Chapter 170 Entering the City (9th Update)

According to Zhao Tiezhu's guess, this self-hypnosis must have a time limit. Otherwise, if it lasted a lifetime, the Kunba people would have unified the earth and dominated the universe long ago. As the saying goes, the arrogant are afraid of the stupid, and the stupid are afraid of the desperate. If they really have no sense of pain, then anyone would be scared.

Zhao Tiezhu kept changing his steps, crossing his legs, dodging Kuba's fists one by one, and then counterattacking. Zhao Tiezhu was waiting, waiting for Kuba's self-hypnosis time to pass, then it would be his time to strike and win!

Zhao Tiezhu's guess was correct. This self-hypnosis does have a certain time limit. Even Kuba himself can only last about five minutes at most. After 5 minutes, his body will be forced to wake up and slowly get out of the hypnotic state! In fact, many people cannot understand this so-called physical hypnosis. To put it simply, you should have seen many programs on TV, where someone puts an iron needle or something directly through his mouth or tongue, or directly hangs a few iron hooks on the flesh on his back, and hangs himself up, as if they can't feel the pain. This is the simplest physical hypnosis. The mind is awake, but the body is forcibly hypnotized and can't feel the pain. Kuba's hypnosis is more powerful. Not only hypnotizes, but also stimulates his body to a certain extent. It's like Kuba is telling his body that you are strong, your speed is fast, and you are not afraid of pain. This is a very advanced physical hypnosis method.

The older Kuba gets, the more frightened he is. This Zhao Tiezhu is so comfortable with it. To be more precise, it seems like a monkey. His speed and skills are completely ineffective in his few steps! ! This... The great Kunba tribe god, where did this monster come from? He doesn't look more than 25 years old, right?

As time passed, Kuba's body was gradually waking up, and his strength was slowly returning from beyond the peak to the peak, and then slowly decreasing. The pain in his body was getting stronger and stronger. The flesh where Zhao Tiezhu had hit him was indeed injured, but after being hypnotized, he could not feel the pain. Once the hypnotic effect wore off, he felt pain all over his body.

Finally, around the seventh minute, Kuba's body was fully recovered, but a mouthful of blood spurted out. This was a belated injury. Kuba knelt on one knee on the ground, watching the thin figure suddenly become as majestic as a god or demon. Kuba lowered his head and said, "Kuba lost."

Zhao Tiezhu nodded, "Give me the dominoes."

Kuba took the dominoes off his neck and looked at them reluctantly. He had been carrying this domino for several years, and it was about to leave him. When he returned to the tribe, he didn't know whether he would be greeted by a long-term enemy. What punishment is there for the old man? Kuba's face darkened. However, the people of ethnic minorities have one biggest advantage, that is, they are willing to accept defeat. They are not like us. If they lose, they lose. They will not find excuses. For example, if they lose in basketball, they say they are on the second team. If they lose in a race, they say their feet just cramped. If they lose in shooting, they say they didn't sleep well last night and their eyes are blocked by mucus. If they lose in men's football, they say the opponent is a men's football team, not a women's football team, and they bullied our national football team. There are so many things. Although Kuba was reluctant, he still gave the dominoes to Zhao Tiezhu.

"When I become stronger, I will come to you to get it back!" Kuba said with a firm face.

"You are welcome to come to FJ to find me." Zhao Tiezhu smiled and put the dominoes into his pocket. "Maybe one day when I don't need them anymore, I will return them to you."

"No need. I, Kuba, respect masters the most. I will also work hard to become a master. When you have time, come to visit my Kunba tribe. Next time we meet, I will definitely win it back with my own hands." Kuba said, and walked away with a few tribesmen.

Zhao Tiezhu looked at the people around him and said, "What do you think? I am awesome, right?"

"Tsk, you just like to play the pig and eat the tiger. What era is this? You still have such bad taste?" Su Ge La said from the side.

"What do you mean by bad taste? I mean low-key." Zhao Tiezhu whistled and said, "Let's go to the ancient city."

"Come with me. The car in my shop will come to pick me up. We'll go together then." Uncle Quan spoke at this time. As an ordinary working class, it was the first time for Uncle Quan to come into contact with this level of fighting. The lightning-fast movements made Uncle Quan feel that he had lived for 30 years in vain. Moreover, Zhao Tiezhu looked very comfortable. His son's favorite thing was martial arts. Maybe there would be a chance for Zhao Tiezhu to show off his skills in front of his son. Then, as a father, he would be proud.

"Uncle Quan has a car? That's great. We are going to the ancient city of LJ. Are you on your way?" Zhao Tiezhu asked as he walked back.

"I have a shop next to the ancient city, it's on the way, let's go, the car can accommodate you." Uncle Quan said, and led everyone to a vacant lot next to the train station. There were already many minivans parked on the vacant lot, all of which were here to solicit business. After rejecting several people's approach, Zhao Tiezhu and others came to a farm vehicle with a cargo box.

"This is my car." Uncle Quan said with a smile, with a trace of the simplicity of a local on his face, and he didn't think that a farm vehicle was anything to be ashamed of. Zhao Tiezhu saw the car and cheered, "I haven't ridden this kind of car for a long time, haha, I want to ride in the cargo box."

"Okay, there is room for one person in the front of the car, and everyone else can get on the cargo box, and put the luggage on it." Uncle Quan called. At this time, a little boy of eight or nine years old got off the car, called his father and threw himself on Uncle Quan.

"My good son, do you miss your father? Did you come with your uncle?" Uncle Quan stroked the little boy's head lovingly. The little boy nodded and looked curiously at Zhao Tiezhu and his group, especially when he saw Man Yu. When he arrived, his eyes lit up and he ran up directly.

"Are you going to take my car too?" The way children strike up conversations is different from adults.

"By the way, Manyu, where is your grandma's house? We can take you home then." Only then did Su Yanni remember to ask where Manyu's house was. She was really nervous.

"My grandma's home is in the ancient city!" Manyu said, looking at the little boy in front of him with a strange expression.

"This is my dad's car, isn't it big? Let me tell you, when you ride in the back, your butt will bump and hurt. Can you sit in the front seat with me?" the boy said.

"Who are you?" Manyu blinked and did not answer the boy's words.

"Me? My name is Jiu Jin. My mother said that when I was born, I weighed Jiu Jin!!" The boy said, and asked a little anxiously, "Do you want to sit in the front row with me? I have one there. Ultraman Oh!”

"No, I want to sit with Sister Yan Ni." Manyu shook his head and spoke firmly.

"Then...then I'll fight in the car too." Jiu Jin hesitated, looked at Uncle Quan, and Uncle Quan said with a smile, "Sit if you want, don't worry about your butt hurting!"

"No way!! I'm a man!!" After his father mentioned the pain point, Jiujin shouted with a red face, causing the people around him to laugh.

Not long after, the luggage was loaded onto the back bucket, and everyone got on the vehicle. The agricultural vehicle spewed out a puff of black smoke from the butt of the vehicle, and jumped forward.