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In terms of talking heads, maybe Fang Mo is just a mediocre person.

But if we talk about making people's mentality, then Fang Mo is definitely the leader here, the absolute ceiling player.

Sometimes he could even let Ning Yuelan break through her defenses unintentionally. There was a time when Sister Ning Yu really wanted to tear her husband's mouth apart.

"My Mute Husband"

You can imagine how painful it would be to have a quarrel with Fang Mo. How can one person maximize the effect of the yin and yang?

That is to add one after each sentence.

For example, 'I think what you said is right', 'Yes, yes, you are the best', 'Yes, you are right', 'That's very good', 'It's conclusive'.

Where is Fang Mo?

Every next sentence he said, no matter what Master Disha said, almost always used this sentence pattern.

E.g……

"Yeah, what you said makes sense."

"Yes, yes, you can win."

"Okay, if there's nothing else to do, I'll go up first..."

Master Disha came to the door tonight, most likely not because of Fang Mo, but because he happened to bump into him here.

The hotel opened by Fang Mo is not very far from the Blood Medical Hall. After all, the location of the Blood Medical Hall is within two kilometers of the venue of the Medical Skills Exchange Competition.

After Fang Mo eliminated eight players from Sakurajima in the knockout match that day, he didn't go far and ate the duck blood fans filled with all the love from Sister Ning Yu.

Fang Mo just found a hotel nearby.

Now that he had been killed by a bomb before, he had used Uncle Yin's resurrection armor, and his heart was full of psychological shadow.

After that time, Fang Mo had a long memory.

From that day on, when he opened a hotel, he always changed places, focusing on the spirit of the Eighth Route Army.

There are three cunning rabbit holes. No one can find out where I live.

"After the competition starts, don't even think about getting any benefits from me. Remember, the more popular you are now, the worse your death will be. I will be the first to kill you in the individual points competition."

"Remember my name, your honor!"

After saying this, the man waved his sleeves, his face full of pride.

After all, his actual age is comparable to that of Yang Tianci. If it weren't for being transformed into Master Disha, this man would not look as young as he does now.

Her face is like a crown jade, her facial features are sharp and angular, and her skin is so white that it can make countless women jealous until their chickens turn purple.

Just from the appearance alone, this person looks like a young man in his early twenties, even younger than some other real contestants of the Blood Medical Hall who are in their twenties.

"Oh!"

"There is an old saying in China that a bottle of dissatisfaction is only half a bottle full. If you come to me and say these nonsense to show off your power, I will only think that you have a guilty conscience and lack of confidence, so you are making noise here."

"After all, as the saying goes, dogs that bite don't bark. Dogs that bite are not barking dogs."

Fang Mo grinned, revealing his white teeth;

"But since you have spoken harshly, it seems that I am being too polite if I don't say a few words. I'm going to screw you up by being polite to you. By being polite to you, I'm just wronging myself."

"Give up your personal qualities and enjoy a life of immorality."

"Then please listen carefully, our noble Lord Renzun. If you also fail in the final points competition, then please also remember my name..."

"The man who made you Sakurajima fall short, he is called daddy!"

The game can be lost, but the momentum must win.

When Fang Mo makes harsh remarks, he can basically make Ms. Sakamoto angry.

It's harder to win in a fight with him than in gambling with his mother. After all, you still lose nine times out of ten, and there is a one-tenth chance of winning.

But quarreling with Fang Mo is not a probability issue, but a sociological issue.

Whether you can win against Fang Mo depends on your status in his heart.

If it were his wife, or an elder whom Fang Mo respected, these people would diss him casually, but Fang Shao, who was famous outside, wouldn't even dare to fart.

But if the opponent is replaced by these Sakurajima people who Fang Mo has no good feelings for, especially those opponents from the Blood Medical Hall, then don't expect to get benefits from Fang Mo.

"That's great. I let you live another day!"

After saying that, Fang Mo took Ning Yuelan's white and soft little hand and walked into the hotel in the night.

Sister-in-law Ning Shiyu followed behind and made a face at the row of people in the Blood Medical Hall over there.

Although she didn't make a sound, you could probably tell three words through her mouth.

Little silly x……

Renzun's expression was so gloomy that he could drip water.

His face was almost turning green with anger.

Of course, the premise is that this face can change color!

Several other Sakurajima players also felt like they were humiliating themselves.

I don’t know why, but Mingming Renzun’s medical skills are ranked among the best in the world, let alone China.

But when they pointed in the direction of Fang Mo and told Renzun that this kid ruined Sakurajima's plan in the first round of the knockout round, they watched Renzun walking towards Fang Mo.

The moment when he originally wanted to rely on his momentum to overwhelm Fang Mo and save the city.

They just feel like having sex, but it's a pity that they can't stop it!

Intuition tells them that there is a high probability that they will not get any benefits from respecting the people.

The final results also confirmed their suspicions.

Clown, pure clown.

You are the busiest in the circus, and you are the king in poker.

In a human-respecting way of saying, adding a small character in front of a word can make the other person look playful...

Damn, this clown seems to have become a bit more cute and cute.

That night, everything was calm.

Fang Mo and his wife slept soundly, but he didn't think too much about whether Master Disha might have come specifically to see him.

Most probably we just bumped into each other in front of the hotel.

After all, logically speaking, who in the right mind would rush to scold someone when they have nothing to do?

Fang Mo is not a good person. He has a loud mouth and can make a group of people angry to death when he opens his mouth.

I scolded him that it was a proper old lady wearing black stockings, which made me laugh.

The people of Sakurajima are not so stupid as to find fault for themselves.

It's just that today I didn't see Miss Sakamoto, but Master Disha, which indirectly sounded a wake-up call to Fang Mo.

It made him pay more attention to tomorrow's points match.

Miss Sakamoto is no longer surrounded by Sakurajima's delegation, but replaced by this guy named Renzun from Master Jisha.

It’s self-evident what it means.

This shows that Sakurajima is indeed determined to win this game. Even because of the defeat in the knockout round, Miss Sakamoto has been deprived of her right to lead the team, and the core figure has been replaced by a killer.

"Soldiers came to cover up the water and earth. When the house was on fire, I took pictures. When life was in chaos, I slept."

"The main focus is on the Buddhist system!"

But this night, some people may feel uncomfortable, such as several Disha masters from the Blood Medical Hall.

The disciples of the Blood Medicine Hall are not their raw material containers. They have to find an excuse to kill people. Master Disha will always do it without a name.

Especially when Renzun went out for a meal in the evening and met Fang Heitu, who made Miss Sakamoto come back frustrated.

I thought that just by relying on my aura, I could overwhelm the young man, but who knew that facing other people, Fang Mo was like a lonely boat on the sea.

It seems light and weightless, drifting with the tide, but its momentum is not weaker than its own.

No matter what others say, Fang Mo can immediately respond and rebound.

Fang Mo had never lost a fight among elementary school students, otherwise he wouldn't have had any friends in elementary school.

In Fang Mo's words...

This human being is an old man who never grows old, riding a will-o'-the-wisp and running around.

Damn it, I'm already in the same grade as Doctor Yang. If I don't enjoy my old age properly, I have to look like a human being and a ghost, and keep a young appearance and run out to participate in the medical exchange competition.

I don’t know whether I should say that Sakurajima really pays enough attention to this competition, or that Sakurajima people really don’t know what it means to respect the elderly and love the young.

"Sakamoto, get me some human blood. I feel like my blood can no longer hold on."

"If we don't prepare the reagent for soaking, tomorrow, this young face will probably look ten years older."

At this moment, in the Blood Medical Hall.

Renzun sat on the chair in the hall and said coldly to Miss Sakamoto who was in the lower position.

Hearing this, Sakamoto pursed his lips.

"Your Majesty, it is indeed not easy for us to obtain medicinal materials in China. The three masters can still give me another chance. You can continue to cultivate for a few days."

"Perhaps I can bring good news as soon as the points competition starts."

Since the two sides ended in a tie in the knockout rounds, Ms. Sakamoto was deprived of her status as team leader.

This was hard for her to accept and she was unwilling to accept it.

After all, he didn't even get a chance to play in the dozen or so rounds of the knockout round.

Even if Fang Mo crossed the line, in Sakamoto's opinion, it was because Fang Mo didn't meet him.

If he was also a starter, even if he couldn't defeat Fang Mo, he could at least tie with him.

Fang Mo would not be allowed to dominate the competition, and the other disciples of the Blood Medicine Hall would become a joke in the eyes of others after returning from the entire knockout round.

"Give you another chance?"

"You wouldn't think that if you were given another chance, or if you could turn back time and go back to the knockout stage, you would be able to turn the tide, right?"