too much.

What Qi Shaoqiu said is also an ex-boyfriend. He leaned against the wall, staring at this strong young man, and slowly said: "She doesn't cause trouble, I don't know, but I know that she is still in danger. Period, no matter who it is, if you beat a woman like this, no matter how reasonable it is, it will be ignored by the police. If it was the hands of both of you, you wounded the person, and you came to the hospital. Is there a problem with your brain when you say bad words?"

"you!"

The young man looked like an unruly person. He pointed at Qi Shaoqiu and was about to swear.

The old man stopped him, which made the latter's expression quite depressed.

Then the old man looked at Qi Shaoqiu: "Young man, my son is a bit aggressive, please don't care. No matter what your identities are with the injured person, if you know her family, please help contact us. Let's talk about compensation. Bring this to the table."

Qi Shaoqiu's face gradually turned cold, from a state of leaning against a wall to a state of standing with his arms folded: "You really hurt you."

"But it's not with us." The old man said helplessly: "Our father and son practiced the three moves and two styles handed down by our ancestors at home. She ran to the door, domineeringly, and gave us the portrait of our ancestor hanging in the hall. When it was thrown on the ground, we were really impatient."

Roland and Qi Shaoqiu were speechless.

Here in southern Xinjiang, many locals have large plots of land at home, and they like to build a'housing hall' in the homestead, which is called the ancestral hall in the north, to enshrine portraits of ancestors, or one or two tablets of old ancestors. One of the local customs.

When Jin Wenwen came up, she threw the portraits of her ancestors on the ground, even the god Daluo couldn't bear it.

"I was not beaten to death." Qi Shaoqiu felt quite surprised.

Then he felt a little embarrassed and stood leaning against the white wall again, afraid to look at people.

"Even if she was wrong in a thousand ways, but we wounded people, even almost killed us, this is our fault." The old man seemed to understand the truth: "She was slapped and walked in a hurry, riding a battery car. We ran away, we didn't catch up, thinking that she was probably seriously injured, so we came to the hospital and hoped to find her."

"It hurts like this with one palm!" Qi Shaoqiu looked at the old man up and down: "Is the iron sand palm you practiced or the Eagle Claw Technique?"

At this time, the young man stood up and said, "It was not my father who did it, but I did it. The little girl learned a bit of Sanda, and thought it was like on TV. All the martial arts were not their Sanda and free fighters. The opponent. Fortunately, I practiced the Eagle Claw technique. If I practiced the iron sand palm and pressed this slap, she would never have the chance to enter the emergency room."

so smart?

Roland didn't believe it.

But subconsciously glanced at the old man's head, he believed again.

If you can use this energy to slap the past and kill an individual, it does not seem to be a problem.

Qi Shaoqiu glanced at the old man, nodded slightly, and continued to stand.

And Roland took the initiative to ask: "Old man, what kind of kung fu are you practicing!"

"Tietou Gong, why, what do you think?" The old man looked at Roland sideways.

The old man disliked this man who stared at the "Mediterranean" in a daze when he saw him.

Tietou Gong?

Roland now vaguely knew why this group of energy appeared above the old man's head.He said, "No, just ask."

The old man ignored the two of them, but the young man's eyes kept falling on Roland and Qi Shaoqiu.

He could see that these two had been practiced.

And knowing Jin Wenwen again, the possibility of practicing is even greater.

He kind of wants to practice hand skills with his peers, but the current situation is obviously not the time to make such a request.

The four of them did not speak. After a while, the door of the emergency room was opened, and the two nurses pushed Jin Wenwen out of the coma, and then rushed to another hospital area.

There were two other doctors who came out with them.

One of them stopped, looked at Roland and the four, and asked, "Who are her family members?"

After a long while, Qi Shaoqiu sighed slightly and said, "I think so."

"Yes, it's not, it doesn't make sense." The doctor looked rather unhappy.

"Ex-boyfriend, I haven't contacted her for several years. I just came to take care of her when I accidentally saw her injured."

The doctor was stunned, his expression became quite weird, and finally he said, "Two ribs on the right side of her chest were broken, and they plunged directly into the lungs. Although it was not deep, it seemed to drag on for a long time and did not come directly to the hospital. She has a very good physique to be able to hold it up to now. In addition, her upper esophagus also has serious contusions. It seems that she was beaten like this. If you think it is necessary, you can call the police."

Hearing this, the expressions of the old and young people immediately became nervous.

Qi Shaoqiu said lightly: "I know, how is her situation now?"

"Temporarily settled down." The doctor replied: "But to be safe, stay in the ICU for two days to observe the follow-up situation. Now go to the counter and pay the ICU hospitalization deposit."

Qi Shaoqiu nodded.

Then the doctor left. There were a lot of patients in public hospitals, and he could not stay for too long.

Qi Shaoqiu said to the old and young people: "I don't want to take care of her affairs anymore. Helping her is just a matter of doing human affairs. If you are free, you can wait here. After I pay the money, I will go. Sanda Hall notified her relatives to come over, at that time, you talk to yourself."

Then Qi Shaoqiu went to the counter to pay the fee.

Roland looked at the old man, then stared at the other person's Mediterranean Sea.

This little secret action was discovered by the old man, and he became even more unhappy.

After hesitating for a while, Roland asked, "Old man, will I lose my hair if I practice iron head skills?"

The old man's expression became more and more unhappy, and he became a little angry: "No! I'm just inherited."

The young man stood two steps forward, looking at Roland rather nonchalantly.

He knew that his father was very sensitive to this matter. Ten years ago, his father still had more than a dozen hairs on his head. At that time, his father took care of these more than a dozen hairs every day. He couldn't take care of his family members. So careful.

But the flowers fell in desperation, the hair was about to fall, and the head was going to be bald.

The hair fell out one by one, one every year, and now ten years later, there is no hair on the top of the head.

Some people have a good mentality and cheerfulness when facing a bald head, but some people can't. This old man is the kind of person whose head becomes bald and his temper becomes irritable.

Seeing both father and son were angry, Roland was not afraid.

He has a feeling that the two of them are not his opponents when they work together.

"Don't be angry, you two, I didn't mean to ridicule you." Luo Lanyun said lightly: "I just want to learn iron head skills with you, so I can pay the tuition."

Roland wondered if the old man had a group of energy on his head, was it because he had practiced iron head skills.

At this time, Qi Shaoqiu happened to come back from paying the fee, and he said unhappily: "Roland, I am still not satisfied after learning Sanda and Miao Sword Art, but I still want to learn Tietou Gong? This is too greedy."

"Ye Duo doesn't press down."

The old man didn't feel so angry when he heard that Roland wanted to go to a teacher, but he still looked at Roland sideways: "In this situation, let alone iron head skills, even toad skills, I don't have the heart to teach you."

Roland smiled and said, "Then I have a chance to come to you again."

Then Roland and Qi Shaoqiu left.

When they got out of the hospital, both of them scanned a shared bicycle and got ready to ride. Qi Shaoqiu asked, "I'll go back to find my little pickup. By the way, do you really want to learn iron head skills?"

"Slightly interested."

"Actually, this is a kind of public kung fu, I also know how to practice it, so you just continue to come to the swordsmanship hall, I will teach you, not charge you."

Roland shook his head: "At the first glance, you are not professional. People have cut off your hair, and yours is still black and thick."

"I'm not doing anything about hair at this level... Forget it, don't talk to you idiot." Qi Shaobao suddenly became very frustrated: "Although you are a teacher, you are also a student of our Qi family. If you do, come to our Swordsmanship Hall more to sit and chat."

"Will do."

"Don't answer, but people won't come."

Qi Shaoqiu waved to Roland, stepping on the shared bicycle and left first.

Roland was very happy when he found a new energy group, maybe even the reason for the energy group.

So, luck is very strange, thinking about taking time to find it, there is no clue at all.

I just wandered around for a break, when something happened, I ran into it.

Very strange.

Roland stepped on the shared bicycle and returned home with a smile. After lunch, a message popped up as soon as he hit the communication software.

O'Neill: All personnel have been contacted. After entering the game at night, work can begin.