Mu Zilong is like an ice sculpture, as if he is frozen, Lan Feng's kind of variables that make him overwhelmed really make Mu Zilong unaware, he still swore to kill himself on the field before, but now after he is out of the field, is there a girl living in this guy's heart.

Feeling Lan Feng's breath caressing his face, both of them were wet, and they looked like they had a sense of freshness after bathing and playing, or the residual heat after a hearty shower. At first, I didn't know what it meant for him to lean over, until he looked ........ What word should I use, anyway, I really care about the bruises on Mu Zilong's face.

He grabbed the back of Mu Zilong's hand with one hand, took the ice pack away, and looked at it carefully, his kind eyes were shining, but this should be because of the spotlight.

Mu Zilong's stiff eyes raised slightly, this guy was too close, like a feeling of being oppressed, when he saw Mu Zilong's bruises, he might be a little unwilling, Lan Feng's eyes showed a look like self-blame and distress, Mu Zilong hoped that he would be wrong, but such a look and action really made his heart feel like thousands of ants and insects were wriggling.

Because of the hearty heart, at this time both of them are shirtless, the kind of lust that seems to touch and not touch, just like a girl moving the corners of her skirt, you can only see a black piece in the shadow of the skirt, nothing, but close at hand, only hateful but helpless.

"Does it still hurt?"

After looking at the injury, Lan Feng's eyes glanced down, but seeing Mu Zilong's expression and movements, it was particularly embarrassing, that is, he tried his best to melt himself into the wall, but not to mention that Mu Zilong really had a strange feeling, and he actually thought that Lan Feng would suddenly hug himself.

Finding that he was a little nervous, Mu Zilong closed his eyes suddenly, then opened them again, adjusted his emotions a little and said, "A little, but it's much better." Mu Zilong tried his best to calm himself down, and Lan Feng's expression seemed to be very normal, as if it was a very simple relationship between Ping and Shui, which didn't make Mu Zilong feel that he was cranky and sick.

"Actually, I was quite nervous just now. ”

"Huh?" Mu Zilong exclaimed in surprise.

"Huh?"

"Are you nervous?" Mu Zilong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking that something was not good, this guy was serious on the surface, could it be that he was just as mixed as himself in his heart.

Lan Feng frowned, he didn't seem to understand the meaning of Mu Zilong's expression and words, but he didn't delve into it, he just said to himself: "If you want to satisfy me and let you do your best, to be honest, I'm afraid that I will hurt you, and if you go out with an injury when the time comes, then you will be a bargain for Feilong, so I was a little disappointed halfway, I was wondering if I should continue, but you suddenly gave me a surprise." ”

Hearing this, Mu Zilong was relieved, it seemed that he really thought too much, Lan Feng didn't seem to be as bizarre as he thought, but what was going on with the purgatory in the world that rubbed his thigh? Is it an illusion? After Lan Feng was reset, Mu Zilong felt that the feeling of confusion and stickiness was a little better, looking at all the sturdy strong men in the gym, what a masculine place, how could he think about these places.

"If you want to surprise, you have to pay the price, how about it, I didn't hurt you. "Unconsciously, Mu Zilong didn't treat Lan Feng as a big brother, seeing that he is now talking like an ordinary friend, Mu Zilong has also let go a lot, but this guy's personality still needs to be investigated, turning his face is faster than turning a book, and he is definitely a person with drama in his heart.

"It's fine. ”

Mu Zilong's kick just now was not light, and it was 100% completely explosive, because when it came to the excitement, no one would be able to control it. After taking a sip of water, the feeling of nectar after a long drought rippled in his heart, the bruises at the corners of his eyes were the traces left by Lan Feng, on the surface, he seemed to be flattened, unless he was watching the game on the spot, otherwise he must have thought that he was bullied by Lan Feng.

"Is Hong Sheng's handle as powerful as you?" Lan Feng's strength is undoubted, although he won a small victory just now, but that kick will not make him lose his combat ability, and what Lan Feng wants is just an answer that he knows in his heart, there is no need to win or lose or decide life and death.

"Of course, otherwise how to do the big brother, no one will obey you at all, so the same is true of the flying dragon, his skills and I are the same, although we have not competed, but you duel with him just like I fight with him, more or less will not be a 100% thing, but you have to use your explosive power reasonably, a fatal blow will become the key to victory, I hope this will help you." ”

Mu Zilong nodded gratefully: "The last time I fought with this guy on the street, he was drunk at that time, but his brute strength is indeed stronger than mine, and he may suffer a little loss if he works hard, which is a good idea, so I will have this certainty." ”

"In this case, he should also know something, this is not your advantage, but the flying dragon is indeed more arrogant and impulsive, just like a black man with explosive power, if you can't bear it, you will be knocked down quickly, and he will not give you a chance to fight back, any evenly matched battle, the final fight is endurance and skill, I saw a news on the Internet, a black fight king and a Boston police officer heads-up, the previous fight king is famous, strong as a cow, explosive, a bit of Tyson's feeling back then, eat his punch and have a gold star in his eyes, the two stand together when they are heads-up, obviously felt that the momentum of the fight king was much stronger, and the Boston cop was a little inferior in comparison. ”

Lan Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued: "The fighting king is naked, his face and chest are full of hair, and he looks like a beast. At that time, I thought that the white brother was going to suffer, and after seeing half of it, it confirmed my guess even more, the guy was beaten with blood all over his face, his eyes couldn't be opened, and his forehead was swollen, and it looked like he was dislocated on his face with titanium gold. ”

"Finally an upset?" Mu Zilong listened to him, feeling that this was definitely not expected in the end, otherwise his words would have no meaning, unless it was to let Mu Zilong make plans to give up as soon as possible, but of course it was impossible.

"That's right, although the police are scarred, and the fight king is unscathed, at least I can't see any traces on his face from the video, maybe he was attracted by the policeman's pig-headed appearance, but in the end, the police did win, he won because of the daily endurance and mechanical training in the army, so that he carried it to the end, and the fight king was physically exhausted and finally surrendered, although on the surface it seems that the fight king won, although physically he won, but he still lost face. ”

Mu Zilong understood what he meant, even if it was Lan Feng himself, it would not be possible to win the flying dragon 100%, but what everyone can do is persistence, endurance is crucial, this time may not only be Mu Zilong has to train his endurance desperately, presumably the flying dragon will also be like this. Above him, there will also be someone like Lan Feng who tells him what to do, after all, this is not a joking competition.

"Don't worry, I will strengthen my endurance training this week, and I will definitely not let you down and regret making this decision, thank you Brother Feng, if you don't nod your head, Brother P will not agree to let me decide a big battle for him as a hairy boy." ”

Mu Zilong smiled kindly, Lan Feng glanced at him and said: "It's not too late to say these words until you win, what you have to do now is to hurry up and train hard, even if you increase the winning rate by one percent, one more hope of winning is only good for you, if you still have the strength, the club is 24 hours a day, so you can come whenever you want, or even stay all day." ”

Saying that, Lan Feng got up, Mu Zilong asked him why he was going, he said to take a bath, and asked Mu Zilong if he was going, these words instantly made his face twitch, and he hurriedly said: "I still have some strength to practice for a while, and I will wash after practice." ”

Lan Feng didn't care: "If you need the opponent, you can speak out at any time, but there is no need to be like just now." ”