The special genius doctor of the beautiful president

After this idea came up, Lu Sen felt that his idea was a bit ridiculous.

This is a place to sell things. If he can come here, others will certainly be able to.

But, it's An Rou, it's a little surprising that she appears here, and it's also a medical equipment store.

As a student who is not a medical student, he actually advanced to the finals. This alone is enough hype.In addition, she is still a beautiful woman, so the situation is even more different.

In fact, the program group did use this as a gimmick to carry out a lot of publicity.

It was rumored that An Rou was used as a propaganda point, and Lu Sen was also one.

He is the player who has hated Li Shuangqiang. If he misses such a publicity point, the staff of the program group will really lose their jobs.

An alumni, and now they are both contestants in the "Star of Mingyi", and everyone has entered the finals, which is considered destined.

Lu Sen was considering whether to go over and say hello to An Rou.

But after thinking about it, I still gave up this idea.

Just because of An Rou's cold expression, he didn't want to have a hot face and a cold butt.

Holding the silver needle and walking to the counter, Lu Sen paid and walked out of the shop.

After Lu Sen left, An Rou raised her head and glanced at his back, then continued to look for her things.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shuisheng called.

"Where are you?"

"Shopping outside."

"It's time."

"I know. You go there first, and I'll take a taxi and go straight to the TV station."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Sen stopped a taxi and said, "Master, please trouble Pearl Radio Station."

"Okay."

As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, he quickly entered the right road.

From Parkway Street to Pearl Radio Station, the distance is not too far.No way, who told me that there were no silver needles for sale near the school, otherwise he wouldn't have traveled so far just for a box of silver needles.

I don't know what the last surgery is. If this box of silver needles is not useful, it will be a waste of time for him.

After driving for half an hour, Lu Sen felt that something was wrong. The driver seemed to be going the wrong way.

But they drive taxis after all, and they are many times more familiar with the roads of the city than Lu Sen.

Anyway, as long as you can reach the destination, Lu Sen doesn't bother to care about it at this time.

Taking advantage of this moment, he closed his eyes and took a nap for a while.

Feeling the car stop, Lu Sen opened his eyes and asked, "Master, are you here?"

"arrive."

Looking outside, Lu Sen found that he was not at the entrance of some radio station, but came to a deserted place.

No wonder when I closed my eyes just now, I felt the road was a little bumpy.

"Master, I went to Mingting Radio Station, it seems that something is wrong here..."

After Lu Sen got out of the car, he looked around, not even a single building.

The taxi driver's simple and honest smile before suddenly disappeared, turning into a gloomy expression.

"There's no need to go to Mingting Radio Station. I'll take you to the guillotine later, so you can also be on the news at Mingting Radio Station at six o'clock tonight."

The taxi driver clapped his hands. There was no one around just now, but suddenly a dozen people emerged from the ground, each with a knife in their hand.

Lu Sen narrowed his eyes with a smile on his face.

"Boy, you can still laugh. It seems that you are also a master who does not shed tears without seeing the coffin." The taxi driver pulled out a knife from the car. It was not an ordinary watermelon knife, but a black knife. A piece of white.

This knife is extremely sharp.

Even before the taxi driver made a move, the chill coming from the knife was clear enough that it was not an ordinary knife.

If the knives in the hands of the dozen or so people collide with the knives in the hands of the taxi driver, they will be broken immediately.

Lu Sen looked away from the knife in the taxi driver's hand, and said in a low voice: ""The Cave Banquet": Emperor Wu Xie Minghong's knife, and gave it to Dongfang Shuo. The knife is three feet long. The male of the copper cast has flown away, but the female is still there. The emperor fears that someone will get the knife and wants to sell it. The knife turns into a magpie in his hand, and the red color flies away to the clouds. Your knife has some origins."

"Oh." The taxi driver waved his hand a few times and said, "Boy, it seems that you are very interested in the knife in my hand."

"When Xuanyuan Huangdi's golden sword came out of the furnace in ancient times, there were still raw materials left, because the high temperature did not dissipate after the golden sword came out. The casting raw materials that remained in the furnace did not require a swordsmith. Those raw materials flowed to the bottom of the furnace by themselves. , and form a knife shape by itself after cooling."

"At that time, Huangdi picked up the knife and took a look. He thought that its spontaneous knife intent was too strong. If ordinary people use it, it would not only be uncontrollable, but would even attack the knife holder. Huangdi was worried that this knife would be left in the world, so he planned to use Xuanyuan Sword destroyed it. However, even the Yellow Emperor did not expect that when he was about to destroy the knife, the knife turned into a red cloud magpie in his hand, and disappeared into the clouds in a stream of red .”

Speaking of this, Lu Sen glanced at the knife in the taxi driver's hand again before continuing, "The knife is three feet long, and there are no other records. It is said that this knife was later held by a mysterious figure in the Demon Realm. Of course, the so-called Demon Realm Owned by a mysterious person, this must be a name made up by later generations. But—”

Lu Sen looked at the taxi driver, "However, this knife has a famous name - Ming Hongdao."

"Clap clap clap."

The taxi driver clapped his hands and praised, "In this world, there are not many people who know Minghongdao in such detail. Besides, you are just a student. No, someone who can know Minghongdao is considered a Students, you can't be careless."

After a pause, the taxi driver sneered, "However, since you know this is Ming Hongdao, then give up struggling."

"Hahaha..." Lu Sen suddenly laughed.

The taxi had a sullen face: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at your ignorance."

"you--"

"Although I just said that your saber is very similar to Minghong Dao, it doesn't mean it is Minghong Dao. Do you think I will be afraid of you if I hold a counterfeit Minghong Dao?"

"Boy, it seems that you really won't cry when you see the coffin!"

Lu Sen stretched his muscles and said, "Don't waste time, I still have to rush to participate in the competition. This is the national finals, the opportunity to be on TV, if you delay my becoming famous and becoming a big star, I will smash your bones Take it apart."

The taxi driver sneered, "I don't know who broke whose bones. But, since you're rushing to the guillotine, we won't stop you. Brothers, get on! Go right to death!"

More than a dozen people, including taxi drivers, rushed forward.

Those dozen or so guys were at best a bunch of scumbags, but the taxi driver dared not underestimate them.

Even if it wasn't a real Ming Hong Dao, it was still a knife that cut iron like mud made by imitating Ming Hong Dao.