I open a martial arts gym in Marvel

Chapter 93 There is a sense of picture

Zhang Yang carefully and thoughtfully put a needle in Agent Phil's arm, which replaced the effect of the anesthetic, and then began to cut open the bag.

In an instant, disgusting pus flowed out of the wound.

After cutting the hole wide, Zhang Yang used tweezers to pinch a small curly bug out of it.

"Oh! How disgusting!"

Eagle eye review.

"Can you not move the chair under your butt back when you comment on disgusting, so I will feel that you and us are of one mind."

Hawkeye shook his head decisively.

"cannot!"

Zhang Yang and Agent Phil rolled their eyes together.

Put the little bug and the paper towel that wiped the pus into the evidence bag requested by Agent Phil, and Zhang Yang simply sterilized and bandaged him.

Pulled out all the gold needles of Agent Phil, and handed him the bag.

"Take your little bug and go!"

Agent Phil looked at Zhang Yang apologetically.

"Sorry! I just came back from a mission in the rainforest, and I didn't expect to be recruited in the rainforest."

Zhang Yang frowned.

"The clothes you wore in the rainforest?"

"Of course not, I still took a shower to see you, but I didn't find this thing on my arm when I changed my clothes."

"Then this thing grows pretty fast."

Hawkeye came over at some point, and looked at the contents of the evidence bag, feeling a little puzzled.

"This thing feels like artificial cultivation. It should start to grow after a period of time after attaching to living things. I don't think there will be such things in ordinary rainforests."

"Certainly no ordinary rainforest."

Agent Phil put away the evidence bag and put it in his pants pocket in front of the two of them.

Zhang Yang's pupils shrank, so he wouldn't be afraid that the bag would break?

"I went to a stronghold of Hydra, in the rainforest, specializing in the study of various mutated bugs."

He patted the phone in his pocket just now.

"I found it from the clues provided by that little Jack. By the way, that is the base camp for the study of plant bug mutant viruses."

He looked at Zhang Yang.

"It's the colorful test tubes you find in the refrigerator. They are colorful because they are the color of the liquid after the worms are crushed."

vomit!
There is a sense of the picture, it is too disgusting.

Zhang Yang felt lucky that he didn't eat so much for dinner, but Hawkeye beside him was not so lucky.

He clutched his stomach, looking like he wanted to vomit but couldn't.

"Okay, it's time for me to finish talking, and I'm leaving."

Agent Phil waved back at Zhang Yang.

"You don't have to send me down. I know how to go. I will close the door for you when I leave. Goodbye."

He just waved his sleeves without taking away a cloud, leaving behind a disgusting scene.

Zhang Yang pressed the acupoint on his tiger's mouth to relieve the nausea from inside.

"Don't let him in again."

Hawkeye's sincere advice.

"Sometimes he really can't do good things, although his ability to do things is very strong."

Zhang Zhangyang nodded.

"Whether I let him in or not depends on whether I open the door for him or not, and whether I shut him out. After all, he is the only one who knocks when everyone comes to my house."

Zhang Yang looked at Hawkeye.

"You want me to count for you, how many times have you climbed over the wall of my house, how many times have you picked the lock of my house?"

Hawkeye sat down again, it is better to continue to sit for acupuncture.

When the time came, Zhang Yang gave Hawkeye a golden needle.

Hawkeye opened his eyes after closing the curtain for a few minutes, and was surprised to find that his eyes felt much more comfortable.

He looked around like a blind man just regained his sight.

"Wow! This is amazing!"

"You insisted on doing this once a night when you stayed with me for a few days, and kept your effect stable when you left."

"Oh! Must!"

He agreed to Zhang Yang without hesitation, and he even opened the window to look out. This feeling is really magical and comfortable.

Hawkeye felt that he loved acupuncture more.

In the early morning, the door of Zhang Yang's room was quietly opened, and Hawkeye sneaked in.

Before the whole body was completely inside the door, Zhang Yang's voice was heard in the room.

"It's not a good reputation for a big man to sneak into another big man's room without sleeping at night."

Now that he was discovered, Hawkeye didn't hold back and stood up neatly, turning on the light in Zhangyang's room.

"I just came to get my bow back."

Hawkeye confessed.

"I feel like I can't sleep right now without it."

Zhang Yang also admitted frankly.

"You can search as much as you want, but I can guarantee that you will find nothing in it. I put it in a safe place and I will return it to you in four days."

"Where?"

"You don't need to know where things are, because you just can't find them anyway."

Things are placed in his space!
It is safe and no one can get it.

What a place!

"I think I can find it."

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"Then please do as you please, as long as you can find it, I will return it to you."

Zhang Yang found a pair of earplugs, and any eagle-eyed people jumped up and down at night to find something.

After a good night's sleep, when he opened the door in the morning and saw Hawkeye standing at the door, Zhang Yang didn't even lose his temper because he was frightened early in the morning.

"Good morning!"

He said hello in a good mood.

"Look at your dark circles, didn't you sleep last night?"

"Are you sure my bow and arrow are not in your martial arts gym, they are safe?"

"Who said it wasn't in my martial arts gym?"

Follow him in the portable space, he is now in the martial arts gym, and the bow and arrow are in the portable space.

Rounding it up, isn't the bow and arrow in the martial arts gym now?

"I can not find it."

"Then it's none of my business. As I said, if you can find it, I'll return it to you. If you can't find it, please wait four days... Oh! No, counting yesterday, it should be said to come to me in three days!"

Zhang Yang patted him on the shoulder as he passed him.

"Young man! Don't be discouraged, you can keep looking, and the day will come when you find me and return your bow and arrow. But are you sure you will spend a few days looking for things? Instead of training?"

Hawkeye looked at Zhang Yang coldly.

"I planted the land for you yesterday."

"Then I'll cook for you!"

How could this guy remember the work he did, but not the food he enjoyed?

He ate three bowls of rice!

Hawkeye stood there thinking for a while, and caught up with Zhang Yang's steps down the stairs.

"Then it's okay. After three days, you can return it to me. I will receive training, but I won't be allowed to farm."

Zhang Yang pointed to the plum blossom pile in the backyard.

"I don't plant the land today, let's practice jumping today!"

Hawkeye looked in the direction he pointed.

"I have great balance! I won't fall!"

"No! No! No! It's not for you to stand!"

Zhang Yang shook his finger with a mysterious expression on his face.

"Today, I will let you experience what is dodgeball."

(End of this chapter)