Chapter 82: The Surprising Truth of the Invitation

When the crowd of idle people in the field left completely, Zhao Yili began to look at the young man in front of him, the other party looked clear and delicate, but his face and skin were dark, he should be three or four years older than himself, and he looked like he had an indescribable feeling between his eyebrows and eyes, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The gray-clothed young man on the opposite side also looked at Zhao Yili in front of him, his face was expressionless, and for a long time, neither of them spoke, until the wind came behind him, and a car cleaning garbage came in a hurry, ignoring why there were two teenagers confronting each other in this sparsely populated alley that should have been sparsely populated at this time.

Hearing such an inconsequential sentence, the old man's car gradually moved away, and the two people who had been looking at each other for a long time suddenly moved, just like the driver on the drag racing track who was ready to go, and saw the corset of the racing girl who slowly landed.

The young man punched his chest, Zhao Yili dodged sideways, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and the other party closed his fist and elbowed, directly attacking the back of Zhao Yili's head, if this is a solid fight, look at the sobriety of the huhu shengfeng, lying down is certain, after bowing his head and flashing, the two people have a fight on ping-pong, with fast attack to fast attack, sometimes slow foot to slow foot, two young people of similar age and similar body shape fought in one place.

Different from the traditional sense of the competition, this time, the two people have the intention of testing each other's strength, and they have not thought about what they will win, so both of them rarely have the kind of lose-lose tricks that are hard to fight, but the other party is obviously also trained in the army, and there is no place where the attack is not a vital place, and the action is fast, simple and effective, but the lethality is huge, so after two or three moves, Zhao Yili, who was already extremely cautious, looked for the other party's flaws. On the one hand, the other party's jealousy level has been raised by another level.

The gray-clothed man was obviously born in the combat techniques of the field army, inserting eyes, locking throats, breaking necks, grabbing at close quarters, finger poking palms, slashing fists, elbow strikes, and knee topping, wherever he is, within his ability, they all become weapons, and killing moves are stacked, so more than 30 moves over, Zhao Yili has been passively beaten, in a defensive state, in this way, let Si Shuangshuang, who was fighting outside the field, clench his nervous hands, staring at a pair of beautiful big eyes and not daring to blink, and his nervous heart seemed to mention his throat.

In fact, the training of personal combat skills of special forces is basically a requirement to defeat the enemy within a few moves or even a move, and is not good at fighting the enemy for a long time, and the method and purpose of training is basically to require the soldiers themselves to make full use of the terrain, foreign objects, equipment, environment and many other factors that can be borrowed according to local conditions to subdue the enemy, that is to say, do not require you to fight how good-looking, how wonderful the process, only the result of victory, obviously, What this gray-clothed young man is currently using is a set of means of uniform, but if the means of assassination are used, there will be no such complicated movements, maybe Zhao Yili will not be able to hold on to it now.

Since it was a competition, Zhao Yili gradually adapted to the opponent's rapid change of attack and defense, and there was nowhere to play as the direction of the attack, and gradually began to defend and counterattack, so when he was about fifty moves, he had already played both offensive and defensive, and he was free to send and receive, and at this point, suddenly the gray-clothed young man changed his style of play again, beside him, at hand, and at his feet, all the things and sundries that could be used were kicked by him and kicked a chaotic attack that flew all over the sky, and once again made Zhao Yili scramble.

After this look, Si Shuangshuang finally saw the doorway, the gray-clothed young man didn't seem to have malicious intent, and the whole battle seemed to be feeding Zhao Yili a move, so he gradually relaxed.

Soon, after more than seventy moves, both of them jumped out of the circle backwards and stopped.

At this time, the side bosses were both outsiders, and they saw it very clearly, the two young people who had just fought each other, after the exercise, there was a compelling heroic spirit between their eyebrows, and their undulating chests were regular, exuding a strong manly atmosphere.

What's even more amazing is that in Si Shuang's eyes:

The demeanor and face shape of these two people, especially the look between the eyebrows, should have some kind of bond, and suddenly, a certain possibility came to mind!

Is it really possible that the two of them are related?

Obviously, this question, on this day, Si Shuangshuang did not get an answer, because soon, Zhao Yili sent her home first, and then left in a hurry.

Originally, there were a few words that I wanted to ask, but, for some reason, as soon as the words came to my mouth, they were still swallowed back by Si Shuangshuang.

Zhao Yili left the mansion and turned back to the main street.

Looking up, he found that the slender, cool young man who had just fought with him for a few rounds, wearing a skull hat, leaned against the front of a jeep, sometimes raising his hand with a pair of skull gloves, and as far as his eyes could see, at the end of a cigarette between his fingers, the light smoke was faint, hovering in the breeze.

Seeing Zhao Yili coming over, the young man threw the cigarette in his hand at his feet, lightly stepped on the fireworks with his shoes, stepped on the fireworks, opened the car door, got into the car, lit the fire in one go, and then pointed to the passenger seat, the side of the head, which meant to tell Zhao Yili to get into the car.

Zhao Yili now likes this young man a little bit, it seems that with him, it is easy to understand, almost no need to say anything, this feeling seems to have never been there.

boarded the car and sat in the co-pilot, but the car still didn't start, Zhao Yili thought, oh, seat belt.

After buckling the seat belt, the car exploded in an instant, ran away, and quickly disappeared on the country road running towards the countryside.

It seems that this young man has also been here, because along the way, he didn't let himself show the way at all, and half an hour later, the jeep that was running fast with smoke and dust all the way, under a series of sudden brakes, stayed firmly in front of Zhao Yili's own house.

Rao has already experienced Uncle Xu's special training, but his body still can't bear the discomfort caused by rapid racing, so he jumped out of the car suddenly, and Zhao Yili squatted on the side of the roadside stream, panting heavily, although he still suppressed it and didn't spit it out, but in this way, it looks like how embarrassed and embarrassed he is.

Sensing the sound outside the door, Zhao Qing put on a coat and pushed the door and walked out, only to see his son and a young man approaching the courtyard side by side.

Although this young man didn't talk much to Zhao Yili, he was not rude, he still carried two boxes in both hands, and looked like he was coming to string relatives.

Zhao Qing didn't think much about it, thinking that it was his son's classmate, friend or something, so he politely welcomed people into the room.

In this era, the structure of the courtyard in the countryside was basically to first pass through the gate of the courtyard, and then walk through a long corridor between the courtyards, and above the corridor, there would usually be grape trellises across the two courtyards, and then enter the rural courtyard.

After entering the door of the house, there is usually a kitchen, and on the left side of the kitchen is generally a large room, which is usually used as a guest bedroom for the owner's family, because of the rural house pattern in the late 80s, there is no special living room design at all.

Therefore, as soon as the three of them entered the house, they saw Xu Lan wearing an apron and preparing to cook.

Because he knew that his son was coming back today, the family had prepared food in advance, so when he saw his son come back, he actually brought a guest back, so he hurriedly let people into the back room, and when he was about to go out and add a few more dishes, the young man spoke.

Hearing that this guy actually opened his mouth to speak, Zhao Yili was slightly surprised, but fortunately, it was like this, otherwise he would have thought that this person was a mute.

I heard the young man speak, "Hello, aunt, uncle! I'm Xu Wenqing. ”

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