Chapter 57: A Brutal and Unreasonable Victory
"What's wrong with you?" Both of them asked at the same time.
"I saw shit again last night."
"Beaten?"
"Nope."
"Hit him."
"Not at all."
"Then why are you crying like this?"
"You're crying, brother, is this called Shenshen? Why are you playing the panda? ”
"The little flower painting may be missing."
"Hua Xiaohua is gone, isn't there still Song Meimei. Brother, you're all right, a girl is missing, and another girl is waiting. Brother is miserable. ”
"Why are you miserable, your girlfriends dumped you en masse?"
"You've just been dumped. Last night, shit made an appointment with me, and my brother was impulsive at the time, so he agreed. ”
"Isn't it just a fight, it's the one who beats him, my brother is going to cheer you on."
"You just fought, brother is a civilized person and never uses his hands."
"As long as you're still a civilized person, don't use your hands, move your mouth, right? It's good to say, my brother will send you this ancient text, and we will scold him in classical Chinese. ”
"Cut, you're still a good student. In addition to beating and scolding, can you decorate your head with something else? Shit and I have an appointment to fight, an appointment to play basketball. ”
"Oh, playing basketball. It doesn't matter what you do, there is a positive choice, you are just a substitute. Let them go on, and if they lose, they blush, and it's not once or twice anyway. ”
"But the problem is that it was me who accepted the offer, and the captain didn't admit it, let alone play."
"Your captain doesn't admit it, ah, I didn't expect that thing to be quite thin-skinned."
"He's thin-skinned and miserable to me, looking for it, none of the regular team members are willing to play, only a few freshmen in high school are found."
"Freshman, yes, newborn calf. However, I guess I haven't lost yet, and after losing a few times, I guess there will be no one to play with you. ”
"Brother, I'm looking for comfort, are you so comforting?"
"Aren't I just comforting you, it's really good to be a freshman in high school. It's just a technical handicap, an experience handicap, and it's all about losing anyway, at most a few more points. It's okay, our buddy is thick-skinned. ”
Zhang Ziyi really wanted to hit Yang Shuxia's bald head twice, "It's not a matter of being thick-skinned, but, even if I am a freshman in high school, I only find three, plus my starting lineup is still one short." ”
"There's still one missing from the starting lineup, what do you mean?"
"I don't mean anything, that's what I mean."
"Whichever you mean, I'm not interesting."
"Don't, brother, my brother's reputation depends on you."
"What do you mean, your first name is going to be buried, and you have to pull my first name to be buried with you."
"It wasn't impulsive. Okay, tonight at half past seven, the school gymnasium, it's the brothers' goodbye! ”
Looking at Zhang Ziyi's back, at half past seven in the evening, Yang Shuxia groaned, and the time was quite tight.
The sun sets, the suburbs of San'in, the luxury villa area.
There is an underground martial arts arena in the villa area, classical style, a weapon rack against the wall, on which ancient weapons are placed, swords, guns, swords and halberds are all available.
The martial arts arena was empty, only the white-haired Yang Zhi sat on the main seat, sipping tea.
The giant Brother Chao led Zhao Yijiao and Yang Shuxia in, and followed Yang Zhi for nearly ten years, and it was the first time that Brother Chao knew that there was a martial arts arena under the villa area.
The white-haired Yang Zhi stood up and bowed, "Senior Zhao, please." ”
Zhao snorted lightly and sat down in the guest seat.
The white-haired Yang Zhi gestured slightly, and Brother Chao hurriedly served tea to Zhao Yijiao.
"Please!" Yang Zhi gestured for tea, but Zhao Yijiao didn't pay attention to it at all, closed his eyes, and went to recuperate.
Yang Zhi was not embarrassed, and slowly tasted the tea by himself. On the contrary, Brother Chao, who was standing behind him, felt a strange sense of depression, as if today's boss was very different from the past.
Yang Shuxia was looking at the weapons on the weapon rack, in today's society, cold weapons are rare, as for halberds, spears, axes and other unpopular weapons have long been extinct.
The evil one never appeared, and Yang Zhi was drinking tea cup by cup without the slightest explanation. Zhao Yijiao was not in a hurry, he was still closing his eyes and recuperating, and Yang Shuxia even walked to the weapon rack and concentrated on watching the weapon.
A strange expression hung on the corner of Yang Zhi's mouth and looked at Yang Shuxia. Yang Shuxia seemed to be unconscious, still looking at the weapon by himself.
Just when Brother Chao was about to be driven crazy by the strange atmosphere of the martial arts arena, a door in the back slid open silently, revealing the evil behind the door.
Evil was wearing a black trench coat, with his left hand slanted behind his back, his head bowed.
When the door slid open completely, the evil slowly raised its head, and its eyes opened. At the same time, Zhao, who closed his eyes and recuperated, turned his head and opened his eyes, colliding with the evil gaze.
In an instant, Brother Chao almost thought that the two sides had fought a sword.
Yang Zhi stood up, "Two, this competition is ......"
"War is war, why nonsense." Before Yang Zhi finished speaking, Zhao Yizu had already let out a loud shout, and the teacup in front of him burst.
With a big shout, Zhao stepped forward suddenly, "boom", and the ground of the martial arts arena was splashed with gravel.
A hint of horror flashed in Yang Zhi's eyes, and no one knew better than him how hard the ground in the martial arts arena was.
After stepping forward, it was a kick, and it had kicked straight at the evil face that was still behind the door.
A hint of blush flashed across his face, and he took it forward with his right hand.
With one kick, the evil right arm was broken.
The two feet, the evil dodge, the shoulders cracked.
On the third foot, the evil fell to the ground, blood pouring from the corners of his mouth.
Zhao stood proudly on his feet, staring at the evil Yiran, "You, why don't you leave your left hand?" ”
Evil looked at Zhao Yifang, his eyes were very strange, "I'm already defeated." ”
"Good!" Zhao shouted loudly, grabbed Yang Shuxia, and floated away.
It was only three kicks, and Zhao won the victory in an arrogant and unreasonable way. And the evil one didn't take out the little arm bone from beginning to end, and he didn't even stick out his left hand from behind his back.
The white-haired Yang Zhi looked gloomily at the evil man lying on the ground, and the expression in his eyes changed.
After a long time, the white-haired Yang Zhi finally smiled and said: "Evil brother doesn't have to care, he often walks in the rivers and lakes without capsizing, not to mention that the other party is Zhao Sanjiao, who is famous in the rivers and lakes." ”
Evil Ran slowly got up from the ground, stretched out his left hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and had a strange expression on his face, "You missed the best opportunity. ”
Yang Zhi looked at his hand in shock, it was a pale-complexed hand with a perfect appearance. But below the wrist that emerged from the cuffs, there was clearly a white bone with black spots, and there was no flesh.
The rivers and lakes that have been calm for a long time suddenly made waves, and Zhao Yijiao, who had been silent for a long time, re-transformed into Zhao Sanjiao, who shocked the rivers and lakes, on this night, I don't know how many people couldn't sleep.
In the capital, a red phone rang.
The things in the rivers and lakes, the things in the capital, are still too far away from Yang Shuxia at this time, what he has to do now is to rush to the school gymnasium before half past seven, and bury his wisdom for the sake of Zhang Ziyi's first reputation.
As always, we will collect and unswervingly seek to support! If the brothers who are cool to watch come and give some tips, everything will be perfect!
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