Chapter 0093 We Don't Fight, We Chaqin

The student activity center is on the edge of the camp, very close to their dormitory building, the three of them walked for 3 minutes to arrive, when they entered the discotheque, Wang Yaoyang was directing his band members to move things inside, because a new rehearsal location has not yet been found, so the instruments of the boiling point band have not been moved, piled up in a corner and looking messy.

Fei Luo walked in the front, crossed his waist and pointed at him, and scolded: "Which one is Wang Yaoyang?" I heard that you are very awesome, and you dare to bully my brother? ”

The boy who was yelling next to him like a landlord overseer turned his head at this time, with long wavy hair, making a style like Dick Cowboy, no wonder he was jealous of Jin Ge, in terms of appearance alone, he was too modest, although it could not be said that it was earth-shattering, but compared with Jin Ge, a beautiful man with artistic temperament, he was thrown away seventeen or eighteen streets at once.

But this guy's expression is very proud, and he basically looks at people with slanted eyes, and the corners of his mouth are always lowered intentionally or unintentionally, as if no one cares about it. Seriously, if he wasn't Wang Junyu's son, it would be a problem to even ask for a daughter-in-law because he had a good father, so he could afford to play the band and live a very arrogant life, and there were more than a dozen little girls around him who were busy serving.

Wang Yaoyang saw Jin Ge and another boy standing behind the fat man with small eyes and big mouth with his chest crossed, and this fat man crossed his waist with one hand and halberd fingers with the other, which was very awesome.

"Yo, isn't this Jingo? Why don't you find a place to move your pile of stuff and leave it here? The mother is so poor that she is like a beggar under the overpass, and she still learns to play bands, look at your few musical instruments, all of them are domestic garbage, young master, my maids at home play more advanced instruments than yours, and I want to jump into Xiaoxi Lake and drown, and I am embarrassed to dangle in front of people. Where did you find this fat man? You can go to the slaughterhouse with a little hair on your body, the price of pork has risen recently, you want to kill early, don't let out the circle to howl this howl, ** awkward! Wang Yaoyang pointed at Fei Luo and scolded: "You Tama Shao is pointing fingers at me, believe it or not, I chop up your pig's paw?" ”

Fei Luo hates others to call him a pig the most in his life, this is his reverse scale, hearing Wang Yaoyang say this, he rushed up in a rage, and scolded in his mouth: "Do you believe that I tama smoked your big mouth?" ”

Wang Yaoyang waved his hands forward, and the few band members who were moving things suddenly surrounded them, two of them were quite large, wearing only a vest on their upper body, and the muscles between their chest and abdomen were knotted, and they greeted him viciously. What's that...... All calm down! ”

Wang Yaoyang smiled so much that he bent down holding his stomach, pointed at Fei Luo and said, "I...... Grass, no ...... I've never seen anything like this...... I'm laughing to death......"

Meng Xinghui and Jin Ge covered their faces in unison, paralyzed and thought that Luo Fatzi's character had exploded, these two deliberately stood behind and kept silent, just to see if Fat Luo was as tough in reality as he was on the Internet, I didn't expect to be so cowardly, it's really embarrassing, it seems that people's performance on the Internet and in reality is indeed the opposite, and often the extremely awesome characters on the Internet may be a poor worm who is bullied all day long in reality, Although Fei Luo is not bullied all day long, this kind of performance is indeed far from the identity of the Internet scolding war king.

Several members of the "Cut^^^^^^^" Terminator Band and the women who had been surrounding Wang Yaoyang to flatter him collectively booed Luo Fat, one of whom was a very strong guy who was probably a militant, and saw that this fight was a bit of a disappointment, and threw a wooden stool in his hand at Fei Luo.

Fat Luo is embarrassed, but Meng Xinghui must not let him be bullied like this, he can smash him in the dormitory, but he is absolutely not allowed to bare his teeth, his figure flashed, ghostly appeared in front of Luo Fatman, his right foot was violently lifted to the highest point, from top to bottom with a fierce whip leg, and he was pumped head-on on the wooden bench that flew over, only to hear the sound of "bang", everyone only saw the sawdust flying in front of them, Wang Yaoyang's face was even scratched by a wooden wedge that flew over, fortunately he hid quickly, The wooden wedge just flew over his skin, and if he poked it right, it might be nailed to his face, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and when he looked at it, the sturdy wooden stool was actually split by that leg, and scattered all over the floor.

Silence, deathly silence, only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard at the scene.

Meng Xinghui's movements just now were too fast, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was as fast as lightning as fast as thunder, everyone only felt that as soon as the figure flashed, he suddenly appeared in front of the fat man, and then the whip leg ...... My God, that posture is too chic, too elegant, and the effect is too shocking, one leg cracks a sturdy wooden stool, such a scene can probably only be seen in Jet Li's kung fu movies, and the wooden stool must have been made in advance of the props, but the animal who threw the stool clearly knew in his heart that this wooden stool was made of real poplar, and there were absolutely no semi-split lines or grooves!

This kind of force value, they have only heard it in legends, and no one has seen it in reality, but today they are finally fortunate to see it, it turns out that there are really kung fu masters in this world! It's amazing!

Everyone's eyes were staring at Meng Xinghui, even Jin Ge and Luo Fatzi, because they didn't know that this roommate who had been with him for three years actually had a stunt!

Meng Xinghui put his hands in his pockets and said leisurely: "Brothers, whether it is a fight or Chaqin is the same for me, do you want to fight or Chaqin?" I tell you responsibly that I am very upset that someone is bullying my brother! ”

Wang Yaoyang finally came back to his senses, and said in his heart, no wonder Jin Ge, the little white face, actually had the courage to come back, it turned out that he was looking for such a strong reinforcement, and he had to fight and fight, and he had to pinch with similar strength, depending on the level of this person's leg just now, they went up together, and it is estimated that it is not enough for the person to kick with that foot, and they are kicked and fought by people as sandbags, which are definitely two concepts!

"What's that...... Chaqin, we Chaqin! Wang Yaoyang's eyes purred, and he said, "Agen, bring me that piano." ”

Fei Luo finally relieved himself, pointed at Wang Yaoyang and said with a smile: "I, Kao, it turns out that you are also so cowardly, who laughed at me just now?" ”

Wang Yaoyang's face was pale, but he didn't reply, although he was arrogant, he was not **, he knew the truth that singles don't suffer immediate losses, once the two sides started to fight, they would definitely be beaten very badly, no matter whether they could get back to the field in the future, the immediate loss was decided, so he had to endure it, and first mix up the front and then try to do anything else.

Taking the guitar case handed over by Agen, Wang Yaoyang said: "The piano in the box is mine, if you have someone who knows the goods and can recognize it, our band will find another training venue, how about it?" Fair isn't it? ”

He sneered in his heart, this piano was given by a local Chinese collector when his father Wang Junyu went to the United States to perform, and it is estimated that there are not many in the whole of China, he doesn't believe that these few dirt buns can be recognized. If you can't recognize it, what if this guy can fight again? We don't fight, we say it's okay to Chaqin. Hey.