He Bangwei's recent thoughts have been on preparing to go abroad, and this time he was also moved by Sun Zhiqing's "Dacheng of another country's school", and now that the goal has been achieved, he is ready to go back, but he doesn't want these strangers to come over to say hello again.

The first to come was the short man who had just called himself "Poke Woody", with a strong black face, bright eyes, and a dexterous walk.

When He Bangwei saw him speak, he nodded at him, but he didn't answer, but turned around to leave.

Woody's face was not good, and he forced a smile to himself: "Brother He is so busy? Let me introduce you to these seniors. He deft himself and turned to stand in front of He Bangwei.

Sun Zhiqing was born in martial arts, and he knew what the habits of his fellow Taoists were, but he didn't mention Master He's profoundness, so he said that he had the character of leaving after coming here before, and he was afraid that he would not be able to deal with it.

"Senior Brother Hu, Master He still has something to do later." Sun Zhiqing smiled and went to hug Woody.

He Bangwei was blocked by Woody like this, so he stopped and just looked at him.

Hu Di smiled, pointed to the people who came over just now, and said: "Don't delay, don't delay, these are all from afar, Taiji Uncle Zhang, Baji Brother Li, come, everyone knows each other, Brother He, please inside." ”

Not quite accustomed to this person being so familiar, He Bangwei said lightly: "No, let's change the day." ”

Sun Zhiqing also followed to help: "I will send Master He, junior disciples, to serve tea to all fellow seniors." ”

Woody's face sank: "Brother He, what does this mean?" Don't you give face to your fellow travelers? ”

Who is your brother? Who is with you? Who is with you?

He Bangwei, a contemporary college student, was a little annoyed in his heart, he was only polite to the people he knew and had friendships with, and others had always been unpretended.

This will think that it will be kind to say a few words and it will involve face, sincerely, right? He stopped talking and just looked straight at Woody.

Sun Zhiqing was originally helping and didn't want to make trouble. But he was a mouthful of "Master He," but the other party was a mouthful of "Brother He," and he was also a little unhappy in his heart, so he kept silent and had the intention of watching jokes.

Children of the rivers and lakes, people who practice martial arts. It's about a righteous relationship, it's about making friends with colleagues, and the sedan chair is carried by everyone.

Hu Di came over to greet He Bangwei to introduce the seniors, but he didn't agree, this is not giving face.

Sun Zhiqing called himself a master and lowered his figure, but Hu Di called his brother, which also poked the face of Senior Brother Xingyi.

As for He Bangwei, he didn't understand these ways in the first place. Don't bother to bother with it.

At this time, the people who had seen the competition and wanted to get to know each other were silent, just watching how the scene developed.

Hu Di was annoyed in his heart, this young man didn't know who was who after winning a move and a half, and he said with a smile: "Brother He, please inside, I also have a little itchy hands." ”

This is straightforward, He Bangwei understands. He raised his chin slightly, and looked at it for the first time: "Who are you?" ”

This is also a straightforward question. Woody's face turned black and red, and he laughed three times instead.

"Okay, good, poke Woody under the foot, people give the nickname 'Yuhuanbu', please." He waved his arm in the direction of the courtyard.

Everyone heard the self-introduction this time. The tacit understanding dispersed again, and He Bangwei and Hu Di were immediately emptied.

Three cups of confidants can be reconciled, and it is difficult to look down on things in half a sentence.

He Bangwei saw that Sun Zhiqing also retreated, and frowned, this guy is not what he said before. He thought about it, but it seemed to be because of his own problems.

Just because you don't want to know these people? He was a little puzzled.

Yuhuanbu Hu Di blocked the door, as if he was afraid that He Bangwei would run away.

was a little helpless, He Bangwei didn't ask why, just took two steps back.

Then settle it and go back.

Well, I just need one trick.

Woody's face had calmed down, and he couldn't be angry when he moved, he had also seen He Bangwei's power just now.

However, I haven't really fought against each other, so who knows what's going on inside.

Woody looked to be in his thirties, and when he saw He Bangwei standing in the middle of the scene and not reporting his home, his heart was even more angry.

In the competition, it was the red belt who made the first move, and at this time, Woody was not humble, his body was short, and he sent out one step at a time.

His nickname is "Yuhuanbu", "he was born with a poke foot, and his kung fu is extraordinary."

Approaching five steps in front of He Bangwei, Woody closed his waist and hips, his hips and knees, and his knees and feet.

The two feet are first kicked, then turned, and then picked.

Tricky and vicious, straight to the crotch.

Poke the feet to pay attention to hard, fast, poisonous, ruthless, change, and tricky, Woody has already got three of them!

Bang!

Knee lifts, kicks, and last-serve first-come.

He Bangwei is a fast one, kicking Yuhuan Bu Woody.

There was silence in the courtyard, and Woody was seen flipping twice on the ground.

He Bangwei looked around, saw that everyone didn't mean to speak again, nodded at Sun Zhiqing, and Shi Shiran left from the door.

He Bangwei, a contemporary college student, is going back to brush up on classes.

I don't know whether it was shame or anger, Woody lay on the ground and got up.

Tai Chi Uncle Zhang, Eighth-level Brother Li and others seemed to have just reacted, and they all walked up to Hu Di and condemned: "It's so arrogant!" ”

"Which family's disciples!"

"I don't even recognize my fellow people in the rivers and lakes!"

……

After a while, they remembered that the master here was Sun Zhiqing.

"Sun Zhiqing, which family is that person from?" Uncle Tai Chi Sun's tone is not very bad.

Sun Zhiqing spread his hands: "I don't know." ”

"You don't know?" Woody asked, squinting.

Sun Zhiqing didn't scare him, and rolled his eyes: "He didn't say it again." ”

Woody sneered twice: "Okay, I, Woody remembered." He then walked away quickly, and several people close to him in the crowd left with him.

There were still four people left, Sun Zhiqing saw it, and hurriedly beckoned the disciples to invite them into the hall and serve tea to greet them.

After making friends and describing their seniority, after the atmosphere was harmonious, Uncle Taiji, who had not left, asked He Bangwei about it again.

Sun Zhiqing was a little helpless: "Uncle Sun, I really don't know, I just got acquainted by chance, and we have more contacts with each other." His face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he never mentioned that his face had been red and swollen several times.

Sun Taiji nodded: "That Master He, Master He, is indeed very good at kung fu." He is in his forties, and it is indeed a little difficult to call a young man "master", but when he remembers the two martial arts scenes, he still called out.

There are still rules in the rivers and lakes, and it is reasonable to have a big fist.

"Let's get to know each other again." Sun Taiji has a good temper, although he was introduced by Woody by name before, he didn't look like he was swept away at all.

"Master He's leg skills are very powerful, and he started to shake the foreigner's style with a very Tai Chi flavor, and the back kick was fast and hard, rubbing his toes hard, and Hu Di was afraid that he was injured internally." Sun Taiji closed his eyes slightly and reminisced.

"Only these few styles can be called thunder legs." Sun Taiji has no other hobbies, but he likes to give nicknames to his fellow Jianghu colleagues.

Sun Zhiqing almost didn't squirt out a sip of tea, Ben Lei leg He Bangwei?

Sound...... Sounds wrong! (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you for the passer-by A, who once gave the light blue tip.