Soon, the uniformed men who were patrolling around came over upon seeing what was happening. After showing their IDs, the cheering citizens who formed a circle automatically gave way to the way.

Huang Bingyao stood proudly, his hands hanging down naturally, he took a half-step forward, briefly explained a few words to the waiter, and silently exited.

Zhou Xiaoxing should have seen it.

Walking to Zhou Xiaoxing, he stood on tiptoe slightly, clapped his hands, and glanced at the thief pretending not to care.

The meaning is very obvious, please praise me.

He's very sharp, he's invincible. I just listened to it once and haven't practiced it yet, so...

"Sir Huang, isn't that a little too cruel?"

Zhou Xiaoxing’s words were filled with selfishness, half truth and half falsehood.

On the one hand, the thief's neck is crooked, and he probably needs to straighten his bones after arriving at the embassy; on the other hand, the skill in the movie is called the fatal nail-cutting after all.

No matter what happens, please give me some kind guidance.

There is no other meaning than respecting the fruits of labor of film practitioners.

What do you mean by this, you don’t want to praise me?

Huang Bingyao rolled his tongue around his teeth and looked at Zhou Xiaoxing's suggestive eyes.

If you are careless, the thief is twisting his neck miserably, squinting his mouth, and pulling the uniformed man pitifully to point at him viciously, moving his mouth back and forth.

Fortunately, Huang Bingyao had been exposed to lip reading when he was handling cases before...

Translate the words of the thief...

"Sir, what are you doing? I haven't done anything yet, just... wu wu..."

"Let me tell you, when I arrived at the embassy, ​​the first thing I did was to file a complaint against that person who always hit people with his feet..."

"Hey, bastard... bastard, I have to pay taxes, and I haven't been beaten like this, like a pair of scissors. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been cut in half..."

....Woo woo..."

"Isn't this taking people's lives..."

......

He didn't bother to read the rest, it wasn't Che Zhulun talking back and forth.

Uh...

This situation is not to blame on him, but on...

He was a little apologetic but not retorting much, with a little pride in his words.

"Zhou Sheng, am I qualified or..."

That person has become like that, he speaks unclearly, Sir Huang, what he cares about is actually...

The life of a thief is not life?

Not to mention that it still failed.

This brain circuit is very yellow Sir.

No wonder there is such a sentence to describe him in the history of Hong Kong movies.

"The screenwriter Huang Bingyao is a genius. He is a genius. At that time, if the film company had 180 movies a year, 90 of them were his. He influenced the entire Hong Kong film industry."

Yes, this sentence was said by the actor who plays Patriarch Bodhi, another classic character in the history of Hong Kong movies.

Highly rated.

Hey, talented people are different, they can learn anything quickly.

"Uh, Sir Huang, what do you say?"

Zhou Xiaoxing is not very good at praising others.

"I think it's pretty good too."

"As long as you like it."

Zhou Xiaoxing was very knowledgeable about people with such overwhelming self-confidence. After realizing that Huang Bingyao was completely immersed in his own world, he turned around.

Retire after success.

Waiting for the queue, it seems that there are still things unfinished...

"Hey, Zhou Sheng, what are you..."

That is to say, after being intoxicated with himself for five, six, seven or eight seconds, Huang Bingyao immediately returned to real life and found...

"Nothing, I'm just a little tired from standing."

Come to think of it, the name of Kung Fu has not been changed yet.

He looked at Sir Huang seriously and was thinking.

"Well, Zhou Sheng, let me tell you a personal experience. If you do this, use the front part of your foot to exert force first. When you are tired, then switch to the back part, that is, the front and heel work together, and...

."

While talking, Huang Bingyao had already demonstrated several times to make sure Zhou Xiaoxing understood...

Isn't this one of the lazy methods taught by Zhou Xiaoxing's military training instructor...

He said nothing and quietly watched Huang Bingyao's performance.

"Thank you, I will try this method when I have time..."

Thank you!

He doesn't want to use this method.

Seeing that Huang Bingyao was a little disappointed, Zhou Xiaoxing added.

"Don't worry, I've remembered it all."

Feeling anxious, he noticed that the light in Huang Bingyao's eyes gradually brightened, and he immediately changed the subject.

"Sir Huang, I think you can read lips, I wonder..."

Upon hearing this, Huang Bingyao's face became troubled.

"Zhou Sheng, I also feel that my attack was a bit heavy, but I really did what you said, flying in the air like scissors..."

Zhou Xiaoxing touched his chin and nodded.

"Know ..."

SIR means Zhou Xiaoxing very clearly.

"This is like this, plus you are very talented, natural ..."

Don't say something good, Zhou Xiaoxing feels a little sorry Huang Bingyao's sudden guilt.

He actually did a good thing.

"Really, people who have seen my skills say that."

Huang Bingyao was not a person who heard praises and said "No" and then stole the music in his heart.

"But, I think this trick seems to be a little harmful ... Zhou Sheng, I am not the danger of this kung fu, but ..."

Explanation, Zhou Xiaoxing is Ming, this is the result he wants.

"Yes, you can see that invincible twisted feet are with a small harm."

Talking like a master's competition, just to point it.

Especially people who want Huang Bingyao like their own wisdom can't say more.

"So, is there any way to solve it?"

Although Huang Bingyao is now a scholar master, his job is still a bad guy. For some things, he is very clear, as if he cannot easily use force on people who have not been convicted legal, or because it is not necessary to resist the resistance ..

....

Some, change the name, and play a warning prevention needle effect on opponents or criminals.

"If you, you will click?"

Zhou Xiaoxing did not directly say the solution, but ...

Following good temptation.

Only when you think of it, you will be carved deeply into the bone marrow, and you will close it when you get a move.

Huang Bingyao was over, and wanted to see the situation of the thief, not.

In just a few minutes, the guy has handled things well, the people who eat melon have already dispersed, and the road has returned to normal.

Sample avoiding? How to reduce damage?

In this case or similar words, it is transferred to Huang Bingyao's mind, and it cannot dissipate for a long time.

For a moment, he shook his head.
To be continued...