He is safe, and he is safe for the time being.

This time, it was a scene where Wu Dehui slowly breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved.

To be honest, if Tian Can really takes action, even if he doesn't use the fatal Tian Can kick, none of them will be his opponent.

Fortunately, Tian Can's red face slowly returned to normal. Just as Wu Dehui was stroking his chest from top to bottom, comforting himself little by little, he saw Tian Can walk to where Uncle Feng once stood, holding on to the railing with both hands, as if

It was as if countless sorrows were burrowing from his ears and nose into his head.

No matter what worries he has, it's best to drown them out with wine.

The more annoying Tian Can is, the more time the four of them have to escape. Not to mention escaping back to their own house or the embassy, ​​it would be nice to get into the house and be with Uncle Zhou Xiaoxing.

Just standing in front of Tiancan, even though there was a distance of five or six meters, I still felt like my heart was beating up and down, which was more chaotic than fetching water from fifteen buckets.

When one's life is not in one's hands, it will happen not only to Wu Dehui but also to anyone else.

You can understand it if you think about what is said in the textbook: "Man is a knife and I am a fish."

Wu Dehui felt that these eight words were not important at the time and it did not take a minute to read them. Now, every word is heart-breaking.

The short sentence in the book "Forgiveness" contains less than eight words, even with punctuation marks, and less than ten words of space, it just... describes a picture, a bloody, cruel and terrifying scene.

Just like Wu Dehui looked at Tiancan, his eyes were full of fear, worry, speculation, doubt and prayer.

He believed that it was not just him, but also the people around him. This time, he dared to risk his personality. Forget it, why would he bet on such a certain thing?

He moved a little bit, squeezing towards Yunluo, hoping to get into the house quickly. Even if he only moved a small distance, he would be happy.

As long as he can leave Tiancan, his accelerating heart can slow down slightly, as if the progress bar of his life is lighting up one by one.

There has never been a moment as exciting as now. When Wu Dehui was anxious to push Yunluo and the others, he had an idea in his mind. When this matter was over, he would overcome all difficulties and make a commercial film for public welfare and nothing else.

, just to promote the badness of violence.

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I would like to warn the citizens of Xiangjiang not to bully others just because they have little martial arts skills. The person who beats them feels comfortable. Have you ever thought about the fear of those who are being beaten, so scared that they will pee their pants? It is too uncomfortable.

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What's more, these people have never done anything at all, or have said that they have done anything wrong.

Take him as an example. He has no grievances with Tiancan. Why do you want to chase him here from the tomb of Hero Long Jianfei?

I’m so angry!

This commercial must be shot!

If the boss objects, shoot, must shoot!

The boss has always only pursued profits and has no sense of social responsibility. If he objects, just ignore him and Wu Dehui can secretly take pictures.

It’s not the first day he entered the company, he recognized a lot of people.

With this grand idea, Wu Dehui found that his body was a little hot, especially in his dantian and palms. He felt a familiar breath flowing throughout his body.

Until it reaches the Dantian, like thousands of streams and a sea of ​​people, this airflow gathers together, calms down for a moment, reaches the arms at the shortest distance, and then reaches the palms of the hands.

Palm of Tathagata!

Wu Dehui was overjoyed. He stopped squeezing into the room, turned slightly sideways, faced Tiancan diagonally, adjusted his breath, and assumed a posture of fearlessness, letting the breath in his palms gather power.

He is not sure which move the Tathagata Divine Palm is using. So far, what he knows is that the internal force in the body is adjusting its own breathing, and a small part of the force is repairing the body, mainly concentrated on the back, digesting the damage caused by the broken foot all day long.

Most of the scars are stored in the palm of the hand, waiting for Tiancan to strike again.

Is this... the solution?

Suddenly the power was restored without any warning?

Just when he was about to do something earth-shattering that might save countless people who were beaten for no reason like him, something happened to his body.

Could it be...

An opinion came to Wu Dehui's mind that he didn't even want to believe. No, it can't be said to be an opinion. As a senior advertising practitioner, he must be extremely rigorous in his words. It should be a possibility.

No reason, absolutely impossible.

Just because he had an extremely passionate idea deep in his heart that could benefit society, and it was very likely to be realized, the Tathagata Palm came back just like that?

If you don’t believe it, try it, and you won’t lose a hair.

Wu Dehui held his breath and concentrated, his eyes focused on the dark starry sky in Xiangjiang. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but he quickly retracted them. What he was talking about was very serious, and he couldn't even look at ease.

After he thought everything was ready, he shouted in his heart: I want to maintain world peace and eliminate any war that exists or will exist anywhere in the world.

When making a wish, the bigger the better, of course. Only then will it be powerful, domineering enough, big enough, and have advanced ideas. Only then will it not be called a small-minded person, and only then will it be called a grand wish.

After...

You should just wait quietly.

Wu Dehui took advantage of this gap to once again recall in his mind the entire process of recovering the power of the Tathagata Palm.

At that time, he had just thought of making a commercial to resist violence. He talked about how to overcome all possible difficulties, and specifically gave an example of picking on his boss. Then, a different aura appeared in his body.

According to his estimation, this process takes less than twenty seconds.

But now, two twenty seconds have passed. Apart from feeling the aura in the palm of his hand accelerating, Wu Dehui doesn't feel any other new aura coming in.

This is... an explanation?

There was no time to answer the question that immediately popped up in his mind. He recalled the 20-second process of the emergence of the inner power of Tathagata's palm many times in his mind. Only then did he realize that he had missed a step.

Give me an example!

Once again, as soon as he expressed his desire to maintain world peace, Wu Dehui rolled his eyes and the example came to his lips.

Even if all the discordant voices in the world try to stop him, he will, will, and can persevere, not even the aggressive president of the United States who occasionally incites other countries to launch wars.

One second, two seconds...

Ten seconds, eleven seconds...

Twenty seconds, twenty-one seconds...

There is no movement in the palm of my hand!

Uh... He must have counted the time too fast. Wu Dehui slowly exhaled and comforted himself calmly. He heard from Li Chi, no, other colleagues said that as soon as he got serious, he would forget the time.

Exists.

Every time, as long as he was asked to help with timekeeping, he would always be a second or two faster. As time went by, Wu Dehui never interfered in any work related to time.

For an advertising production, promotion and distribution company, time is more important than money.

In one second, in other companies, it would be astonishing, that is, profits of hundreds or tens of millions. This must be a company that has reached a certain scale and entered the Fortune 500.

However, in advertising companies, especially the company where Wu Dehui is involved in investing in movies, the value of one second is unlimited because there are too many unforeseen benefits.

Wu Dehui suddenly realized that he had gone too far, and quickly shook his head, retracting his thoughts that were about to wander to the question of whether advertising companies have greater profits or film companies, and counted twenty seconds again, deliberately slowing down.

Two twenty seconds passed, and his body still remained unchanged. He was a little discouraged, but he didn't completely want to give up.

If the method he guessed is really effective, maybe the Tathagata Palm skill in his body will become more and more powerful, and maybe he can perform the most powerful move that Yun Luo said, Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong.
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Although this method, according to normal logical thinking, has zero possibility, it is purely deceiving oneself and deceiving others.

Wu Dehui almost thought so. Fortunately, he was from an advertising company and an old employee. He had seen a lot of such unreasonable copywriting that could not be understood by common sense.

If he now has a creative advertising copy in front of him, which is old-fashioned, tacky, and has no ideas that will wow the client, he will pass it without any mercy.

This is pretty good. If I caught up with the boss to see it in person, I would have torn it up and thrown it into the trash can. Maybe I would be spit on and given a classic catchphrase from the boss.

Ah, bah, what I wrote, go back and eat shit!

Just thinking about it, Wu Dehuiguang had a vivid picture in front of him. In the three years before he returned to work, these words accompanied him every day. Even when he went on vacation, his boss would call to greet him, for no other reason.

I just wanted to scold him.

In other words, it is easy to understand that he has this idea.

As soon as Yun Luo woke up from the tomb, she said that she was a princess of the Yuan Dynasty, that Xiaoman was her maid, and that Tian Can had been chasing her for hundreds of years, and he...

Still don’t believe it.

Of course, he still has some sense. At first, he pretended to believe Yun Luo because she looked pretty and had a good figure, especially her long legs, which were not only straight and slender but also white and very attractive.

After all, today's girls are different from those a few decades ago. Not only do they dress conservatively, but their thoughts are still feudal and superstitious... Just talking, if I accidentally see the belly button on my belly, I will marry her...

...

This kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen in Hong Kong today.

You know, today's girls wear weird clothes, the fabrics seem to be quite expensive, and the more time passes, the less...

But when Yun Luo used the Jade Girl's Heart Sutra and Xiao Man used the Seven Spin Slash to deal with Tian Can with them, he believed it. He really believed it. He couldn't help but not believe it.

Now in the late 1980s and early 1990s, normal girls, no matter boys or girls, as long as they are human beings, know martial arts, or the unfathomable and unfathomable martial arts in martial arts novels.

That’s outrageous!
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