Marvel Movie: From Old Man Time to Crazy Swordsman

Chapter 6 There are several pronunciation combinations for the collocation of lying and trough

Yi Song vaguely felt that treating baldness might be a good way to make money, but there were still some links that he hadn't figured out, so he was ready to learn more about it with the middle-aged man.

That's right, Yi Song hasn't taken the road of getting rich that has been widely advertised by modern society, such as robbing the treasury.In his opinion, whether it is superpowers or money, they are just tools to make him live comfortably.

He Yimou is not the kind of superhero with bitter hatred and deep obsession in Hollywood blockbusters, who needs to "be burdened with darkness and have a new heart for light".

Regardless of whether the result is successful or not, or whether your identity is exposed or not, if you think about whether you have exposed your flaws after committing a crime, it is easy to lack sleep and drive people into baldness.

Isn't it delicious to live a good life with that leisurely mind?
God is sorry, I only wanted to be a peaceful office worker at the beginning, even now that I have time-traveled, Yi Song is only going to be a peaceful... self-employed?Well, at most, when a big hooligan comes to a restaurant to make trouble, he throws a timing art on someone. Anyway, the Q skill is silent and no one can see it. This is the most peaceful life.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound of physical collision not far away, and there were sporadic screams.

Yi Song looked around and noticed a yellow-green mass writhing at the source of the sound. He took a closer look and saw that two big men of astonishing size, one yellow and one green, were wrestling together.There were fewer and fewer people on the street, only some green leather military vehicles, police, and soldiers were still waiting around.

Quickly pulled up the middle-aged man and said: "Let's hide in a safe place first."

Hearing this, the man quickly got up and followed Yi Song to a distance.Yi Song also opened EWE at the same time, winding up time for himself and the man (E skill acceleration BUFF), and flew out with long legs.

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"Huh!" Yi Song took a deep breath, "It should be safe here, let's get to know each other, my name is Yi Song. Oh, no, my name is Song, Song Yi."

"Song? Very beautiful name, my name is John, John Brook (John Brook), Yi? Judging from the pronunciation of this surname, you should be of Chinese descent, right?" The middle-aged man replied.

"John Brook? Pfft!" Yi Song couldn't hold back, isn't that abbreviation...

"Huh?" John raised an eyebrow.

"Uh—sorry, I thought of some happy things. Besides, yes, I am indeed of Chinese descent." Yi Song apologized immediately.

"I always feel that you are thinking about something bad." John smiled.

"Then, Mr. Brook, why are you so relaxed, aren't you afraid of me?" Yi Song asked curiously, after all, it's always played like this in movies.

"Of course not." John shrugged, "Also, you can call me John. As for why, because you saved me before, I didn't offend you, and there is no conflict of interest between us, so I can't think of what you have now. Why are you hurting me?"

"Well, it makes sense, he thinks so thoroughly, he really deserves to be a mature middle-aged man." Yi Song had nothing to say.

"Middle-aged? Please, I'm only 28!" John complained immediately.

This time it was Yi Song's turn to feel incredible: "You are only 28 years old?" Yi Song looked at the other person's appearance, then recalled his young and "handsome" face, and then said: "I am also 28 years old, is it such a coincidence?"

John heard the ridicule in Yi Song's words, chuckled and was not angry, but explained: "I work in information technology, usually programming and the like are unavoidable, and the workload is relatively heavy, so there is no way to do it matter"

"Ah oh, it turned out to be a programmer. I'm sorry, sorry, I understand." Yi Song recalled the dialogue in the movie and tried to pretend to be an American to apologize to John, but obviously failed in learning.

...after an awkward silence...

"Actually, apart from saving my life, I am also very grateful that you can help me solve the problem of hair loss. At the same time, I am also curious how long this situation will last and whether I will still lose my hair." John happily found the topic.

Yi Songxin said: What do you call hair loss?You are bald at all, aren't you?Then I recalled the skill description, organized the language for a while, and said: "It is to replenish your vitality to a perfect state. In other words, I will adjust your physiological state to make your various organs function to the current physiological age. The healthiest state possible."

"So, did you just use your Huaxia qigong?" John, who had watched the "Boom Control" martial arts TV series, asked.

"Da da da da da..."

"Tuk tuk tuk tuk..."

The sound of gunfire from the building not far away and the sound of iron bars hitting hard objects startled the two of them.

"Wow (wò) trough (cao)." Yi Song, who was thanking John for being so self-conscious and began to brainstorm, heard the voice and recalled the plot of the movie, and quickly said to John, "Let's go a little further, maybe they are fighting with the helicopter. It sounded like the helicopter had crashed, that was probably the sound of machine gun fire and the sound of the propeller snapping on impact."

Why are you so proficient?You can hear the picture just by listening to the sound.While John was thinking this way, Ying and Yi Song walked in the opposite direction of the sound source.

Because the voice was at the top of the building this time, both of them felt that the danger was far away from them, and they walked less hastily than before.So Yi Song didn't stop, and at the same time, he didn't stop talking: "It's almost the qigong you understand. There are many kinds of qigong, and I happen to be good at medical treatment."

"Aha~ I knew it was like this. I always thought it was a fiction. I never expected to meet a 'martial arts master' like you." John was very happy, as if he had seen a living Transformer. The last four words were still Read it in Chinese, although the pronunciation is very bad.

"Yeah, that's it, you can't count as a martial arts master."

Yi Song said so, but what he thought in his heart was:

Fortunately, you are a brain-filling monster, which saves me the trouble of thinking of a logical reason to fool you. To be honest, I am still confused now. I was still at home at noon, and I passed through inexplicably in the afternoon.Thinking of time travel, Yi Song recalled the flash of inspiration before.

"By the way, does hair loss really affect you that much? I don't think it has much effect on your health." Yi Song asked.

Suddenly, John's expression tightened, and then he relaxed again. He sighed and said, "As far as I'm concerned, the influence is mainly on the social side."

"Yeah." Yi Song nodded to indicate to continue.

"Look at my photo from two years ago." As he said that, John clicked on his phone and found a photo of him when he just graduated from graduate school and entered the workplace. The sunny boy who appeared on the phone screen had a fluffy chestnut-colored short ear-length hair. There is also a right slanted bangs, which looks really young and handsome.

"Lying (wò) trough (cào)!" Yi Song sighed in appreciation in a timely manner.

"What does this mean." John didn't understand Chinese.

"It's nothing, it's just an exclamation particle in Huaxia language." Yi Song replied.

"Oh, since I started to lose my hair, I look older than ten years. The women who come to strike up a conversation with me are all women in their thirties or even aunts in their 40s." John continued to complain.

"Wo (wo) trough (cào)!" Yi Song felt a little sore in his heart, thinking that I have never been approached by anyone since I grew up.

"Besides, after my hair loss, my boss refused to let me attend many formal occasions, saying that I still don't look old enough, and I can't manage a stable temperament with this hairstyle, Xuete!" John seemed to recall some bad memories, looking a little anger.

"Wow (wǒ) trough (cào)" Yi Song also sighed in his heart, expressing solidarity with the enemy for his new friends.

"So it's easier to make money if I open a shop that treats baldness?" Yi Song tentatively asked John.

"Of course!" John said excitedly. "Absolutely!"

Then I remembered something, and asked: "By the way, I asked before, is my hair condition temporary or not?"

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(End of this chapter)