Inside Zhao Yaoting's living room.

Zhao Minzhi forcibly pushed Shen Jiwen down on the sofa, then she brought a whiteboard and began to explain some basic theories of acupuncture.

As we all know, acupuncture is an extremely ancient technique. In short, it has been around since the beginning of civilization records in China. At the beginning, people used bone needles made from polished animal bones. Later, after slowly developing and improving, A series of acupuncture therapies were formed.

After Zhao Minzhi finished showing off the history of acupuncture in front of Shen Jiwen, he then began to explain some basic acupuncture techniques, including twisting, lifting, thrusting, etc., as well as some common acupuncture points for headaches, brain heat, and other diseases.

"What acupuncture points should be used for diseases such as insomnia?"

Shen Jiwen asked.

"For example, if you have insomnia, you should prick the Renzhong acupoint and the Tanzhong acupoint."

After Zhao Minzhi finished speaking, she held a shiny silver needle in her hand to demonstrate on herself. The Renzhong point was okay, but when she tested the Tanzhong point, two blushes suddenly appeared on her cheeks. There was no other reason.

Just because the Tanzhong point is at the midpoint between the two breasts, it is okay for men, but for women, this point is between two tall and straight breasts, especially when Zhao Minzhi wears a tight T-shirt at home. , without wearing a bra underneath, you can vaguely see the perky little cherry at the top of the twin peaks.

"Then how should this acupoint be pricked?"

Shen Jiwen came up with a curious look on his face and almost touched the top of the towering mountain.

"If you move closer, be careful I'll stab you."

Zhao Minzhi glared at Shen Jiwen, and her face instantly turned crimson.

Shen Jiwen shrugged his shoulders innocently and said, "Don't you want to take the initiative to set an example for me?"

Zhao Minzhi rolled her eyes at Shen Jiwen and said: "In short, this acupuncture point is inserted. As for the specific details, I can give you some relevant information. Go back and study it yourself."

"What! Penetration?"

After Shen Jiwen heard this name, he immediately thought of some kind of passionate sport between men and women.

"Yeah, what's the matter? Do you know how to thrust?"

After Zhao Minzhi finished speaking, she turned around and took a stack of books and CDs on the basic theory of acupuncture from the bookshelf behind her and threw them to Shen Jiwen.

"It's not bad. You can try it if you have time."

But I thought to myself: If I didn’t know how to do this, would I still be a man?

Zhao Minzhi curled her lips and said disdainfully: "Forget it, if you pierce it in the wrong place, it will hurt me a lot."

"It only hurts at the beginning, but it will become very comfortable later."

Shen Jiwen coughed.

After all, Zhao Minzhi is a girl who has not experienced sex between men and women. How would she know this guy's dirty thoughts? She just thought that the other person was pinching her randomly, curled her lips and said: "Huh, it's strange that it feels comfortable. If it's not done properly or with too much force, If it is excessive, it will cause local swelling of the patient."

'Damn, this looks too similar.'

Shen Jiwen secretly thought that the other party's words made him involuntarily think of the first time he had sex with Li Beibei, and the other party's lower body also became swollen the next day.

It seems that sometimes two unrelated things have something in common if we dig deeper.

"Okay. I will take this information back and study it carefully. However, there is actually another explanation for this insertion."

Shen Jiwen looked at the other party seriously, but the corner of his eye was fixed on Zhao Minzhi's tall and straight chest.

"Oh, tell me."

Zhao Minzhi asked curiously.

She is only twenty years old now, has no partner yet, and is very ignorant about these things between men and women.

"Forget it. Let's talk about it later. I'm going back first."

Shen Jiwen thought to himself: If I tell you this, Uncle Zhao won't be able to eat me.

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out. For him now, every minute is precious.

...

Kyoto Garden Bath Center is the largest bath center in Kyoto City.

In the VIP box, two charming girls wearing black miniskirts were giving two customers stocking massages.

One of them had his face down and his back up, and his beautiful black stocking feet were constantly moving on his back.

The other one, facing upward, had a gloomy look on his face, and there was a hint of anger between his brows. The silk feet were massaging his lower body, and kept rubbing on it, making him hum in comfort. He closed his eyes and said: "Heisan, don't send us out again unless there is a particularly important mission."

"Oh, why?"

The face-down man known as Hei San asked.

"Because I noticed traces of some old rivals."

"Old rival. You don't mean the descendants of the Jing family, do you?"

"Who else could it be but them?"

"Haha, I really don't understand why you island country killers have such deep hatred for the Jing family?"

Hei San turned around, revealing a rough and arrogant face of a man, with his lower body already erect.

The girl in black stockings on the side poured some lubricant on it, then sandwiched it between her two beautiful legs and kept rubbing it.

The man next to him with a sullen expression said: "This is a long story. Let's start from when Jing Ke of China assassinated Qin."

It turns out that when Jing Ke attempted to assassinate Qin, he failed because the guards standing on both sides of the hall included several masters from island countries who besieged Jing Ke.

Although Jing Ke's hand was unparalleled, he could not withstand the many masters of our island country, and it was difficult for him to defeat four with just one fist, and he was eventually killed.

Since then, the descendants of the Jing family have classified our island nation's killers as their great enemies.

The grievances between the two sides began at that time and have continued to this day. They have a history of thousands of years and are getting deeper and deeper. During this period, both sides have their own victories and defeats, and have hurt each other, but they have always been in a stalemate, and everyone has suffered. No one.

"However, we, the killers of the island country, will kill all the descendants of the Jing family one by one sooner or later. We were able to kill their ancestors back then. Now, we will definitely be able to kill their descendants."

The man with an angry face said viciously.

In fact, this man was the man in black who broke into Zhao Yaoting's house that night and attempted to kill three students of Liu Zhenyu. He was the only one who escaped alone that night.

"Let your island country send another master over. I will definitely kill Shen Jiwen. If this guy hurts the fourth child, he will hurt me. If I don't kill him, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart."

Hei San gritted his teeth and said.

He is one of the four great kings under Yin Tianci, the young leader of the Black Dragon Gang, but no one knows his name. People in the street started calling him Black Third, or Third Brother.

"Well, don't worry. Since I have accepted your money, I will naturally settle this matter. I will send Oolong here next month. Humph, then there will be Shen Jiwen and the mysterious descendant of the Jing family. , all your bones will be left behind.”
Chapter completed!