Chapter 44 Tattoo Exhibition

Wang Chen got the order and touched the teacup he had just put down. This time, he could finally fulfill his wish and opened a mouth on Su Han's head with the teacup.

Holding a thick porcelain pot in his hand, he stared at Su Hanhu.

Tang Yun stood in front of him: "Don't be impulsive. I think he has no hatred with his father, and it is definitely impossible to hurt his father."

Tang Dafeng on the ground is still rolling in pain.

Originally, Su Han was not going to explain, but looking at Tang Yun with a pitiful expression, he took a sip of coke and said slowly, "What are you shouting? What do you call? What's wrong with this? It's not a cold, headache and brain fever. If you take a dose of medicine, you will get rid of the disease. Uncle Tang's nerves are being reconstructed now. It must be very painful. Just wait for ten minutes.

Tang Yun nodded gratefully to Su Han, indicating that she believed in him.

Tang Ya can only wave her hand angrally: "Wang Chen, come here and wait for two hours. If my father is still like this, you can kill the masked bastard for me."

It took two hours. After only ten minutes, Tang Dafeng's painful howling sound decreased, and at the same time, he looked happy: "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, I feel the power on my feet. I may be really fine."

Su Han said with a smile, "Uncle Tang, don't just talk about fake skills. Stand up and take two steps."

"Can I really do it?" Tang Dafeng was very nervous. Over the years, he always didn't want to stand up again, take two steps, and feel the weight of the earth again.

Tang Yun smiled and squatted down: "Dad, the master said you can do it. I think you can stand up. I'll help you."

"Don't help." Su Han looked at Tang Yun coldly: "What's the matter with you supporting him? Let your father stand up by himself."

"Yes! Don't help me. I'll stand up by myself." Tang Dafeng's brain sent a command to his feet: "Stand."

The first step in standing is to curl up your knees, and then rely on the strength of your ankles to stand up.

But when Tang Dafeng curled up his knees, it was a little difficult, and his thighs kept trembling.

"Master, is this all right?" Tang Yun's concern is chaotic.

"Don't be afraid. It's just the beginning and you haven't adapted yet. Didn't you walk when you were born?" The reason is very simple. If you look for the nerves again, the brain needs to find the frequency of the foot nerves again. If you want to connect the nerves, stand up. I'm afraid that Daluo Jinxian can't do it.

For good, Tang Dafeng's brain had already known how to walk. He trembled for a while, and his knees really curled up.

"I did it, I did it." Tang Dafeng rose up for a moment and suddenly stood up. His body kept shaking, as if he was about to fall down at any time, but he really stood up, waved his arms, and looked at the trembling lower body. Tang Dafeng shouted happily: "Stand up. I, Tang Dafeng, really have a moment to stand up in my life. ."

Just finished speaking, he sat on the wheelchair again.

Recover your nerves and need more exercise to stand firm.

Su Han snapped his finger and said, "Come on, Uncle Tang, you are ready to go to the bridge to play Taijiquan in a week, and make your friends happy. Their old friends are alive again and become a normal person."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Master, you really have a reinsurgent kindness to me..." Tang Dafeng was happy, and many numb words blurted out.

Su Han quickly stretched out his hand: " Stop, I'm not that noble. You promised to pay me the medical fee, right? Officer Tang?"

Although Tang Yun is distressed about Feitian Sandalwood's bracelet, she has to say that compared with what Su Han did, it was really worth it.

was also not stingy at all. Tang Yun lifted his sleeves, took down the dark bracelet and handed it to Su Han: "Thank you, master."

Su Han saw from Tang Yun's eyes that she really cared about this chain, and no one would give away the only thing left by her mother.

Alas!

He sighed and found the knot of the red rope of the bracelet. After opening it, he poured all nine beads on his hand.

"Master, what are you?" Tang Yun didn't understand what Su Han wanted to do.

Su Han searched for a few seconds, twisted one of them and put it in his pocket. This sandalwood is alive, planted in the land, and can survive, thus becoming a seed, providing him with medicinal materials endlessly.

Although the rest are also precious, they can't help Su Han's current strength at all. They simply don't win people's love and give it back to others.

Su Han put on eight beads again, tied the knot, and handed them back to Tang Yun: "A gentleman doesn't win the love of others. I only take one, and the whole chain will still be returned to you."

buzz!

There was a roar in Tang Yun's mind. This master is simply a fairy. No matter how good the technique is, and the quality is particularly excellent, which makes her a little uncomfortable: "Master, if you don't accept it, I'm really feel a little guilty."

"Don't feel guilty, just remember that you don't owe me." Su Han didn't think about what Tang Yun owed him. He walked to Tang Ya and said, "Your sister doesn't owe me, but you owe me."

"What do I owe you?"

"Twenty Buddha Palms, right? I said it when I made a bet.

"Do you really want to fight?" Tang Ya was so scared that she hid behind Wang Chen.

Su Han hooked his finger and said, "Come out, you have to be trustworthy in what you say, otherwise how can you gain a foothold in society in the future?"

Looking at Su Han's arrogant appearance, Wang Chen was a little upset and stood in front of Tang Ya: "What kind of hero is a big man bullying a little woman? What's the matter, come to me..."

Before he finished his words, he saw that his nose was bleeding again, and his brain suddenly short-circuited. He lay down softly. When he closed his eyes, he tasted a trace of bitterness, which was said to be the smell of brain.

"Wang Chen, Wang Chen." Tang Ya cat put her waist and put her hands around Wang Chen's neck and shouted.

Su Han withdrew his fist: "Since you want to be a hero, I'll help you. That's interesting." After saying that, he strode away from the Tang family.

On the contrary, Tang Yun was also a little panicked. Wang Chen's nose was concave, and he was already wearing a layer of gauze. Now it seems that gauze is far from being able to solve the problem.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and take it to the hospital." Tang Yun drank a sentence from Tang Ya.

When paying medical expenses and swiping the card in the hospital, Tang Yun subconsciously took out his salary card, glanced at the ATM, and found that there was really 300,000 left in it.

She thought Su Han had withdrawn all the money inside.

Now he really finds that there are noble people in the world.

Originally, as a policeman, she was used to the darkness of society, petty burglary, entering the house*, killing and selling goods. She saw too many such scum, but it was the first time she saw such a trustworthy and ability man.

"It's rare, it's really rare."

......

After treating Tang Dafeng, Su Han took the subway to go to the station, go home to take a bath, and then have a good rest after refining the medicine, and wholeheartedly hit the bottleneck of building the foundation.

After building the foundation, his energy is another realm, and he can also use spells.

For example, fire robbery, qi whip, with spells, there are more tricks to save your life. If you practice slowly, you can always cultivate to become a god. At that time, it is not impossible to tear open the void and return to the world of cultivation.

"Huh? Why do I think so?" Su Han suddenly became a little funny. When he built his foundation for the first time, not to mention the transformation of God, even in the Yuanying period, he did not dare to have a trace of hope. Now, he has not built a foundation yet, and has begun to spy on the transformation of the God.

Maybe he has been infinitely close to the realm of God.

When he got out of the subway station, Su Han put his hands in his pockets and was ready to walk to the station.

The mobile phone in my pocket vibrated.

Su Han took out and looked at the call from Xiaoying, opened the answer button, and said half jokingly, "Hello, Xiaoying, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much."

"Brother Han, there is an exhibition in the afternoon. I want you to accompany me."

Ah? What kind of exhibition?" Su Han subconsciously asked.

Xiaoying's voice immediately became weak and a little shy: "Don't ask, you will know when you come."

"Well, what time is it? Where can I find you?"

"At 4:30 p.m., at the school gate, I'll pick you up then."

"Alle! Anyway, if you have a car, I will save two tickets. Su Han hung up the phone with a smile.

Xiaoying on the other side of the phone looked at the two tickets in her hand again - the tattoo art exhibition.

Although Xiaoying is clever on the surface, she is actually very wild inside, especially the art of tattooing.

But she likes it, but Xiaoying does not dare to tell others that she likes the art of tattooing. In China, tattoos have always been linked to crime, and serious people rarely stab the next pattern on their skin.

In Europe, the United States, Japan and South Korea, these countries are relatively open. Plain-headed people, even white-collar workers in office buildings, also like to tattoo a beloved pattern on their shoulders or necks.

Xiaoying also likes to watch some sports games and sees many favorite stars with tattoos, so she also likes this art.

But now she just feels appreciated, and she dares not try to tattoo one on her body.

I like to watch it, but I don't like to do it.

"I hope Brother Han will also like this kind of art. If he despises it, it will be difficult." Xiaoying put the tickets in her pocket and returned to the classroom to prepare for the last class in the afternoon.

Su Han looked at his watch. It's only 2:30 now, and there are still two hours left. Find a place to have fun.

After thinking about it, Su Han came up with a particularly tasteless thing - watching movies.