It turns out that even the monks who have just begun to build the foundation are no longer mortals. After taking the quenching fluid twice, and practicing the "King Kong Basic Fist Method" and "True Self Meditation Sutra", Song Shuhang not only became stronger in physical fitness, but also became a large amount of alcohol.

In the past, he fought with Gao Moumou at most, but today he heroically poured the ghost Lin Tuboga Li Yangde down.

After pouring these two guys, Song Shuhang still felt that his mind was very clear, his thinking was quick, and his hands and feet were flexible. It's as if I just drank not a case and a half of wine, but just a glass of boiled water.

Bring three drunk guys to bed.

Then, Song Shuhang rinsed his mouth, got up and went back to the dormitory - he was not interested in squeezing a bed with three drunks.

Walking alone, before he knew it, he came to the chaotic alley of Daji Street again.

"I don't think I'll meet the girl who was knocked by the wall again this time, right? After all, I've already met her once this afternoon. He thought to himself that unless the girl had been sitting here all day, he would not have met her several times a day.

Along the way, it was calm and quiet.

"So the world is truly peaceful. He nodded secretly, if only every day was so peaceful.

Speaking of which, when I went out to look for a house with my pharmacist seniors, I didn't encounter any bad things, and it was very peaceful at that time.

Oh, no! Thinking of the pharmacist, Song Shuhang immediately remembered something.

When I walked with the pharmacist's seniors, it was not peaceful all the way, because there was a tailgator who was following behind me and was scared away by the pharmacist's eyes.

Thinking of this, Song Shuhang pinched his chin.

After a moment, he turned abruptly and his eyes were sharp: "Come out, you've been sneakily following me for a long time, right?"

Shuhang was only suddenly touched in his heart, and he had the above actions.

In fact, Song Shuhang has just started to build the foundation, although his eyesight and other five senses are much stronger than ordinary people, but he is a rookie, he has no rich experience in fighting enemies, and he can't find out if there is anyone behind him.

He just wanted to cheat him.

If there is no one, it will be the best, and no one will find out about their current 'shameful' actions.

If someone is really cheated out, then it is time to put an end to this matter.

At the same time, Song Shuhang quietly opened the mobile phone number dialing page and called up the phone number dialed by the pharmacist before.

In this way, if something is really wrong, he immediately calls the pharmacist for help. Although it will be a little embarrassing, if it is life-threatening, the face of this kind of thing will naturally be thrown as far as possible.

Song Shuhang's eyes were still staring closely behind him.

A moment later, a figure slowly stepped out of a dead end.

"History, I've hidden it so well, you still found me. "That figure was a two-meter-tall man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

He has a shaved and shaved head, giving people a strong sense of oppression. But...... It's weird that this guy actually gave Song Shuhang a feeling of 'peaceful'.

Yes, even if you have a big bald head and a tiger's waist, your bare body is full of oppression. But this guy's face gives people a feeling of 'honest and cute'.

What a contrast!

Moreover, such a big guy can quietly follow Song Shuhang's back, this guy's hidden bandit and stealth skills have reached the full level, right?

"Who are you and why are you following me?" Song Shuhang narrowed his eyes and asked. He could see the bulging muscles on the tall man's body, full of explosiveness.

"Don't be so nervous, Song Shuhang. I am also a student in Jiangnan University Town, and the vice president of the Sanda Club, Nan Haomeng. The big man introduced himself, then clenched his fists and said: "The reason why I followed you is that last night, there were two unsuccessful guys under my Sanda Club, and they were taught a lesson by Song Shuhang, a classmate, when they were molesting girls......

"Oh, when the little brother is bullied, he will find you, the eldest brother, to cry, and then you, the eldest brother, want to be angry for those little brothers, right?"

If Song Shuhang had seen such a big man clenching his fists with ill will two days ago, he would definitely have run wildly.

But now, after taking the quenching fluid twice and practicing the "Vajra Basic Fist Method" and the "True Self Meditation Sutra", Shuhang has no trace of fear in his heart, and his fighting spirit is awe-inspiring.

In addition, since this guy is one of those 'bad' big brothers, then he is not the one who investigated his own information at school at noon yesterday, because Shuhang met the bad girl with short hair last night.

"Haha, how can I be! Those two guys didn't dare tell me about molesting girls, and if I hadn't overheard their conversation, I wouldn't have known that they had been beaten. The unsuccessful guys, although they are mixed with the bad, they didn't expect them to even tease the little girl who has no power to tie the chicken. I've beaten those two guys again, and they won't be able to get out of bed for a while. Nan Hao smiled fiercely.

Girl with no power to tie the chicken, big man, that's the state you didn't see the girl open the matchless. If you see that this afternoon, the girl fell out of eleven bad times in ten seconds, and you would not add the description of 'powerless chickens' to the girl's forward fall.

"Then what are you doing behind me?" Song Shuhang said in a deep voice.

"Hawkers, I heard from the two unsuccessful guys under my hand that Shuhang's classmates are very troubled. So I wanted to try it myself. Nan Haomeng still had a sincere smile on his face, he was born with divine power, not only was he big, but his strength was twice that of a person of the same size. In Sanda, he is already a master and lonely.

Therefore, when Nan Haomeng heard that someone could lift his unsuccessful little brother with one arm holding his head, his intuition told him that he had met a good opponent. So he stalked him.

Now, after seeing Song Shuhang himself, he is even more firm in this idea - this junior who looks much shorter and thinner than himself is a master!

"Of course, you can think that I am strong for my little brother after being bullied. In this case, if you are unhappy, it will be more enjoyable to fight with me. Anyway, I do mean to stand up for my little brother. Nan Hao violently put on a sanda fight style, and the essence in his eyes exploded.

In an instant, he went from being innocent and harmless to being a fierce beast.

"After talking nonsense for a long time, you just want to fight, right?"

"yes, I just wanted to fight. The corners of Nan Hao's mouth widened: "Other...... All the nonsense I just talked about was what you asked me to say. In fact, I'm not a very talkative person, I prefer to talk with my fists. ”

Song Shuhang: "......"

You can't speak, and you still say so much? You can't speak, so to what extent can you be called chatter?

"I'm going to get on!" Nan Hao slid towards Song Shuhang with a sliding step, and the fist in his right hand was a straight punch, and the force was heavy.

Song Shuhang didn't dare to hold it up, he had just really built a foundation for cultivation today, and he wouldn't underestimate the big guy in front of him who practiced sanda.

Seeing the opponent's straight punch, Song Shuhang's wrist flipped, and the basic fist method three was naturally used.

He clasped his hands into claws, and his claws danced like dragons.

With a snap of his fingers, he grabbed Nan Haomeng's wrist with great accuracy, and his straight fist was firmly buckled, unable to advance half an inch.

Nan Haomeng felt a pain in his wrist even more, and Song Shuhang's fingers on his wrist were as powerful as steel pliers. A small man like Shuhang, he can usually fly with one arm. He struggled a few times, but Song Shuhang's claws did not move like a mountain.

At this time, Song Shuhang frowned slightly--so weak!

Weak scum.

It's obviously so big, and when the fist hits it, it's also majestic. But the added power of the opponent's fist made him feel like he was holding a toddler's fist.