"Iron Fist Seven - Senior Brother."

Sun Zhiqing looked over, and a young man in his twenties walked over from the east, it was Guo Jie.

"Don't call me Iron Fist Seven ......" Sun Zhiqing rolled his eyes, he was already depressed enough.

Guo Jie said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't worry, it's okay." ”

Sun Zhiqing was slightly relieved, as Guo Yunshen's bloodline, although Guo Jie's martial arts talent is not very good, he still has some power in Luzhou City.

I saw Guo Jie make a phone call, and soon someone came out of the city bureau and picked up the four of them together.

The nature of the fight was not serious, and when it came to the bureau, the matter was quickly resolved, and the junior brother was released.

However, before leaving, Sun Zhiqing saw that the policewoman Chu Yun looked at his group of people a little strangely.

A few people were just about to walk out, when they saw Chu Yun walking over quickly and said, "You are their senior brother?" Awesome? Leave your phone number. ”

Sun Zhiqing left the phone, and he felt that the eyes of this policewoman were very inquisitive about her group.

Out of the game, Sun Zhiqing and the three juniors and disciples were a little wilted, only Guo Jie was still elated.

"Senior brother, take me with you when you go to the martial arts competition again." Guo Jie demanded.

This is a trivial matter, and Guo Jie, who has just helped him, Sun Zhiqing will not refuse.

"Great, Iron Fist Seven, Punch Muay Thai, Foot Jiu-Jitsu, I want to see the style of Xingyi Fist!" Guo Jie also knows his talent, but as a descendant of Guo Yunshen, his feelings for Xingyi Quan are naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

"Well, okay, you can follow me for the next few days, and I'll point you in again." Sun Zhiqing took the initiative to say.

Guo Jie was in a very happy mood, although he didn't play well in Xingyi boxing, but he was also very happy to see other people's Xingyi boxing.

Chu Yun watched the backs of these people disappear outside the gate of the city bureau. I was thinking in my heart, these people seemed to be practicing martial arts, and I didn't know how far they could go. She remembered the stone murder weapon in the Double Ten case.

After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to ask the only person she knew who was good - He Bangwei, but just when she wanted to dial it, she changed her mind again. That guy doesn't seem to know much. Forget it, let's tell Brother Gu Bei the news.

……

He Bangwei is currently teaching Joss "foreign language" in a café, and the lingua franca of the continent has a linguistic system that is different from every language in the world.

It's like the difficulty of foreigners learning Chinese, even worse.

Joss had a bit of a headache to learn, and the language of this small language was too much trouble.

She has been studying for almost a month, and her progress is still relatively small.

He Bangwei didn't lose his patience, he was a little open anyway now. After no longer going to English classes, he had time to teach his two apprentices slowly.

Speaking of which. It's good to say that Joss is studying literature here, and he can always learn it if he learns slowly; But what should Li Momo do there?

Li Momo is not bad at learning, unexpectedly, her learning speed is not slow, but what she wants to learn is "only killing people and not performing", and now this kind of teaching can only teach her some kung fu frames, but she has not learned the inner core of what she wants to learn.

He Bangwei listened to Qiao Si's clumsy repetition of syllables, while pondering how to make Li Momo have that spirit.

I want to practice killing techniques. Murderous intent first.

Li Momo has an egg, she is a good student who grew up under socialism. Where did you get the courage to kill?

This made He Bangwei a little headache, where could she practice killing courage in this kind of society?

Joss felt that the atmosphere was a little cold, coughed lightly, and said pitifully, "This is too difficult...... How did I suddenly become stupid! ”

Coming back to his senses, He Bangwei glanced at the girl and said expressionlessly, "Go on." ”

"It's cold-blooded. It's so cold, it's so inhuman! Joss muttered.

In some ways, she was right.

He Bangwei was thinking about his underage apprentice, and when he thought about it, he saw her appear outside the café.

Today is the weekend, and I was supposed to continue by Swan Lake. But Li Momo went to school temporarily, so He Bangwei asked her to come to the café to find herself.

After getting along with Popi Wufu for a while, Li Momo realized that he really had no other intentions, except for the fact that the branches were a little painful during the practice, there was nothing out of the ordinary, and she was at ease to learn the national arts.

It's just that she still hasn't given a good face, and her brother's matter has produced a knot in her underage heart.

She always felt that if she hadn't met He Bangwei, her brother wouldn't have had an accident that day, he wouldn't have gone to the gym, he wouldn't have crossed the street, he was still just a high school student who was keen on national arts but never learned national arts, instead of being like now, he became a person who learned national arts.

There is no assumption in history, for the twin brother who grew up together suffered a traffic accident, Li Momo's depressed emotions have been suppressed in his heart, until he learned national art from He Bangwei It turned into some motivation to do what his brother did not complete.

Qiao Si had to make Li Momo a cup of coffee, and then looked at her and He Bangwei with the same paralyzed face, and felt ridiculous.

These days, Yang Yang mentioned that he was teaching this girl martial arts, but it was not until I saw it now that I found that this girl's expression was similar to Yang Yang, and Qiao Si laughed in his heart.

"You go on." He Bangwei's voice came, but Qiao Si didn't feel that he was ruthless, but felt that his paralyzed face and the girl next to him were contrasted, cute.

Li Momo lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, as a high school student, she can often use coffee.

So, she found that the coffee here tasted much better than her own instant taste.

can only say, is it worthy of coffee in a café, Li Momo thought about it distractedly.

"You should apply it." He Bangwei said to Li Momo.

If you don't have the courage to kill, then practice practicing your hand gall first.

"How?" Li Momo asked coldly.

He Bangwei is silent, how to apply it?

Li Momo watched this man fall into thought, and sneered in her heart, splashing the skin and martial arts!

In her heart, He Bangwei, a man, is the image of a martial artist, and he is obviously not very good at using his brain.

"That's a problem." After being silent for a long time, He Bangwei said solemnly.

Li Momo looked up at him, waiting for his next step, but there was no movement for a long time.

"I'll think again." He Bangwei really couldn't think of it, so he could only say that he planned to go back to the dormitory and search it on Baidu, and the Internet seemed to be omnipotent.

With a direction in his heart, he no longer dwelled on this problem, drank the rest of the coffee in one gulp, and said, "Let's go, I'll teach you another posture today." ”

Li Momo got up first, and she sat on the side of the aisle, closer to the door.

He Bangwei said goodbye to Qiao Si, looked at Li Momo who was walking in front, and suddenly felt that this girl's figure seemed to be a little plumper than when they first met.

Well, it's all my credit. He thought so.

I am a good Master. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you luoke000, a middle-aged literary man who is not very literary, was struck by lightning 2, how to name this, and the reward of "Jungle" Amakusa.