Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Duel
Liu Muhan's hand was learned from his father Liu Rongyang, in the words of his mother Li Mengzhu, the man who can cook is very charming, when he first heard his mother's words, Liu Muhan didn't understand what it meant, until one day he found out that his father Liu Yangrong could make a good dish, and he understood how his father hooked his mother into his hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
No, Zhou Nan, who had just finished packing up those clothes, heard the sound of him cooking in the kitchen and followed him strangely.
Seeing Liu Muhan wearing an apron and skillfully controlling pots and pans, just as Li Mengzhu said, Zhou Nan looked at Liu Muhan and became even more fascinated.
"Brother Mu Han, do you still know how to cook?" Zhou Nan said strangely.
"Nonsense, like our children from poor families, there are a few who can't cook, I'm just a little better than them, hehe." Liu Muhan smiled and put the fried shredded green pepper meat on the plate.
"How about a taste? I haven't done it for a long time, and I don't know if the craft has declined. Liu Muhan picked up a piece of shredded meat with chopsticks and sent it to Zhou Nan's mouth, he didn't notice how ambiguous his current movements were in Zhou Nan's eyes.
"Well, it's delicious." Zhou Nan stared at him tightly with big eyes, his eyes were as tender as water, and he had long forgotten the taste of the food.
"Uh..... Silly look at something, serve food and eat. Liu Muhan looked at Zhou Nan's eyes a little wrong, and immediately reacted to his actions just now, and commanded her in embarrassment.
"Eun." Zhou Nan nodded happily and walked out with two dishes.
"What's the matter, why did I involuntarily make this kind of action, did I like her again?" Liu Muhan shook his head, threw this thought out of his head, took two bowls of freshly cooked rice, and walked out of the kitchen.
"Zhou Nan, why haven't you mentioned your parents?" Liu Muhan asked at the dinner table.
"My dad and mom, they are doing business in other places, and they only come back once in a long time, and I have been living with my grandfather since I was a child." Zhou Nan took a few grains of rice into his little mouth and muttered.
"Oh, so you're living in this place with your college classmates now?"
"Well, yes, it's closer to the school, so it's convenient for me to go to and from school, by the way, don't mention my dad and mom in front of my grandfather in the future."
"Huh? Why? Liu Muhan asked.
"At the beginning, my grandfather asked my father to go to the army to develop and serve the country, but my father felt that his way should be taken by himself, so he refused his grandfather, so that they fell out directly, even if my father and mother came back over the years, it was just here for a holiday and left, and since my grandmother died, my father and mother have basically not come back much now."
"Oh, okay, then I won't mention it, hurry up and eat, it's almost two o'clock, we should go and give General Zhao a needle." Liu Muhan looked at his watch and urged.
"Eun, got it." Zhou Nan smiled at him, then lowered his head and continued to eat.
"Ding-dong."
At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang, making Liu Muhan and Zhou Nan both stunned.
"Huh? What's going on? Could it be that my roommates are back? But it's still early to leave school. Zhou Nan stood up and prepared to open the door.
"Come on, you can eat quickly, I'll go out and have a look." Liu Muhan stretched out his hand to stop Zhou Nan, got up and took off his apron, walked outside the door and opened the door.
"How are you?" Liu Muhan was puzzled, outside the door turned out to be Tang Ren who he had just met at KFC.
"It's nothing, I want to fight with you, either you die or I die." Tang Ren narrowed his eyes and licked his lips weirdly.
"Uh, brother, I'm in a hurry to leave now, next time, okay." Liu Muhan did not reject him directly, but frowned and said impatiently.
"I won't delay you for much longer, either you will die, or I will die." Tang Ren's tone was understated, as if he didn't think he would lose at all.
Liu Muhan was a little irritated by his arrogance, nodded, said hello to Zhou Nan in the room, and followed Tang Ren out of the door.
The two went to a nearby park, which was deserted because of the cold weather in November.
Tang Ren pulled out a soft sword from his waist, stroked the blade with both hands, and looked up at Liu Muhan excitedly, regardless of the blade cutting through the skin of his palm.
"Where's your weapon?"
"You don't need weapons yet." Liu Muhan despised him and said.
"Humph! Then you will suffer death. Tang Ren snorted heavily, shook his sword, and rushed towards Liu Muhan.
A soft sword was like a wind blade, tearing through the air and stabbing at Liu Muhan's head.
With his sensitive perception, Liu Muhan easily dodged his attack, stretched out his right hand, and fiercely pushed it towards his right hand holding the sword.
Tang Ren seemed to have expected his movements, his right hand shook, and the soft sword deviated from its previous trajectory and continued to attack Liu Muhan's side face.
"Humph!"
Liu Muhan let out an angry snort, and gently turned his body in the direction of the soft sword, causing the tip of the sword to instantly slash in front of his face.
Then he exerted force on his waist, and while Tang Ren was not exhausted in swinging the soft sword, he kicked him in the abdomen.
"Boom!" Liu Muhan's foot felt as if he was kicking on an iron plate, and he made a strange sound.
After Tang Ren took Liu Muhan's kick, he didn't know how to unload some of the impact, so he stopped after only six or seven steps back.
"Enough!" Tang Ren patted the footprints on his abdomen and exclaimed.
"Come again!"
Tang Ren rushed up again, to be honest, if Liu Muhan wanted to defeat him, he couldn't use so many tricks at all, he just wanted to try how much ability this young man named Tang Ren had.
The soft sword shook and stabbed again, and this time Liu Muhan moved, kicked the ground, twisted his body in the air, and kicked at Tang Ren's door.
Liu Muhan went out with all his might, Tang Ren only felt that the picture in front of him was blurry, Liu Muhan seemed to teleport, but suddenly the big foot appeared in front of his eyes.
Tang was startled, his right hand turned lightly, and the soft sword also slashed towards Liu Muhan's leg at a very fast speed, but he was fast, Liu Muhan was faster than him, and his left foot kicked on his right wrist, and the huge force made him unable to swing the sword in his hand at all.
Then Liu Muhan's heavy right foot kicked his front door, so that he didn't lift it up in one breath, and his body turned out.
What surprised Liu Muhan was that the kick he kicked Tang Ren's wrist had almost exhausted all his strength, but he was able to endure the severe pain and not let go, and he still had the strength to swing his weapon at him.
"Poof!" Tang Ren spat out a broken tooth from his mouth, and there was still a little blood stain on it.
"Forget it, you can't beat me." Liu Muhan turned his head and prepared to leave.
"Fart, I said, either you die, or I die." Tang Ren still didn't give up, tore off a piece of cloth from his body, tied his trembling right hand, and began to hold the sword in his left hand.