[Chapter 220]: Invisible Master

(All kinds of busy things... Please forgive me... Big chapter!!! 5K words!!!)

At night.

Two ghost-like figures appeared in the fierce scene of the battle just now. A burly figure, about about .9 meters, a national character face, gives people a feeling of not angry but majestic; a relatively short figure, about 1.7 meters, oily powder, gives people a feeling of cream. The two of them looked for evidence like detectives in the place where the fierce battle had just now. Both of them looked very ugly and sad. I'm also excited.

"Fengthe country. Do you think he will die?" The oil-headed pink man asked while looking for clues.

"Since you are selected, it is impossible to die so easily." The angry and majestic Chinese-faced voice said rudely.

"If he really dies, will we be dereliction of duty?" The oil-headed pink man asked worriedly.

"If he really dies, he can only say that he is incompetable." The national-faced man, who was called Fengguo, snorted from his nostrils and said it with great disdain.

"If you face the world killer organization's third-life falcon, do you think you can avoid the assassination of the other party?" The oil-headed pink man asked a faint question.

The Chinese-faced man who heard the other party's question was stunned and did not refute. Although he doesn't like this person who is suddenly thought to be comparable to a special function by someone in the organization, he still has self-awareness and knows that if he really faces the falcon killer, he will only die without defense.

The night is unusually quiet.

Only snowflakes are still drifting freely.

adds a strange beauty to this place.

"Fengthe country. Come here quickly." The oil-headed pink-faced man shouted in surprise. The man with a national face came quickly. The speed made ordinary people ashamed, at least it was not what ordinary people could do.

"What's the matter?"

"Look." The oil-headed pink man pointed to a broken palm on the ground.

"Is this?" Seeing the incredible face of the Chinese-faced man in the palm of his hand, he could see that the calluse on the palm of his hand was obviously the calluse of those who were used to using guns in the Falcon organization for a long time.

"So he has escaped from the other party's assassination?" The oil-headed pink man was also shocked to say that these killers are obviously not ordinary people, and even they can't avoid them. If there is no unnecessary collision, it will not be the enemy of them. At that time, some important things still needed to be faced.

"Look at the broken marks of the palm, which is basically done in one go. Can you do this when the other party is on guard? The Chinese-faced man's face is even more ugly. Obviously, this kind of ability is not what they can do. Although they rank high in the organization and will not be responsible for protecting this person who is expected to join the organization, this level is still impossible.

"So he has reached an incredible point?" The oil-headed pink man asked in shock.

"Maybe someone can help him. Judging from the fight at the scene, he should have been injured, or there would be no different blood stains." The man with a national face said clearly.

"How is that possible? Is there anyone else interested in him besides us? The oil-headed pink man who heard this sentence was even more puzzled and even puzzled. If his organization is interested in this person, it is obviously because someone recommended it to the above, but there will be no one who is interested in him!

"This is not certain yet. However, if I'm not wrong, he shouldn't have encountered any difficulties. We don't have to worry, and we don't have to report to the organization. We have to wait for him to appear. If he doesn't appear within ten days, we want to organize a report. We just need to observe his friends quietly. But pay attention to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's ability is obviously not under the Falcon Killer. The man with a national face had been hiding in the dark and looking at the lone wolf. They were just discussing something in this place.

"Who the hell is he? Why are all his men a freak? And he is also a freak?" The oil-headed noodle man is obviously very interested in the people whom this organization makes them protect, and even more and more interested, and even wants to expose something that he doesn't know little by little.

"At least not a bastard. And he will be a person who can stand proudly at the top. Nanfeng, I think I want to take back my original idiom for him. Although he was recommended by a man who defeated me, I had to start to appreciate him little by little. The Chinese-faced man smiled in front of outsiders for the first time, which surprised the oil-headed pink-faced man on one side, and then felt very calm. After all, no matter in what world, the more capable people are, the easier it is to win the respect of others.

"What are we going to do now?" The oil-headed noodle man asked.

"Why did the falcon kill him?" The man with a national face felt that his original heart that did not seek progress was surging again, and he felt that his blood was boiling little by little.

Only under the constant stimulation of the opponent can he burst out his unexpected potential. Seeing the high-spirited Chinese-faced man, the oily-headed pink-faced man also smiled and felt that it might be more fun in the future. At least the organization would not be as lifeless as before.

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The talented young man was accidentally saved by a top master in the case of being assassinated, and then staged a scene of learning from a teacher. This is the plot that should be in most dog-blooded martial arts dramas, and Tang Monk also feels that he is like a walking dog like the protagonist in a certain plot at this time. I met a master who could not only save his life but also teach himself how to kill.

But Tang Seng, who woke up, didn't think so at all. After all, there was no one in this tattered hut. Although there is no dirty and unpleasant smell in the hut, the four walls of the family also make Tang Monk feel that this should not be a place where an old man with profound martial arts skills should live. This is completely a dog kennel of a beggar-level uncle. The arm has been bandaged, and the bandage is very rough. It should be just a simple way to get out the warhead inside, then apply some herbs, and wrap it directly with gauze. However, what makes Tang Monk feel strange is that he suffers so much pain into the bone marrow during the period of coma, and he can be as painless as Guan Gong's bone scraping and healing wounds. It seems that his ability has also been refined a lot. The arm is not the kind of Western medicine that is popular in society now, but some of the most primitive herbs cover your arm, and you can feel the coldness of the whole arm.

Get up from the hard wooden board and look at the dilapidated hut with four walls of the family. Tang Monk's mind was constantly flashing with the events that happened last night. However, I didn't think of any hero who could save me from danger in my mind. The only thing that was doubtful was the old man who was still calm in the chaotic scene at that time.

"Wake up?" When Tang Monk was still reverie, he was shocked to hear a voice reaching his eardrums. After listening carefully, there was no ancient voice like Huang Zhong Dalu last night, but a very plain voice.

"Uncle. Did you save me? Tang Monk asked doubtfully.

"It's kind of! I saw you lying on the ground and thought you were dead. I took a look and brought it back. It's all right now. You can go." The old man's temper was obviously not very good, and he issued an eviction order before he said a few words.

This was also what Tang Monk didn't expect. He didn't expect that the other party would eviate the guest so soon. He wanted to ask something, but at the thought of Gu Yue, they might be very worried about themselves. I also had the idea of leaving. Before leaving, I thanked the other party for saving my life again, saying that I would visit in the future to seriously thank the old man for saving my life. Listening to the endless voice of the other party, the old man said more impatiently and didn't leave. The appearance was a little fierce, and the voice was a little rough, which made Tang Monk feel that the old man's temper was really gloomy, and he didn't talk much, and immediately planned to leave.

"You'd better go to the hospital for that hand, otherwise it may be invalidated. I just used the oldest way to relieve the pain for you, and it's just a way to treat the symptoms but not the root causes." Seeing that Tang Monk was about to leave the dilapidated hut, the old man said lightly that he was not very serious, but inadvertently mentioned it, which made Tang Monk feel a kind of warmth. I was even more awed by this strange-tempered old man. First of all, don't consider whether the other party is the person who saved you yesterday, even if you treat the wound of your arm well, you should also get your own respect.

Looking at Tang Seng leaving the small shabby house, the old man who was originally depressed suddenly became energetic, and a very satisfied smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. He whispered that he thought he could not find a qualified person in his life, but he suddenly jumped to his side and was really a little uncomfortable. Although he was not very good at it, he was better. Thick, it is still a material that can be made. However, the head is also something that needs to be tempered. And conscience also needs to be tested.

The Tang Monk, who has been far away for a long time, will naturally not see the old man change from his original depression to his spirit, and naturally he will not hear the old man muttering to himself. After leaving the small shabby house, Tang Monk walked about ten kilometers on foot to see the place where there were people. The place where the old man lived was simply inaccessible. Tang Monk really couldn't imagine how the old man pulled himself from the city center to that place. He was even more confused about the identity of the old man. To his doubts, Tang Monk didn't have any ideas. He inexplicably thought of the old man who taught him to play chess in QD. It seemed that both of them had something that they could not see. If you secretly stay in front of the other party, you can only dig your own grave. This kind of person can only be respected.

Tang Seng shook his head and no longer thought about who the other party was. Just because the other party saves his life at the most critical moment, he is sure that he will not be a bad person, and the other party does not want to get any benefits from him at all.

When he met a small shop, Tang Monk called Orange and asked him to pick him up. Yesterday, I was afraid that I couldn't find Gu Yue when Orange arrived, so I gave my mobile phone to Gu Yue. Tang Monk, who doesn't have a mobile phone, can only find a phone booth and a small shop. When she called, she couldn't help but make the grandmother of the small shop feel terrible for a while. She thought it was a bad guy who escaped from prison and looked at each other with vigilance.

After getting the address from the grandmother's mouth, Tang Monk told Orange. Soon Orange drove to this place, followed by the lone wolf. Judging from the blood stains on the ground, the remaining hand and Tang Monk's dagger, there must have been an unimaginable dangerous scene last night. The lonely wolf, who likes Tang Monk very much, is naturally very concerned about this descendant who has always wanted to be an apprentice but has repeatedly encountered obstacles.

Both of them were shocked when they saw the injury on Tang Monk's arm. The whole arm was covered with blood. Obviously, it was not a minor injury, but Monk Tang maintained a calm expression and seemed to have no pain at all.

"Tang Monk, your arm?" After seeing it, Orange asked in surprise.

"It's nothing. Let's take me to the hospital now. Don't tell Gu Yue. Don't let them worry. I'm fine."

The lone wolf on one side was obviously shocked, even more than Chengzi's shock, but he didn't directly ask Tang Monk's injury in the first sentence, but asked excitedly, "Who bandaged you?"

"What's the matter?" Seeing that the people who can be said to be the top in the killer world were shocked like this made Tang Monk puzzled.

"Wait a minute. Let's bear it." After saying that, the Lone Wolf didn't care whether Tang Monk would be very painful or not. He opened the bandage on Tang Monk's blood-stained arm like forcibly demolishing illegal buildings. After seeing the herbs inside, he was even more excited and asked excitedly, "Who have you met?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I said, who gave you the medicine? Where is this person?" The lone wolf still asked excitedly.

"This medicine?"

"This medicine seems plain, but in fact it hides some lost remedies. There are good golden sore medicine, poppy flowers and green herbs in it. There are a lot of things I don't know. Presumably, the person who can produce this prescription must have some kind of ability to survive in dangerous places. Lone Wolf said excitedly that obviously, he was not sure what the ability of the person who could make this prescription was. It's just a rough guess.

"You said poppies. Isn't poppy poisonous?" The orange beside him asked in surprise.

"Poppy is poisonous and addictive, but a small amount will not, and the other party has other materials to cover up this shortcoming. There is only benefit in this prescription, and there is no harm at all. Golden sore medicine can make people's wounds heal quickly, and poppies can clear the pain of the wound. Green herbs can keep the wound from ulcerated. Of course, there are other drug aids. Let your wounds fuse quickly in a short time, even more useful than going to the hospital. Lone Wolf explained excitedly that for a killer, injury is as normal as eating. Only the necessary medicine on his body can exude vitality, and the person who can have this formula must have skills that ordinary people don't have.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corners of Tang Monk's mouth when he heard the explanation of the lone wolf. It seemed that the other party really wanted to drive himself away, or he would not say that he would treat the symptoms but not the root. If he didn't go to the hospital, this hand was basically useless. It seems that the other party doesn't want people to know about him, but who is he?

But can't the doctor in the hospital see it? So what is this for?

At this time, Tang Monk is unwilling to guess. Obviously, since the other party can not be afraid that his identity will be leaked and use such a precious herb on him, it seems that the other party has no intention to kill him. Looking at the anxious look of the lonely wolf, Tang Monk said helplessly, "I don't know that the wound had been bandaged when I woke up. I don't even know what the other party looks like.

"It seems that the other party is a top master and a person who does not want to leave a name. If I can see such a person, it's worth my death. The lonely wolf, who was originally indifferent to everything, actually said something that made Tang Monk and Orange feel too exaggerated. This sentence can obviously show this person's benchmark in the heart of the lonely wolf. No matter what the other party's kung fu is, just a simple saving skill can make the lone wolf use his life to meet the other party.

Tang Monk thought to himself that he must go back to see the old man, and sincerely, sincerely ask the other party for advice. The disappointed lone wolf didn't get any information and could only take Tang Monk to the hospital to see the wound on his hand.

After a check in the hospital, I saw that the rapid recovery of the arms under the action of those herbs made the doctors also admire it. He said that without these herbs, the arms would basically be useless. Now it's basically all right, and the wound has begun to recombine. Although it can't move in a short time, there is no danger. The hospital even asked Tang Monk to leave the herbs already used on his arm to the hospital for research, which will be a great contribution to the benefit of the world. Tang Monk, who did not have the consent of the old man, naturally did not dare to make his own decisions and could only refuse euphemistically. The courtyard was helpless for a while, but people who knew the background of Tang Monk did not dare to use power or stealing, and could only sigh helplessly. The doctor who treated Tang Seng felt that he was one step away from the famous doctor, but there was nothing he could do.

After checking in the hospital and knowing that it was okay, several people did not continue to stay in the hospital. Driving home, there was no danger. Tang Monk called Gu Yue and the others in the car and said that he was fine and was now rushing to the villa. Originally, because the other party was in danger in order to save himself, Gu Yue couldn't control her tear glands. Tears gushed out and cried hysterically on the phone. I want to try to control myself from crying, but I still can't control it, just like a conditioned reflex. Only under the condition that Tang Monk used his shameless cheek, saying some ambiguous things made Gu Yue burst into laughter and scolded the other party for thinking about such a shameless thing at the critical moment of life and death. Tang Monk continued to carry forward his thick-skinned spirit, saying that he was tortured so much last night. Today, you must serve him well, wash your body, and let me enjoy the beauty banquet. On the other side, Gu Yue restrained her tigress's nature and said in a coy voice, "Okay, let's not play three flights again." Tang Monk, who did not have such a plan, kept recalling the four people's hard-working war in his mind, which made Tang Monk have a trace of desire and a trace of worry at the same time. He was afraid that the more beautiful women in the harem would be unable to do this kind of thing in the future. It seems that he could not relax his efforts to train in the future. You must strengthen your body before you can "plough the land".

Tang Seng, who felt a little ** breathed, waved his hand and pointed to the country and said, so that they all washed their bodies and let me work hard.

Hearing the shameless Tang Monk's words, the two serious people were ashamed!