Chapter 64 Background

But Zhao Heng's glance at him made them subconsciously hesitate as they approached the footsteps, and the cold was incomparable! It was precisely because they were all fierce and fierce taekwonxing students that they all felt at the same time that as long as they were greeted by Zhao Heng's thunderous blow, they would be irresistible. ()

What kind of gaze is that?!

Deep and cold, as if burning with a cold ghost fire makes people fear to see the tragic scene of hell at first sight, after being swept by such a gaze, all the boys who rushed over gradually cooled down from the restlessness, and at the same time cooled down their courage, no one dared to do it indiscriminately.

In the silence, only the moans of the fallen brother were loud.

"Stop! What's the fuss? ”

When Zhao Heng supported the dizzy Qiao Fat Man, he saw Ding Lingling twisting her waist and walking over, her face looked as if she was owed money, she pushed all her companions to the back, and she didn't know whether she hated iron or was angry with them, and then said to Du Ziyan: "Ziyan, I'm sorry!" ”

"These are rough people, don't worry about them!"

She went to pick up Pu Dajie and whispered a few words, and then looked at Zhao Heng coldly: "Zhao Heng, don't be arrogant all the time, if it weren't for me to help you calm things down for Ziyan's sake, you are afraid that you will cause trouble again this time, do you know who classmate Pu you knocked down?" ”

Qiao Yuncai sneered and said: "Could it be related to the new president?" ”

The fat man's mind turned the surname of the first female president and he guessed wildly.

Ding Lingling snorted lightly: "You guessed right! He is the president's distant nephew. ”

Qiao Yuncai disagreed, and patted Zhao Heng to speak:

"Hitting the street is President Han's distant nephew, and Dongfang Xiong is Brother Heng's uncle."

Ding Lingling was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and the words were deflected: "By the way, Ziyan, I have already served my brother, he promised to let Zhao Heng join the Taekwonxing Association, but he has to pay a thousand dues, I spent a lot of energy, including threatening him with his parents, so he is willing to make an exception to recruit one more person, you must not quit." ()”

When Du Ziyan nodded slightly, Zhao Heng suddenly spread his hands: "I have no money!" ”

Ding Lingling's face sank, and she almost slapped her.

Du Ziyan hurriedly spoke: "I'll help him hand it over." ”

Zhao Heng ignored Ding Lingling's ugly expression, and smiled faintly at Du Ziyan and said, "Ziyan, don't help me pay the money!" I'm not going to the taekwonting club anymore. Then he swept over Park Dajie, who slowly stood up and had anger in his eyes: "Ding Lingling are all rough people, so I'd better not be with them." ”

Du Ziyan opened his mouth slightly, not understanding for a while: "Huh? You're not going? ”

Zhao Heng exhaled a long breath: "I still like the painting club." ”

Du Ziyan remembered Zhao Heng's words just now, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I won't go either." Then she raised her head and said to Ding Lingling: "Lingling, the boxing club is not suitable for me, I'd better go to the painting club with Zhao Heng, and I will call Sanshao in the Taekwonquan Club and apologize to him, I won't make it difficult for you." ”

Ding Lingling's face was as ugly as she looked, but she couldn't get angry with her best friend, she saw the cunning in Zhao Heng's eyes, so she pulled the latter to the side: "Ziyan, I'll have a few words with Zhao Heng." Then she whispered to Zhao Heng: "Bastard, can I help you pay this thousand yuan?" ”

She suppressed her anger.

Zhao Heng smiled: "So generous? Then he nodded: "Okay, if you give face like this, then I'll go to the Taekwonxing Club." Zhao Heng knew that forcing Du Ziyan to paint the society made Ziyan depressed, and he also wanted to see if there were any good seedlings in the Taekwonxing Club, after all, he was going to start building the Huahai team.

Ding Lingling let go of Zhao Heng and snorted coldly in a low voice: "People! ”

"Give me a thousand dollars, and I'll pay the dues in person when I arrive."

When the two walked back to Du Ziyan's side, Zhao Heng suddenly said again, he guessed that Ding Lingling's so-called membership fee ninety percent was made up by herself, squeezing herself to vent her evil anger, so he did not hesitate to stab it: "I still pay the membership fee personally, lest I not pay it when Ding Sanshao arrives." ”

Zhao Heng hooked his finger to Ding Lingling: "One thousand!" ”

Bastard, bastard!

Ding Lingling couldn't wait to clip Zhao Heng to death with two long legs, this guy is too sinister and cunning, and he clearly wants to squeeze himself a thousand yuan, but in front of everyone, she faced this unclear problem, and was worried that Zhao Heng would backtrack, so she had to take out her wallet and take out the banknotes:

"One thousand, for you, you remember to pay."

Zhao Heng ignored Ding Lingling's murderous gaze, and naturally put a thousand yuan into his pocket, this is the style that Uncle Feng has taught for many years, for irreconcilable enemies, then they have to die, so Zhao Heng patted his clothes and did not answer, and then smiled at Du Ziyan: "Ziyan, join the boxing club." ”

"Don't cool down Sister Ding's hard work, and I'll teach you a set of Wing Chun when the time comes."

Zhao Heng smiled warmly: "I will never fight and kill too much." ”

Du Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with relief: "Okay, I'll listen to you!" ”

After a series of things, the train encounter, the station hug, the early morning long-distance run、、、 especially the scene of the day on their backs, made each other's hearts have a warm current and an ambiguity, the love between the two is almost the last layer of paper, as long as it is opened, the love of the ivory tower will be irrepressible.

So now, although it is not spread out, the two are already very harmonious.

Ding Lingling had already smelled something, and looked at the two of them and said no more, but the depression was clearly visible. She decided to go back and discuss with her brother, she didn't want to maintain any self-cultivation anymore, and she must take down Du Ziyan with a thunderous blow, even if she took some shady means to cook raw rice and mature rice.

At the same time, self-soothing today has been achieved.

And Park Dajie also glared at Zhao Heng angrily, although he suffered a blow from Zhao Heng, which made his whole body skeleton like a falling apart, but he thought that he was not able to stand firm and was exploited by Zhao Heng, and he would be able to knock Zhao Heng down, so he stood up when Zhao Heng was about to turn around and leave:

"Zhao Heng, I want to challenge you, do you dare to fight in the Taekwonquan Club in three days?"

The rest of his companions also shouted: "Do you dare to fight? ”

Zhao Heng snorted coldly: "With you? ”

In the next second, he turned his head away, disdainful of responding to Park Dajie's challenge.

Park Dajie wanted to rush up but was stopped by Ding Lingling, so he could only stare at Zhao Heng with resentful eyes.

A villa in Huahai, where Zhang Xiaolin lives.

A huge middle-aged man leaned back in a rocking chair, squinting at the gradually setting sunset, his left hand was playing with a bamboo leaf, and his right hand was pinching the walnuts on the plate.

Then he stuffed the walnut kernel into the mouth of the bamboo leaf green, and the latter did not hesitate to put the walnut in his mouth, and then swallowed the thing with a grunt, this bamboo leaf green is very beautiful, the whole body is green, the eyes are yellow, and the pupil shows a vertical line, a bit like a cat's eyes.

When the middle-aged man smiled, three people walked in the distance.

Two men and one woman, one Song Shijie, one Zhang Ningyan of women, and Brother Feihu.

"Uncle, what are you looking for us?"

Zhang Ningyan's face was charming and smiling, looking at her own relative with thousands of disciples, she was absolutely respectful to the latter, but when she saw the grinning Zhu Yeqing, the corners of her mouth couldn't stop twitching, and Song Shijie didn't move, for fear that Zhu Yeqing would come up and bite herself.

However, Brother Feihu looked calm, covering his severed hand without any fear.

"Boss Du had someone give me a post last night."

The middle-aged man stuffed the walnut kernel into the snake's mouth with a snap, and seemed to be completely unafraid of holding Zhu Yeqing to death: "He wants to reconcile the grievances between Zhao Heng and the Qing Gang, and his attitude is both soft and hard, and the Du family seems to want me to sell face, so I invited a few of you involved to come over and see if you have any thoughts on this matter." ”

"Reconcile?"

Zhang Ningyan was indignant: "How to reconcile? What is reconciled. ”

PS: Merry Christmas to everyone in advance!