Seeing Cao Getong's unusually happy, Lin Ziteng rolled his eyes and asked Old Man Cao for credit: "Old Man Cao, I helped you find a good apprentice, shouldn't you give me some reward!" "Cao Getong has no grain and no rice, only a real kung fu, of course, the only thing that can reward him is martial arts, this kid can speak.

Cao Getong actually said very happily this time: "Little slippery head, reward you with a set of kung fu for eighteen drops in clothes, and come over with me tomorrow to learn." ”

Mu Wenhao hurriedly pulled Lei Cheng over, and said with a smile to Cao Getong: "This is my sworn brother Lei Cheng, his surname is very good, and the master will also give him a chance to learn some kung fu to defend himself, okay?" Lei Cheng also has a special ability, Mu Wenhao naturally hopes that he can learn some martial arts to defend himself, and he has a short temper and is easy to conflict with others, and a little self-defense skills also makes him a little less worried.

Cao Getong hesitated for a moment, obviously not happy, but the new apprentice begged for it, and the master still gave him some face: "Okay, but you can only learn this kung fu of being clothed and eighteen falls, and you won't mention other kung fu in the future." ”

Mu Wenhao was overjoyed, and hurriedly pulled Lei Cheng to kowtow and thank him.

Walking out of the gate of the big temple, a voice sounded in Mu Wenhao's heart: "Wang Meng, brother will never be driven away like a dog by you in the future, and the enemy of the cheetah, I Mu Wenhao, will definitely return it twice!" ”

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The next day, in an ancient open-air temple in the suburbs, the fists were blowing, the clothes were fluttering, and the sweat beads on the faces of the three young people under the sun were shining, but no one stopped to wipe the sweat and drink a sip of water.

An old man with crane hair and a childish face stood aside, quietly watching the comparison of the three young men, with a slight smile on his face, and in less than a morning he was able to comprehend the two sets of movements in the eighteen falls of the clothes - the oblique single whip and the jade girl shuttle, I have to say that they all have extraordinary talent in martial arts.

"In vain, you fight with Little Slippery Head alone."

As soon as Cao Getong's voice fell, Mu Wenhao and Lin Ziteng immediately turned to look at each other and put on a confrontational posture.

"Let's go."

Lin Ziteng let out a low shout, and quickly hit Mu Wenhao's chest with his right fist, Mu Wenhao slightly sideways hung Lin Ziteng's right elbow in an arc with his right arm to the left, and then hit the right side of his neck with the back of his palm, and at the same time pressed his right foot forward to the outside of his left foot, and combined his strength up and down, and fell him backwards.

It's a pity, Lin Ziteng has a bit of martial arts skills after all, although he stumbled, but he didn't fall, after stabilizing his body, he pumped his right fist to the right side of Mu Wenhao's face, Mu Wenhao hurriedly stretched out his arm to block, Lin Ziteng suddenly changed his move and used his left hand down to pick up his arm, and at the same time stepped on his right foot to cover his right foot, and pulled back his right palm to hit his chest, causing him to fall backwards.

This move was too fast, although Mu Wenhao knew that this was the "Jade Girl Shuttle" he had just learned, but he had no way to deal with it, and he fell to the ground with a "snap".

Lin Ziteng said with a strange smile: "Concession, concession!" Mu Wenhao touched his aching buttocks and gave him a white look: "Sample, next time you will definitely fall below your stinky tofu." ”

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After another five days, Cao Getong's eighteen strokes were finally taught, although he was not necessarily very proficient, but as long as he worked hard in the later stage and then consolidated, it was more than enough to deal with some ordinary gangsters. Now that the task of getting dressed has been completed, Cao Getong naturally drove Lin Ziteng and Lei Cheng away, and he didn't want them to continue to delay the apprentice's martial arts learning time.

Having just tasted the pleasure of falling, Mu Wenhao thought that the master should teach him "Gecko Skill" or "Little Bird Skill" next, but what he didn't expect was that his good life was over, and what was waiting for him was the hardship of Yugong moving mountains.

Next, he did not wait for the master's "gecko gong" and "little bird gong", waiting for the "iron plate gong", the old guy tied a thirty-pound iron plate on his back, ran in the field for two hours in the morning and afternoon every day, and added another one three days later, five days later, he found that he had become a snail, not only the appearance of the "shell" on his back, but even the white face was tanned into a snail.

But it doesn't matter if a man is snail-colored, at least it can be called masculine! There is always a good reason to hear everything, just like Old Man Cao's "Iron Plate Gong" is called "the foundation of martial arts".

Although he knew that "a journey of a thousand miles begins with an iron plate", he just wanted to learn a little self-defense skills, and he didn't want to become Zhang Sanfeng or Bruce Lee, and walk alone in martial arts, so after playing the snail this afternoon, he asked Mr. Cao for leave for an excuse, saying that he would go home tomorrow.

In fact, it's not an excuse, my mother's health has never been very good, and she should have gone home to see it, especially after the moonlight song in the theater, his desire to go home was even stronger.

Although the old man was strange, he also had a human touch, and he readily agreed.

Mu Wenhao happily returned to the dormitory, washed away the smell of snails all over his body, put on a bright suit, and looked in the mirror, hey, finally not like Mr. Cang's little white face, but a bit like Stallone, black enough, wild enough!

After dinner, looking at his watch, it was past five o'clock, the sunset outside the window was infinitely better, and at this time, the feeling of homesickness was full of nostalgia in his heart, Mu Wenhao decided to go home now, go home for the night - he has always felt that only by spending the night at home can he really feel home.

Before going home, you have to go to the bank to transfer a sum of money for your mother, and the standard for judging whether children are filial or not in the countryside is often to look at the amount of money given to the elderly, and these deep-rooted ideas have not changed for many years. But he didn't care about that, but the family really needed money to build a new house.

On the road, passing through the south gate of the cultural square, I finally saw an industrial and commercial bank, although the bank hall has been cleared under the gate, but the ATM can transfer money, Mu Wenhao was busy parking next to it, and transferred a sum of money to the ATM, and by the way withdrew 10,000 cash.

Just as he put the cash in his pocket and walked out of the ATM area to the car, suddenly a white figure floated towards him, and it was very fast.

Two words came to his mind immediately and instinctively: "Robbery!" ”

Joke, of course, an attack in a bank is a robbery, even with your toes. At this time, the figure had arrived at his side, and hugged him, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly used the strongest trick in the eighteen falls of the clothes "interception tripping buckle", the right foot stepped into the opponent's front foot tripping buckle, the body leaned forward and sank, and suddenly turned with the body and exerted force to the left and down, so that the other party was dragged and fell to the ground.

Although he only had one percent of the kung fu of eighteen drops in his clothes, the effect was still immediate, and all of a sudden, he threw the other party into a buttocks and screamed in pain, Mu Wenhao fixed his eyes and saw that there was a beautiful woman in a white gauze dress sitting on the ground, which seemed a little familiar.

Before he could think about it, the beauty turned her head to look behind her, her face showed a look of horror, she suddenly stood up, and pounced on Mu Wenhao again, and before he could react, a cherry mouth suddenly kissed his lips.

Forced kiss?!

Mu Wenhao was completely stunned, it is not uncommon to rob money in the bank, and I am afraid that only he has encountered the kiss. What's even more rare is that the kiss is still a superb beauty.

"Drop in!"

Just as his mind was blanked by the sudden encounter, the beautiful woman suddenly heard a slight trembling voice, and then she leaned forward and her little face almost pressed against his.

Wow! It's really the best, and I don't think you're committed enough to kiss you! If you want to put it in, Mu Wenhao decided to go out, stretched out the tip of his tongue and pried open the gap between her teeth, the tip of his tongue rolled in her tongue cavity like a loach, and he didn't dare to say anything else, but he was absolutely first-class in terms of "tongue skills", he couldn't eat grapes in those three years, but he licked the grape skin countless times.

In order to prove his dedication, his hands could not be idle, and after rubbing her waist a few times, he withdrew his right hand, stretched it straight to his chest, and swam across the twin peaks, slowly passing through the bra, holding a ball of softness. At this time, the beauty's body trembled slightly, and even her breathing became short, she reached out and wanted to pull away the hand on his chest, but that hand was full of strength and had no intention of retreating, she regretted it a little at this time, she really shouldn't have asked him to invest, but who would have thought that he would go straight to the "point" as soon as he put in.

At this time, the two of them are like a little couple who kiss passionately in the beautiful scenery at dusk, although they are next to the bank, but they are also at the gate of the square, this kind of passionate moment is staged repeatedly, and others are not used to seeing it.

Under the soft stimulation, Mu Wenhao became more devoted, from one hand to both hands, kneading the double peaks full of bullets, and from top to bottom, his fingertips swam to the lower abdomen like a live fish, at the same time, a heat rose on his body, and "Xiao Mu" had risen and was above her lower abdomen.

The beauty's body suddenly stiffened, and she reached out to squeeze his waist hard to stop him from further action, but her eyes glanced back, and her open hand clenched into a small fist.

"This big bastard, he really did a fake show!"

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