Chapter 231: Death Deserved

The impact was not very moving.

Guan Lang's weight of more than 200 catties was not shaken.

"I'm sorry!" a skinny young boy, about eighteen or nineteen years old, apologized, and continued to run desperately towards the front.

"Stop him! Don't run!!" Behind him was an aunt dressed in a long mink coat and a top hat on her head.

Guan Lang thinks that this is a good time for him to act bravely, maybe he can gain potential?

Looks like something was stolen?

He took a step and caught up with the boy in front of him in three or two clicks.

A pair of large hands pressed on the boy's shoulders like iron tongs.

The boy screamed in pain, and his snow-white face was slightly distorted with makeup: "Why do you let me go!"

The aunt behind her, who imitated the appearance of a noblewoman, also chased after her, her face was drenched in sweat, and the sweat was mixed with a strong smell of perfume, which made Guan Lang couldn't help but take a step back.

"Don't you come here!!" The young man saw his aunt as if he had seen a ghost, and his face was full of struggle.

Guan Lang also felt that the relationship between the two was not what he thought at this time.

"Sister Lin, our business is over!Please stop pestering me!I've already got a girlfriend!" The thin boy's wrist was grabbed by the aunt, and his face was full of pleading with longing.

"My dear, there is no simple money relationship between us, is it? Don't be willful anymore, go home with me, I can buy you whatever you want!" said the aunt affectionately and affectionately. "Listen to me, don't make trouble!"

Guan Lang, who was standing on the side, pestle with a tangled expression.

He probably understands the relationship between the two.

Looking at the eyes of the people around him watching the play, Guan Lang was not too embarrassed to stay nearby, and hurriedly left.

It's terrible, Guan Lang shook his head.

It seems that these shortcuts to a few decades of struggle are crooked.

Back to the apartment with the bow bag on his back.

Bai He has been taking Qianqiu out for exercise lately, and he has consumed his energy, and he is a lot more honest at home.

Guan Lang took a cold shower.

Sitting on the sofa, his eyebrows moved slightly, and an invisible and qualitative Tai Chi force came out of his body, moving quickly around him.

A handful of Tai Chi Li touched Qianqiu's head.

Half-squinted, it opened its eyes and looked around left and right.

found that Guan Lang, the only person in the family, was sitting on the sofa far away from it.

It stood up in confusion and spun around a few times, but did not notice the creature that touched it.

To no avail, it lay back quietly and squinted again.

Guan Lang controlled a small pinch of Tai Chi Force and slapped it lightly on the head.

Qianqiu directly fried her hair and jumped up.

I want to grab the powerless creature above my head.

Its dexterous body soared a full two meters in the air.

It's a pity that I pounced and didn't catch anything.

It seemed stunned for a moment, sniffing slightly.

What's going on?

It's silly!

Guan Lang, who was lying on the sofa, looked at Qianqiu with a confused face and smiled.

It's so much fun to tease this silly cat.

Single-minded, another pinch of Tai Chi unscrewed the kitchen door and opened the refrigerator.

A bottle of Pepsi was brought out of the cooler and another fresh lemon was grabbed.

If anyone were in the kitchen, they would have seen this horrific scene.

As if haunted, the kitchen knife was uncontrolled on the board, and he sliced the lemon himself, cutting the lemon into even small slices.

"Wow!", Pepsi was also pulled open.

The black drink rose from the mouth like a fountain and then landed steadily and gradually in the large glass.

"Knock!" a few pieces of ice floated up from the freezer and were also put into the cup.

Lemon slices are tossed into the drink and bubbling out.

The glass flew smoothly in the air and landed in Guan Lang's hand.

What a lazy perk!

Guan Lang took a big sip.

The refreshing black drink bubbles in the mouth, and the scorching heat of the heat seems to be melted away in this small sip.

Perhaps that's why he thinks of summer as a refreshing feeling.

Chiaki squatting on the carpet is already looking stupid!

A pair of heterochromatic pupils stared at them with a huge gap.

Then it suddenly had a bright brain, jumped on the sofa and hit Guan Lang's head hard.

Guan Lang, who was lying on the sofa, did the housework with Tai Chi Li, cut Qianqiu's nails, killed a few small insects by the way, and threw them into the trash.

It's not that he's lazy, it's just that this kind of "training" helps him to manipulate Tai Chi more precisely, which is itself part of his practice.

After drinking Coke, he slowly sat up right on the sofa

Adjusting his breathing, he slowly closed his eyes.

As his thoughts calmed down, he quickly sank into darkness again.

After a period of meditation practice, his efficiency in entering the meditative state was already very high.

Unlike at the beginning, you might be in a meditative state all afternoon.

It is very difficult for normal people to enter this state of meditation, especially when modern infotainment is so developed, and it is difficult to ensure that the mind does not wander and the mind is not wandering.

But Guan Lang's spiritual power is even stronger, and he can restrain distracting thoughts, and it will not be difficult to find the trick.

His choice for this week's meditation practice is in the form of an eagle and a serpent.

They were all creatures he was more familiar with.

He had eaten both snake pot and eagle soup.

Especially the eagle shape, a few days ago, I had a close fight with a giant eagle.

I can't understand its spirit and posture.

The single practice of Eagle Shape Fist is the eagle peck, and many martial artists who practice Form and Meaning Fist mostly perform the Eagle and Bear two styles together, but Guan Lang is not practicing Form and Meaning, but is in Shape and Meaning Meditation, so there is no need to be too rigid in the frame.

However, it may be that the spirit of the giant eagle is too strong compared to the chicken shape and tiger form he meditated on before, so that he has been in a state of being unable to enter the door for the past two days, and can only slowly meditate through water mill training.

Fortunately, although the process is tortuous, the overall situation is still rising in a meandering way.

As his spiritual power slowly fed into the giant eagle imprint in his mind, a lifelike and vivid gray eagle spread its wings, each of its feathers was slender and clearly visible, a pair of cold eagle eyes revealed the murderous aura and aura of the top predator, and the sharp beak glowed with a translucent jet black luster.

What a handsome eagle, judging from the majesty of the eagle-shaped shape alone, it overwhelmed the tiger shape and chicken shape that he had meditated on before, and it was majestic in all directions.

Being able to show his teeth and claws in his meditation space, overwhelming the crowd, Guan Lang thinks that the giant eagle that has entered his stomach can be regarded as a well-deserved death, and there are no regrets.