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Chapter 0028 Head, you can't do this

How can there be no accidents in cultivation?

If nothing happens, it is no longer cultivation.

Baoliu fell bravely with his unyielding spirit.

"Stop the bleeding quickly." Lin Fan was a little panicked, and even felt that he had committed a terrible crime. Baoliu's brain was not very bright to begin with, and now he spurted out such a terrible amount of blood. It always felt like he had made a bad start.

After some rescue work, Bao Liuyouyou woke up. When he opened his eyes, they were still a little confused.

"Head, what's wrong with me?"

It's a bit of a pit.

He was so hit that he didn't even know how he fell into a coma. What else could he say? He could only let Baoliu have a good rest first and don't bump into him randomly, otherwise the collision would really cause problems. It took a lot of effort to get fifteen of his subordinates to change immediately.

Fourteen, what a pitfall.

"What are you doing, why don't you start practicing quickly? Baoliu is giving you a vivid lesson. Cultivation needs to be gradual and cyclical, and you can't do it too hastily."

He is really tired. These little guys are so unreliable that they can train themselves to this level even by practicing "Tietou Gong".

As their leader, I think he is just an ordinary person. He may be a little more talented than you in this aspect of cultivation, but regardless of whether he is talented or not, everyone knows not to mess around like this.

Baoliu was lying on a chair to rest, and the bleeding wound on his head had been stopped.

"Tou, Baoliu let you down." Wang Baoliu tilted his head, with guilt and sadness in his eyes.

Lin Fan spread his legs, lowered his head, and sat there, hitting bricks on his head like a machine.

"Baoliu, your cultivation spirit is worth learning, but I told you to do it step by step, why didn't you listen?"

He could only comfort Baoliu to prevent him from going too far and hurting Baoliu's self-esteem. Although Baoliu might not understand what he meant and couldn't feel the frustration of his self-esteem, as a leader, he had to worry about this.

a little.

"Head, it's Baoliu's fault. Baoliu thought too much. I thought my head was much harder than the tree, but I didn't expect that there were knots on the surface of the tree." Wang Baoliu felt very uncomfortable.

Lin Fan raised the brick and slapped his head angrily. The brick shattered into pieces, "Well, be careful next time."

He can also say, yes, this is not the problem of Baoliu, but the bark of this tree, which has knots that harm Baoliu nourishing blood.

"Yes, sir, I will continue to practice after I get some rest." Wang Baoliu said firmly.

Why!

Lin Fan was very tired. He asked his younger brothers to practice "Tietou Gong" just to form a formation to deal with the enemy. But looking at the current situation, let's not talk about formations in particular. Let's see if they can get started first.

As for further ideals, such as forming a team that will scare the enemy.

I've even thought of a name.

Holy Light Strike Team.

The bald head flashes with the holy light, carrying out justice and faith, hitting the enemy with the bald head without pulling out a hair, and safeguarding the safety of Jiangdu City.

These are just thoughts, and it is still far away to actually achieve this step.

At least judging from the current situation, there is a huge difference.

distance.

Wang Zhou stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at the situation on the martial arts training field, nodding with great satisfaction. It seemed that he had a very good vision and was able to select such an outstanding person and entrust him with such an important task.

But he didn't understand something.

What on earth was Lin Fan thinking and why did he choose "Tietou Kung Fu"? This technique is indeed good, but the key process is a bit painful.

But these are not problems.

Seeing how hard they all practiced, Wang Zhou also had great hopes for them.

night.

Some police officers want to go home. They feel aggrieved and want to go back and complain to their parents. Their heads are too cruel.

But what they didn't expect was...

Their parents actually stood on the side of the leader, saying that one has to endure hardships to become a great person. Such responsible adults are really rare. Whenever I invite you adults back for a meal, I must thank you in person.

Suddenly.

They are wondering whether they are the biological children of their parents.

The next day.

The entrance to the government office.

Lin Fan stood at the door and waited. The police officers who lived in government-assigned housing were already waiting at the door.

When the police arrived, my heart trembled violently, as if something big was going to happen.

"As soon as you arrive, gather together and wait for the others to arrive." Lin Fan said.

They didn't know what their heads were for, but they all stood there obediently. Yesterday when they practiced "Tietou Gong", they had bumps on their heads. However, after applying the plaster, the bumps on their heads disappeared overnight.

soon.

The fifteen detectives were all in place, standing there upright, looking at their heads, waiting for orders from their heads.

"Okay, everyone is here, so today's devilish training officially begins, please take off your shirts." Lin Fan shouted angrily, with a very serious look on his face, and his shocked subordinates quickly took off their shirts.

Although I don’t know what happened, but if I want to take it off, I have to take it off.

The temperature is relatively low in the morning now.

The detectives who took off their shirts all felt a little cold, but under the authority of the head, they all maintained their previous postures, not daring to move, waiting for the head's command.

"Baoliu took the lead and started running around the streets in the city."

"Everyone, run for me."

The words just fell.

The fifteen detectives all started running.

"Baoliu, run faster. If you want to be better than others, you must have a good body. Look at your body now. You don't even have a muscle. Can you still be considered a man?"

Lin Fan got on a horse and followed behind.

On the street.

The people around looked at it dumbfounded. They had never encountered such a scene before. Sixteen big bald heads were shining brightly. When the sun shone over them, the big heads reflected the light, which is commonly known as the holy light.

"Did these agents take the wrong medicine?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, or you may get into trouble."

For the detectives.

They really wanted to cry, head, can we run to a place where no one is around? The thin-skinned ones all blushed, wishing they could find a crack to hide in.

It's so embarrassing.

And what they want to protest is why the head is riding a horse instead of running with them.

When Lin Fan was training with his younger brothers.

In a crowded place, two pairs of eyes were staring at Lin Fan with malicious intent.

They dress normally and blend in with the people around them.

It's hard to find any difference.

Then the two came to a deserted place to discuss.

"It's not easy to do anything."

"Does this guy have no other way of life?"

They were the Jiaolong Gang who came to assassinate Lin Fan, but according to their tracking during this period, they found that the other party rarely left the government to act alone, which made it difficult for them to seize the opportunity to take action.

It would be very dangerous if we do it inside the city.

Now the time given to them by the superiors is not much, and the deadline is almost up. If they don't take action, there will be some trouble later.

ps: Thank you: lychee-flavored candy, a million rewards.


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