Needless to say, this fat man named Zhang Yuan is the super-stirring stick Wang Xiaoshi is also, this guy ate Song Xiaoqiao's tofu, he only felt comfortable in his heart, squinted his eyes, and laughed.

Song Xiaoqiao's room was occupied by Wang Xiaoshi, and she didn't have the courage to go back to argue with him, so she had to find a room to sleep with a stomach full of worries, but that kind of strange heart made her sleepless all night, and she didn't fall asleep until midnight.

Early the next morning, Song Xiaoqiao wore a Nike sportswear and got up to run, which was a good habit she had developed for more than ten years.

In the morning light, twisting his waist and stretching his hips, his mouth is beating, his posture is strange and full of challenges, the herringbone horse splits, sits on the ground, touches his right chest with his left hand, and then changes his posture, inserts willow upside down and stuffs his head into the crotch of his pants, and then uses two hands instead of feet, jumping on the ground, squeezing the fat all out of shape.

Song Xiaoqiao dared to say that this was the most flexible fat man she had ever seen, and when she saw the fat man's courtyard tossing like a stack of twist flowers, she didn't know why, Song Xiaoqiao's face suddenly became hot, bypassing the fat man, and she was about to go out.

"One-two-three-four, two-two-three-four, three-two-three-four, come again, hey, curator morning!"

The fat man read the rhythm in his mouth, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Xiaoqiao, a somersault, fluttering in front of Song Xiaoqiao, respectfully bowing a ninety degree, and the tone was full of flattery.

Song Xiaoqiao noticed that this dead fat man was flattering and obedient on the surface, but in fact, he was far away from himself, thinking that last night, his inappropriate behavior left a psychological shadow on him, and he couldn't help but snort: "You are early." ”

"Curator, Senior Brother Licheng, has already accepted me on behalf of the Song Family Martial Arts Pavilion, and I will ask the curator for more advice in the future."

The fat man was still far away from Song Xiaoqiao, and his eyes were rolling.

"It's okay, you will be a disciple of the Song Family Boxing Gym in the future, you must practice martial arts diligently and contribute to the museum."

Song Licheng accepted the fat man, he had discussed it with Song Xiaoqiao before, Song Xiaoqiao was not surprised, to be honest, if he didn't accept this dead fat man, Song Xiaoqiao didn't know how to face the current changing shape, with the fat man, it was like having a Dinghai God Needle, and a heart settled down inexplicably.

"Yes, Curator."

The fat man replied honestly, looking at the British and American Song Xiaoqiao, he couldn't help but suck the saliva in his mouth: "Curator, are you going to run?" ”

Song Xiaoqiao nodded, looking at the fat man's honest face, she always had a feeling that she couldn't face it, her cheeks were feverish for a while, and her face looked calm, but she was still calm and calm, and she was about to go out.

"Sister, sister, good news, Jin Dacheng sent someone to send this"

At this moment, Song Licheng rushed into the courtyard in a hurry, his face was full of excitement, and he held a wooden box high in his hand.

Song Xiaoqiao looked at the familiar wooden box, sighed in his heart, walked a few steps in a row, and almost snatched the wooden box in Song Licheng's hand, and the joy and hope in his heart almost poured out of his chest.

Although she had been mentally prepared, when she opened the wooden box and saw the thin and yellowed pages of paper in the box, her eyes were still round, and the sour and astringent liquid in her eye sockets came out of her eyes.

The title deed of the Shouerwu Pavilion!

Shou'er Martial Arts Hall is a branch of the Song Family Boxing Gym, before the fat man arrived, Song Licheng couldn't stand the provocation of the Jin Gym, and agreed to the other party's request to kick the gym, but he lost in front of everyone's eyes, and according to the previous agreement, the title deed of the Shou'er Song Gym was lost to the Jin Gym.

Shou'er Song Family Pavilion and Hancheng Song Family Pavilion were created by the ancestors of the Song family and handed down, but they were defeated in the hands of Song Licheng and Song Xiaoqiao, both of whom were heartbroken and blamed themselves, but they didn't expect that three days later, this land deed would be returned to Zhao again.

The two brothers and sisters were pleasantly surprised, but the fat man sneered on the side: "Count him Jin Dacheng's acquaintance, otherwise those fruit photos we took yesterday were posted on the Internet, hehe, is the little old man still alive?" ”

Song Licheng and Song Xiaoqiao glanced at each other, Song Xiaoqiao walked in front of the fat man and bent down deeply: "Fat man, thank you, it was you who saved my Song Gym." ”

The fat man was at a loss, his eyes suddenly widened, and a crystal saliva almost flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

It turned out that Song Xiaoqiao bent down, the Nike T-shirt was open, and the snow-white peak inside shook and swayed, the scenery was infinitely beautiful, and the fat man subconsciously covered his nose, for fear that the nosebleed would come out.

Song Xiaoqiao straightened up, looking at the fat man's dizzy appearance, a little strange: "What's wrong with you?" ”

The fat man woke up immediately from his stunned state and looked up at the sky: "Aha, today's weather is really good, the sky is clear, and the clouds are overcast"

Song Xiaoqiao watched the fat man twist his fat body, turned around and walked away, stunned, shook his head, and took a sip gently: "Nerves!" ”

Song Licheng was still immersed in the excitement of the loss and recovery of the title deed, and happily raised the wooden box in his hand: "This is an unexpected joy, the fat man is really a talent, yesterday we injured so many disciples of the Jin Clan's Daoist Hall, and hung the Jin Zhongku for two hours, Jin Dacheng just held back this breath of bird's anger, and even the police didn't come to the door, it's really a god." ”

"Talent, maybe he is, but this guy is a super scoundrel first and foremost."

Song Xiaoqiao listened to his younger brother's eyebrows fluttering and praised the fat man, stood stunned, and sighed faintly for a long time.

Song Xiaoqiao went out for a run with a strange heart, who knew that as soon as he went out, he was surrounded by a large group of reporters, and reporters from more than ten newspapers and TV stations all desperately squeezed to the front.

"Miss Song, I'm a reporter from the Hancheng Big Incident Newspaper, and I heard that the Guiwu Pavilion sent a mysterious master to the Jin Dao Pavilion to kick the gym, is this incident true?"

"Miss Song, do you have time in the afternoon? I'm a reporter from Kingdom TV, can I do an interview for you? ”

"Miss Song, I don't know if I can interview which mysterious master of the Guiwu Pavilion is, I don't know what his specific identity is?"

The Kim Gym is known as the No. 1 martial arts gym in Hancheng, and it has a pivotal position in the martial arts circle of the Cold Kingdom, but it was kicked by a little-known small boxing gym and sent a master to close the hall.

Such explosive news, and at a sensitive moment on the eve of the World Martial Arts Championships, this matter immediately became the headline news of every newspaper and TV station.

After a whole night of fermentation, the Song Martial Arts Hall immediately became the center of the entire news storm, and Song Xiaoqiao undoubtedly became the first person to accept the baptism of the storm.

Song Xiaoqiao was not mentally prepared, and in an instant, surrounded by so many reporters, he was suddenly frightened, and almost didn't turn around and fled.

Just when she was stunned, the fat man's thick and neutral magnetic voice sounded behind her: "Calm down, what's there to be afraid of." ”

The heat in his mouth went straight to Song Xiaoqiao's ears and eyes, Song Xiaoqiao trembled, a pair of big hands held her shoulders, and at the same time stood gently in front of the media: "I'm sorry, let me, let me, about the news of yesterday's kicking the museum, the museum will hold a press conference in due course to disclose a piece of inside information to everyone, and now all the news has nothing to comment."

Song Xiaoqiao stood behind the fat man in a daze, watching the fat man talk eloquently, elegantly talking, reserved and polite refusal, and under the camera, the fat man was in the limelight, completely covering up Song Xiaoqiao's embarrassment just now.

Who the hell is this stupid dead fat man?

In Song Xiaoqiao's heart, doubts welled up, and at this moment, in the crowd, someone screamed: "He is the magical fat man, the powerful master who took people to the Jin Clan Dao Pavilion to kick the gym." ”

At this moment, the reporter and many paparazzi were all crazy, the camera aimed at the fat man's chubby bun face, and kept shooting, the too strong flash made the fat man's eyes squint.

At the same time, countless microphones were handed to the fat man's mouth: "May I ask this gentleman, how long have you been studying martial arts in the Song Family Boxing Gym, and what is your specific identity?" ”

"May I ask this gentleman, what is your motto in life as a strong fighter?"

"May I ask this gentleman, do you have any plans to challenge other martial arts halls further?"

Countless problems came one after another, stirring the fat man's head dizzy, and while he coped with it in an orderly manner, he sneaked back, wanting to turn around and escape into the Song family's boxing gym.

"What bullshit master? Isn't it just luck to beat Jin Dae-sung's waste? Can Kim Dojo also represent taekwondo? ”

Just when the fat man was about to successfully sneak into the gym, a sharp sound suddenly entered everyone's ears, this sound was extremely ugly, like metal rubbing, making a harsh sound, which made people listen, the chest was blocked, and the teeth were sore, many people subconsciously covered their ears and looked around.

The expression on Wang Xiaoshi's face suddenly turned cold, as soon as he heard this voice, he knew that there was an extremely powerful master, this kind of high-frequency harsh sound was not at all made by a human voice, but the sound of the lobes trembling and using ventriloquism.

And being able to use the five internal organs to make such a sharp sound means that the martial arts kung fu of the coming person has entered from the outside and practiced to the five internal organs, and such a master has already broken through the strength.

All the people covered their ears, turned around one after another, turned their heads to look, and saw a tall and thin young man, wearing a pair of Svenwen's gold-wire glasses, standing on the periphery, with a pale face, indifferent, looking at Wang Xiaoshi lightly at the moment.

Behind the young man, four disciples wearing pale yellow martial arts uniforms also crossed their hands, looking at Wang Xiaoshi and Song Xiaoqiao coldly, their faces were full of disdain, and on their chests, with golden silk thread, a small word "Dai" was embroidered

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