Looking at Wang Bo, who was twitching all over his body lying on the ground, Zhang Bei looked at his junior brother with a happy smile.

"How is it, can anyone accept it?"

The junior brother took two steps back silently as he looked at what he did in despicable things, and then he explained the situation.

"Grandpa Xu plans to teach him the Liuhe gun, and Grandma Han plans to teach him the Heart-Destroying Palm."

Hearing this answer, a loving old couple suddenly appeared in Zhang Bei's mind.

The seemingly beautiful love life made Zhang Bei feel a sense of pain all over his body.

Grandpa Xu’s Liuhe gun is said to be unmatched by anyone outside of three steps. This thing hurts so much when you twitch it on your body!

Especially when it is hung up, the force of the Liuhe gun can be transmitted to the bones through flesh and blood.

When he polished his muscles and bones, almost half of them were the old man's hands.

I smiled and squinted my eyes, and it was so dark!

Grandma Han’s heart-breaking palm has a special force technique, which can affect the circulation of qi and blood in the human body.

Once you are hit, it looks no different from hemiplegia. When Zhang Bei roasted the rooster she raised when he was a child, he lies on the bed for more than ten days before he can move.

He looked at Wang Bo on the ground, and his whole body was full of sympathy.

Being targeted by this old couple, the good days are over.

As a special army instructor in the north, there is no place that cannot be visited in the entire village.

Since they want to teach Wang Bo, they will definitely follow him after he returns in two days.

Devil training plus the special training of an old couple?

Zhang Bei shivered just by thinking about that terrible scene.

"Let's go, let's go to Grandma Han's place to have a good meal!"

Looking at the junior brother's gaze, Zhang Bei wisely avoided Uncle Bai.

"Dad asked you to go there, mom should come back tonight."

"I won't go!!!"

"Dad said, if you don't go, let me find someone to tie you up."

Zhang Bei:!!!

Looking at the sincere gaze of the junior brother, Zhang Bei could only sigh and walked towards Uncle Bai's house with reluctance on his face.

As soon as I stepped into the gate, I saw Uncle Bai standing in the yard with a stick of eyebrows, his eyes circling around Wang Bo, whom his son was carrying.

"Attack here and use all your strength!"

Uncle Bai's tone was very plain, but Zhang Bei's whole body was filled with cold sweat.

Damn?

What's going on?

Bad mood?

Although Uncle Bai has a cold face in his daily life, he can still see his emotions.

Generally speaking, if the clapper is held horizontally, it means that he is in a good mood and will be much lighter in his actions.

As long as he is carrying a stick with a brow, it basically means he is very irritable and wants to hit someone. In this case, not to mention Zhang Bei, even his own son will have to be beaten until he can't get out of bed.

"Bai, Uncle Bai?"

"Call over here, don't talk nonsense!"

Hearing this a little angry voice, Zhang Bei quickly stepped back two steps and pinched Wang Bo's thigh.

Looking at his eldest nephew who was slowly awakening in confusion, Zhang Bei immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wang Bo, stand at attention!"

"yes!"

The instinct from muscle memory made Wang Bo stand up quickly.

"There is your enemy in front of you, fight it!"

With a commanding tone, Wang Bo rushed up directly without any time to think.

But after a moment, a sense of regret surged in my heart.

Damn?

Dog stuff!

I'm lying to me again!

Uncle Bai is just trying to hit someone irritably now. Since Zhang Bei hasn't come, he can hit anyone.

The stick of elegance turned into a dragon and sucked quickly on Wang Bo's body. With the sound of the stick and the body, Wang Bo's scream sounded so desolate.

Zhang Bei pulled his junior brother to the side: "What's the situation?"

"Mom came back in the morning and gave her a meal for her father."

A simple sentence made Zhang Bei take a few steps back again, and he already knew the source of Uncle Bai’s irritability.

In this case, if it is possible, he really doesn't want to take a step forward, and this stick can almost reimburse him on the spot.

Just look at Wang Bo to see how miserable it is. There is no good place on his body at all, and he is almost hanging up and pumping.

I have to say that Uncle Bai, who often trains in the army, has reached the pinnacle of his control over strength.

Wang Bo was beaten to death, but he was not injured yet and stood firmly for a full forty minutes.

Looking at the figure that was completely inhumane, Uncle Bai slowly let out a breath and placed the stick of Qimei on the shelf beside him.

"I'll go cook, you two will give me some medicinal wine."

Looking at the two brothers who were nodding quickly, Uncle Bai silently walked towards the kitchen.

"Zhang Pie, you must die a bad death!"

"Don't worry, you must have died in front of me."

Zhang Bei and his junior brother helped the person up and placed it directly on the stone slab in the yard.

The junior brother took out the medicinal wine contained in the jar from the side, and took off Wang Bo's clothes without saying a word.

Looking at the blue and purple marks everywhere, Zhang Bei shivered immediately.

It’s really the right choice to bring my eldest nephew today.

If these beatings hit him, it would only hurt one thing. What if he didn't get it and ruined his handsome face.

The medicinal wine poured directly on Wang Bo's body, and the scorching pain made Wang Bo groan.

"It's okay, it hurts more later."

Zhang Bei has used this thing not once or twice, and he is very clear about how uncomfortable this thing is.

The junior brother used a lighter to ignite the medicinal wine in the bowl, then he dunked his hands a little and rubbed Wang Bo's body quickly.

This is also a common method used by martial arts practitioners. Through the heat when the alcohol is burned and the medicinal properties of the medicinal wine itself, it penetrates into the meridians during rubbing.

This method can speed up blood circulation and accelerate the healing of scars.

Otherwise, why do you think Zhang Bei was like a ok person the next day after being beaten?

This rubbing lasted for more than twenty minutes. Then Zhang Bei also filled the large wooden bucket beside him with hot water, and took out a large medicine bag from a drawer with a little distress and threw it in.

"Get in and soak, and the water cools down before coming out."

Hearing Zhang Bei's words, Wang Bo's eyes, full of anger, finally woke up a little.

This medicine bag costs at least 30,000 to 40,000 yuan to consider whether to sell it.

All the things placed here are medicinal materials that are extremely repaired to the human body, and some things are very troublesome to find even Zhangbei. ωωw..net

However, given that Wang Bo was beaten several times for him today, it would be reasonable to use one.

Wang Bo was taking a medicine bath when a sound suddenly came from outside the door.

"Xiaobei, don't you miss your aunt!"
Chapter completed!