He Xian originally did not support his sister sending his nephew to Xiangzhen Hall to practice martial arts.

Putting aside the high cost issues, simply passing the samurai certification is not an easy task.

People have been practicing martial arts since they were young. By the age of my nephew, it is difficult to achieve results. Just pulling the ligament is not easy to overcome.

"How is it possible? Xiaohan is such an honest child, and he hasn't even fought since he was a child." He Tian laughed.

When he was a child, Gao Han was weak and weak, so he naturally didn't fight. In middle school, he became strong and strong, and he could only fight others. In addition, with Li Heng, a dog-headed strategist, giving advice, Gao Han was very measured in his fights.

It didn't go so far as to invite parents.

So He Tian always thought that his son was an honest man and had never had a fight.

While the two were talking, He Xian casually switched the TV channel to Yunzhou TV Station.

Haixing City is part of Nanhai County, which is part of Yunzhou.

"At around four o'clock this afternoon, a vicious attempted murder occurred outside the gate of the Guanyun City Martial Arts Association."

"A killer carried a Type 983 tactical pistol disguised as a black handbag with a silencer in an attempt to murder a competitor in the Guanyun Cup Martial Arts Competition."

"The killer shot six times in a row from a distance of five meters. None of the six shots hit the contestant. He accidentally killed a photographer who was interviewing at the scene. The killer was then shot to death by the contestant's bare hands."

He Xian couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha, within five meters, six shots can't hit a big living person. This killer's death is really not unfair. This bowl of rice for him - small, small, small, small!!?"

The image of the contestant appeared on the TV, making He Xian's mouth open and unable to close it for a while.

"Yunzhou TV station reports for you."

"Well, what's wrong?" He Tian noticed that his brother's expression was wrong. When he turned to watch TV, the TV screen had already changed to the next news item.

"Ha, ha, it's nothing. I suddenly wanted to sneeze just now, but it got stuck and didn't come out." He Xian's smile was a little stuck, but He Tian thought it was because he couldn't sneeze halfway, so he didn't care.

He Xian decided that since his sister didn't see it, he would not tell her about it for the time being.

The killer fired six shots at close range, but failed to hit a single shot, causing him to be killed in retaliation.

This is a comedy that people like to watch; but for relatives, this is a thriller theater.

My nephew was shot six times by a killer on the street but missed, and he killed the killer with his bare hands on the spot. This kind of thing was too exciting for me.

The moment he saw his nephew's face on TV, He Xian felt that his jaw was about to drop.
Chapter completed!