super right hand

Boom boom boom!

Jiang Hao breathed slowly like a hibernating animal. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes on the bed. The crisp knocking sound in the air reached his ears. He opened his eyes and glanced out the window, and found that the sky outside the window was already bright. Last night Many people don't know who they are commissioned by. No matter what the purpose is, they say they want to take care of themselves, and they don't go to bed until late at night.

"dinner's ready."

Rubbing his eyes and yawning profusely, Fan Yao expanded his chest and stretched his waist, his eyes were blurred with tears and he opened his mouth indistinctly, "Brother Hao, your meal should be specially delivered, I won't Excuse me, I have to go to eat, I have to say, your room is really cool enough, it's cool with air conditioner, I haven't slept so cool for a long time."

"I'll go to dinner with you."

Jiang Hao also wanted to see what the food in the detention center was like, so that he wouldn’t stay in the detention center for a while. Last night Fan Yao licked his face and said that he was almost getting prickly heat in the room, so Jiang Hao fought with Bi Jianfeng. He said hello and took Fan Yao in.

After chatting yesterday, Jiang Hao had a certain understanding of Fan Yao. Fan Yao was an orphan who was taken in by an old man who dealt in fake antiques since he was a child. To relieve the pressure of the old man's counterfeiting work, he began to participate in the production of fake antiques. Since then, he has been out of control. In a few years, he has learned all the counterfeiting techniques of the old man. After the death of the old man who took him in, he is self-reliant. Since he has no other abilities, he can only survive by making fake antiques.

It has to be said that talents are cultivated from childhood. Jiang Hao admires Fan Yao's superb counterfeiting skills. If he didn't have super appreciation skills, he might not be able to judge Fan Yao's fake antiques at all. Even connoisseurship has greatly appreciated Fan Yao's counterfeiting skills, which is definitely a rare talent.

Jiang Hao already had the idea of ​​recruiting Fan Yao. Since Fan Yao knows everything about counterfeiting, he is naturally not weak in how to distinguish antiques. If he is trained well, he can be said to have a bright future.

"No, don't eat delicious food, join us in the fun." Fan Yao rubbed his eyes, wondering if his ears heard it wrong. Could it be that Jiang Hao came to the detention center to experience life, and licked it with a thief With a flattering face, he said, "Brother Hao, how about I eat it for you?"

"You foodie, after you go out tomorrow, I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat. Come and eat with me today."

Jiang Hao exercised his muscles and bones. The detention center is in the suburbs of Zhongzhou City. The pollution smell in the city is less, making people closer to nature. He directly pulled the reluctant Fan Yao out of the room.

"Hello Brother Hao."

Along the way, all the people in the detention center greeted Jiang Hao with smiles and took the initiative to say hello to Jiang Hao. They all knew Jiang Hao's background, and it would definitely be beneficial to take the initiative to make friends.

"Ah."

Jiang Hao nodded with a smile and walked towards the cafeteria.

"Brother Hao, you will be my own brother from now on, and I will be your brother now, am I also Brother Dong's brother?"

Fan Yao put his hands in his pockets and asked enviously, if he had a backer like Sai Dongdao, he might not be thrown into the detention center and face the tragedy of being tried in court. He has a big backer, and Jiang Hao in front of him is undoubtedly a good choice. Through the conversation last night, he admires Jiang Hao's five-body cast, and he is worthy of his admiration just because he can recognize his fraud at a glance.

"We are brothers, does that mean that your wife is my daughter-in-law?" Jiang Hao asked with a straight face.

"Forget about it." Fan Yao sighed dejectedly, and decided not to challenge Jiang Hao. Challenging Jiang Hao was completely self-inflicted, and he didn't have a masochistic mentality.

"Being my Jiang Hao's brother, I will never let you be bullied. As for your daughter-in-law, with your short-sighted eyes, I really can't guarantee that you can find a good breed." Jiang Hao hugged her teasingly. Fan Yao's shoulder.

"Ahem..." Fan Yao almost choked on his own saliva, and muttered in a low voice, "Isn't it because I was too involved in the fraud, and I became short-sighted, and I have to expose it, so I won't give it back."

Fan Yao didn't expect that Jiang Hao would find out that he was wearing contact lenses. His eyes were too venomous, and his ability to observe the details was indeed worthy of being a special connoisseur.

In the restaurant in the detention center, Jiang Hao was holding a steel tray and wanted to line up, but when the people in line saw that it was Jiang Hao, they hurriedly asked Jiang Hao to cook first, which allowed Jiang Hao to enjoy the beauty of privilege.

"It's the first time that I get a meal so early. The portion of this dish is also a lot. If you hang out with Brother Hao, you can really have a full meal."

Fan Yao flicked his bangs, stared at the pile of vegetables on the tray, took a hard bite of the steamed bun, and enjoyed it.

The dishes in the tray are very light, cabbage and radishes plus a bowl of mung bean soup that can count even mung beans, but I am used to greasy meals, and it is a good choice to have some light adjustments. I asked curiously: " Why, still can’t get enough to eat in the detention center?”

"I really can't tell. The detention center has a bunch of idlers like us, so how can we still be full?" Fan Yao took a sip of mung bean soup, pointed at the people who lined up with his chopsticks: "The detention center is a place that pays attention to rules. In the place where Dao Scar is a group of underlings from the Qinglong Gang, whoever dares to eat before them will be in a tragedy immediately. When Dao Scar finishes eating, there will be groups of other gangsters, and it will be our turn in the end , if one day the amount of food cooked is less, it is estimated that there will really be no food."

Jiang Hao has heard all kinds of rumors about the detention center. It is said that newcomers will be punished. Sword, what a single chicken du li, it can be said to be very exciting, but Jiang Hao wants to increase his knowledge.

Jiang Hao glanced around the restaurant and found that everyone was chatting and eating. His eyes stayed on a silver-haired old man. The reason why Jiang Hao kept his eyes on the old man was because the old man's breathing was very slow, a beat slower than ordinary people. If this kind of person is not sick, he must be A top master who knows how to control his breath.

And the old man's radiant mental state doesn't look like a patient at all, so he must be a master!

The old man seemed to be aware of Jiang Hao's gaze, he turned his head and smiled kindly, and then continued with the food in front of him in a leisurely manner.

"Who is that old man?"

Jiang Hao asked Fan Yao who was gobbling like a starving ghost.

"You are talking about Lao Liang, he is an old Chinese doctor."

Fan Yao scratched his head and replied without raising his head, Lao Liang was the only old man in the entire detention center, so he knew that Jiang Hao must be referring to Lao Liang without guessing.

Clap!

Just as Jiang Hao was about to continue asking, there was a sound of a rice plate falling to the ground behind him, followed by a loud and urgent shout: "Brother Scar is sick, hurry up and call the doctor."

Whoa!

Everyone in the entire restaurant stood up and watched it directly. The detention center is really boring, and it is rare that there is an opinion to adjust life. Naturally, it is necessary to take a good look.

"What happened to Scar?"

Jiang Hao also walked up curiously, and found that Scar was lying on the ground straight, his body was twitching convulsively, his hands were shaped like chicken feet, his mouth was foaming continuously, and his eyes were rolling wildly.

"Brother Scar has an asthma attack." A younger brother with a tense expression replied, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up and call the doctor."

"I'll treat him." Lao Liang squeezed into the crowd, glanced at the twitching scar with bright eyes, took out a cloth bag from his pocket, unfolded it slowly, and pulled out a thin strand of hair from it. Yinzhen said in a calm tone: "It's best to treat it quickly, or you will become a vegetable."

"Fuck, what are you talking about, old Liang, who doesn't know that you were put into the detention center after you were stabbed to death, and Brother Scar didn't immediately lose your hair as soon as you got the needle, you should just stay there."

The nervous little brother rejected Lao Liang's proposal in dissatisfaction. It would be better not to watch it than to let a bad old Chinese doctor read it.

"Stand aside."

Seeing that Lao Liang continued to stand and stare at the scar, a younger brother stretched out his hand to push Lao Liang's shoulder. Jiang Hao just wanted to stop the younger brother. Lao Liang stretched out a finger, and clicked the younger brother's arm as fast as lightning, and the younger brother's straight arm immediately went limp like noodles.

yeah?

Jiang Hao's eyes lit up, he had been watching Lao Liang all the time, Lao Liang's quick movements could hide others, but he couldn't hide it from him, which further verified the thought in his heart: Lao Liang is definitely a master.

"The doctor in the detention center has gone out, and there is no one on duty."

The little brother who was in charge of finding the doctor pushed away the only crowd, swallowed, and replied in panic.

"If there is no further treatment, people will really die."

Liang Ren looked at the silver needle in his hand unhurriedly, and reminded himself.

"I can't wait any longer." Jiang Hao glanced at the convulsive scar on the ground that was getting worse and worse. If he didn't treat it in time, his life might really be in danger, and he shouted directly to the person who blocked Liang Ren: "Let He's coming for treatment."

"Brother Hao, you don't know, he has put people to death." The younger brother who blocked Liang Ren said in defense.

"Lerry is long-winded, did you see that Lao Liang killed someone?" Seeing Jiang Hao frowned in dissatisfaction, Fan Yao knew that Jiang Hao wanted Lao Liang to try, and with Jiang Hao as his backer, his back was hardened. Many, the little brother who stopped him with a blank look, reminded: "If he dies without treatment, are you responsible? Maybe Lao Liang can be cured."

"Okay." The little brother who stopped him turned his head and glanced at Scar, who was about to stop moving. If he really continued to wait, Scar might not be able to last until the ambulance arrived.

"I haven't practiced for a long time, but it seems rusty."

Liang Ren pulled out another silver needle with a face full of joy, squatted beside Scar, and stabbed it without any hesitation, Scar, who was twitching and trembling, just stopped moving.

"died?"

The younger brothers were all shocked, cold sweat broke out from their foreheads, and they felt extremely regretful. Everyone in the detention center knew that Lao Liang was brought in by death. It seems that Lao Liang should not be allowed to try. If Liang broke the pot and fell, wouldn't the scar be dangerous?