Chapter 860

Unconsciously, Yang Xiaotian, who has become a man of the hour in the United States, is not clear about what his current situation is. Now Yang Xiaotian is very busy every day. In the morning, he tutors Xu Nan in her thesis, and explains to song Qingshan why he won't fall in love with her. In the afternoon, he records programs. In the evening, Xu Nan and Jessica are busy dragging them to their rooms, but the difference is that they have defensive measures with Xu Nan, but they are totally real.

After that, when Xu Nan and Jessica are exhausted, Yang Xiaotian can't go to bed. He also has to reply to domestic e-mails. Now Guang'an looks stable, but I'm afraid a bigger wave will come soon.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was in the middle of January. According to the contract signed by Yang Xiaotian, there were 32 episodes of the recorded program. That is 32 days. Yang Xiaotian's plane ticket to return to China was on January 29th.

During this period, uncle Wen's body has almost recovered. Of course, this almost means that you can do some sports that are not violent, even fighting. But if you want to recover completely, it will take a while.

"Brother Xiaotian." In the United States, Xu Nan is the only one who calls Yang Xiaotian that way.

"Yang's softie."

"Er..." when Yang Xiaotian just wanted to smile back to Xu Nan, another name arrived at the same time.

"Song Qingshan." Yang Xiaotian laughed a few times, and then continued to discuss the acupoints of the human body with Uncle Wen beside him.

Although uncle Wen was born as a killer, his job is Chinese medicine! What makes people even more sad is that uncle Wen's master is Yang Songming

After learning about this, although the conversation between Yang Xiaotian and uncle Wen is still relatively stiff, the relationship has been eased a lot because of this reason.

Xu Nan and song Qingshan, who come over behind, are all young people. Even if Uncle Wen doesn't pay attention to them, it's nothing. In addition, Yang Xiaotian's skill, which he thinks is fairly good, is in Uncle Wen's mouth just fighting six dregs (slightly better than fighting five dregs, so uncle Wen wants to improve Yang Xiaotian's skill.

The first is to repay Yang Songlin's life-saving kindness, and the second is to repay Yang Xiaotian's life-saving kindness.

As for why there is no need to repay, uncle Wen said that he does not want to make Yang Xiaotian proud. After all, he is a younger generation. When he meets his elders, it is Yang Xiaotian who should be respected. And when seeing the elder injured, Yang Xiaotian's treatment is obligatory! As for being an elder, I just give him some feedback.

The word "feedback" is said by Uncle Wen by lighting Yang Xiaotian's forehead.

In fact, Yang Xiaotian wanted to resist, but he tried, and it didn't work. Since uncle Wen was beaten to vomit blood when he was fighting with Yang Xiaotian when he was seriously injured, uncle Wen has always been fighting with Yang Xiaotian, never fighting.

But when Uncle Wen's body has recovered to a certain extent, it really doesn't take much action to crush Yang Xiaotian into dregs every minute! Yang Xiaotian regret at the same time, but also dare not go too far to find the humanities uncle.

The old man was his grandfather's apprentice, although uncle Wen was already a teenager when he met Yang Songming. But after nearly eight years of medicine bath, and his physical fitness is already very good, his recovery speed is naturally much better than Yang Xiaotian.

Although with the growth of age, and many years of injury, let the body have a little overdraft, but the recovery speed is still not much worse than Yang Xiaotian.

"You must have heard of the dead hole." Ignoring Xu Nan and song Qingshan, uncle Wen asks.

"Does the dead hole really exist?" To tell you the truth, Yang Xiaotian is more suspicious of the dead. After all, Yang Xiaotian won't believe anything like the unique martial arts skills he has studied medicine for so many years. Yang Xiaotian doubted the so-called "dead hole" that often appeared in martial arts novels.

"There are dead points, but in order to avoid being used by people who want to, it will not be recorded in medical books." Uncle Wen looks at Xu Nan and song Qingshan behind him, and then drinks low“ Since I've seen your men, I'll go back. Next, you can't listen to them. "

"Uncle Wen..." Xu Nan pursed her little mouth and began to act coquettishly.

"Yes?" Uncle Wen's eyes narrowed slightly. He never talks nonsense. I will not repeat what I have said. When Xu Nan was a child, he was taught many times because he was fond of playing and didn't remember Uncle Wen's words. Although it has been many years, after seeing the only expression that uncle Wen left behind in his heart, Xu Nan flattened her mouth wrongly, and then turned to leave.

"Cut, what's the big deal." Song Qingshan, pretending not to care at all, turns around and leaves.

But when it came to the corner, she turned back quietly.

"I suggest you don't go there." Suddenly, Xu Nan reaches out and holds song Qingshan.

"Don't worry about it. I'm not you. I don't dare to do anything when I see a man." Song Qingshan dismissively pushes away Xu Nan, and then walks towards the corner.

"If you don't die, you won't die..." Xu Nan didn't stop song Qingshan and didn't care. But holding the shoulder, pondering looking at Song Qingshan, a look at a good play.

"Uncle Wen?" After the two girls left, uncle Wen did not speak. Thinking that uncle Wen was thinking about something, Yang Xiaotian began to remind him.

"Today's little dolls are just disobedient." Uncle Wen sneered, his wrist trembled, and a bright light flew towards the wall.

"Can this hit?" Looking at the steel needle thrown out by Uncle Wen, Yang Xiaotian turns his mouth and waits to see Uncle Wen's joke.

This steel needle is towards the wall. It can hit the talent monster!

incorrect? Is there someone behind the wall?

Yang Xiaotian looked at Uncle Wen in surprise, but quickly turned his attention to the steel needle flying out. Since uncle Wen has noticed that there is someone behind the wall, he must have taught the man behind the wall. The route of the steel needle is absolutely not random!

"Keng."

After the steel needle collided, it did not shoot into the wall, but rebounded out.

"Ah With the rebound, the needle disappeared behind the wall, followed by a scream, is song Qingshan.

"If you don't listen, you have to come." Xu Nan looks at Song Qingshan with a smile because he is afraid that things are not big. As long as Uncle Wen said what he didn't want others to hear, even Xu xiangtian didn't dare to come near.

"Er... It's really..." when Yang Xiaotian ran behind the wall, he really admired uncle Wen's skill.

The needle is just on Song Qingshan's little toe!

"Great, my uncle!" Yang Xiaotian's heart at this time only left such an idea!

He also plays acupuncture. Although uncle Wen plays acupuncture several decades earlier than himself, after all, uncle Wen uses the rest of the tools more often. Although he doesn't use acupuncture every day, he plays it much longer every year than uncle Wen.

Others have already added the rebound to the needle, but they can only throw it in a straight line. Moreover, if the distance is more than five meters, it's basically inaccurate. But song Qingshan is at least 30 meters away from the distance he and uncle Wen just talked to. But Uncle Wen can still hit song Qingshan's little toe so accurately. Uncle Wen's lost needle has become an art!

"Leave as soon as possible, and then provoke uncle Wen. I'm afraid he's not aiming at your toes." Yang Xiaotian pulls out the needle from Song Qingshan's toe, and a blood mark appears immediately.

"Hum." For Yang Xiaotian's persuasion, song Qingshan just gives a cold hum and limps away.

"I don't want you to be obedient." Xu Nan spits out her tongue to song Qingshan, and suddenly thinks that Yang Xiaotian is also around. Xu Nan blushed, then screamed, covered his face and ran out of the corridor.

"Across the wall, how do you know there is someone behind it?" After all, the straight distance from here is at least 20 meters, and song Qingshan deliberately conceals, so her steps are very light. Anyway, Yang Xiaotian didn't hear song Qingshan's steps, but Uncle Wen not only found out, but also was able to hit song Qingshan accurately with a steel needle, which was beyond the acceptable range of Yang Xiaotian's idea.

"Human beings have five senses, namely, shape, sound, smell, taste and touch, which are the five sense organs of human beings: vision, hearing, smell, taste and touch. I am a killer. I need to perform tasks in different environments. It is absolutely impossible to take all by relying on one of the five senses. So explore the surrounding environment and try to use the five senses as much as possible. " Uncle Wen pointed to the wall just now and said“ Although her steps are well hidden, the light in the corridor shines her shadow out. But that girl hides very well, what the shadow shows is just a little, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it. Secondly, it's the voice of Xiaonan. You spend a short time with Xiao Nan, so you are not so sensitive to her voice capture ability. Although I haven't seen Xiao Nan for many years, her voice has changed, but I can still distinguish it. You don't have to pay attention to this. I'm a killer. I need to pay attention to this. "

"No wonder." Yang Xiaotian suddenly nodded.

We have heard about it, and we have specialized in it. Just now I was so concerned, but I fell into it. After all, if you want to use medical skills, uncle Wen is not bad, but he is still a little worse than himself.

"How did you shoot song Qingshan in the toe?" Yang Xiaotian is very curious about this“ By what calculation? "

"What? I shot the toe? " What Yang Xiaotian didn't expect is that uncle Wen's surprise is no less than his