Yang Xiaodao looked at the high school student in front of him. His appearance is quite passable, but for some reason, he looks depressed, looking at Yin Tang's blackening, as if there will be a bloody disaster soon. Anyway, this kid ran really fast enough just now, and the four of them were waiting at the door of the municipal hospital to block him, but this kid passed by as soon as he slipped away, and they didn't stop him. A few people hurriedly chased after them, but the kid didn't stop when he ran, and he tired them. To be reasonable, Yang Xiaodao almost couldn't hold back his shouting just now - "Brother, don't run away, my brothers can't keep up!"

It's a real failure to block people like this...... How can I tell my brothers in the road when I go out in the future......

You can't blame us for that. Yang Xiaodao comforted himself. You said that if you changed, no one would have thought that blocking people could block a marathon athlete's future.

The top priority is to stabilize this kid first, lest he run again, and then he will really not be able to catch up.

Yang Xiaodao thought so in his heart, but his three brothers were still gasping next to him, which was a bit embarrassing. Seeing that the kid looked at him with a confused expression, Yang Xiaodao coughed, intending to use his unique skills to deter the kid. He pulled his precious folding knife out of his pocket and put down the sleeve he had just rolled up—it was too cold.

Yang Xiaodao took a deep breath, and in the next moment, the open folding knife flew and churned in his hand like a phantom.

This is his unique secret skill, and it is also the root of his nickname. He has been practicing this set of dance knife techniques since he was ten years old, and he has been practicing for ten years. The left hand is changed to the right hand, and the right hand is changed back again, and it is not enough to change it directly, it must be changed between the legs. He didn't know how many pairs of pants he had broken to practice this trick - but he was smart after all, and he had been practicing in jeans, and if he had torn them, he could wear them as beggar's pants. It's just that once he almost cut the important part that he couldn't touch, which scared him into fear, and it took a long time for him to recover.

All in all, there must be one or two skills that can be used to get their hands on it. Yang Xiaodao doesn't know much kung fu, fighting with people is nothing more than punching and kicking, but with such a hand, he will show up before fighting, even if the other party is not afraid, this momentum will be suppressed. This is called psychological tactics, and Yang Xiaodao thinks he knows it well.

It didn't take him two minutes to perform a set of knife skills, and finally he put the blade back in his pocket with a magnificent twist. The three brothers around him finally finished their breath at this time, and they all applauded "quack". Yang Xiaodao was secretly proud, but when he saw that the kid on the other side not only didn't react, but his eyes were extremely strange when he looked at this side.

……

Luo Xiang really can't understand what is wrong with people now.

Let's talk about Fang Xiaoling. You say you're also a spell master, a mysterious profession that no one dares to believe. But after you summoned the spirit, you danced awkwardly on people's graves directly, and when you begged someone, you didn't hesitate to hug your thighs and cry and make trouble, and the name you could think of in your head was either Fugui or Daqiang.

He thought it was weird enough.

The four people in front of him refreshed his cognition.

You said that you were so tired that you breathed like asthma all the way after running with me, just to put on a juggling show for me? And after the performance, I didn't applaud the audience, what are you doing with your own cheers?

Now Luo Xiang looked at them like he was looking at a monkey in a zoo.

It was probably the end of the year, and all kinds of demons and monsters popped out.

He was going to ask the four if there was anything urgent, and he was still in a hurry to go home. If you want money, just a short section just now, you can negotiate under ten yuan, and if it is a friendship price, you don't need to talk about it. But before he could speak, the leader, who had just finished juggling, raised his chin again and asked very domineeringly:

"Do you know what we're doing?"

"Uh...... Acrobatics?" Luo Xiang asked with some uncertainty.

"Miscellaneous second uncle!"

Yang Xiaodao's face was pale, and he regretted it a little now.

As the saying goes, insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness. This stupid boy can't even understand the excitement, what do you think I'm playing with him?

In fact, at first, he just wanted to pull out the folding knife and scare the boy twice, but he didn't expect to be unable to control the play. This really can't be blamed on him, many people have a vain desire to perform, and there will always be times when they can't stop acting. He coughed dryly twice more to hide his embarrassment. Straight to the point.

"Why don't you pretend to me! Last Friday, Lao Tzu told you, stay away from our sister-in-law! Our brother Dasheng greeted you with kind words, and we didn't bother to come all the way to reason with you, are you kid unconvinced or what? You dare to play with our sister-in-law today?

This person took a "sister-in-law", listened to Luo Xiang in a fog, recalled it for a long time before hesitating and asked: "Do you mean 'sister-in-law' by ...... Yu Haiyao?"

Yang Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, and then asked the little brother next to him in a low voice: "Is Brother Dasheng's girlfriend called this?"

The three younger brothers looked embarrassed. One said "it seems to be", another said "I don't remember much", and the other just shook his head, not sure whether he didn't know or said no.

Yang Xiaodao thought for a moment in embarrassment, and then slapped his thigh again-

"Can you handle it? We say you have it, you have it! Just listen!"

"Uh...... Don't get excited. Luo Xiang smacked his mouth and asked again, "What you said last Friday...... Where have we met?"

"Right at the entrance of the municipal hospital!" replied a younger brother.

Entrance to the Municipal Hospital......

These words seemed to have become a key to open the door of memory, Luo Xiang patted his head and thought about it.

When he came home from school last Friday, he was blocked by these four people at the crossing. One of them argued with him to stay away from the "sister-in-law", otherwise he would look good, and left after a few words. Luo Xiang was left standing there alone with his schoolbag on his back, his face confused, and he didn't figure out which gang boss he had provoked for a long time.

Probably the wrong person......

To be honest, even if Luo Xiang was not affected by that "resurrection amnesia", he might not be able to remember this little thing. As a junior in high school, he has so many things to put in his head, how can he have the time to stuff this kind of garbage-like memory into it.

But now that he remembered it, he nodded and said:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot about you before!"

He was sincerely apologizing. However, when these words were heard in Yang Xiaodao's ears, they became a complete contempt.

"Why don't you pretend to be confused with Lao Tzu!" Yang Xiaodao stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Xiang, "Lao Tzu told you just now! Lao Tzu came today to kill you! What you say doesn't work!"

In fact, how dare they kill people? Not to mention "getting killed", they don't even dare to let Luo Xiang lose his arms and legs. According to their thoughts, he is nothing more than a student, hit him twice and kick him twice, give him a little bit of power, and he should be honest. "Brother Dasheng" also has an explanation.

"Oh, okay, come on. Luo Xiang said.

The four of them looked at each other, and for a moment suspected that they had misheard.

"Why don't you really see the coffin and don't shed tears, boy!" Yang Xiaodao was so angry that he smoked, "You still dare to provoke? What's the matter? Why do you really think that my brothers don't dare to beat you?"

Luo Xiang spread his hands helplessly and said:

"That's right. Even if I say it, you won't believe it, so I won't say it. I can't say a hundred words more convincing than let you try. In short, you said you were going to kill me, and you asked me if I believed it, and to be honest, I really didn't believe it. Of course I'm not doubting your beliefs, I'm saying it's a matter of ability. Let's use an analogy, it's easy for the four of you to kill one person, but if you want to say that the four of you are going to blow up the earth, can you do it? No way. That's the way it is. But you're still welcome to give it a try, because we have the same goal on this issue, and while I don't think you have any hope of success, maybe there's a chance to do it. But you have to hurry up, I'm still in a hurry to get home. ”

Yang Xiaodao and the other four listened to him talk for a long time in a daze, but they still didn't understand what he was trying to say. He looked at each other with the three younger brothers, simply gave up understanding, and once again pointed at Luo Xiang and scolded: "Spend so many words! Obediently stand still for Lao Tzu! You see if Lao Tzu can kill you!"

As he spoke, the three younger brothers posted it. One of them cautiously pushed Luo Xiang - no way, this kid is too calm. As the old saying goes, "the soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal is afraid of the dead". They originally came to block people, but they inexplicably lost a lot of momentum, which made people a little uncertain. But he tried it for a while and found that Luo Xiang really didn't fight back, so he was relieved and boldly punched Luo Xiang in the chest.

Luo Xiang didn't move.

The three little brothers muttered in their hearts: You really don't resist?

What are you afraid of, don't worry about it and fight boldly!

In the past, they had a black hand, and when people resisted, they inevitably had to eat three punches and two feet, and there was a live sandbag in front of them, and they felt sorry if they didn't beat them!

So the raindrop-like fist landed on Luo Xiang's body.

Luo Xiang endured it expressionlessly, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

Sure enough, not to mention the pain, I didn't even feel the slightest feeling. It's no wonder that he didn't even have a to chop himself with a kitchen knife this morning, what can these few fists count? Fortunately, these guys can also talk about some "morality", they didn't slap them on the top, and they didn't use their legs to tease the yin legs - they are not afraid of their practicality, and every piece of his body is now the same hardness.

A few younger brothers fought for a long time, and they also noticed that something was wrong. They didn't even snort, but their fists hurt like slamming the walls.

A younger brother saw the vacancy, raised his foot and kicked up, but Luo Xiangyan quickly pinched his ankle.

"Hey, don't use your feet!" Luo Xiang warned, "What should I do if I leave shoe prints? I don't have a washing machine at home, so it's troublesome to wash clothes in winter!"

"Okay, okay, no, no, no!" the little brother shouted, "Let go!

Luo Xiang let go of his hand, and the little brother immediately took a few steps back vigilantly, grinning in pain, and rubbing his ankle vigorously.

Yang Xiaodao watched this "performance" for some reason. He would not question the loyalty of the three junior brothers, could it be that there was really something evil about this kid? He personally stepped forward and smashed Luo Xiang on the stomach with all his might, but Luo Xiang didn't even shake it.

Yang Xiaodao quietly grabbed his wrist, walked to the side, and muttered: "It's really a bit hard......"

No, that...... You are so painful that the cold sweat is left on your head, it shouldn't be "a little", right?

It's not a way to go on like this, Yang Xiaodao shouted, and the three younger brothers hurriedly retreated to his side as if they had been amnestied.

What the hell is going on? Yang Xiaodao felt weak in his heart. The predecessors of the mixed road have taught, "There are people outside the people, and there is a sky outside the sky", but the road can not block a person to block a Shaolin Temple master, right? Is this a golden bell jar, or an iron cloth shirt? No wonder this kid just ran for half the weather without breathing, I heard that the Shaolin monks train every day to carry water up and down the mountain, what is this little distance?

This is really nonsense, but the more Yang Xiaodao thinks about it, the more he thinks it is possible, no wonder he didn't even say a word last time he blocked this kid. People are compassionate, but they don't know anything like their three-legged cats.

If Luo Xiang knew what he was thinking at the moment, he didn't know how speechless he would be.

Whatever kind of warrior monk I am, I will be a dead man.

"Uh...... Are you still fighting?" Luo Xiang asked, "If you don't fight, I'll leave first." ”

After thinking about it, Yang Xiaodao suddenly arched his hand and made a fist shape: "Brother, stay a line of life, and see each other in the future." Even if we tie today, heroes cherish heroes, we won't embarrass you. The green mountains do not turn, the green water flows for a long time, the rivers and lakes are far away, you and I will have a period in the future!"

…… What?

Luo Xiang felt that his thinking circuit with this person was not on the same level at all.

Whatever, anyway, they're fine, right?

The four of Yang Xiaodao watched him turn around and leave, disappearing into the depths of the alley. An embarrassing silence enveloped them. As the boss, Yang Xiaodao didn't know how to speak now.

Is this a blockage? This is obviously a person who has come from far and wide to add to his blockage.

What a failure.

"Boss?" asked a younger brother in a low voice, "...... How do we explain to Brother Da Sheng?"

Yes, how do you explain it? Yang Xiaodao felt bitter in his heart. You say that you block people to block a Shaolin Temple, who will believe this?

He thought for a while before he came up with his decision: "Let's just say that he ran away! This is near his home, his home field, and he is more familiar with the terrain." Let's just say that the four of us didn't block him. ”

"Isn't this ......," the little brother muttered, "a little embarrassing?"

Yang Xiaodao glanced at him: "I haven't caught up with him or I haven't fought, which one is more embarrassing? Besides, people are standing and letting us fight! Okay, don't get entangled, let's just say that, next time, let Brother Dasheng personally bring someone to block it, and then he will understand!"