Mages Are Too OP

Roland has been looking for this strange energy for more than a year.

The temples inside and outside the county, and the ancestral ancestral halls of other families have been searched, and nothing has been gained.

But I didn't expect to see it here.

But it's very strange, why this energy sticks to other people's scalps.

And the old man was bald.

Pretty greasy.

It's not that Roland looked down on the old man. He knew that anyone at this age would have greasy skin.

But the problem is that he wants to "eat" this energy, and this thing is hanging on other people's greasy scalp, which is a bit difficult.

I can't speak.

If it was a young and beautiful girl, Roland could still bear it.

But for greasy old people, forget it.

Roland didn't hide his tangled expression. After the old man asked, he found that Roland's peculiar gaze fell on the top of his head, and he was immediately a little unhappy.

Most bald people are very sensitive to other people's eyes looking at their heads.

This old man is no exception.

"Young man, I asked if you were Jin Wenwen's family. What are you doing looking at my head!"

Roland smiled apologetically and said, "I looked there unconsciously, sorry. In addition, neither of us are family members of Jin Wenwen, at most we can only count as acquaintances."

The old man's face was quite round and blessed, and he seemed to be even more unhappy when he heard the words: "Then do you know her family, or do you have her family's phone number?"

Roland shook his head, and Qi Shaoqiu also shook his head.

"It's not a lie to us." Some of the young people behind said with a cold face: "Or they know that this woman likes to cause trouble, so they don't dare to admit it."

This is a bit too much to say.

Qi Shaoqiu is also his ex-boyfriend. He leaned against the wall, stared at this strong young man, and said slowly: "I don't know whether she will cause trouble, but I know that she is not out of danger yet. No matter who it is, whoever beats a woman like this, no matter how reasonable it is, it will be unreasonable on the police side. If the two of you used your hands to injure someone and chase them to the hospital, they would still be unreasonable. Is there something wrong with your brain when you speak evil words?"

"you!"

The young man looked like a rebellious person. He pointed at Qi Shaoqiu and was about to curse.

The old man stopped him, which made the latter look rather depressed.

Then the old man looked at Qi Shaoqiu: "Young man, my son's personality is a bit aggressive, please don't worry about it. No matter what identities you and the injured are, if you know her family, please help to contact her, we will talk about compensation, no one wants to Bring this to the table."

Qi Shaoqiu's face gradually turned cold, from leaning against the wall to standing with his arms crossed: "It's really you who got hurt."

"But it's not our fault." The old man said helplessly: "Our father and son practiced the three tricks and two styles handed down from our ancestors at home. She came to the door and did not say anything. When it was thrown to the ground, we were so impatient that we moved our hands."

Roland and Qi Shaoqiu were speechless.

Here in southern Xinjiang, many local people have large plots of land at home, and they like to build a 'house hall' in the homestead, which is also called the ancestral hall in the north. One of the local customs.

Jin Wenwen came up and threw people's ancestor portraits on the ground, even the gods of Luo Luo couldn't bear it.

"Not actually killed." Qi Shaoqiu was quite surprised.

Then he felt a little embarrassed, and stood leaning against the white wall again, daring to look at people.

"Even if she was wrong in a thousand ways, but we wounded people, and even nearly killed them, this is our fault." The old man seemed to understand: "She walked in a hurry after being slapped and was riding a battery bike. We ran away, but we didn't catch up, thinking that she was probably seriously injured, so I came to the hospital to see her, hoping to find her."

"It hurts like this with one palm!" Qi Shaoqiu looked at the old man up and down: "Do you practice iron sand palm, or eagle claw?"

At this time, the young man stood up and said, "It wasn't my father who played it, it was me. That little girl learned a little Sanda, and thought it was really like on TV. All the martial arts were not their Sanda and Free Fighting factions. The opponent. Fortunately, I practiced the eagle claw technique. If I practiced the iron sand palm, she would not have the chance to enter the emergency room at all."

so smart?

Roland was a little unconvinced.

However, he subconsciously glanced at the old man's head, and he believed it again.

If you can use this energy to slap someone and kill someone, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

Qi Shaoqiu glanced at the old man, nodded slightly, and continued to stand.

And Roland took the initiative to ask: "What kind of kung fu are you practicing, old man!"

"Tietougong, what, what's your opinion?" The old man looked sideways at Roland.

The old man quite disliked this man who stared at the 'Mediterranean' in a daze as soon as he saw him.

Iron head power?

Roland now vaguely knows why this mass of energy appeared on the top of the old man's head. He said, "No, just ask."

The old man ignored them, but the young man's eyes kept falling on Roland and Qi Shaoqiu.

He could see that these two were trained.

And knowing Jin Wenwen again, the possibility of having practiced is even greater.

He wanted to practice with his peers a little bit, but the current situation was obviously not the time to make such a request.

None of the four said a word. Not long after, the door of the emergency room was opened, and two nurses pushed the unconscious Jin Wenwen out and sent them to another hospital.

Walking out with them, there were two other doctors.

One of them stopped, looked at Roland and the others, and asked, "Who are her family members?"

After a while, Qi Shaoqiu sighed slightly and said, "I'll be the one."

"Yes, yes, no, no, no reason." The doctor seemed quite unhappy.

"My ex-boyfriend, I haven't been in contact for several years. I just saw her hurt and came to take care of her."

The doctor was stunned for a moment, his expression became quite strange, and finally said: "Two ribs on the right side of her chest were broken, and they were directly stuck in the lungs. Although it was not deep, it seemed to drag on for a long time and did not come directly to the hospital. , her physique is quite extraordinary to be able to hold up until now. In addition, her upper esophagus also has a serious contusion, it seems that she was beaten like this, if you think it is necessary, you can call the police. "

Hearing this, the expressions of the old man and the young man immediately became tense.

Qi Shaoqiu said lightly: "I understand, how is her condition now?"

"It's settled down for the time being." The doctor replied, "But to be safe, let's stay in the ICU for two days to observe the follow-up. Now go to the counter and pay the ICU hospital deposit."

Qi Shaoqiu nodded.

Then the doctor left. There were so many patients in the public hospital that he couldn't stay for too long.

Qi Shaoqiu said to the old man and the young man, "I don't want to overthink her affairs anymore, I'm just doing my best to help her. If you have time, you can wait here. I'll go after I pay the money later. The Sanda Club notified her relatives to come over, and then you can talk about it yourself."

Then Qi Shaoqiu went to the counter to pay the fee.

Roland looked at the old man, and then glanced at the other side's Mediterranean Sea.

This little secret movement was discovered by the old man, and he was even more unhappy.

After hesitating for a while, Roland asked, "Old man, will you lose your hair if you practice iron head kung fu?"

The old man's expression became more and more unhappy, and he was a little annoyed: "No! It's just heredity."

The young man took two steps forward and looked at Roland quite undividedly.

He knew that his father was very sensitive to this matter. Ten years ago, his father still had a dozen hairs on his head. At that time, his father took care of these dozen hairs every day. so attentive.

But there is no choice but to lose the flowers, the hair will fall out, and the head will be bald.

The hair fell off one by one, almost every year, and now ten years have passed, and the hair on the top of the head is completely gone.

Some people with a bald head have a good mentality and are happy, but some people can't. This old man is the kind of person who has a bald head and has a bad temper.

Seeing that both father and son were angry, Roland was not afraid.

He has a feeling that these two are not his opponents.

"Don't be angry, the two of you, I didn't mean to mock you." Roland said lightly, "I just want to learn Tietou Gong with you, and I can pay tuition."

Roland was wondering if this old man had a mass of energy on his head, whether it was because he had practiced Iron Head Gong.

At this time, Qi Shaoqiu just came back from paying the fee, and he said unpleasantly: "Roland, I'm still not satisfied with learning Sanda and Miao Dao, but I still want to learn Tietou Gong? This is too greedy."

"Yiduo doesn't press his body."

The old man was not so angry when he heard that Roland wanted to apprentice, but he still looked at Roland sideways: "In this situation, let alone the iron head kung fu, I don't have the heart to teach you even the toad kung fu."

Roland smiled and said, "Then I have the opportunity to come to you again."

Then Roland and Qi Shaoqiu left.

When they got out of the hospital, they both swept a shared bicycle and prepared to ride on it. Qi Shaoqiu asked, "I'll go back and find my little pickup first. By the way, do you really want to learn Tietou Gong?"

"A little interested."

"Actually, this is a popular kung fu. I also know how to practice it. Just keep coming to the swordsmanship hall. I will teach you, and I won't charge you."

Roland shook his head: "At first glance, you're not a professional. They've lost all their hair training, and yours is still dark and thick."

"It's about hair, I'm not for... Forget it, I won't talk to you idiot." Qi Shaobao suddenly became very depressed: "Although you are a teacher, you are still a student of our Qi family. If so, come to our Sword Art Museum more often to sit and chat."

"Will do."

"Don't answer with your mouth, but people don't come."

Qi Shaoqiu waved to Roland and left first on the shared bicycle.

Roland was very happy that he found a new energy group, and maybe even found the reason for the energy group.

So, luck is a very strange thing, I was thinking about taking time to find it, and there was no clue at all.

Just wandering around to relax, encountering something, but bumped into it.

Very strange.

Roland stepped on the shared bicycle and returned home with a smile. After lunch, a message popped up as soon as he used the communication software.

O'Neal: All personnel have been contacted. After entering the game at night, work can begin.