Chapter 10 The most accented stall owner in history 1

There are two flags hanging next to it, one with the words "non-difficult and miscellaneous diseases" and the other "Remove all evils in the world."

In the lower right corner of the two flags, there is also a row of fly-headed regular script: do something once and receive 100,000 yuan.

Su Han sat silently without saying a word. Unlike other stalls, he was the most vocal stall owner in the Hubu Lane.

People around are talking about good things.

"Tut, the charlatans are quite powerful now, and they are still incurable. It sounds a little mysterious."

"Jianghu Liar! If the cavity is not hard, how can a fool take the bait?

"If you want me to say, those urban management are also inactive, and this kind of obvious superstitious guy directly hit his head with a weight."

None of the onlookers believed in Su Han, but they all stood and didn't want to disperse and watch the fun! It's just strange things. What's the point of bargaining at other stalls?

After more than an hour, a woman in a coffee-colored gown and a high bun began to squeeze into the innermost part. The woman's appearance was extremely beautiful, and her facial features were precisely calculated, but one point was too much, and one point was short.

She shouted anxiously, "Let me, excuse me."

The man in a suit who is familiar with the woman beside him kept persuading: "Shadow, don't squeeze it. It's all deceptive tricks in the world, and it doesn't do any good for my aunt's problems."

"Shadow, we can't fall into the hospital randomly. This kind of Jianghu warlock is a cheat. Let's go back first. The brain expert in London has contacted me and will come to treat my aunt in three days, and I will definitely get rid of the disease."

Maybe he was stimulated by the chattering of the man in a suit. Han Ying turned back impatiently and shouted viciously at the man in the suit: "Huh, brain expert? Did the American brain expert cure my mother's disease last time? Isn't there nothing we can do?"

"Then you can't find some Jianghu warlocks?"

"Huang Song, my mother often says that masters are in the folk. If you don't like it, get out and I'll squeeze alone."

Huang Song wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He had to sort out his Armani suit and shake off his arm and squeeze in.

As soon as the two of them talked, the guests suddenly understood that the two fish were going to be hooked, and the bustle was about to begin.

The crowd naturally opened a passageway, and the yellow pine, who was working hard, suddenly fell on a dog and gnawed a stone and lay on the ground, only one meter away from Su Han.

Su Han couldn't help sneering: "Yo! Just give money. I'm afraid it's unnecessary to give such a big gift.

"Bah!" Huang Song got up from the ground and roared angrily, "Ouch you, damn liar, get out of the alley now, or I'll break your leg."

Su Han didn't even raise his head: "If you believe it, there is. If you don't believe it, you don't have it. You'd better take it back." He said that he brushed his hand slightly, and the sleeve of the robe scraped Huang Song's body.

Suddenly, Huang Song felt a strange force hitting his body, and his whole body fell back and came with a "back, flat sand falling geese."

In the afternoon, Su Han, who was ready to go out of the stall, was not idle. He recalled the previous secular skills in the real world. To put it bluntly, it was martial arts. He used skills to meet the enemy. In the case that his realm could not rise too much in a short time, he could also protect himself.

This move is to hit the "cloud and crane nine sky" in the famous "snake and crane eight dozen".

Su Han's robe sleeve is like a crane's mouth, steadily penetrating into the acupuncture point of Huang Song's waist. His body is soft, and the strong wind sweeps by, normal people also have to turn over, not to mention Huang Song, who has been hollowed out by tobacco, alcohol and women.

Huang Song got up from the ground and said hatefully, "The charlatan has two hands. I'll call now and find someone to lift your stall." As soon as he took out his mobile phone, he was held down by Han Ying's show hand.

After seeing Su Han's just take action, Han Ying completely believed it. She said angrily, "Huang Song, if you dare to provoke the master, don't talk about our marriage, and it's impossible for my father to come forward."

"You... you are a little liar..."

Before the words fell, Han Ying had rudely interrupted: "Get out, get out quickly."

She can't joke about her mother's life, and she is a little unhappy with Huang Song.

"Good! OK, I'll give you face, but if you've been cheated, don't cry and come to me, damn it!" Huang Song glanced at Su Han and left decisively.

Han Ying breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Su Han and said, "Master, my mother is crazy. Can it be cured?"

Su Han laughed and said, "Your mother said she was crazy, but she didn't seem to be crazy. She didn't shout, but lay sick**. Her mouth couldn't speak, her body couldn't move, the water and rice didn't enter, but her consciousness was not paralyzed, wasn't it?"

When this sentence came out, Han Ying believed Su Han's words even more, and the doctor also said, "Your mother's brain waves fluctuate, but she can't wake up."

"Master! Please save my mother. I will promise you whatever conditions.