Chapter 201 [Real mummy, death is coming] (Repair)
The translator came out from nowhere, and looked at Tang En, who smashed into the wall with his tire and body, and gnashed his teeth.
Just now, he boasted that he was a second-grade warrior, not afraid of so-called ghost calls, and punched away a huge tire falling from the sky with a majestic punch.
The result is now good, it has been directly made into ‘sandwich biscuits’.
The two bodyguards who came from the Protector of the Country were not in serious trouble.
They only suffered some scratches, but Tang En suffered the worst, absorbing all the impact from the front.
As the translator shouted, the medical team on call 24 hours a day from the Medical University quickly arrived.
He Xiaotian looked at the scene of everyone working together to dig out the tire, and then carrying Tang En onto a stretcher. He whistled and walked over, looking like a crowd eating melon.
If anyone knew, he had swept away the tire just now.
It will definitely make people suspect that He Xiaotian is retaliating.
Fortunately, this visitor from the underworld is a second-grade warrior.
The body is as strong as an ox, and some reckless man just 'sweeps' it.
Otherwise, there is no need to send it to the ward after digging it out, it can be directly sent to the crematorium for burning.
In the temporarily converted ward, the 150 people had either arms or thighs wrapped in bandages.
What was a little worse was that my head was wrapped around me.
Although the medical facilities here are complete, the nurse lady is as beautiful as a flower.
But it should hurt, it still hurts!
A group of people were shouting ouch, ouch, ouch, and just lifting stone locks all day long.
When it comes to resisting beatings and enduring beatings, they are really not as good as He Xiaotian's registered disciples.
"Squeak!"
A hospital bed was pushed into the ward by a nurse. The person on the bed was covered in bandages, with only two eyes exposed.
More than a dozen Tang En group students on both sides of the room were immediately stunned.
Are there any such miserable people among our friends?
The disciple of the big muscle tyrant on the opposite side was too cruel!
"Brother, how did you offend someone and get beaten up like this?"
I don't blame the people in the ward for being strange, it was just a quarrel of words that kept everyone in a tizzy.
It's just a fight, it's not like beating someone to death!
Tang En looked at the curious students in the room and spoke angrily.
"Asshole! When you recover from your injuries, the weight of everyone's stone locks will be doubled!!"
But to other people's ears, what he said was just nonsense and gibbering.
"Gudong!"
Except for Tang En, there seems to be no one in the medical university who can have such an accent and not speak human language.
"Teach...instructor?!"
After a group of people reacted, they were dumbfounded. How did you become a mummy?
Okay, I said at noon that the little muscular guys on the opposite side are the mummy troops.
As a result, my instructor made him a mummy that afternoon.
Damn it!
Big and small muscle tyrants are really not easy to mess with, so you’d better walk around them when you see them in the future.
He Xiaotian never expected that dirty water would be poured on him.
After Tang En was carried away, Mr. He Damang returned to the playground pretending to be nonchalant.
He waved to call the trio of doglegs and ordered: "I have something to do and I'll go out for a while. You guys can keep an eye on these little brats for me for the time being. Don't miss out on your daily practice. If I find that they are slacking off in any way when I come back,
I won't punish them. But you three, you have to be more careful. Do you understand?"
The three men nodded and weighed the weapons in their hands, all without saying a word.
They will kill anyone who dares to make it difficult for them.
I didn't dare to do it before, so I could only use threats.
Things are different now!
Take a look at these little cuties, all of them have muscles that are well trained.
In addition to the "Bronze Statue Kung Fu", as long as you don't cut too hard, you'll be fine.
The registered disciples who were sweating profusely on the playground felt a chill rise inexplicably on their backs.
The three people standing with Master in front seem to have horns growing out of their heads?
Wait, why did the weapon in my hand turn into a devil's fork?
It’s not like you’re dazzled!
After He Xiaotian finished explaining, he left the playground, walked to the gate of the Medical University, and took a key from the soldier in the reception room.
Went to the garage and drove out a specially built SUV.
Now he is one of the two instructors of the Scavenger martial arts program, and he has some rights.
In the search system in the car, Gao Jie's home was found and set as the destination.
Then the specially-made SUV entered intelligent driving, while He Xiaotian took a nap.
The harassing phone calls were obviously supernatural incidents. Maybe Gao Jie's brother died because of this reason.
If not, why did the call go to Gao Jie's cell phone and not someone else?
This boy is one of his most promising disciples, and he cannot die before his wings have grown.
If he were to leave the army, there's no doubt that He Xiaotian wouldn't care about it.
After all, he is not the savior.
A certain community in Shanghai, 402.
Gao Jie sat tiredly on the sofa in the living room, with a sad look on his face.
Throughout the afternoon, he went to the police station.
According to the on-site investigation, it was an accident.
A little girl suddenly emerged from the crowd, causing a pickup truck loaded with steel pipes to swerve to the left and hit a fire hydrant.
Due to inertia, the steel pipe is ejected.
Gao Chunpeng turned his head and inserted it into his eye socket, killing him on the spot.
After completing the claiming procedures at the police station, it was already dark.
I have to contact the funeral parlor tomorrow to organize a funeral for my brother.
My parents were so heartbroken that they never wanted to leave.
Gao Jie received the notice in the middle of his practice. He was exhausted both physically and mentally after all the hard work, so he went home to rest first.
"Ring ring ring..."
When the phone in the living room rang, he picked it up without thinking too much.
"Hello?"
"..."
"Speak." He was in a bad mood, his voice cold.
"Fire."
"Beep beep... beep beep..."
After the other person uttered two words, he hung up the phone.
"Hey! What do you mean?"
"boom!"
Gao Jie smashed the phone to pieces with a slap. Just after his younger brother died, someone called him about the fire.
Is this a curse on him?
Bastard, don't let me know who you are!
Otherwise, you will be beautiful.
He walked to the bathroom, took off his clothes and started taking a shower.
Opposite, the rooftop.
Two young men dressed as students were sneakily smoking.
The two of them smoked and smoked, feeling very happy.
If a parent caught him looking like this, he would definitely be beaten up.
After Gao Jie entered the bathroom, they also finished smoking a cigarette.
The two casually threw down their cigarette butts and returned to the building.
Since it is summer, almost no one closes the windows.
In addition, when the cigarette butt fell, a strange wind blew.
Two cigarette butts with a surface temperature of 300 degrees and a core temperature of 700-800 degrees were blown into Gao Jie's home.
What a coincidence, it landed on the sofa.
After a while, the flames rose.
A trace of smoke did not float to the bathroom, but was completely drawn out by the strong wind outside the room.
When Gao Jie finished taking a shower and walked out of the bathroom.