Huang Bingyao was stunned at first, and soon understood that this was just like making up a story, in which characters he didn’t like were directly written to death...

It’s just...

There is no direct connection between the name and the lethality of martial arts...

Still confused.

"Zhou Sheng, what would be a suitable name to change?"

It's natural to be confused, but you can't ask this. After all, he is also a policeman, screenwriter, and taxi master all in one, and his words are impeccable.

They are all smart people, and they can tell the truth.

When Zhou Xiaoxing heard this, he immediately answered.

"What do you mean?"

Although he knew that Sir Huang was not interested in drinking, he just couldn't explain why changing his name could solve the problem of Wudi's leg-cutting being so harmful.

It doesn’t matter if there is anything easy to explain.

What else did he say?

This is a good question?

He is a screenwriter, so he can pick a few names at his fingertips.

That is, he mainly focuses on comedy and martial arts novels...

I really haven’t dabbled in it much.

Will every other line be like a mountain?

Coincidentally, he is best suited for mountain climbing. Think about it, after he became a policeman, he became a screenwriter. As that was not enough, he also drove a taxi and was very good at it.

In other words, this matter is not difficult.

But...

It’s easy to choose a name. Choose a name that solves the problem in a targeted way...

Not easy.

"Zhou Sheng, you haven't answered my question yet, please explain..."

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that Huang Bingyao is a bitch or deliberately showing off his screenwriting talent, but...

The relationship between names and the harmfulness of martial arts is very important to him.

At first it was for understanding, now it is for doing things.

Don’t you want him to say something?

"Is this important?"

Zhou Xiaoxing did this on purpose. He just glanced up and knew what Sir Huang was thinking.

"Isn't this important?"

Seeing Zhou Xiaoxing's playful look, Huang Bingyao couldn't help but ask.

It’s not intentional, it’s just to liven up the atmosphere.

Just...

I'm very happy.

"Is this important?"

"Isn't it important?"

"What's important?"

"Isn't it important?"

"What's important?"

......

After a few rounds, Huang Bingyao gave up.

"Zhou Sheng, I know you know what I'm talking about, so you'd better hurry up and say it. I still want to drive a taxi..."

"Then you drive a taxi..."

Knowing that Huang Bingyao would not leave just like that, Zhou Xiaoxing said with a smile.

"Uh, Zhou Sheng, you can't be like this..."

No, just talk, why did you suddenly...

What kind of horse urine does a man and an old dog pee?

Don’t get me wrong, Zhou Xiaoxing can endure a man’s tears...

As long as the occasion is right...

This...

This would obviously not be...

"Sir Huang, aren't you? It's such a small thing..."

The crying became louder.

So cruel!

Zhou Xiaoxing looked around, and before the melon-eating crowd arrived, especially when Yan Zhen was about to come over after eating a watermelon, he stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Sir Huang, you are very good. You are indeed a police officer from the Flying Tigers. You can use any method."

I just don’t know how he knew Zhou Xiaoxing was soft-hearted.

Huang Bingyao raised his hand to wipe the real tears from the corners of his eyes, and put away his fleeting smile...

No matter what, he has just started...

Sure enough, the policewoman who was seconded from Huantou next door for the last anti-pornography case was sharp, so she just cried and the matter was solved.

I have to say that Meiko is really amazing, just...

It feels too distant.

Among women, he likes gentle and virtuous ones the most...

Ah, what is he thinking...

"Zhou Sheng, tell me."

Zhou Xiaoxing gritted her teeth and spoke reluctantly.

Actually...

There’s really nothing to say.

"Sir Huang, I'll let you know in advance. If the explanation doesn't suit your needs, you can't..."

Tears came again, he said that he had to use special powers "You can't see me"

Bullying him for only having one vest!

Huang Bingyao nodded slightly.

"Listen, I once heard a great martial arts master say that if you want to leave an impression in the eyes of the world that your martial arts is very powerful, you must first call out his name. You can get excited as much as you want.

How exciting."

There is nothing wrong with this. Huang Bingyao nodded repeatedly.

It’s not a lie, it’s half the truth.

"At first, I didn't understand it. It wasn't until he gave an example, like the world-famous Foshan Shadowless Knife, that he just knew it when a martial arts practitioner shouted it loudly and powerfully before making a move.

, this skill is really sharp."

At this point, Huang Feihong’s name is about to come out.

Zhou Xiaoxing stared at Huang Bingyao cautiously, looking forward to his questions.

"Unknown..."

Ah, if Zhou Xiaoxing hadn't been educated since he was a child and didn't allow him to do things that were inconsistent with public order and good customs, he would have...

A mouthful of old blood was spat out.

Regardless of whether Sir Huang was really unclear or not, Zhou Xiaoxing adjusted his breathing and continued.

"Let's put it this way, Foshan's shadowless kick is called shadowless kick. The person who performs the move kicks so fast that one's eyes can't keep up, just like one can't catch a shadow..."
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Huang Bingyao gave a rare nod.

"But anyone who has studied martial arts knows that this is impossible. If a person flies up in the air and kicks two or three times, if his skills are so powerful that under certain conditions, he can kick up to four. If he does more, he will be able to make a movie.
To be continued...