I have a clinic

It turned out to be a group of buskers.

At this moment, an adult man was lying on a wooden bench, with a large stone against his chest, and next to the adult man, there was a man holding an iron hammer.

Large stones crush chest.

It is the project that adult men are waiting to perform.

The so-called selling art was more popular in ancient times in the Celestial Empire, and in ancient times, people who practiced martial arts in the Celestial Empire, forced to make a living, sometimes busking, were used to show their talents to the audience, and then get rewards, this model has been used until now, and has been cited by many other industries, such as the live broadcast industry.

Since ancient times, people in the Celestial Empire have had the habit of rewarding, so it is now normal for any local tycoon to tip millions of online anchors.

For example, this novel, no one has been rewarded, it can be seen that this novel is not well written, can not arouse the love of all viewers.

At this time, a middle-aged woman shouted like a gong and drum.

“Everyone, just as the so-called relying on parents at home, relying on friends when going out, we pass through precious land, but unfortunately the entanglement is exhausted, so I have to buy art here, please buy a personal scene with no money, the following performance for everyone is chest crushed stone, if you think, the performance is still satisfied, please give a reward, if you feel that the performance is not satisfied, don’t rush to go, because next, there are more exciting.”

As soon as the middle-aged woman’s words fell, the surrounding crowd also shouted one after another.

“The big stone is crushed in the chest, hurry up, we can’t wait.”

“Yes, don’t ink, wait for the good performance, I’ll give you money.”

“That is, hurry, knock down with a hammer to see if the chest is broken or the stone is broken.”

Listening to these voices, the middle-aged woman continued: “Everyone, the performance will begin immediately. ”

After that, the middle-aged woman retreated.

“Ye Tian, if this hammer goes down, won’t it be dangerous?” Zhao Mengran watched from the sidelines with trepidation.

“Nope.” Ye Tian shook his head and explained: “The big stone has obtained the momentum of the hammer, but the mass of the big stone is large, so the momentum speed is very slow, and the stone is very brittle, and it breaks when it has not interacted with the human body for a long time, plus the stone has a large area, so the force is also dispersed. ”

“There are two elements here: big stone, which must be big, and two, broken version, must be broken sharp.”

“Of course, the performers also need to have certain muscles and the ability to resist blows, and it is still a little dangerous for you and me ordinary people to crush large stones in their chests.”

“This way.” Zhao Mengran nodded as if she didn’t understand, and then stared directly at the performance with her eyes hooked.

Soon, with a bang, the iron hammer fell on the big stone, and the big stone shattered instantly and fell to the ground.

And the adult man also stood up from the wooden bench and arched his hand towards everyone.

Immediately, the middle-aged woman walked out, holding a gong, and asked for a reward.

Zhao Mengran also took out ten yuan from his pocket and put it in the gong.

After asking for the reward, the middle-aged woman stood in the center of the venue and continued to speak.

“Next, what I want to perform for everyone is the golden bell jar, one of the 72 stunts of the Shaolin Temple.”

As the middle-aged woman’s words fell, a young boy in his teens, thin and bareheaded, wearing a monk’s robe walked into the venue.

Admiralty hood?

Ye Tian was stunned when he heard this, the golden bell hood is indeed a Shaolin peerless school, but it is said that only Shaolin inner disciples are qualified to contact, this little boy in front of him, could it be a Shaolin inner disciple? ，

The little boy really looked like a monk, and he was also an ascetic.

To say that this little boy was an inner disciple of the Shaolin Temple, Ye Tian did not believe it, first of all, the spirit that the little boy gave him was not right.

The little boy was very thin, as if he had not eaten enough all day.

Moreover, Ye Tian noticed that although the little boy was expressionless, there was a trace of fear hidden in his eyes.

This fear seems to come from the next show to be performed, so it can be clearly felt that the little boy’s movements are a little hesitant.

At this moment, an adult man standing not far away with a whip jerked his hand.

With a crisp snap, the long whip swept abruptly towards the little boy, and then stopped about a meter or so in front of the little boy.

This crisp sound startled the little boy, and instinctively took a step back.

The onlookers around immediately burst into laughter, all feeling that this was the effect of the show deliberately made by the performers.

However, Ye Tian didn’t think so, he could feel that this little boy was really scared, and he was really afraid.

Horizontal kung fu performances such as the golden bell hood are very simple, they constantly take things and smash them on their bodies, so that they can show that they practice kung fu well, and the performance of the little boy is no exception.

After a set of punches, he made a squatting posture.

Suddenly, an adult man came to the little boy with a wooden stick with a thick arm.

Under the onlookers of the surrounding people, this wooden stick was smashed heavily on the little boy’s body.

Only a click was heard, and the solid wooden stick shattered in response.

There was a burst of cheers at the scene.

Subsequently, wooden boards, tiles and other things appeared one after another, constantly greeting the little boy.

This little boy seemed to really know the golden bell hood, and his face did not have a trace of expression or make any sound, as if he could not feel pain.

“How cruel, can this little boy’s body stand it?” Zhao Mengran looked at it for a while, but he didn’t dare to look anymore, and asked Ye Tian.

“If that little boy really knows the golden bell hood, he can still bear this, but if not, he is completely fighting for his life!” Ye Tian said.

“Ye Tian, don’t look at it, let’s go.” Zhao Mengran also couldn’t stand it, and greeted Ye Tian.

“Wait, I’m looking.” Ye Tian did not move his footsteps, just watched quietly.

“Huh?” Zhao Mengran looked at Ye Tian with a puzzled expression, and he was not speaking.

PS: Dads!!! The flowers broke 3,000, and I performed live on the chest of the big stone, which is so arrogant!!!