"Is that okay?" Ergou asked suspiciously. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Of course you can, as long as you really recognize me as the boss, everyone can get a knife, a real treasure knife!"

Seeing that all the six children nodded happily this time, Sting's hanging heart fell, and the treacherous plan finally succeeded, and the smug smile on his face was as bright as a flower.

"Ergou, the boss is thirsty, go get me water!"

Ergou was stunned for a moment, and was about to refuse to run errands for Sting, but suddenly remembered that Sting was already the boss, and only after listening to the words of the boss Sting, he could learn knife skills with Sting, and he might get a knife of his own. "Okay, okay, I'll get you water!" the second dog shouted, and immediately turned and ran like a joy.

"If you want to recognize me as the boss, you will all call me the boss in the future!"

"Yes, Boss!"

Sting agreed to be the boss without getting any good things or any good food, and several children shouted in unison after the boss immediately boiled, cheering one by one, and they could be heard from a long distance, plus the sound of Sting's seven children screaming.

I heard this voice and watched it once from a distance. The seven children were also diligent and hardworking, and before the light of day dawned, they had all arrived, and in the open space behind the wine and butcher shop of the shopkeeper Shi, together with Shi Ding, they learned every trick and style drawn by Shi Ding in a good way. The seven children only have one knife, which can only be used by the eldest Sting, and the other children can only use wooden sticks instead, and two children have brought all the firewood knives at home, and the so-called firewood knife is a piece of broken iron, not to mention the blade, even the shape of the knife is very reluctant. Shengfeng doesn't like to join in the fun, and seeing what the seven children are doing, the actions of the seven children can no longer attract Shengfeng's footsteps.

Sting and the six children around him, that is, his six younger brothers, are still a little determined to become fans, and they have been insisting on it for a month unconsciously. I started practicing every morning at dawn, and I practiced all morning every day. Shi Ding didn't say empty words, the guard Liu Dejiang really came once, and made a training plan for the seven children. Practicing knife skills is the main thing, but also to practice strength, that is, to lift stone locks, but also to practice endurance, practice body style, these two can make great progress in running and jumping in the mountains and forests.

After a month of hard training, the knife technique taught by Liu Dejiang is already the beginning of the prototype of dance in the hands of the seven children of Shi Ding, the movements can be coherent together, no longer how jerky, and occasionally there is a whining wind, if the strength is sufficient, you can initially show the power of the knife technique, and it has not weak attack lethality. In the past month, Sting's strength has improved significantly, the seven children can already lift the twenty-pound stone lock, the eldest Sting and Xiaoshu, the fifty-pound stone lock can already raise the height of the chest, and can lift it more than a dozen times in one breath.

In the afternoon, the seven children generally do not practice knives and strength. Xiaoshu and they are all children of poor families, and the youngest of the seven children, Ergou, is a little reluctant to lift a 20-pound stone lock, and he has to spare a little time in the afternoon to help his parents do some housework. When the housework is not so tight, they are still children after all, and it is their nature to love to play, and seven children will run wild in the mountains and forests behind the villa.

Shengfeng doesn't want to pay attention to other children, it doesn't mean that other children will forget Shengfeng because of this, at least Sting hasn't forgotten Shengfeng for a day, the big bag on Sting's head is swollen for almost ten days before it goes down, and now there are still some traces on his face that have begun to fade. Every day, Shi Ding would think of Shengfeng more than once, the humiliation brought by Shengfeng was too deep, Shengfeng had become the first target that Shi Ding wanted to defeat, Shi Ding listened to the words of his uncle Liu Dejiang and learned to forbear.

More than a month ago, Shi Ding's father and son suffered a big loss in front of Shengfeng, and at that time Shi Ding thought that he couldn't beat Shengfeng, so in this month, Shi Ding gritted his teeth and insisted on practicing knife skills, grabbing stone locks to practice strength, how much hardship he suffered, how much sweat he shed, and how much his ability had grown, not to mention, just the excess meat on his body was less than a dozen catties. After a month of hard work, the results are still quite obvious, in the past, running a few steps would not be enough to breathe and breathe, but now Sting can run, and he only feels that he is full of strength. Seven children ran crazy in the mountains and forests, and every time Sting would fall behind, but Sting felt more relaxed in his heart, and he also knew how to swordsmanship, and he was already quite proficient, and he was self-absorbed and thought that the knife skills he danced out were like flowing water, even if he was allowed to face the wind alone, he had a little more confidence.

Sting already had some smug flaunting thoughts about the future when he was thinking about the future alone. Having hole cards in hand is the foundation of being invincible, and Sting's hole cards not only have knife skills, but also his six younger brothers. His six younger brothers are all very obedient and useful, and they are all used to obeying his boss. Among them, Xiaoshu, who is about the same age as him, don't look at the thin one and the second dog, there are not a few taels of meat on his body, but his strength is not weaker than Shi Ding, and after a month, the knife practice is more decent than Shi Ding, so that Shi Ding has to secretly admit that he is no longer the opponent of Xiao Shu, who is flexible. After estimating the progress of himself and his younger brothers, Sting couldn't bear it anymore and didn't plan to endure it any longer.

The wind is still the same, and you can walk leisurely in the mountains and forests. This area of mountain forest has been walking for several years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I have some general impressions of every tree in this area, and I can guess where it is when I close my eyes. I am too familiar with the mountains and forests, the mountains and forests are very large, and it is rare to meet idlers like Shengfeng who do not have to rush for their livelihood. Walking a lot, sometimes Shengfeng will close his eyes as if he is concentrating on feeling something, and during this period, his mind will not be so concentrated, and some of the sounds that appear nearby will be ignored by Shengfeng who concentrates on feeling and feeling. When Shengfeng realized something, Sting and his six younger brothers had already succeeded in their scheme.

Sheng Feng saw clearly that he was surrounded by seven children who he couldn't say he knew, but only saw them, and couldn't name everyone. The seven children were menacing, each with a dick in his hand, a bright lancet, two long pieces of iron covered with rust that looked somewhat similar to the knife in appearance, and four wooden sticks of different lengths in the hands of the remaining four children.

"Get out of the way, I don't have the time to play with you. Sheng Feng glanced indifferently at the seven children around him, the two eldest were only about ten years old, Shi Ding and Xiao Shu, the two of them were the same size as Sheng Feng, and among the remaining five children, there were about the same age as Sheng Feng, who were naturally not as tall as Sheng Feng, and looked so thin. Listening to Shengfeng's tone, he didn't see the unfavorable situation of the current pair of seven in his eyes at all, let alone the uneasiness in his expression. Shengfeng has a calm and mature momentum, this momentum is not a gesture, it is the seven children around him can not pretend to be no matter what, Shengfeng's indifferent gaze swept towards the younger Ergou and them, no words and actions, not only the six-year-old Ergou, but also the older one was also bluffed by this momentum to hold the wooden stick in his hand, and gently moved his toes to take a step back before overcoming the impulse to turn around and run away.

They are all children, the same age, the same height, and the age of the wind is still younger. Even if the quiet wind made them feel a little timid, Shi Ding had a bright lancet in his hand, how could he be convinced? Seeing that the momentum on his side was about to be oppressed by the momentum of the wind and collapsed, Shi Ding remembered that he was the boss.

"I'm just going to play with you today, there are seven of us, how arrogant are you today?" Sting clenched the lancet viciously, the tip of the knife trembling a little.

"Boss, are you still fighting? I still have to chop wood!"

Sting didn't move, and Xiaoshu was a little anxious. Seven children will not be able to beat one Shengfeng? Xiaoshu didn't believe it, but delayed cutting wood, and when he returned home, Xiaoshu believed that it would not be easy.

"If I hit you again today, will you drag your father and your uncle to my house to cry like last time?"

Shengfeng's words slapped Sting in the face like the slap that day. Uncle has made it clear that he is not allowed to entangle Shengfeng anymore, and the uncle did not say why, it can be confirmed that his uncle will definitely not help him deal with Shengfeng anymore, so Sting is reluctant to deliver Shengfeng's words. It seems that the power of the tongue is not an opponent for the wind. Seeing that Shengfeng's firm eyes still looked down on them, the time dragged on for too long, Shi Ding was worried that his combat power would be more difficult to condense, Shi Ding struggled to open his eyes.

"Shengfeng, I've been waiting for you for a month, brothers give it to me, I must beat Shengfeng to death today!"

Sting roared and raised the knife in his hand, and was the first to rush towards Shengfeng. Sheng Feng's eyes were still so faint, he couldn't see excitement, and he couldn't find any anxiety or fear, the sword light was already shaking in front of him, but it had nothing to do with Sheng Feng. Sting's lancet was about to be cut down in the blink of an eye, and the long-awaited knife seemed to have some momentum. This is what Sting has practiced at home in the past month by imagining the stump as a living wind, and he has sweated a lot.

Shengfeng didn't retreat and dodge, although the lancet was sharp, it didn't cut it head, naturally there was still a chance, and it wouldn't be looked at by Shengfeng, who had already planned it. I saw Shengfeng rushing towards Sting. Adults are tall and have long legs, and normal walking steps can take more than a meter with larger steps, while children are limited in height and the distance of each step is shorter. The distance between Shengfeng and Sting was four or five meters, and Sting had to run about ten steps before he could reach Shengfeng. The six children around Shengfeng heard Sting's order, and they also began to approach Shengfeng, narrowing the encirclement little by little, Sting's plan was that when Shengfeng was surrounded and had no way to escape, as long as he could kill a chicken, he could simply solve Shengfeng with a knife.

How could he see a ghost in broad daylight? Sting felt that he was running with all his might, but he only ran out two steps, and the third step had not yet fallen, but Shengfeng had already appeared in front of Sting like a ghost, seemingly so casually dodging Sting's blade, raising his hand and slapping Sting's wrist holding the knife as if he had hit Sting's face last time, and the lancet, which had enough strength, immediately deflected the angle. Sting knew that this trick that he had been practicing hard for a month had been cracked by Shengfeng so lightly, and the moment his eyes were sluggish, his unabated body had already passed by Shengfeng.

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