Chapter 15: The Young Beggar

"Goodbye!"

Zhao Heng took it off after enjoying the beauty hug a little, and then a reluctant smile crossed his face, bowed slightly and turned away, as if he was afraid that other girls would suddenly become and stick to him, he knew his weight and status, and his top priority was to think about how to face this cruel reality in the future. ()WwW.

Now the idea of trying to fight for twenty years less is a pure waste of energy,

"Quite a unique man"

Du Ziyan smiled like smoke from the original Bei, as bright and dazzling as a hibiscus out of the water, when she got into the car, Ding Lingling got out of the car and smiled strangely at Du Ziyan: "Ziyan, you and Uncle Zhong wait for me, I think I misunderstood Zhao Heng on the train, I will go over and apologize to him now." ”

Du Ziyan showed relief: "Okay, Lingling is so good!" ”

Ding Lingling quickly caught up with Zhao Heng, who had walked more than ten meters, and then sped up two steps in front of him, when she bowed to Zhao Heng with a smile, her tone was cold: "Zhao Heng, I don't care if you are a new Huahai student, I only tell you, don't pester Ziyan anymore, she is not someone you can befriend." ”

"You stay away from her in the future, or I'll be rude to you."

Ding Lingling scolded softly: "Did you hear my words? ”

Zhao Heng glanced at her coldly, Ding Lingling suddenly felt a chill, a chill that her hair could stand upside down, like a frog stared at by a poisonous snake, on the verge of extreme danger, when she couldn't stop taking two steps back, she heard Zhao Heng indifferently throw out two words:

"Fuck off."

Ding Lingling's heart trembled, and she subconsciously moved away from the position that she was blocking, until Zhao Heng walked out of a few meters from her, she woke up from her dazed and frightened, the cowardice just now turned into endless anger, she shouted at Zhao Heng's back: "Bastard, if you dare to stay in Huahai, Miss Ben will dare to kill you." ”

Zhao Hengli ignored her, and Ding Lingling's fists clenched slightly:

"Bastard!

In order to welcome new students, Huahai University has set up special pick-up points at the airport, railway station and bus station, so that new students from other places can arrive at the school smoothly and avoid being picked up by unscrupulous drivers.

It's just that when Zhao Heng found the reception point, the shuttle bus was just full, and Zhao Heng could only wait helplessly for the next shift, but it took almost an hour, so Zhao Heng sat there after chatting with the senior sister at the reception point, and then he found that there was also a fat man waiting next to him, weighing absolutely eighty kilograms.

The similar student is dressed up, but with his legs on his feet, his head bowed, and he is a prayer believer for those who don't know.

Plastic chair, miserable in his massive weight.

A senior brother said weakly: "Senior brother, you, sit carefully, this is the last one." ”

"Come, drink some water, the car will be there for a while."

Only then did Zhao Heng realize that there were two broken plastic stools next to him, which were obviously broken by the fat man.

The fat man didn't raise his head, his fingers pinched while calculating, and responded: "Senior brother, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, this chair will definitely not be broken again, it can just bear my weight now, and there is still so much space for two hundred grams, so don't give me mineral water, otherwise the chair will collapse." ”

The senior brother looked at the fat man's body and the slightly deformed plastic chair, although he was a little worried that it would crack into the third one, but he didn't think much of the fat man's words, this kid was also the master of blowing water, and there were two hundred grams of space, and he threw the water directly into the fat man's arms at the moment: "I don't care about this、、、"

"Smack!"

Before the words fell, the plastic stool broke in response, and the two deformed pillars shattered, and the fat man seemed to be full of experience, and bounced up when the stool made a sound, and the speed made Zhao Heng stunned, but the fat man didn't even look at the stool that collapsed on the ground, and continued to squat on the ground and chant words.

He didn't even apologize, because he just stood the mineral water on the ground.

That's really 200 grams、、、

The reception brother looked bitter, and he was extremely helpless about this fat man.

Zhao Heng didn't pay much attention to the fat man who was looking down, and instead wandered around to pass the time, suddenly, he felt a beam of eyes condensed towards him, Zhao Heng moved his steps and turned around to glance, but he did not lock the target in the vast sea of people, but when he was surprised, he felt like he was being watched behind him.

Zhao Heng didn't look back this time, but raised his watch to reflect a mirror image.

Although the other party withdrew his gaze quickly enough, Zhao Heng still caught the source of his gaze this time, he turned around and glanced around the train station, and then his gaze fell on the mouth of an alley adjacent to the train car, his eyes lit up slightly and stared at a person, a young beggar who was basking in the sun and seemed to be careless.

Zhao Heng barely thought about it, and strode over.

"Noble, it's good!"

The young beggar picked up the plate scattered nearly 100 yuan, and shouted to Zhao Heng tremblingly, although this kid looks too clean, I am afraid that he will not be a rich man, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, so the young beggar is very professional and holds the plate, pitiful like a person who has been without food for three days.

"Beggars? Hum! ”

Zhao Heng stared at the plate and sneered, then held the banknote on the plate in the beggar stunned, before he could react, Zhao Heng took the money and turned around and walked to the side of the road, the young beggar was shocked, obviously he didn't expect Zhao Heng to be so domineering, dare to grab money in public, and then shouted: "Robber!" ”

He also rushed up quickly, and in the next second, Zhao Heng felt a gust of evil wind coming from behind, and when he turned around, he saw the young beggar shrinking into inches, bursting into his back like a sharp arrow, and turning his palm into a claw to grab his neck, Zhao Heng had no time to dodge, so he had to stabilize his feet and rush out with a fist with his right hand.

The beggar was hard-hearted, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned into a fist and shook Zhao Heng hard.

The two hands collided without any suspense, and then retreated like lightning.

The young beggar did not retreat from the green brick behind his left foot, but his arm was slightly sore, Zhao Heng did not move, but a trace of praise flashed in his eyes, although he didn't do his best to make a move just now, and he didn't glow his dantian, but the other party was able to carry it was already considered domineering, and at the same time, he also judged that this person was by no means an ordinary beggar.

A trace of surprise flashed on the beggar's face, and after frowning slightly, there was a thunderous punch, which hit Zhao Heng's chest like a cannonball, not too much mystery and fancy, it was a simple single inch punch, the meaning was quite simple, and then it was hard to hit, Zhao Heng still did not dodge or dodge, and raised his right fist with his footsteps.

A dull sound erupted in the air, and the fists of the two men touched and separated.

After the young beggar's fist retreated, it spread out into a palm, and his fingers naturally shook slightly to remove the residual strength, Zhao Heng breathed deeply, his fist was slightly red but stood still, two moves, all of them were separated with one touch, no death match, no entanglement, no fancy skills at all, and the result was self-evident.

The beggar suffered a loss and fell behind.

"You beggar is not easy."

Zhao Heng blew his fist lightly, glanced at the young beggar and said, "Say, why are you staring at me?" If I'm satisfied, I'll give you a way to live. Zhao Heng threw out a few words lightly, although it sounded insincere and unassuring, but his tone revealed a situation that could not be questioned.

"When I see your bones, can't I look at you twice?"

The beggar dispersed his edge like a cold wind blowing across the earth, twisted his neck and said with a smile: "My name is Jiang Changlong, collect some reward money around here, this brother, I found out that you are a person who practices martial arts in the vast sea of people, so I was curious to look at it twice, but I didn't expect to be discovered by you, I really don't have any malicious intent." ”

The beggar also spread his hands: "You and I don't know each other, what am I staring at you for?" ”

These words make sense, Zhao Heng dispersed two points of vigilance, and then threw back the dozens of yuan banknotes in his hand to Jiang Changlong, and then turned around and left without answering, he may not see the world dirty, but he will not think that all are good people, so he did not accept Jiang Changlong's inexplicable friendship.

What's more, Jiang Changlong may not be a beggar.

"Don't stare at me anymore or I'll make you disappear."

When Zhao Heng walked back to the reception point of Huahai University with his bag on his back, the smile on Jiang Changlong's face receded like a tide, and instead revealed a touch of solemnity and dazedness, muttering to himself: "This kid is indeed not simple, not only has he had a good conversation with the daughter of the Du family, but his cultivation is also so domineering and interesting." ”

He quickly calmed down, staring at Zhao Heng's back and frowning.

Until Zhao Heng got on the luxury bus of Huahai University, he was still thinking about Jiang Changlong's every move, in addition to being secretly surprised by his skills, he was also very puzzled by his staring at himself, Zhao Heng would not believe Jiang Changlong's nonsense that he appreciated his skills, but he couldn't think of his intention of secretly staring at himself.

It's the first time I've come to Huahai, and the people I know add up to less than ten, including Brother Feihu and a group of bandits, Zhao Heng once thought that Jiang Changlong was Brother Feihu's accomplice, but Jiang Changlong used the army's long fist, and the lethality was completely exploded Brother Feihu and their streets, and they were all of different grades from each other.

Moreover, Jiang Changlong is faintly upright, and he can never be Brother Feihu's person.

In this gap of Zhao Heng's thoughts, the students from overseas in China have been talking warmly, although they are meeting each other for the first time, it does not prevent them from exchanging curiosity and excitement, after all, entering college from high school is a turning point in life, and the people in the same car are likely to be friends, so everyone talks warmly.

"Brother, where are you from?"

A peer who was half a head shorter than Zhao Heng leaned over, but his size was so huge that he was so fat that he couldn't even see his neck, his body was like a boneless mountain of meat that was two thick with his own, and his head was like an upside-down teapot, only his eyes showed a shrewdness like a fool.

Zhao Heng recognized that this person was the fat man at the reception point.

PS: There are flowers to smash old books, and there are tickets to smash new books HO, thank you.

A little digression: a brother asked me if this book was in the style of an urban marshal, and the successful answer was yes! In fact, before opening a new book, Chenggong also thought about taking other routes, playing funny style or writing an invincible stream of consciousness, but the editor broke it down: abandon your strengths and write something completely unfamiliar, and the result will only be death, what do a large number of hardcores follow you? It's your current routine. An author discards his own style, and the hardcore will discard you as well.

So the success finally wrote this generation of Tianjiao.

The routines of urban novels are basically just a few.,But success will try to make it exciting.,Some brothers said they haven't seen the protagonist's strategy yet.,I'm sure I won't write too much of this stuff at the beginning.,Otherwise, there will be aesthetic fatigue later.,Then some readers said,It's intrigue again.,So tired, so tired! So success will be carried out step by step, little by little.

In addition, the protagonist of this book will be a little less tired and restrained, more relaxed, active, passionate and passionate, and there will never be a brother who is always angry that the protagonist is suppressed by the state.