"Where will I stay today?" Song Keyou walked into Wang Xiaochuan's dilapidated home, a trace of disgust flashed across his face.

"My house only has two rooms, my mother can't sleep well at night, and I have mysophobia, so you can only sleep in the clinic." Wang Xiaochuan said seriously.

"Mysophobia? You?" Song Keyou looked Wang Xiaochuan up and down, as if he saw a dog peeing standing up.

Wang Xiaochuan was either tall or short. He was 1.75 meters tall and his facial features were fairly straight, but his white washed clothes made him look a bit slovenly. Coupled with his restlessness,

His eyes always like to peek at girls' breasts, and his face is so vulgar that it really doesn't match the word "clean".

Of course Wang Xiaochuan has no mysophobia. If not, how could he let Song Keyou sleep in the clinic tonight? How could he take advantage if he didn't let her sleep in the clinic?

If she were left to live at home...if she had even the slightest hint of evil, her mother would probably grab a broom and pounce on her. The clinic is different...the clinic is a good place...so quiet...so remote...

How suitable to do something to benefit society...

"I'm going to clean up the place." Wang Xiaochuan said these words and went out humming a little tune. When he was happy, there was a feeling of wind under his feet. In a blink of an eye, he was outside the clinic. He took out the key and was about to open the door.

, suddenly heard a few conversations not far away:

"You actually spit on my bird, are you impatient with life?"

"You gangster, you stole fish from my father's pond and you still dare to bully me. Don't you want to live? Someone's here... uh uh..."

"What are you still doing? Push this little bitch down! I want to show her what a gangster is!"

"I'm here to see what a gangster is." Wang Xiaochuan put the key in his pocket and strode over. He saw a bare-butt man with his back turned to him, and his floral shirt was bulging in the wind.

The two yellow hairs on the side of the bag were holding a girl. The girl was Yan'er, her face turned pale due to fright, her mouth was covered, and she could only make a "Uh-huh" sound.

Gou Sheng quickly pulled up his pants to cover the thing that was not much longer than a cigarette. The shiny thing stuck to his pants was probably Yan'er's spit.

By the way, when did this girl Yan'er develop such a skill that she could spit phlegm directly into someone's crotch? Wang Xiaochuan thought.

"What are you doing here?" Gou Sheng asked, pointing at Wang Xiaochuan's nose.

"Root out evil, act bravely when seeing justice, and be a hero to save beauty." Wang Xiaochuan pouted angrily at the two yellow men, "Why don't you let go quickly, are you going to get slapped?"

"Aren't you tired of living? You dare to challenge me? Do you really think you are a great character? You just relied on the crowd, but now you dare to stand up as a gun, you are looking for death!

"Gou Sheng hated him so much that he gnashed his teeth and thought about how to avenge his death.

"If I wasn't completely sure, would I be stupid enough to stand up?" Wang Xiaochuan walked slowly to Gou Sheng, looking at his sly eyebrows, sloping shoulders and crooked legs, he felt quite unhappy, "You said you

, if you are a gangster and you still don’t stand up, what’s the point of imitating Chen Haonan?”

"There's so much nonsense, if you want to beat me, I'll beat you!" Gou Sheng glared, and stretched out his hand to do a monkey-stealing peach trick. He just wanted to squeeze Wang Xiaochuan until he cried and begged his grandfather to call him grandma.

But this move failed, Wang Xiaochuan grabbed his arm and pulled him back. He only heard a thud, and Gou Sheng trembled all over, thinking that something bad had happened, the bone was probably broken. Who knew the pain he expected

It didn't feel like it, but I felt that my whole arm felt very comfortable, and even my shoulders seemed to be a lot lighter.

"What kind of trick is this?" he couldn't help but ask.

Wang Xiaochuan said nothing, grabbed his other arm and pulled again.

After a thud, Gou Sheng's face suddenly twisted: "Oh my God, it hurts me to death!"

"Do you know what this is?" Wang Xiaochuan let go of his hand and pushed him into the bushes aside.

"Wha... what?" Gou Sheng was sweating in pain. He felt that his entire right arm had almost no feeling. His shoulder was so sore and swollen that it felt like an iron ball had been pressed on him, but his left hand was fine at all.

"This is my own bone-breaking technique," Wang Xiaochuan snorted contemptuously and looked at the two yellow men next to him, "What, you guys want to try it too?"

The bone-removing technique is fake, but the bone-setting technique is real. Just now, when Wang Xiaochuan saw that the remaining bones of the dog's body were tilted to one side, he somehow remembered some bone-setting formulas, so he gave it a try, and unexpectedly it worked. Since he followed it

If you do it, you can set the bones, but if you do it the other way around, can it crook the bones? He thought so and did it, easily dislocating the remaining arm of the dog.

"No... I don't want to, I don't want to..." The two Huang Mao waved their hands repeatedly, "We are not familiar with Gou Sheng..."

"Damn it, you damn bastard!" Gou Sheng couldn't help but yell.

"Get out of here if you don't want to!" Wang Xiaochuan waved his hand and spat into the ground, hitting Gou Sheng's crotch without any bias.

"Brother Xiaochuan..." Yan'er broke away from their hands, hid behind Wang Xiaochuan, and inadvertently hugged Wang Xiaochuan's arm with one hand.

Smelling the faint scent of shampoo in her hair, Wang Xiaochuan's mind was agitated. He looked sideways at Goudan, who was almost rolling on the ground in pain: "How dare you attack my horse? I don't want to live anymore."

No?" "Where will I stay today?" Song Keyou walked into Wang Xiaochuan's dilapidated home, a trace of disgust flashed across his face.

"My house only has two rooms, my mother can't sleep well at night, and I have mysophobia, so you can only sleep in the clinic." Wang Xiaochuan said seriously.

"Mysophobia? You?" Song Keyou looked Wang Xiaochuan up and down, as if he saw a dog peeing standing up.

Wang Xiaochuan was either tall or short. He was 1.75 meters tall and his facial features were fairly straight, but his white washed clothes made him look a bit slovenly. Coupled with his restlessness,

His eyes always like to peek at girls' breasts, and his face is so vulgar that it really doesn't match the word "clean".

Of course Wang Xiaochuan has no mysophobia. If not, how could he let Song Keyou sleep in the clinic tonight? How could he take advantage if he didn't let her sleep in the clinic?

If she were left to live at home...if she had even the slightest hint of evil, her mother would probably grab a broom and pounce on her. The clinic is different...the clinic is a good place...so quiet...so remote...

How suitable to do something to benefit society...

"I'm going to clean up the place." Wang Xiaochuan said these words and went out humming a little tune. When he was happy, there was a feeling of wind under his feet. In a blink of an eye, he was outside the clinic. He took out the key and was about to open the door.

, suddenly heard a few conversations not far away:

"You actually spit on my bird, are you impatient with life?"

"You gangster, you stole fish from my father's pond and you still dare to bully me. Don't you want to live? Someone's here... uh uh..."

"What are you still doing? Push this little bitch down! I want to show her what a gangster is!"

"I'm here to see what a gangster is." Wang Xiaochuan put the key in his pocket and strode over. He saw a bare-butt man with his back turned to him, and his floral shirt was bulging in the wind.

The two yellow hairs on the side of the bag were holding a girl. The girl was Yan'er, her face turned pale due to fright, her mouth was covered, and she could only make a "Uh-huh" sound.

Gou Sheng quickly pulled up his pants to cover the thing that was not much longer than a cigarette. The shiny thing stuck to his pants was probably Yan'er's spit.

By the way, when did this girl Yan'er develop such a skill that she could spit phlegm directly into someone's crotch? Wang Xiaochuan thought.

"What are you doing here?" Gou Sheng asked, pointing at Wang Xiaochuan's nose.

"Root out evil, act bravely when seeing justice, and be a hero to save beauty." Wang Xiaochuan pouted angrily at the two yellow men, "Why don't you let go quickly, are you going to get slapped?"

"Aren't you tired of living? You dare to challenge me? Do you really think you are a great character? You just relied on the crowd, but now you dare to stand up as a gun, you are looking for death!

"Gou Sheng hated him so much that he gnashed his teeth and thought about how to avenge his death.

"If I wasn't completely sure, would I be stupid enough to stand up?" Wang Xiaochuan walked slowly to Gou Sheng, looking at his sly eyebrows, sloping shoulders and crooked legs, he felt quite unhappy, "You said you

, if you are a gangster and you still don’t stand up, what’s the point of imitating Chen Haonan?”

"There's so much nonsense, if you want to beat me, I'll beat you!" Gou Sheng glared, and stretched out his hand to do a monkey-stealing peach trick. He just wanted to squeeze Wang Xiaochuan until he cried and begged his grandfather to call him grandma.

But this move failed, Wang Xiaochuan grabbed his arm and pulled him back. He only heard a thud, and Gou Sheng trembled all over, thinking that something bad had happened, the bone was probably broken. Who knew the pain he expected

It didn't feel like it, but I felt that my whole arm felt very comfortable, and even my shoulders seemed to be a lot lighter.

"What kind of trick is this?" he couldn't help but ask.

Wang Xiaochuan said nothing, grabbed his other arm and pulled again.

After a thud, Gou Sheng's face suddenly twisted: "Oh my God, it hurts me to death!"

"Do you know what this is?" Wang Xiaochuan let go of his hand and pushed him into the bushes aside.

"Wha... what?" Gou Sheng was sweating in pain. He felt that his entire right arm had almost no feeling. His shoulder was so sore and swollen that it felt like an iron ball had been pressed on him, but his left hand was fine at all.

"This is my own bone-breaking technique," Wang Xiaochuan snorted contemptuously and looked at the two yellow men next to him, "What, you guys want to try it too?"

The bone-removing technique is fake, but the bone-setting technique is real. Just now, when Wang Xiaochuan saw that the remaining bones of the dog's body were tilted to one side, he somehow remembered some bone-setting formulas, so he gave it a try, and unexpectedly it worked. Since he followed it

If you do it, you can set the bones, but if you do it the other way around, can it crook the bones? He thought so and did it, easily dislocating the remaining arm of the dog.

"No... I don't want to, I don't want to..." The two Huang Mao waved their hands repeatedly, "We are not familiar with Gou Sheng..."

"Damn it, you damn bastard!" Gou Sheng couldn't help but yell.

"Get out of here if you don't want to!" Wang Xiaochuan waved his hand and spat into the ground, hitting Gou Sheng's crotch without any bias.

"Brother Xiaochuan..." Yan'er broke away from their hands, hid behind Wang Xiaochuan, and inadvertently hugged Wang Xiaochuan's arm with one hand.

Smelling the faint scent of shampoo in her hair, Wang Xiaochuan's mind was agitated. He looked sideways at Goudan, who was almost rolling on the ground in pain: "How dare you attack my horse? I don't want to live anymore."
Chapter completed!