Imperial County Magistrate

Chapter 751 Zhao Kang’s Habits

The martial arts maniac’s eyelids jumped immediately!Looking at the syringe, which is more than 20 centimeters as thick as an adult's arm, a feeling of being faced with a formidable enemy arises from the bottom of my heart.

He stuttered a little when he spoke: "Brother Zhao Zhao Zhao! What kind of weapon is this! Why is it so terrifying!"

Zhao Kang: "This is the syringe invented by Doctor Huang, used to take holy medicine! Brother Wu, lie down and pull down your pants, and I will inject you."

"Take off? Take off your pants?" Wu Jian was confused.

Zhao Kang said seriously: "Doctor Huang's injection method requires you to take off your pants and inject from the buttocks. This innovative concept has never been seen in the medical field. Brother Wu, you are sacrificing your life for the people of the world this time!"

"This..." Wu Jian Kuang wanted to agree, but just looking at the sharp needle, an inexplicable feeling of fear came out for some reason.

At this time, Zhao Kang suddenly screamed: "Brother Wu, don't you dare?"

"Who said I wouldn't dare!"

Wu Jian Kuang immediately hummed: "Take it off, just take it off."

After taking a deep breath to mentally prepare himself, Wu Jian Kuang followed Zhao Kang's instructions and lay down on the stone table and took off his pants.

Looking at the big white buttocks, Zhao Kang hesitated for a moment: "Doctor Huang, you should do it."

shit.

"Why am I here!" Doctor Huang was dumbfounded.

Zhao Kang: "Oh, it's okay. Just poke a needle at this spot and push the penicillin in."

"By the way, Brother Wu, if you feel unwell, dizzy and want to vomit, just tell me, this medicine is still in the research stage."

At this moment, he was riding a tiger and it was hard to get off. Wu Jian Kuang could only say calmly: "Brother Zhao, don't worry, if there is an accident, I will use my inner strength to force it out!"

"As expected of a master!" Zhao Kang praised and handed the syringe to Wu Jian Kuang.

The two of them came together and hooked their waists behind Wu Jian Kuang, looking at the big white butt. The scene was a bit weird.

Taking a deep breath, Doctor Huang held up the syringe and said, "I'm sorry!" Then he stabbed it hard!
With a sizzle, a splash of red flew out with a scream like a slaughtered pig, directly spraying Doctor Huang's face.

Wu Jiankuang grabbed a syringe, covered his buttocks and ran away, leaving the two of them confused, looking at the blood on the ground.

Zhao Kang's voice was trembling: "Old Huang, you! Are you trying to get in his way?"

"Me! I don't know, I did it with my eyes closed!"

"Wori, close your eyes! Do you still have any morals?"

Zhao Kang sternly condemned him and quickly chased him out. Don't let this kid Wu Jian Kuang be fucked to death by Old Huang.

It wasn't until dusk that Zhao Kang sighed and looked at Wu Jiankuang lying on the bed with tears in his eyes, and said sadly: "Brother Wu, don't worry, I will teach Dr. Huang a lesson when I go back! This guy is so inhuman, how can he shut up?" You’re looking too far! You have no professional ethics at all! Don’t worry, this is considered a work-related injury! I’ll pay for the medical expenses!”

Wu Jiankuang bit his pillow and burst into tears. It took him a long time to sob: "I don't feel any physical discomfort. Did the holy medicine succeed?"

Zhao Kang was shocked. Looking at Wu Jian Kuang, he felt that he was so insignificant at this moment. Even though he was like this, he was still thinking about Liming Cangsheng!

This martial arts maniac is too righteous!

So he told the truth seriously: "Well, you ran too fast, and Doctor Huang didn't have time to inject the medicine into your body. How about another injection?"

Wu Jian Kuang's body trembled visibly, and he didn't respond for a long time.

Just when Zhao Kang was about to give up, the martial arts madman quietly said: "Change to a smaller syringe!"

"No problem! I'll improve it immediately when I get back!"

Nice guy!
Zhao Kang walked out of the room excitedly, full of admiration in his heart. What does it mean to be a great hero who serves the country and the people?
This is it for martial arts madness, this level of ideological consciousness is so damn high!
The figures surrounding the front suddenly took a step back when they saw Zhao Kang coming out.

Zhao Kang frowned: "What are you doing?" "No! Nothing!"

"Yes, Brother Zhao, we are just curious about Brother Wu's injury, so we are just concerned about it!"

"It's really baffling. If you practice hard, do you still want to enter the martial arts mansion in the future?"

After teaching everyone a lesson, Zhao Kang hummed a ditty and left.

As soon as he left, everyone immediately gathered around.

"Did you see that? How scary!"

"I didn't expect that Brother Zhao would be such a person!"

"Is it true? I still don't believe it."

"You don't believe it now? Didn't you see that when the martial arts maniac came back, he was running and crying, holding his buttocks, and bleeding!"

"He is an upper-level fourth-level master. He can make his butt bleed. Only Brother Zhao can do that, right?"

Long Tengyun, who had almost asked Zhao Kang to send Shangguan Hong to explode his anus, looked a little unnatural: "No wonder he threatened me like this in the first place. It turns out that he fell in love with me, and he was trying to hide it from others!"

When the people nearby heard this, they thought there was a story and hurriedly came over: "What else is there about this?"

Long Tengyun nodded heavily and told the story of how his Iron Sword Sect was destroyed by Zhao Kang.

But no one remembered the old Iron Sword Sect, but they all looked at Long Tengyun with admiration.

"Old Long, it's a good thing you surrendered because of your wits, otherwise I'm afraid you would have been the first man to be fucked by him!"

"Who says it's not the case? I'm so old, but he actually likes this bastard!"

Long Tengyun spat and left.

One person held his hands: "Why does this old guy still have a shy look on his face?"

"It looks like it to me, but if it doesn't work, I have to prepare."

"What are you getting ready for? Clean yourself up?" Someone sneered.

The man in front suddenly cursed unhappily: "Fart! I just want to get an iron plate and stuff it into my crotch. That guy is too good at martial arts and his taste is too strong. If he tries to force me, I won't be able to resist him!"

"That's right, I have to prepare myself. That damn martial arts maniac is too miserable! I don't want to follow in his footsteps!"

"Then let me buy an iron plate too!"

Zhao Kang didn't know it yet, but in just a short time, word of his beastly behavior had spread.

As a result, for a long time, people in Wu Mansion had a piece of iron in their buttocks.

Endless blue, the water and the sky seem to be connected together in the far distance.

The fisherman yawned, took his fishing net and left footprints one after another on the beach.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flashed across the sky. The fisherman rubbed his eyes and became excited.

I saw this pleasant golden color on the edge of a reef. Could it be gold one by one?
Immediately, the fisherman threw away the fishing net and rushed over. When he got closer, the joy on the fisherman's face suddenly froze, and he squatted down and pulled it.

"It's not gold. Why does it look like hair?"

He shifted to get a better view, then sat down on the ground in shock.

Behind those golden strands is a human head!
(End of this chapter)