Zhang San turned his head to look. Everywhere there are two young men, two guys wearing pole boots, bouncing on the crowded streets, enjoying the surprise of passers-by.

On the wisp armor of one of them, a Monkey King is drawn in front and a golden hoop stick on the back, which turns out to be the origin of the Great Sage's elder brother.

Zhang San secretly said with a bad breath and prepared to turn at the intersection in front. Brother Monkey came straight to him, jumped high, jumped over Zhang San's head, and landed next to a primary school student in front of him. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he snatched the children's comic books from the children who were reading and walking.

"If you don't walk seriously, confiscate. He rolled up the comic book, strained his legs, and jumped high under the action of the pole boots.

The child cried loudly, carrying a big schoolbag, and began to chase after him with his hands swinging horizontally: "Brother Dasheng, I borrow someone else's book......"

"Come on......" Brother Monkey turned his head and saw the disgusted expressions of passers-by, and became even more proud.

Zhang San looked at the back of the child running, and a familiar feeling came to his heart. I used to carry a big schoolbag like this, and when I ran, I also swayed my hands sideways, and I cried helplessly in the face of my big classmates who bullied me.

He stepped out and began to catch up. It feels so comfortable, it must have stirred some kind of emotion.

Zhang San was very much looking forward to it, and only after being taken away did he realize that his emotions were so colorful.

"There!" came the voice of the big head again. It's especial, it seems that every time I use my inhuman power, I will be discovered by them. He turned his head to look, and Big Head and Poinsettia were rushing over.

Hey, that's not right. Poinsettia is actually the other direction. His peripheral vision saw another jumping second-hand goods, laughing and jumping up.

On the side of the road, a lady riding a battery bike has an egg cake on her face. It is estimated that the guy saw that his companion snatched the comic books of elementary school students, and he also wanted to make a prank to cause a sensation, and slapped the lady's breakfast while waiting for the red light in the face.

The lady's companions scolded at the crowd one after another, and the passers-by were furious.

The emergence of high technology is itself a huge impact on tradition, and this process brings not only enjoyment to the owner, but also the distortion of human nature.

Poinsettia is going in that direction.

Zhang San breathed a sigh of relief, he should have been in time. He ran in a few steps, jumped high, grabbed Monkey by the back, threw him to the ground, and reached for the comic book. Turning his head to look, the big head was already rushing over with excitement on his face. The schoolboy followed with his hands crossed and tears on his face.

He threw the comic book over and slapped his big head with his free hand.

A tremendous force came, and he stepped back vigorously, step by step, until he finally stepped on the uneven place and sat on the ground.

But I was happy in my heart, and the power of the big head was nothing more than that. With a punch of momentum, he hurriedly parried, as if he could withstand it.

The big head obviously didn't expect it, he took a few steps back, his frightened expression disappeared in a flash, and then he was so excited that his bald hair turned red, and he stretched out his big hand and slapped his head hard: "Haha, boy, it's enjoyable." Let Lao Tzu practice again. ”

The child picked up the comic book and bowed to Zhang San in place, already bursting into laughter, and said vigorously: "Thank you, brother, it's only a little dirty, it's okay......"

Zhang San was stunned for a moment, the transition between crying and laughing, the feeling that had just arisen was clearer again. It's a pity that I didn't have time to understand, so I waved my hand and signaled the child to go quickly.

"You bald guy, don't be arrogant. A loud shout came from behind him, "The world only knows the aunt of Chaoyang District, and today I will let you meet the uncle of Sangzi City." ”

Zhang San just stood up, and an uncle walked by his side, standing between him and the big head. I saw that he slowly put the vegetable basket in his hand on the ground, and stretched forward with a Tai Chi sword sheath in his left hand, with a posture of martial arts people meeting and learning.

"Tell the uncle, why did you sneak attack this kind-hearted person?" the uncle slowly drew out the Tai Chi sword, and under the rising sun, the sword body was as clear as water, "Apologize at this time and let you go." ”

The uncle has a tall body, wears a practice uniform, and his short silver-white hair stands up. Looking at this figure, he suddenly felt that he was no longer a lone wolf fleeing for his life.

I helped the children just now, and now the uncle helps himself, that feeling is familiar, cool, it turns out that this is the joy.

Joy does not come from material gains, but from spiritual help.

I just wanted to experience it carefully, and suddenly my hairs stood up. Don't hurt the great Uncle Sangzi City!

"Uncle, get out of the way. Zhang San shouted, people can kill people with one finger, and you can use an iron sword for practice.

"It's fine. Young man, this kind of person, when I was young, one person could fight three. The uncle waved his hand behind him.

"Big head, if you dare to use a broken saber, the police will not let you go. Zhang San saw the black knife in the right hand of the big head, touched his bald head with his left hand, and hurriedly stepped forward to threaten loudly.

Zhang San and the uncle attacked the big head almost simultaneously.

I didn't expect this uncle's blood to be so strong, as soon as he saw the big head take out the guy, a sword stabbed out, and he shouted: "Pour!" The action is very beautiful, and the index finger and middle finger of the left hand are also pointed into a sword trick. A master's demeanor.

The black shadow shook in front of him, and Zhang San retreated. His current reflexes are enough to see clearly, the big-headed broken saber is just sharpening the Taiji Sword quickly, and the front of him is very tightly protected.

He didn't dare to attack empty-handed, and when he retreated, he saw that the child was still bowing and thanking, and the sword in the uncle's hand soon had only one hilt left. There was a crowd of onlookers, looking at this scene with excitement on their faces. They all seemed to be very relieved of the uncle, and they didn't know that the Taiji Sword had been abolished.

The big head took a step forward, and the speed was like a ghost. The bastard was cautious, and leaned on his shoulder when he was at the uncle's side. This subtle action made Zhang San extremely annoyed, and he actually used inhuman strength on the old man.

He stepped back, grinned, put away his broken saber, and attacked with a fist.

Zhang San parried casually, and after seeing the uncle stumble, he turned around half a circle and sat on the ground with his buttocks. The children ran up to help.

Zhang San fought and retreated, not beware of the big head's feet, and was kicked out by him.

The big head rushed violently, and when Zhang San landed, the two slapped each other fiercely. The big head pedaled back a few steps, and the bald head was red and bright in the morning sun.

Zhang San actually didn't retreat. His super reaction quickly adjusted his posture, and he heard the uncle standing up by himself, "Little friend, when I was young, I could really fight three ...... Uh, two are beaten ......"

There were many people around, and Zhang San didn't want to be innocent, so he suddenly turned around and ran away. Over there, Poinsettia had already run a long way after the other second-hand.

"Damn, with such thick hair, you can also be a deserter. The big-headed monster screamed and followed.

He was too familiar with Sangzi City, and the old city was also very small, so it didn't take long for him to get rid of his big head and come to the Sanghe River.

It is a small river that runs through the city, and now there are fitness tracks on both sides. He threw off his arms and ran as fast as he could, ignoring the guidance of passers-by. Soon, they ran to the suburban junction.

It's the same everywhere, and new buildings are always being built on the periphery. It's just that Sangzi City has a small urban population, and many young people are like themselves and are reluctant to return to their hometowns for development. Therefore, after the housing is built, it will become a no-man's land in the short term.

Zhang San rushed into a new community, chose a unit at random, and hid in the corridor. Spread the five fingers of your left hand, comb your bangs that are stuck together with sweat, and wait for your breath to calm down.

In the community, there are sporadic finishing touches going on, and the tinkling of the beating makes Zhang San feel a sense of tranquility.

"Why don't you use the saber to deal with yourself?" Zhang Sanyi sat on the steps, just in time to see the door of the community. "Are they just trying to get it back?"

It's possible! Zhang San calmed down, in that case, just be careful of the ghost line of the poinsettia, and the big head didn't have to be afraid.

He calmed his breath and thought: Zhao Cong doesn't know what's wrong?