Chapter Seventy-Eight: The First Fight
"Why are you here?"
Brother Zhang looked at Fang Ying who came over, a little strange, and his face was a little solemn, and he was even more suspicious. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"I guessed he might block you, so I followed!" Fang Ying said so, and couldn't help but stare at Wang Bao in the middle.
"Deputy Director Fang. You, can't you help, I... It's fighting him! Wang Bao took a small step back, his straight body was a little rickety, and he was also a little at a loss, for fear that the other party would not know what he was doing.
"Don't worry, the four generations of martial artists of our Fang family still have the ethics of fighting!" Fang Ying said disdainfully, and Qian'er also said with admiration: "I have to say, although you love to be greedy for small gains, you still have the temperament, at least you didn't ask outsiders for help." ”
"That's ah, let me tell you, I've always been a loner." Wang Bao straightened up and said happily.
"Why don't your fox friends come?" Fang Ying said suddenly.
"Yes, something is coming." Wang Bao instinctively stagnated, his face changed in the next moment, he turned a little red, and his eyes immediately looked at Fang Ying with fear, okay, he did look for it, but those turtle grandchildren said that something couldn't come; And when they beat college students, they felt ashamed not to say anything, and if they didn't get it right, they would provoke Fang Lan's evil star, so they refused one by one.
I knew that he didn't say that the other party was from the martial arts hall, and it was really a shame that he had been playing with them with good food and drink, but all of them were strained at critical moments, and he decided to go back and beat them up.
"You really can't change the **** of a dog!" Fang Ying sighed with a smile, it was really a shame that she believed him just now, but it turned out to be like this.
Brother Zhang listened to it so angry and funny, how could there be such a funny person in this world.
"I'm really fighting with him, the kind of single, Deputy Curator Fang, you can't interfere!" Wang Bao said a little anxiously, he was still afraid that Fang Ying would regret it after hearing it, otherwise his body would never be an opponent, and he would say that he would play single, that is, he hoped that Fang Ying would not do it.
"Don't worry, you even know about fighting, then I won't interfere, but aren't you lacking a layoff? Don't know if I have the qualifications? Fang Ying nodded, looked at the other party with some menacingness and said.
"Medium!" As long as Fang Ying doesn't interfere, he Wang Baocai doesn't care what he does, a little deflated three, it's not a matter of a fist.
"What's going on?"
Brother Zhang looked at the two of them with some suspicion, as if he had unconsciously touched the unknown side, what four generations of martial artists? What fighting? What layoffs? It's a grand look!
"Senior brother, I'll explain to you later, you take over this ring first, and I'll tell you when the fight is over." Fang Ying saw that Little Brother Zhang didn't understand a little, and said to make a long story short, and said with relief: "And with Senior Brother's ability, solving him is also a matter of one or two tricks, and it can't be delayed too much." ”
A Wang Bao who can't even win against her, she doesn't believe that the other party can hurt Brother Zhang.
Brother Zhang nodded, indeed, although this person is muscular, he is not as strong as Murakhimhiro, and looking at him, there are more possibilities for brute force, not to mention that his brain is still a little confused, and he is not a difficult character to deal with.
"You.. What are you doing? ”
Before Brother Zhang could speak, Wang Bao, who had already posed in the distance, suddenly put away his fists and shouted, if he could, he really wanted to say what kind of trouble was going on? He has posed three times in front of him, and he has been hit one after another, I don't know what it means to be vigorous, then decline, and exhaust in three? Isn't that scary?
"Deputy Curator Fang!" Wang Bao, who was standing still, stood up, lowered his head and thought about it, suddenly pulled his neck in a low voice, and beckoned to Fang Ying, looking mysterious.
"What do you do?" Fang Ying was very annoyed, didn't she know if she was on Brother Zhang's side? Why do you still talk like this, you still think you are a martial arts instructor? But thinking that he was a layoff anyway, he had to walk over.
"Come here!" Wang Bao beckoned, and when he saw that Fang Ying was leaning on the front of him, he was not close, nor was he annoyed, but cautiously glanced at Little Brother Zhang, and then lowered his voice and approached: "Deputy Curator Fang, your senior brother is really powerful?" ”
Fang Ying's eyes widened? Affection He called her over and asked such a question?
What's wrong? Is it possible to fight and see if it is strong? If it's awesome, don't fight? Isn't it awesome to go straight on?
Okay, Fang Ying's guess is really good, Wang Bao originally saw that Brother Zhang was weak and thin, this kind of person is no problem for him to fight ten fights a lot, he is bold enough to come and block it alone, but now listening to Fang Ying's tone, it seems that he is also a fool with a bluffing appearance, he has suffered too much from Fang Ying and Director Fang Da, and he has long dared not underestimate people, and now he is a little upset and bad no matter how he gets him.
"Can I pick it up?"
Seeing Fang Ying nodded, Wang Bao looked at the pads under Brother Zhang's feet with some trepidation, looked at Fang Ying cautiously and said, he knew that as long as the other party didn't pick up that thing, the ring was not established, and there was still a good chance.
"You dare to try it!"
Fang Ying said angrily, she still thought that the fight was a joke? couldn't help but raise a fist in front of the other party, making him stiffen in fright.
"Senior brother, pick up what you have under your feet!" Fang Ying glanced at Little Brother Zhang and said, and glared at Wang Bao in the middle, so frightened that he shrank again.
Well, Brother Zhang said he didn't understand, but he also guessed what it meant, bent down and picked it up and said, "Does this mean that I accept it?" ”
Fang Ying nodded, then didn't look at Wang Bao, just walked between the two, stretched out his hand and said: "The ring was established, Wang Bao challenged Brother Zhang on April 10, 2035, Fang Ying was laid off, and the two fought until one side admits defeat!" ”
"But.." Before Fang Ying finished speaking, she glanced at someone who was about to raise her hand, and snorted with a sneer: "If someone dares to be so bold as to insult and fight, I will have to skin him and tell my sister!" ”
Wang Bao's body stiffened, and after looking at his raised hand, he hurriedly shrank behind him, and under someone's direct gaze, he stopped talking, and finally stepped forward a little depressed.
"Senior brother!" Fang Ying saw that Little Brother Zhang also walked into the middle of the field, thought about it, suddenly glanced at Wang Bao, and shouted, "Lightly start!" ”
Okay, Brother Zhang was indeed speechless, a duel that was supposed to be private turned out to be like this, he didn't know what to say, but seeing that Fang Ying and Wang Bao were in good order, it seemed that the fight was some kind of ritual, and he was also a little curious, so he nodded and looked at someone: "Don't worry, I'll do it lightly." ”
"You.. Are you looking down on me? Wang Bao suddenly stopped, his courage rose, a little deflated dared to insult and beat him like this, seeing that I couldn't kill him, he suddenly shouted angrily, and forgot his cowardice just now.
"Ahh~"
Wang Bao shouted in a strange voice, like Bruce Lee, clenched his teeth, rushed forward, and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoge with a fast fist, the action was fast and sharp, mighty, fierce and vigorous.
It's just that after Fang Ying saw that Brother Zhang easily avoided it with strange steps, a raised palm immediately covered her face, and sure enough, a crisp slap sounded.
Syllable!
Fang Ying opened her eyes and saw that in the laneway, Wang Bao covered his right cheek, sat on the ground with his thigh open, and looked at Brother Zhang standing in front of him stupidly, as if he was stunned!
Wang Bao looked at the figure that was not tall, and the hot feeling on his face made him feel in a trance, as if a certain woman also slapped him to the ground with the same slap.
It's still the original formula, it's still the same strength!!
"You.. You bully! Wang Bao couldn't remember whether the person who beat him just now was a certain woman or Brother Zhang in front of him, so he hurriedly stood up and ran out of the alley quickly.