At twelve o'clock in the night, some nocturnal humans gradually return home.

The streets were empty, some wild cats and rats were active, and occasionally some cats meowed, like children crying at night.

Ding Wei was walking on the road wearing round scalp shoes, the hard soles of his shoes hitting the ground, and at this moment of silence, he could actually hear a subtle echo. The aperture under a street lamp is like a small world, and the darkness outside the aperture is like an unknown abyss.

Thinking like this, there is a kind of joy in Ding Wei's heart, as if he has discovered a little secret of the world. I couldn't help but jump easily.

Then she didn't relent, but she didn't exert extra strength, and with a slight stride, there was a distance of more than three meters, jumping between the alternating light and dark street lamps, like an elf in the magic world when she came.

In order to avoid the embarrassment of visiting the door on the first day, some things are chosen to be discussed in the car or between work.

Thinking that he used Qin Yue'e's actions in the car to forcefully fight back against Li Yuan's words, and finally made the guy who had always been calm and confident angry after repeated squeezing, but it was very fulfilling.

Card, bang!

Across the road, there was the sound of cars opening and closing.

A figure crossed the road in a few steps, stood under the street lamp in front of Ding Wei, and stared at Ding Wei motionlessly.

When a cat catches a mouse, its body is stretched and athletic. But when it is preparing to fight, the skin muscles will tense, this tension will consume physical strength, but it will make it forget tiredness, and at the same time it will be more able to withstand the attacks of others, when fighting is not hunting, attacking at the same time to withstand the attacks of others, tightening the muscles will improve their endurance.

There is no useless animal instinct.

The moment he saw the person's eyes under the street lamp, Ding Wei's body instinctively tightened.

After seeing Ding Wei stop, this person faced Ding Wei, his body arched slightly, and his arms were pressed against his ribs. One punch in the chest and one in the abdomen. The feet are not in front of each other, and the legs are slightly bent.

This man is in his thirties, with a typical flat head, and his muscles are lean and shapely, but his face looks thin, and his long figure-eight eyebrows make the whole face look bitter and hateful.

Ding Wei has always believed that putting on a posture before starting a fight is the most favorite but meaningless thing to learn routines. Because as soon as people move, this posture is meaningless.

Ding Wei doesn't know, this kind of posture is only used to report to the family, real martial arts people can know at a glance what kind of school the teacher is, and they can also know how you practice through the posture, of course, it will also have a counter-effect on making many people focus on practicing the starting style.

Ding Wei didn't understand this set, so he was indifferent, and the person opposite saw that Ding Wei was indifferent, and he also understood that she didn't understand this set at all.

This person put away his posture, kept his feet on the ground, rubbed the road for a few steps and arrived in front of Ding Wei, and smashed it with his fist.

This kind of behavior of coming up to play without saying a word is too bold, so that Ding Wei didn't adapt to it for a while.

Syllable!

Ding Wei raised his hand to his ear to block the attack, so that the middle door opened, and the opponent did not hesitate to punch the other hand in the line and hit him in the chest.

Ding Wei's other hand was also bent in front of his chest, ready to block this punch with his arm, seeing Ding Wei defending like this, the man's center of gravity moved slightly, and the strength of the punch immediately increased.

Syllable!

Ding Wei was beaten back two steps by this punch. Fortunately, this person's strength is still not as great as his own.

Although Ding Wei has become more and more aware of his physical fitness during this period of time, he has not been sure how he will compare with others because he has not had much experience in fighting.

Through these two punches, the man also got what he wanted, and he was really a layman, but this talent was too good, and his eyes were not only more eager, but he must impress this little girl.

But when this look fell into Ding Wei's eyes, it was no different from the wave state.

After sinking for a while, the man rubbed his body again, punched Ding Wei's face with one punch, and gathered momentum with the other to deal with Ding Wei's changes.

However, from under the street lamp, into the darkness, his eyes had to adjust a little, and his eyes were a little blurry for a moment.

At this moment of blurred clarity, he lost Ding Wei's figure in front of him, and then saw a black shadow like a creeping cheetah, jumping up violently.

At the moment when the man punched, Ding Wei's body sank completely, not retreating, but advancing, and the huge force under his feet bounced the whole body to the man's side, and the instantaneous acceleration made the windbreaker sound. Then Ding Wei hit the man's abdomen with a standard hook.

This instantaneous movement is several times faster than the blink of an eye.

The man felt for a moment that he was flying and that he was broken, it was just his illusion, and he was still standing there intact, not moving a single step. But in the next moment, the sharp pain coming from his abdomen instantly suppressed his five senses, making him lose control of his body, and fell to the ground as soft as rotten flesh that had been pulled out of bones.

A martial artist's ability to resist blows is generally far beyond ordinary people, but Ding Wei's punch has exceeded all his mental preparations. He felt like he had fainted, but he could still think, he was still watching, but everything he saw was not reflected in his eyes. He could feel the presence of his limbs, but he couldn't control it, and the pain of the moment disrupted everything that was going on in his brain.

Ding Wei looked at the man who collapsed to the ground, shook his head, and said in his heart: Wucheng is still a little strong.

Leaned down and touched the man's nose, but fortunately he was still angry.

It wouldn't be good to just let him fall in the middle of the road, and it would feel like lifting the man up a broken sack or like a ...... In short, this person has no resistance at all, so he is so soft and at the mercy of Ding Wei. Dinghe carried the man to the nearby landscape tree and put him in a meditating position with his back against the tree.

"It's not right to rob in the streets, I hope you can really enlighten!" Ding Wei said while fiddling with the man.

Laid it out, stood at a distance and looked at it for a while, clapping his hands: "Yes, so be it." Then he turned around and walked away.

When Ding Wei walked away and turned around and entered the community, three people quickly ran down from the man's car, ran to the man's side and lifted him up, and then the man shouted: "It hurts me to death!" ”

However, these four people don't know that on the same roadside, there are also three people with the same purpose who see everything in their eyes.

"That stance...... It's Hexi Dingshan cannon hammer, right? Zang Keping is not sure, there are too many punches to start with the hug.

"That's right, the top of the thumb is tapered on the second joint of the index finger, and Yingga is it." Xu Zhengtang said.

"It seems that it's not just our family who knows the goods." Zang Keping said.

Wu Lan was very silent, and after a long while, he said: "That girl's reaction speed and strength, who in our door can do it?" ”

All three people in the car were silent.

"Uncle Thirteen and Fourteen should be able to do it, and Senior Brother Liu should be about the same." Xu Zhengtang didn't dare to draw conclusions after careful consideration.

Liang Dingshan would not do this kind of staring work, and the other apprentice in charge of logistics did not come.

"She's beating people like a painting, isn't she?" Zang Keping said suddenly.

There are several theories about beating people like hanging paintings, one of the most famous is that people are beaten on the wall and can't get down, and among the rest of the sayings, one of them is to use the action of hanging paintings to beat people out from bottom to top, and another is to beat people to paralyze, and then carry the person's braid or neck collar to let people fiddle with it.

Wu Lan sucked his teeth: "It shouldn't be counted, right?!" "He really hoped it wasn't.

"Oops, hurry up and call Zhao Ping back!" Zang Keping suddenly sounded a very critical matter.

Xu Zhengtang was also surprised, but then sat down dejectedly: "It should be too late." ”

Ding Wei entered the community, and before turning a few buildings, he saw a young man who was playing with his mobile phone with his head bowed under the flower bed on the side of the road.

Ding Wei thought: It's so late and still in the mood to stay outside, either waiting for the sister, or being dumped by the sister.

Shaking his head, he ignored it and walked home.

Maybe it was the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground too crisply, waking up this guy who was addicted to mobile games, this thing looked up at Ding Wei, and suddenly reacted and shouted: "Hey, you wait." Ding Wei stopped and looked at him.

The young man carried the mobile phone in his pocket, and then squatted on his left and right feet, his right hand clenched into a fist in front of his chest, and his left hand clenched into a fist flat on his waist.

After setting up the posture, his right hand stretched out his finger and hooked Ding Wei defiantly.

The next moment he saw the woman's feet lifted, as if dragging an afterimage out of the remaining light, and instantly appeared in front of him, and then twisted her body and slammed the back of her shoulder against his right arm that was standing on his chest.

Then he found himself flying, flying over a flower bed, grazing the roof of a sedan and flying out, finally hitting the garage door and stopping. Just as he was about to get up, he found that his muscles and bones were weak, and he couldn't use any strength.

Ding Wei yawned, looked at the other end of the flower bed, the young man who seemed to be shaking but was actually struggling, shook his head helplessly: "Recently, the security has been getting worse and worse!" Then he left.

When Wu Lan and the three of them rushed over, they saw Zhao Ping's body lying on the ground like a worm to make him tremble, and he suddenly felt pitiful and ridiculous.

After lifting Zhao Ping into the car, Xu Zhengtang said: "Since some colleagues have also noticed this girl, should we have something simple?" ”

"Kneel down and admit your mistake?" Zang Keping asked, he often did this anyway.

Smack, Wu Lan unceremoniously slapped him in the head.

……

Early the next morning, Ding Wei, who was still sleeping in a daze, was woken up by a quick and powerful knock on the door.

She got up in a daze and muttered, "Didn't they all say to call first?" ”

When he was about to open the door, he subconsciously looked down at himself, and then shouted outside the door, "Wait a minute." Then he went back to his room and got dressed.

Five minutes later, Ding Wei, who opened the door, saw five people standing at the door, and an old man with a kind smile on his face, looked familiar, oh, remembered, the one who said he wanted to sign for the child that day.

"Old man, it's just a signature, there's no need to bring the whole family to thank me!" Ding Wei hadn't woken up much at this time, and the thoughts in his mind were a little out of line.

The old man shook his head: "Not only that, but I have some problems. ”

Ding Weidao: "Not only do you want to sign it, but also prepare to take a group photo?" ”

Everyone is embarrassed, does this thing really think of himself as a star?

"I don't want to sign, I'm going to ask for you!" The old man said kindly.

Syllable! Ding Wei smashed his fist on the old man's nose, slammed the door shut, and scolded in the room: "Get out, you old spinach." ”

The crowd outside the door heard this angry shout very clearly.

"Am I saying something wrong?" Liang Dingshan stopped the nosebleed with the help of his apprentice.

"Wrong can't be wrong!" Wu Lan said: "It seems that I can only use the method I said!" ”

Wu Lan suddenly felt inexplicably relaxed in her heart!