Start Biyou Village: Start with one person and add some horizontal training

Powerful, it is worthy of the Imperial Object Art!

Almost punctured his skin.

Only a few hundred million points away, Jia Zhengyu succeeded!

Han Jue lowered his arms and expressed his gratitude, "I'm worried about not being able to find a weapon, brother, thank you Ang..."

Jia Zhengyu's eyes were fixed, his footsteps stopped, and he blurted out, "Impossible! I clearly heard..."

"Hear what?" Han Jue blinked, showing off his ventriloquism, "Heard this? Puchi?"

His B-BOX skills are second to none in Biyou Village.

After Fu Rong, Liu Wukui and other young female aliens tried it, they were full of praise.

"So you like to listen to this... Puchi... Puchi Puchi Puchi Puchi... Puchi, Puchi..."

Han Jue rhythmically performed the music of the sharp knife piercing the skin.

It doesn't hurt much, it's extremely insulting.

Jia Zhengyu's face turned purple.

He realized he was being played.

The sound of a sharp object entering his body that he heard was deliberately made by the other party to confuse him.

Jia Zhengyu's eyes became sinister, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If playing with me can make you happy..."

Han Jue was excited, "You will make me more happy?"

"Your happiness ends here..."

Amidst the furious roar, Jia Zhengyu gathered his running palms together and threw himself towards Han Jue.

He wants to tear Han Jue apart!

Han Jue took the two dragon pecking cones into his left hand, and silently clenched his right hand into a fist.

Boxing method · Qishang boxing hurts the liver, lungs, spleen and stomach, wait and move.

Jia Zhengyu struck with a palm.

Han Jue dodged with nimble steps.

"Shhhh..."

After several palms in a row, Jia Zhengyu seized the opportunity and extended both palms, "Die me, bastard!"

Han Jue dodged left and right, his mighty and strong body was as unstoppable as a spirit snake.

He strode behind Jia Zhengyu.

Jia Zhengyu hit the air with both palms, leaned forward, and pushed back his big buttocks.

"good chance!"

Han Jue's eyes lit up, he squatted down quickly with his legs, and swung out his long-prepared right fist, drinking violently in his mouth.

"Fist: No diarrhea for three years..."

The uppercut below the Qishangquan blasted towards Jia Zhengyu's local area.

The air waves are rolling, and the punches are pouring into the body!

Jia Zhengyu staggered, his whole body was stiff, and his face was in disbelief.

He turned his head with difficulty, his voice trembling, "You... who are you?!"

This kid is so terrifying!

Unexpectedly... actually grasped the biggest secret in his life.

He has been constipated for three full years!

Jishitang, Duanmujia, Baicaotang, Yiliu, Santong Huozhen...

None of these well-known xinglin masters in the alien world could solve his illness.

The reason is that when he was a child, he often slapped his buttocks with the running palm, causing energy to enter the body and block the meridians in some areas.

In childhood, there are no obvious symptoms.

As an adult, this hidden danger gradually emerged, causing him great pain.

According to Elder Huode Zonghong, there is only one way to cure this disease.

Han Jue was at a loss.

What do you mean?

My trick is superficial + bluff version of Millennium Kill, did I unintentionally expose something?

Chapter 6

"Punch me again!"

Jia Zhengyu came up to Han Jue and pouted her buttocks.

The punch just now made him feel the long-lost comfort.

This is the treatment method that Elder Huode Zonghong said at the beginning.

Hit the local area vigorously to dredge the meridians.

Han Jue: "..."

I've never seen such a strange request.

There was no movement for a long time, Jia Zhengyu got up and turned around, with a very sincere attitude.

"Brother, no matter what you said before, I won't be mad at you anymore. Please, give me another punch!"

Why does this sound a bit weird?

Han Jue scratched his head.

He guessed the beginning, but not the ending...

"What's the matter? What are you hesitating about? Come on!" Jia Zhengyu couldn't wait.

Han Jue was speechless.

Why can I hesitate?

I suspect you are psychopathic.

Han Jue panicked.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Don't you know? My secret."

"How the hell do I know your secret?"

"I haven't had diarrhea for three years... you said. I, I have been constipated for three years. Three years, three full years, do you know how I got here for these three years?"

Jia Zhengyu was emotional.

Han Jue: "..."

Fucking stuff... Han Jue turned around and left.

"Wait a moment……"

Jia Zhengyu went around to stop him, and said with a sneer, "Since you're leaving, you shouldn't mind, just give me another punch before you leave..."

He bent down and lifted his butt high.

Han Jue squeezed his cheeks, feeling a little toothache, "Okay... I was molested in reverse. Sun Thief, I am so satisfying!"

His right hand poured fist strength.

The Qishang Quan hurts the liver, lungs, spleen and stomach!

He punched out violently.

"what!"

Under the action of the force, Jia Zhengyu leaned back and turned into a bow shape, and let out a groan mixed with pain and happiness.

Han Jue: "Fuck!"

He didn't want to look at the pervert any more, and continued walking towards the exit.

After walking a few meters away, there was a sudden muffled sound behind him.

"beep!"

Han Jue turned around in surprise.

Wherever he looked, Jia Zhengyu covered his abdomen with his hands, and rushed towards the grass on the edge of the open space with a distressed expression.

"what?"

Things seem to be different from what I imagined.

Han Jue stood still and pondered, simply watching the changes.

Soon after.

He frowned deeply, squeezed his nose hard, and held his breath.

………………

10 minute later.

Jia Zhengyu's embarrassing cry for help sounded in the distance.

"Yes, do you have paper? Do you have paper, brother!"

Han Jue: "..."

The saddest thing in life is: forgetting to bring paper, farting and shitting.

Jia Zhengyu, Jia Zhengyu, you have today too.

Then don't blame me for being ruthless!

After waiting for 2 minutes, the poisonous gas finally dissipated.

Han Jue turned on his phone camera, switched to video mode, and walked towards Jia Zhengyu overjoyed.

Jia Zhengyu squatted pitifully on the ground, looking around.

Trying to find an emergency like a clod of earth or wood.

Too bad I couldn't find it.

Seeing the great savior Han Jue approaching, he was so happy that he was about to smile when his gaze fell on Han Jue Zhun's cell phone, and his smile froze immediately.

"You, what are you doing?"

"Video..." Han Jue said confidently, "If I don't take pictures of such a beautiful picture, I won't waste my [-] million pixels. The Xiaomi mobile phone is really awesome."

Jia Zhengyu: "...Don't play with me brother, as long as you give me paper, we can talk about it, whatever dream you have, I can help you realize it."

"Really? I don't believe it." Han Jue shook his head.

A man's mouth, a liar.

Men's promises are the least credible.

Besides, promises are not as powerful as videos.

As long as this video is in hand, Jia Zhengyu is afraid of making a fool of himself, so he will definitely agree to take himself into the Tianxiahui.

In his capacity as a cadre, it was easy and effortless to get a "person of his own" to go in.

Feng Zhenghao shouldn't object.

"You can absolutely trust me, Jia Zhengyu." Jia Zhengyu was in a hurry, and swore to God, "I swear..."

"Okay, I can barely believe you."

Han Jue stopped recording, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and threw it to him, walked to the exit again and waited.