Boss Huang quickly demonstrated the seven remaining movements of the food surgery.

If someone else could remember half of it, it would be very powerful.

But what he taught was Tang Ling, who had accurate instinct. Just like that, the remaining seven movements were all remembered by Tang Ling.

After the real drill, Tang Ling's completion rate reached more than 80%.

"Yeah, it's amazing." Dingling, who was holding her hands in her sleeves, was holding a cup of steaming milk in front of her. She was enjoying her leisure time after the meal.

But seeing Tang Ling's performance, I couldn't help but praise her.

"Well, it's not useless." Ding Dong had already started cleaning the room quickly and looked up and praised him.

But Tang Ling was not satisfied, he had already tasted the sweetness!

It turns out that a complete set of food exercises can increase the digestibility by 20% based on the original basis, but this is because he has not done his movements properly.

"I want to watch it again." Tang Ling gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain, raised her head and looked at Boss Huang eagerly.

This man became more and more fascinated in his eyes.

Why did he know the complete food technique? Did he have a friendship with him? Obviously... he just tricked himself into the Annihilation Building, but he guided his skills and even taught him skills!

Why is this? Shouldn’t you make things difficult for yourself in normal circumstances?

But at this time, Tang Ling didn't care about thinking so much, and he might be extremely eager for any trace of being able to be powerful.

Since Boss Huang is willing to teach, why don’t he learn it? At least Tang Ling has not felt the malice from Boss Huang.

And he did not feel any negative emotions when he tried every possible way.

This time, facing Tang Ling's request, Boss Huang smiled.

He narrowed his eyes, took a sip of tea, and then said, "Where is the money?"

"I owe it first." Tang Ling didn't hesitate and almost roared.

"Is it okay?" Boss Huang touched his chin, as if he was thinking.

But Tang Ling could no longer hold on, his energy was about to disappear, and the pain began to slowly weaken, and he had to enter the cultivation.

Therefore, letting Boss Huang think, Tang Ling entered a state of cultivation.

He had never expected that the energy of the food would be so strong this time. After one practice, the vortex in his dantian was the last trace and it was about to solidify and form.

If you eat them all, wouldn’t that be?

After Tang Ling opened her eyes, she looked at the food in front of her, and a ray of heat flashed in her eyes.

However, he could not eat anymore.

Even if he can't eat a day today, he has a limit to the absorption of energy. Even if Tang Ling is a big eater, even if he has many ways, even if he still has a small seed, it is the same and has limits.

Tang Ling sadly discovered that he could not eat such good food.

At the same time, he also discovered that Boss Huang’s words cannot be wasted, what a big pit.

Tang Ling felt like she was hot and she was unwilling to face Boss Huang.

But the moment he opened his eyes, Boss Huang's face, which seemed so cunning, was so close to him that he was almost standing in front of him.

"What are you doing!" Tang Ling stood up in shock.

He was really not used to a middle-aged man, holding his cheek with both hands, almost half lying on the table, observing him so close.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Boss Huang stood up while shook his head, and the old god sat on the shell chair beside Tang Ling: "Your "Thousand Satin Kung Fu" is quite authentic, and you didn't practice it."

As he spoke, Boss Huang's expression was clearly a bit regretful, as if it was a pity that Tang Ling had not practiced.

Look, it's really hateful!

Tang Ling reluctantly resisted the urge to fight Boss Huang alone, because the result of the one-on-one challenge was that he was beaten unilaterally.

Roughly estimated, it is more than ten times more serious than Uncle Su Xiao’s attack on him.

After calming down his emotions, Tang Ling asked: "Do you know "Thousand Salon Kung Fu"?"

"Is it strange? In this world, there are more people who know more than me, zodiac, who should not exceed the five fingers. No, it depends on which aspect... In some aspects, my zodiac is the most powerful person in this world and know the most." Boss Huang took a sip of tea and said calmly.

Tang Ling looked at Boss Huang and was speechless. If we talk about the most powerful person in this world, Boss Huang could be on the list.

Can he be as good as the information collection ability of those big forces alone? Tang Ling doesn't believe it.

But even if he didn't believe it, Tang Ling still believed that Boss Huang's strength. This kind of power and mystery was at least more than any strong man he had seen, including those tiger generals.

For some reason, Tang Ling thought so.

Based on this perception, Tang Ling was too lazy to expose what Boss Huang was bragging, but looked at Boss Huang and smiled a lot: "Boss, what are you thinking about eating? "

"It's not impossible to owe it. But you have to know that you have already owed me twenty-seven Black Sea coins." Boss Huang made a embarrassed expression, then shook his head and sighed: "You know, I'm not well."

Tang Ling was speechless. If he had the ability to tell lies with his eyes open, who could compare with Boss Huang?

He is not rich? He is not rich to own such a big house in Dark Harbor? He is not rich to be luxurious to just have a breakfast?

But it is useless to argue with people like Boss Huang. Tang Ling is also a little fox. Who can't tell lies with her eyes open?

He looked sad very sincerely and said, "I also understand the difficulties of the boss. I will work harder, be a cattle and horse for the boss, live and die for the boss, and for the boss..."

"Wait, wait!" Boss Huang interrupted Tang Ling's stingy confession, and then stood up: "I like the real thing. Since you are going to owe debts, you have to figure out the rules here. To be precise, it is the rules I set for you before..."

"What is that?" Tang Ling was a little confused.

But he felt a deeper feeling on the pirate ship. Didn’t he agree to fight wits and courage with Boss Huang? Why are he being led by the nose now?

But Boss Huang is simply a treasure man. If you guard him and don’t dig out more useful things and information, Tang Ling will hate him.

Didn’t Boss Huang claim to know everything? Maybe Zero’s information will also fall on him.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling calmed down.

"Follow me." Facing Tang Ling's problem, Boss Huang was also very direct.

Tang Ling followed Boss Huang without saying a word.

**

downstairs.

Iron room.

There is a considerable space, a corner of it is densely filled with various ores, and a corner of the wall is full of various tools.

The most eye-catching thing is that in the center, there is an octopus-like machine, which is covered with a transparent cover, making people unable to help but think of the mysterious technology of underground civilization at a glance.

The eight tentacles of this octopus are pipes, which clearly connect the eight huge stoves in this iron room.

Even if there was no ironwork at this time, no one would take care of it. The fires from the eight stoves were burning fiercely, making the temperature in the house look a little hot.

And in the center of the octopus, which is the place where the transparent cover covers, there is a half-human-sized Ten Thousand Energy Stone inside.

Tang Ling once again saw Boss Huang's luxury.

"Look, this is my workshop." Boss Huang put his hands together, swayed in the iron room, and then pointed to the eight stoves and said, "I am old now and I am not in good health. The eight stoves look a bit hard."

Are you old? Are you in poor health? Okay, everything you say is right.

Tang Ling complained wildly in her heart, but her face looked sad and sympathetic, and said unshirkable: "Boss, what do you need me to do for you?"

"It's nothing. I've never been harsh. Although you owe me money and have been working for me for a hundred years, I always have kindness towards you. But, look, you're going to owe debts again..." Boss Huang also looked like he was sympathetic to Tang Ling.

One hundred years! Tang Ling resisted the itchy feeling of her teeth.

But Boss Huang immediately changed his expression and said with a smart look: "Originally, I arranged it like this. You help me with iron for eight hours every day, and as a benefit, I will give you an hour of freedom every day and an hour of reading in my private library on the third floor."

"Of course, one hour of free time refers to the time you can go out. The rest of the time you don't need to make a blacksmith. You can do whatever you want in the house, such as helping Dingling cook, helping Dingdong clean..."

Is this called harshness? Tang Ling's forehead leaps blue veins and quickly interrupts Boss Huang: "Don't have any wages?"

"You owe me money." Boss Huang blinked his eyes twice.

"But that's going to work for a hundred years! There's no basic salary?" Tang Ling also hoped to get some money from Boss Huang and use it where he needed it.

"Did you eat well?" Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling innocently.

"Eat very well." Tang Ling almost jumped out of his teeth. He could not deny that the food provided by Boss Huang was better than ferocious beast meat.

"Don't you live well? You know that even in the most chaotic chaotic area in Dark Harbor, you need two black wind coins every day when you sleep in the street." Boss Huang looked even more innocent.

"It's a good living." Tang Ling must admit this.

"That's right. I originally thought that you signed a hundred-year contract without hesitation, just to eat, drink and live with me. Look, I don't care about ferocious beast meat or something. The fish you eat in the morning is a level five beast in the ocean, that egg is the egg of a level four bird beast, the seaweed juice is squeezed from the essence fruit of the third-level ferocious plant, and the magic fish is a level seven beast, even if it is just a steamed bun soaked with its body fluids. Tsk tsk..."

"Didn't you plan like this?" Boss Huang suddenly laughed. This time his smile was really an old fox, not an old fox.

Tang Ling's heart suddenly sank.

It turned out that Boss Huang had known all his plans, and he didn't care at all when he looked at him.

So what is his purpose?
Chapter completed!