'Om' The bowstring trembled slightly, and the arrow had already arrived in front of Jiugong.

Jiugong Zhenren himself was charging forward, how could he dodge this sudden arrow, and was hit in the calf by the feather arrow.

What people didn't expect was that Jiugong Zhenren, who had a lot of hard skills, couldn't bear it this time. He was shot directly through the calf by a feather arrow, nailing him to the ground, turning over and falling. Jin Zhong, who had not mastered it,

The cover was immediately torn cleanly.

"Fuck your ancestor... you broke my magic!" Master Jiugong cursed angrily with an angry look in his eyes after he fell.

"I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. I'll get a skeleton for you to play with later!"

In front of the people on the street, Huang Shaohong stuffed his big bow back from under his clothes. The people around him widened their eyes. No one saw clearly where he was hiding, but no one paid attention to the joke in his mouth.

Understand the meaning.

Of course, it's a good thing that this is the case. Otherwise, in such a feudal society, it would be strange if Huang Shaohong said such treacherous words and wouldn't be criticized to death.

Everyone was watching his action of stuffing the bow back, and questions arose in their minds at the same time. If you stuff such a big bow into your crotch, wouldn't it make you panic when you walk, let alone fight with others?

Huang Shaohong hurt Jiugong, but he didn't feel any pity for him. He knew that such a magic stick would be extremely harmful. In order not to leave any trouble, he took two steps forward and stepped on Jiugong's good leg.

At this time, Master Jiugong was indeed as he said, and the kung fu of the golden bell shield had been broken. He heard a 'click', and with a scream, he remembered that one of the good legs of this magic stick had been trampled off by Huang Shaohong.

"just kill me!"

The golden bell was broken and his legs were broken. Master Jiugong was already devastated.

Huang Shaohong ignored him. If the other party had not encouraged the White Lotus Cult to cause trouble and harm innocent people, he would not have ended up like this. He turned to the White Lotus Cultists and said:

"Carry him away. If you let me know that your White Lotus Sect is a wicked village in the future, I will level down your main altar!"

Without Jiugong, the skills of these people would be useless. Besides, in this battle, he broke the myth of the White Lotus Sect's magical body protection and invulnerability, proving that everything was just hard Qigong. I think those believers who were fooled could wake up from this.

Bar.

Back at the inn, the innkeeper bowed to Huang Shaohong and others:

"Master Huang, you have done a good thing. You don't know that we have to buy lanterns from the White Lotus Sect every month to keep us safe, and we have to burn incense when they open the altar. If we don't do it, someone will come to smash the shop and say

We colluded with foreign monsters!"

Aunt Thirteen asked incomprehensibly: "They are making such a fuss and extorting your money. Why don't you report it to the official?"

The boss shook his head and sighed: "Look at the turmoil in the provincial capital, how can anyone care about it? Those adults, on the one hand, make friends with foreigners, but on the other hand, they use the White Lotus Sect to deal with foreigners, so they don't care about the life and death of us ordinary people!"

After he finished speaking, he saw that Huang Shaohong didn't speak. He knew that he had talked a bit too much, so he smiled and said, "Everyone, take a rest for a while. I'll prepare food for you. I'll be ready soon!"

Huang Shaohong nodded. He was not ignoring the boss, but was thinking about something. Waiting for the boss to leave, he asked Yan Zhendong: "Why did Jiugong just say that I defeated his kung fu?"

When he was sparring with Yan Zhendong in Baozhilin, he also fought with Lao Yan several times with bows and arrows. Lao Yan's iron cloth shirt could block the bow and arrow shot five steps away, and within five steps, the bow and arrow could break his skin.

He suffered minor skin injuries.

But after Yan Zhendong recovered, he became invulnerable again.

But how come Master Jiugong is like a cripple after being injured?

Yan Zhendong laughed and explained: "He has practiced the Shaolin Golden Bell Shield, but he has not practiced it well enough. He can't even withstand a bow and arrow. He is no better than the Iron Cloth Shirt of the Yan family!"

Huang Shaohong was a little helpless. Lao Yan wanted to promote his own kung fu, but he was obsessed with it. He just said a few words and compared it.

Yan Zhendong boasted a lot and finally got to the point:

"As far as I know, part of the Shaolin Golden Bell was lost for some unknown reason in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Since then, the Golden Bell in Shaolin Temple has been incomplete, and even the prescriptions for body washing are incomplete, so

Although this technique can be practiced, it actually has big flaws."

Huang Shaohong became interested: "What are the flaws?"

"I heard that people who practice the Golden Bell Shield can't eat meat, have sex with women, or get hurt or see blood before they achieve great success. If they commit any of these three things, their skills will be broken!"

Huang Shaohong was stunned when he heard this. Who would practice with this piece of shit with so many requirements?

He couldn't help but praise: "Your iron cloth shirt is still useful!"

"That's natural, hahaha..." Huang Shaohong's compliment was enough to make Lao Yan happy all night. When he wanted to come to his home, he was recognized by Nanquan master Huang Feihong, which was considered

Let's carry it forward.

The next day, Huang Shaohong took Liang Kuan and found the address of the international medical conference according to the address on the telegram.

It is said to be an international medical association, but in fact it only involves a few countries, such as Britain, the United States, Germany, Italy, and two little devils from Japan.

There were quite a few doctors from the Chinese side participating, and almost all the famous doctors from Guangdong and Guangxi were present.

Huang Shaohong and Liang Kuan sat at the back of the venue. The person presiding over the meeting was a German doctor. The German doctor first introduced the development of modern medicine in English, and then introduced the long history of Chinese traditional medicine to doctors from other countries.

history.

Next came the academic exchanges between doctors from various countries. First, a British doctor came on stage and explained his latest research results on surgery.

After the speech, all the doctors present applauded him to show respect.

Huang Shaohong clapped his hands in boredom. He was not very interested in Western medicine. Besides, the medical views taught by the doctor were already outdated for him who was born in modern times.

Doctors from various countries came forward to introduce their research results. Time passed by and in the blink of an eye, it was afternoon. Huang Shaohong was so depressed that he wouldn't have come if he had known about it. He didn't even provide lunch. It was so inhumane.

He accidentally noticed that a Chinese doctor in the front row always looked down at the pocket watch in his hand. With a thought, he knew the identity of the doctor. He remembered that this man should be Mr. Sun, played by Huang Ama and Zhang Tielin when he was young.

Just when Huang Shaohong was bored to the point of falling asleep, the doctor presiding over the meeting suddenly called his name: "Now, we invite Dr. Huang Feihong from Baozhilin to come to the stage to explain his medical results to everyone!"

Huang Shaohong was startled and suddenly woke up. He had no intention of going on stage at all. He immediately said with his hands: "Everyone, I am not good at speaking foreign languages. Why don't I ask my apprentice to give you a brief introduction to my Bao Zhilin's medical skills!"

After he finished speaking, he told Yacasu: "Asu, go and tell everyone!"

Yacasu had done her homework a long time ago and was ready to go on stage.

At this time, the German doctor presiding over the meeting shook his head and refused in English: "Huang, you can say it yourself and let Mr. Asu translate it. You know that we all come here with sincerity in medical exchanges. You ask the assistant to do it."

It's disrespectful to us!"

Huang Shaohong was stunned for a moment. He originally wanted to use the excuse of poor English to refuse, but he didn't expect that there was such an operation as translation.

I really want to throw away my hands and leave, leaving behind a sentence: "How can I not respect you!"

But in front of so many Chinese and Western doctors, this guy still wanted to show some dignity, nodded bravely, and went up to the podium with Yacasu.

It took him a while to walk from the stands to the podium. He was thinking quickly about how to deal with this medical lecture. He wanted to talk nonsense, but the people present were all famous Chinese and Western doctors. If he dared to talk nonsense, they would kick him out.

He thought about it, there was no way he could lose face like this, and as soon as he rolled his eyes, he had an idea.

After Huang Shaohong came on stage, he first hugged these foreign devils and then said: "You are all elites in the medical field of various countries. Let me ask you, how many doctors are there who study surgery?"

When he asked, nearly half of the doctors present raised their hands and said that they were in the surgical field.

"Okay, I'm asking, who are the physicians?"

Some more doctors raised their hands.

Huang Shaohong took a look and found that those who didn't raise their hands were basically Chinese doctors, all of whom were Chinese medicine practitioners.

He coughed lightly and put on a confident smile: "Is there a gynecologist here?"

As expected, no one raised their hands. In fact, many Chinese doctors of traditional Chinese medicine also specialize in gynecology, but they usually prescribe medicine, check pulses, etc., and are too embarrassed to mention it to the outside world. In response to Huang Shaohong's honest question, these Chinese doctors couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake their heads.

Dr. Huang really dares to say that!
Chapter completed!