What the hell am I...

Remembered something...

Wang Weigong felt confused while swinging his fist, and this confusion was not confused about the purpose of the fist, but confused by the fist he swung.

It's not the familiar short-haired divine fist, nor is it a hundred-crack fist, it's a strange and familiar fist.

What is that strange and familiar feeling?

Wang Weigong was swept around by the sense of déjà vu and questions in his mind, and his whole body was full of feelings that he wanted to think of but couldn't think of.

...

"I'm CNM. The big man stood up tremblingly, shook his somewhat dizzy head, and looked at Wang Weigong's expression more cautiously: "I didn't expect you to be a practitioner, I misjudged you, I thought you were a gym player." ”

The big man said that it was easy, but in fact it was really not easy, the whole person was dizzy, and two teeth were knocked out, if he didn't want to keep the majesty in front of his hands, he would not have to hit the street on the spot.

Seeing that Wang Weigong seemed to be thinking something, Dahan did not hesitate, and immediately jumped left and right, and waved his fist with a fingered tiger towards the back of Wang Weigong's head.

However, this punch was still easily dodged by Wang Weigong...

The speed of the big man, in the eyes of Wang Wei Gong, can flash even with his eyes closed.

No longer thinking about his familiarity, Wang Weigong looked at Dahan and said seriously: "My master once said that people who have too obvious murderous aura cannot be called Wu Shi... Can only be called thugs. ”

The big man was annoyed and angry, so angry, and he couldn't do anything to the palace of the royal guard.

"What are you doing in a daze, give it to Lao Tzu!

At this time, the big man gave an order, and the surrounding security guards also rushed up, and without exception, they were all knocked down by the Wang Wei Palace, and even a strong man was knocked directly out of the door.

"Big brother, it's a hard stubble..."

"Calm down, in the face of this situation, we should do this..."The big man took out a small knife directly from his trouser pocket, and then pressed it against Zhang Xia's chin.

Zhang Han was stunned when he saw this, and the surrounding students were also in a mess, this knife came out and obviously wanted to kill someone!

Ye Shuo looked at this big man and was annoyed in his heart, how can this thing of moving a knife be moved in front of the students, this person who moves a knife must understand that you are definitely not a good place here.

Dahan doesn't care so much, his pride is telling him that admitting defeat here is a shame, and even if he uses a knife, he must solve the threat in front of him.

"Let go of the girl. Wang Weigong frowned.

"Fart! You should be honest with Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill this fat woman!" the big man looked at Wang Weigong with a hideous face.

Wang Weigong felt a little miscalculated at this time, he couldn't imagine that this pyramid scheme organization would dare to threaten hostages with knives in front of so many people.

"Wudao, you..." Zhang Xia turned her head with difficulty and looked at Ye Wudao, only to see Ye Wudao at this time, his face did not fluctuate, and his whole eyes were on Wang Weigong's body.

This made Zhang Xia a little desperate, no matter how stupid she was, she understood a lot.

Over here...

It's not a place to really accept yourself...

Even the sweet-talking man said these words for the money in his pocket...

Happiness, trust, recognition, are all false.

"You, go over, whip him with a stick..."The big man instructed his younger brother, who understood and turned around and put the stick with the thickness of a rolling pin on the head of the palace guard.

This stick came down, making Wang Weigong feel that the world was spinning, and the whole person was dizzy, and only by barely shaking his teeth did he not faint.

"Haha, I was really beaten for this dead fat woman... You're really hilarious. The big man laughed out loud, looking at Wang Weigong like a living fool.

"I'm mad about you, I'm going to mad you... Aren't you crazy? Awesome, aren't you? Aren't you awesome just now? Give me the cow! The cow won't come out now. ”

Dahan himself picked up a stick and knocked on Wang Weigong's body, tapping it every time he shouted, and some of the timid students next to him even closed their eyes, so frightened that they didn't dare to look at it.

Every stroke of the stick would make Wang Weigong's mind a little more chaotic, and the memories of the past and the present were intertwined.

...

[What the hell, you still call yourself a righteous partner, let me teach you what it means to be a human being. 】

[Hahaha, it's disgusting, such a person, I don't want to be at the same table with him. 】

...

[Teaching you fists for the teacher, not for you to fight for victory and bravery, but to suppress evil, resist foreign insults, and promote goodness with martial arts!]

[Go, don't seek to make a reputation for our teacher, but ask the common people to be free from the scourge of thieves. 】

...

[Dad, you can't realize your ideal, and you will inherit it. 】

[Thank you, child, for realizing Dad's ideal... Child, you've grown up.]

...

[This kind of person deserves to be beaten...]

[Yes, I still think that I am doing some justice, how good it is to let the coalition troops enter the country, Cixi can't...]

...

Belonging to his own memory, there was another vague voice shaking in his head, this vague voice, Wang Weigong didn't know what it was, only saw his own blood stained on the wooden stick.

Originally, it was okay to suffer this injury, but Wang Weigong remembered that he hadn't eaten a full meal for a long time, and as a martial artist, he needed more energy than others, but now, the insufficient amount of steamed buns and pickles could not provide physical strength at all.

"Why... I feel that my head is extremely clear now, and I have obviously been beaten like this..."Wang Weigong felt very complicated, his own thoughts were very emotional, and his thoughts belonging to another paragraph were very complicated, and he wanted to tell him something.

What do you want to say...

What exactly do you want to say...

What is there to say, something that has been forgotten ...

Dahan looked at Wang Weigong, who was in a daze, his face gradually became hideous, and he quietly put down the stick, and replaced it with the knife in his hand.

In front of everyone, I want to kill Wang Weigong, the person who humiliated me...

Wang Weigong remained motionless, giving Dahan a feeling that he would not resist even if he drew a knife and hacked him to death.

No longer hesitating, the knife in the hand of the big man was raised high, and he stabbed it directly...

Time stands still...

The space was still, and Wang Weigong felt that only himself was left in his world, as well as Ye Wudao, and Zhang Xia, who was held hostage.

Even Ye Wudao had this feeling, where did this strange sense of familiarity come from.

"I'm hungry... Frail and aged body... Even if it's weak... It can kill people just as well. ”

In a trance, an old man in a black robe stood in front of him, and the old man looked so weak that he was about to fall down when the wind blew.

Who is the person in front of you...

By the way, it's me, it's me...

The martial artist who lost his muscle strength because of old age...

But what do you gain by losing muscles...

The old man spoke slowly.

[I... Biography...】

[No second punch.] 】

Who said... Can't hit people with soft fists?

Wang Weigong took a stand and muttered.

"The tiger climbs the mountain hard..."

"Fist fight-"

The soft fist was swung upward, and it was still some distance away from the big man.

But Dahan is already dead.