Day six, prison.

The director said in a hoarse voice: "Scene 13 of "Street Fight", shot 1, shot 543, action."

Chen She poked his elbows back, lowered his arms, and the sound of "pop, pop" was heard.

"Click!" Chen She made a pause gesture, lowered his head to think for a moment, and said to the two people behind him: "Don't get hit by me on purpose. Try to block it."

"Okay, Brother She." The two of them had no love in their lives and said in numb tones.

Chen She nodded to the director, indicating that it was okay.

"Scene 13 of "Street Fight", shot 1, shot 544, action." The director said numbly.

Chen She poked back with both elbows just like he had done hundreds of times before.

Behind him, the prisoners on both sides raised their hands to block their chests in advance, as if they had no idea.

Chen She's elbows were blocked, but his arms moved faster. With two "puff" sounds, he hit both of them in the crotch.

"ah!"

"Ouch!"

Unexpectedly, the force was much stronger than before. The two of them jumped in pain and ran away screaming.

"It feels right this time." Chen She recalled the smoothness of the move just now and murmured to himself: "This is how this move is used. The strength will change under different circumstances."

"Get down, get down, do it again." Chen She said with unfinished meaning.

"You're still here," the others said in a state of collapse.

This one move of back thrusting and teasing has been performed more than 500 times in a row, and everyone would vomit every time they perform it.

Moreover, Chen She was not able to control his force well every time. Whether he hit the ball or the stick, it was really painful.

"Brother Chen, take a rest and practice martial arts with a certain amount of relaxation." Fu Guosheng advised, he had already vomited.

Originally, Chen She and the others were going to demonstrate how one person could challenge more than twenty swordsmen, and he was quite interested.

Who would have known that after performing it twice, Chen She would catch one scene in particular.

More than 500 times. I watched the same scene more than 500 times in two days. It was as bad as melatonin. In my dreams at night, it was all about "pop, pop" scenes of crotch shooting.

"Don't relax. The most important thing in practicing martial arts is to persevere and have perseverance." Chen She refused.

"Then you can't just practice this one move, right? Huang San also remembers many other moves. You can practice them instead."

"A thousand moves are not as good as one." Chen She said unmoved.

In fact, the real reason is that he doesn't understand other moves. Some moves look so powerful that people will be knocked away as soon as they touch them.

But Chen She couldn't understand the key and couldn't imitate it.

This is the only trick, perhaps because it suits his temperament better. He knows it right away, and the more he practices, the better he gets.

"You're already good at this move. Besides, aren't you here for further study? If you want to do big things, you can't just use force. There are so many talents in the prison, you should also learn more about other things." Fu Guosheng racked his brains to persuade.

road.

He didn't know what big thing Chen She was going to do, and according to the rules of the world, it was not easy to inquire about it, but he didn't stop him from using it as an excuse.

"Yes, why didn't I think of that?" After hearing this, Chen She felt it made sense. He looked at the prisoners and said, "Tell me, what special skills do you have? Those who can catch your eye will be responsible for teaching me from now on.

No need to be a sparring partner."

"Brother She, I can"

"Brother She, you must be interested in my skills."

"Brother She, let me teach you."

When they heard that there was a chance to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, the prisoners rushed to speak.

"Tell me one by one, don't worry." Chen She raised his hand and pressed it down, then pointed at one of them and said, "Tell me first, what are you good at?"

"I'm good at drinking. Does drinking count?" the prisoner said weakly.

"I need you to teach me how to drink? Have you ever drunk yourself to death?" Chen She got angry when he heard about drinking and cursed.

"Brother She, he didn't drink to death, but he was almost killed. He drove in while drunk and crashed into a car."

"Hahahaha, I'm not good at drinking, and my driving skills are not good either." The other prisoners laughed.

"If it were you, what would you be capable of?" Chen She asked, pointing to the prisoner who smiled the happiest of all.

"Brother She, he has three hands and specializes in stealing mobile phones in shopping malls." Before the man could speak, someone revealed the truth.

"What do you know? This is called the rational reallocation of social resources." The man stood up and defended.

"Go, go, go, I'm going to learn how to pick up my cell phone." Chen She pulled him aside and said.

But the three hands smiled, pointed at Chen She's trouser pocket, and said: "Brother She, don't you want to see if you have lost anything?"

"I threw a piece of wool. When I came in, all the things I had on me were taken away by the guards. Now my pocket is cleaner than my face." Chen She said as he symbolically took out his trouser pocket. As soon as he put his hand in, he was stunned and said in surprise.

: "Hey, where did this come from?"

When he took it out again, there was already a small piece of paper in his hand.

"If you dig around again, maybe there will be more?" Three Hands laughed.

"How is it possible? I just touched it." Chen She retorted subconsciously, but seeing the certainty of what he said, he reached out and touched it again with hesitation, and actually pulled out a small piece of paper, and said in surprise: "When did you

Put it in?"

"Where's the one before?" Sanshou asked without answering.

"It's in my hand." Halfway through, Chen She looked at his empty left hand and was stunned.

"Will it be put in your pocket?" three fingers pointed at the trouser pocket.

When Chen She heard this, he put his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small piece of paper again.

Looking at the two small pieces of paper in his hand, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Awesome! The three hands are worthy of their name."

"Thank you for the compliment, Brother She." He said with three hands, but his left hand stretched out from the gap in his clothes and held hands with his right hand, making it look like he had three hands.

"Okay, I count you as one, you don't need to be a sparring partner, just lie down on the bed and rest, and think about how to teach me later." Chen She nodded at him, then picked another old man and said, "You, what are your skills?

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"Brother She, I know ventriloquism." The old man said.

"Uh, which one, licking a man or licking a woman?" Chen She hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Licking? It's not licking, it's imitating." The old man looked confused.

"What are you all doing together? Chen She, are you causing trouble again?" At this time, Supervisor Li's voice suddenly rang out.

Well, the crowd suddenly dispersed, leaving only Chen She and the old man.

"No, Director, you misunderstood. We were just chatting and exchanging feelings." Chen She was mid-sentence when he suddenly froze. Outside the iron gate was empty, and there was no sign of Director Li at all.

"Hahahaha, Brother Chen, have you been fooled? This old man is tricking you with ventriloquism." Fu Guosheng's voice laughed.

"Huh? I didn't say anything." Fu Guosheng said with a blank look on his face.

Then, the two of them looked at the old man together.

"Ventriloquism and ventriloquism." The old man cupped his hands at them and said with a smile, "You've made a fool of yourself, two bosses."

"Awesome! You're one of them, just take a break." Chen She gave a thumbs up and sighed in his heart, there are so many talents in the hall, and I picked two at random, both of them are at the level of intangible cultural heritage.

Next, Chen She chose a lockpicker and a juggler from among them.

"Okay, I will learn these four stunts first, and continue to serve as a sparring partner for the rest." Chen She knew that he would bite off more than he could chew, so he stopped right there.

"No, Brother She, you haven't asked me yet?" a somewhat handsome young man said anxiously.

"What do you do?" Chen She had been ignoring the handsome guy's existence because of the principle of mutual repulsion. At this time, he jumped out and asked.

"Brother She, I'm just setting up a trap to play the Immortal Dance," the young man said.

"If you don't learn, if you don't learn, I will definitely keep it for myself if there is a fairy, so I can't bear to use it to make a condom." Chen She shook his head and said: "Besides, if I'm short of money, won't I grab it? Why bother doing this?

Immortal dance."

"My special skill is not the Immortal Dance." The young man shook his head, pointed at his crotch, and said proudly: "Brother She, why do you think those women followed me willingly and helped me make condoms?"

"Uh, because you're older?"

"Talent is one thing, but skills are also very important." The young man said proudly.

"Ahem. What, I count you among them. In fact, my talent alone is enough. Mainly out of curiosity, pure curiosity." Chen She coughed dryly, then looked at Fu Guosheng and said: "Old Fu, you are not
Chapter completed!