Chapter 15: Shot

Zhao Kuangchao is unreliable, only Yi Yinghuo who is present knows, she doesn't believe that an ordinary person will have the appearance of Zhao Kuangran, and she will not divide Zhao Kuangchao into ordinary people, she thinks that this man who seems to have no blood but is like a lone wolf will not at least fall here.

Zhang Zihao wanted to rely on the advantage of his body to directly destroy Zhao Kuangchao, who was obviously disproportionate to him. rushed up violently, hooked his hand directly on Zhao Kuangran's neck, pinched Zhao Kuangran's neck and pushed it back. The sports school students behind Zhang Zihao's strength have a deep understanding, otherwise they would not have accepted Zhang Zihao as the boss. But a strange scene happened, just pushed Zhao Kuang out a few steps, Zhang Zihao's movements came to an abrupt end, and only Zhang Zihao knew the Tao, and he felt that he was clearly not pushing a person of a hundred catties, but a thick wall.

Zhao Kuangchao grabbed Zhang Zihao's wrist holding his neck with one hand in an instant, and with a little force, the sports school student's face turned red, and the other hand of the dog jumped over the wall with a fierce punch, but he was held by Zhao Kuangchao, and he only felt that his hand holding Zhao Kuangchao's neck seemed to be twisted by pliers, and he couldn't pull it back with all his strength. Severe pain surged all over his body from his wrist, Zhang Zihao was spread all at once, gritting his teeth and begging for mercy, and Zhao Kuangran seemed to have the intention to make him suffer, and with force again, Zhang Zihao finally couldn't help but let out a scream like killing a pig.

"***" A few young people on Zhang Zihao's side couldn't stand it, they didn't care what they were going to fight or not, and they rushed up in a swarm, but the guy who rushed to the richest was directly kicked out by Zhao Kuang, and the red-eyed group knew that they were facing a tiger man who didn't even pay attention to Zhang Zihao.

"Kneel down and call Grandma." Yi Yinghuo danced with her hands, as if it was not Zhao Kuangchao who hurt Zhang Zihao, but herself.

Zhao Kuang let go of Zhang Zihao's wrist, not wanting to leave this young man with a great future with a lifelong root of the disease, and said disapprovingly: "Forget it." ā€

Yi Yinghuo's group of friends were also shocked, thinking about why this guy didn't take the opportunity to take revenge on Zhang Zihao, who was arrogant just now, Yi Yinghuo tilted her head, thinking about something thoughtfully, and finally scratched her explosive head, waved her hand and let Zhang Zihao, who was about to be frightened, leave.

"Stay and play?" Yi Yinghuo walked towards today's hero, but found that Zhao Kuang's chaotic expression was so good, it didn't match the screams around him at all.

"I'll be waiting for you at the door." Zhao Kuang left a sentence in a hurry, leaving like those swordsmen who killed people without leaving a name in ancient times, but the people who were obviously still excited ignored who was angry for them today, but does it matter?

Sitting on the steps of the billiard hall, Zhao Kuangran was a little confused, listening to those laughter, and he didn't know whether to rejoice in a fight, or be sad about a fight, as if he had been fighting since he came to Beijing, and he could only fight again, a turtle who knew a few broken words, what else could he do?

"What's the matter, touching your dignity?" Yi Yinghuo didn't know when she stood behind Zhao Kuangran, although her dress was not ordinary, but her mind was much more mature than her peers, probably because of her father, or because she had been living alone since she was a child.

"What kind of thing is that, you can't eat it, you can't drink it, you can't touch it." Zhao Kuang muttered indiscriminately, feeling that the city in front of him was constantly rejecting him as an outlier.

"Would you like to hear my story?" Yi Yinghuo simply sat on the steps, holding his small chin and said. The momentum is not ugly at all, but it was wiped out by this heavy makeup.

"I'll listen to what you say." Zhao Kuangran looked at the old-fashioned little girl beside him, and inexplicably wanted to laugh, but he really couldn't laugh, people who are too mature will always have different stories, or sad stories.

"What about me, born with a golden key, a domineering father, and a gentle and considerate mother, do you say that I have been blessed in my previous life?" Yi Yinghuo tilted his head and looked at Zhao Kuang and said chaotically.

Zhao Kuang shook his head, and Yi Yinghuo continued: "I remember when I was ten years old, I was my father's former enemy, and that guy chopped my mother into pieces. As she spoke, this seemingly frivolous child choked up, perhaps because her story had been held back for too long, so long that she had to confide in an unknown bodyguard.

"You know what makes me angry the most? My dad didn't cry, and found another woman, I moved out from then on, and he didn't object, he didn't care if he didn't go to school, he didn't care about smoking, he didn't care about drinking, he didn't care about going to night clubs, do you say that a man does this to the extreme? Yi Ying buried his head between his legs, Zhao Kuang sighed, he was a stubborn child again.

"At least he's given you a good life, hasn't he?" Zhao Kuangran stood up, patted his buttocks, and found that this little girl actually lit a cigarette by herself, and took a puff very old-fashioned, this scene made Zhao Kuanglan very helpless, and also shocked, he didn't understand what was wrong with this world, or if there was something wrong with his world.

"The cigarette is off, let's go home." Zhao Kuang said lightly.

Yi Yinghuo was stunned, and her expression was a little stiff, as if she was shocked by Zhao Kuang's chaotic words, how many years, this is the first person to let her put down her cigarette, a guy who told him that smoking is not good for his health.

Yi Yinghuo really snuffed out the cigarette butt, she didn't know how long she waited for this sentence, and followed this nominally her bodyguard out of this noisy place.

The two didn't say a word that night, but when they returned to Huma Pass, Yi Yinghuo said something like this: "Do you think I don't look good?" ā€

"It's very bad, your hair is straight, don't spend your makeup, don't wear this ripped clothes, hurry up and be good, maybe there is still that handsome guy who can take a fancy to you." Zhao Kuang joked indiscriminately.

Speechless all night, the next day Zhao Kuang ran as usual in the morning, Yi Yinghuo went out early, Zhao Kuangran didn't care too much, and he was not surprised by Yi Yinghuo's anti-common behavior.

Wu Ming waited for him at the staircase early in the morning, holding two bottles of water and a toothpick in his mouth, to quit smoking.

"I got up early, and my attitude is there, but it's up to you to see if you can persevere." Zhao Kuangran found that he was much more cheerful, and he didn't know what the reason was, although some things were still buried the deepest by him.

"Definitely complete the mission!" Wu Ming gave a military salute in style, and then the two of them set off one after the other, which really had a bit of a taste of performing tasks.

Wu Ming was playing tricks all the way, although most of them were for fun, Zhao Kuangran was also willing to chat with this boy who didn't have a fight. Wu Ming's body is good, of course the morning run is not a problem, in the end, this calf mentioned yƬ ran a hundred meters with Zhao Kuang, Zhao Kuangran agreed without much thought, of course, he didn't know that Wu Ming was once the record holder of the whole school's 100 meters, and if he played well, Wu Ming could almost run into 11, which completely belonged to pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Simply found a small road with few people, maybe about one hundred and fifty meters, Wu Ming had already started to warm up eagerly, only Zhao Kuang stood unmoved, and looked at Wu Ming's strange movements one after another.

"Master, do you run a lot?" Wu Ming asked, seeing Zhao Kuang running around with a Hu Ma Pass's face not red and out of breath, his heart was also a little bottomless, after all, there was a fierce man in front of him who directly knocked him out.

"I used to chase rabbits in the mountains, but after three months in Beijing, my body should be rusty." Zhao Kuang smiled indiscriminately, and also made a preparatory posture, his starting posture was very strange, his legs were only a little stretched, and his waist pole was extremely bent, like a deviated bow. Wu Ming also looked at this strange starting posture, couldn't help but laugh, and posed casually, shouting three two one by him, although Zhao Kuangran suffered a little, but this was raised by Zhao Kuangran.

"Three, two, one." In an instant, the two rushed out, and Zhao Kuangchao was still behind him when Wu Ming rushed at the beginning, Wu Ming, who was already full of the taste of victory, added his strength again, how to say that Zhao Kuangchao was not invincible.

A scene that made Wu Ming completely collapse happened, just a few points ahead of him at the start, Zhao Kuang overtook him in a blink of an eye with his strange steps, leaving Wu Ming with a back of his head, a back of his head that Wu Ming couldn't catch up with when he gritted his teeth and went crazy, does he really need to chase like this for a lifetime?

In the end, Wu Ming still lost, and there was no suspense about losing, and this frustration made Wu Ming a little powerless to struggle. He knew that Zhao Kuangchao just broke out, and if he ran completely and seriously, it might not be difficult to run into 10.5, but no matter how he looked at Zhao Kuangran's physique, he didn't look like that kind of almighty tiger man, how much strength did he have in this body.

"Your body is delayed, but there will be opportunities in the future." Zhao Kuang walked to the frustrated Wu Ming, patted Wu Ming's shoulder, and sat side by side with Wu Ming.

"Master, what have you experienced in your life?" Wu Ming finally asked a relatively high-level question.

"Bitterer than you." Zhao Kuangran only said three words, he is qualified to say these three words, not hypocrisy. 's body, which became like this, was forced out by the cold raised by that son of a bitch.