"Who are you, and why are you hitting me?"

"It's light to beat you, what's more, you don't need a reason to beat you at all, do you?

The body can't move, so he can only be beaten there like a target now, Liu Qiang's eyes keep rolling.

Hearing the voice, his eyes rolled, and finally, he saw another child who was walking over with his fists constantly grinding his fists, about the same age, but with a more immature appearance.

"Who are you? You don't want to hit me too, do you?"

Standing in front of Liu Qiang, the immature-looking child sneered: "My name is verbose, I am his apprentice, he is called nagging, the master has beaten him, how can I, as an apprentice, let the master do so much work alone? Of course, I have to share some of the burden for him." ”

When he spoke, he had a malicious smile on his face, and Liu Qiang looked at the smile, and the whole person was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

didn't give Liu Qiang a chance to speak at all, verbose was more ruthless than nagging, a fist hit Liu Qiang's nose, and in an instant, blood flowed, and the blood immediately stained Liu Qiang's clothes.

No one was distracted, and Liu Qiang felt how painful it was to punch and punch his body.

But to his surprise, this kind of pain has always been within the range of his tolerance, and it will not make him collapse.

"Ahh

The screams continued, the old nagging and immature verbosity, the division of labor was clear, one was fought from the front and the other was fought from the back, basically leaving no good place for Liu Qiang's body.

may be to catch up with the speed of the nagging that shot first, the speed of the verbosity punch is much faster than the nagging, punch after punch, and almost didn't knock Liu Qiang to the ground.

"Enough! Enough! You said you had punched one hundred and eight, and now you've had enough!"

Liu Qiang himself didn't know why, he remembered very clearly what he had said and the fists he had beaten, and although he howled in pain, he still reminded the nagging that his one hundred and eight punches had been finished.

Stopped the raised fist, nagged and shook his sour hand, glared at Liu Qiang, and told the verbosity with his eyes to continue fighting.

"Master, am I really still fighting? I'm afraid he won't be able to stand it when he wakes up!"

I don't understand what the verbose means, but one thing Liu Qiang can be sure of is that the verbose nagging master must respect the nagging, so if you want not to continue to be beaten inexplicably, you must please the nagging, or use the nagging to suppress the verbosity.

If he had been really eight years old before, he would have been frightened in the face of this situation, but now he is an eight-year-old body, but he is an eighteen-year-old mind, and immediately shouted: "Your master has only punched one hundred and eight punches, are you embarrassed to fight more? One more punch is disrespectful to your master!"

Sure enough, he had no intention of continuing to fight, and after Liu Qiang stimulated him with words, he didn't continue to shoot, and looked at the nagging helplessly.

"Master, what do you say?"

The nagging was also dumbfounded by Liu Qiang's words, the master punched one hundred and eight punches, and the apprentice fought more than the master, which did mean great disrespect, shrugged his shoulders, pouted, and nagged without continuing to urge the verbose to continue to do it.

In fact, the reason why he was not allowed to continue fighting was because he was able to admit that he was a master.

Although it was in Liu Qiang's dream, he was still very happy, after all, between them, although there was no name of master and apprentice, there was indeed a master and apprentice, and he had long hoped that he could call himself a master.

"Okay, okay, forget it this time, he still has to sleep at night anyway! And the beating is so hard that his body can't bear it. ”

He nodded seriously, and then smiled sinisterly: "Master, I only fought one hundred and five punches, and there are three punches, do you want to fight for me?"

As soon as he said a word, he immediately aroused his nagging interest, and he was eager to try it with his fists.

The nagging was excited, but Liu Qiang's face was like ashes, and his heart was dead, and in the last three punches, he was sure that the nagging would never show mercy.

I wanted to resist but couldn't move, I wanted to roar but found that I didn't know when, my mouth was sealed, and I couldn't speak, obviously, the last three punches were even more serious than Liu Qiang imagined.

"Dominate the world!"

After preparing everything in advance, he rammed two fists, aimed at Liu Qiang's left and right shoulders, and struck critically.

With a punch, Liu Qiang, who was already imprisoned in his actions, was like a floating leaf, and after his body turned in the air a few times, he fell down heavily, even more because he couldn't withstand such a strong and powerful fist, and the blood in his mouth gushed out desperately.

I didn't expect Nag to use such a powerful fist to attack, and I was shocked.

With his mouth wide open, he swallowed his saliva and asked, "I said master, are you still serious?"

Forgetting that Liu Qiang is only eight years old now, and he is just a child, he stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Liu Qiang up.

Compared with the last punch, the previous one hundred and eight punches were simply trivial, and when he saw Liu Qiang, who had recovered his ability to move, he was so frightened that his body trembled.

"Don't be afraid! I calculated just now, I will count one punch as three punches, and I will not fight today. ”

If it weren't for a dream, Liu Qiang could be sure that the punch just now would have killed him, and even in a dream, he could clearly feel the displacement of his internal organs.

But when he heard the nagging and said that he would not fight today, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then two punches of the kind just now, even in a dream, he couldn't stand it!

"If you don't fight today, you mean, you'll fight in the future?"

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, Liu Qiang thought of the implication of the nagging, not fighting today does not mean that he will not fight in the future.

While helping Liu Qiang to keep walking towards the place where they were playing chess under the tree, he thought about it seriously, and nagged back seriously: "Originally, I wasn't going to fight, but you reminded me well, I won't fight today, and I will continue to fight later!"

After saying that, he nagged that he felt ridiculous about his behavior, and he was supposed to fight in the future, but now he put the responsibility on Liu Qiang.

Liu Qiang wanted to cry without tears, and his two eyes looked at verbose, hoping that verbose could help him get out of the siege, because he felt that compared to nagging, verbose was still very good.

Waving his hand, he said to the nagging mantle, "Let him go back first! ”

When the words fell, Liu Qiang only noticed that he waved his hand, and his whole person lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, Liu Qiang was already lying on his bed, his whole body was sore and unbearable, and the pain coming from all over his body was exactly the same as the feeling after being beaten in a dream.

"Wasn't you dreaming just now? Why does your body still hurt?"

It felt like he was dreaming, but his body was still in pain, and this pain was not so much that it hurt his body, nor was it completely beyond his tolerance.

Doing it, wiping the sweat from his forehead with difficulty, Liu Qiang said to himself with palpitations: "Is it really just a dream?"

"Qiangqiang, it's time for you to go to class!"

There was no time for Liu Qiang to think about these problems, so Liu Qian urged Liu Qiang to go to the afternoon class, and Liu Qiang knew that he had slept for a quarter of an hour, but in his dream, he felt that it was only less than half a stick of incense!

Whether it is in the school or in the college, the class time is divided into morning and afternoon, and there is one day off on weekends, so Liu Qian always asks Liu Qiang to get up on time to go to class.

"Okay aunt, I got it!"

Without continuing to struggle, enduring the pain from all over his body, Liu Qiang got up from the bed, picked up his schoolbag and went to the school, and started a boring life for him.