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Wen forgave made a mistake, his feet were firmly clasped on the ground, and he stretched out his right hand to hold it with the strong man. This kind of wrist wrench is more laborious and arduous than having a support point, but the advantage is that it can mobilize the strength of the whole body, and the force can be unloaded from the feet to the hands.

Only compared to strength, glaucoma and cataract can also see the huge gap between the two, but what everyone doesn't know is that Wen Forgiveness has achieved a small success in learning internal boxing, as long as the lower plate is stable, the upper body can continuously replenish strength, and it is first-class in terms of endurance.

"Pour!" The strong man shouted violently, the green tendons on his wrists and arms burst out, and his face was instantly red, it was obvious that he wanted to break it with one blow.

Wen Liang only felt a great squeezing force coming from his hand, and it spread rapidly along his fingers and wrists to his entire right hand like electricity, becoming painful and numb, and he could hardly exert any strength. The face also turned from white to blue in an instant, and then to red, and finally it was like applying a thick layer of lime powder, revealing a penetrating grayish white.

"Good!" The red monkey and Hou Qiang immediately clapped their hands and shouted, and Mu Shanshan said in a gloomy voice: "Strong man, abolish his hand, and the bonus will be doubled!" Of course, this waste does not mean to cripple his hand, he thinks about it, but after all, the strong man is not undefeated in the East, Mu Shanshan means that he wants to use his greatest strength to make Wen Forgive's hand hurt for a week or two. With Zuo Yuxi's slap last time, Mu Shanshan didn't want to make things too big, and now what he has to do is to torture and forgive him mentally and mentally, so he put forward the bet that whoever loses will call his grandfather, and he will slap his face when he beats someone, which is an undoubted creed!

Wen Yu secretly snorted, two months of hard training was finally not in vain, his feet were pressed and retracted, and his right hand stood firmly in the air, not defeated by the strong man's swift blow.

The strong man was taken aback, he never thought that his invincible nirvana stunt did not overwhelm this kid who looked weak, thinking of Mu Shanshan's promise, his heart was in a hurry, regardless of the wrong step twisted his waist, poured all his strength, and pressed over with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The crowd booed again, is this still a wrist wrench? This is obviously using his own weight and all his strength to bully people, but the rules are always in the hands of the many people, Mu Shanshan does not speak out, no one dares to say that this is unfair, it is a big deal that you can be gentle and forgiving.

Wen Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing that the opportunity had come. When the strong man's footsteps were floating and the lower plate was unstable, he gently pulled his right hand back, and then suddenly pressed it in the opposite direction. This is the reward of his two months of hard work, and it is also an unreserved counterattack after gathering a little spirit, the strong man is pressing all his strength to Wen Liang's right hand, but he retracted it back, and his whole body strength immediately pounced, his body staggered forward with inertia, and a strong force suddenly came to the surface, and his right hand involuntarily crossed an arc with Wen Liang's advance, and hit his chest heavily. In an instant, as if hit by a high-speed train, the strong man's body slid and his feet slipped, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

In the eyes of others, the strong man used all his strength to deal with Wen Liang's hand, but with a wave of his arm that others didn't care about, the whole person fell to the ground lightly. Especially just now, the black and red monkeys made a lot of nonsense, and Mu Shanshan increased the price on the battlefield, and the words were still in his ears, but the ending was so unbearable. Even before the smiles on the faces of the three of them dissipated, the battle was over, this is not called a slap in the face, what is it called?

If it is in the Internet era, the hearts of the audience will sound at the same time: This is called pretending to be B and pretending to be S.B, right?

The strong man got up, faced Mu Shanshan's surprised expression without shame, and hid behind the crowd with a shameful face, so naturally don't mention the bonus or anything.

Wen Liang clapped his hands and picked the corners of his lips, and his disdainful attitude was clear at a glance. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Mu Shanshan, if there were few people, he wouldn't mind saying a few powerful words to express his disdain, but now there are so many people, and he swears like the other party, and there is no reason to lower his level!

"Just have a fart to have strength, this game is to bet on table tennis, Liang Bo, you go." Mu Shanshan's eyes erupted with fire, and the more he was relieved, the more angry he became.

A boy with eyes came out in response, shook his finger at Wen Liang very arrogantly, and said, "11 to 0!" ”

Lao Buxiu, a sophomore in high school, exclaimed, and asked amusefully: "What, is this Liang Bo very powerful?" ”

"Liang Bo, you don't know? Brother, you're new here, aren't you? Lao Liang is a celebrity in the second year of high school, a racket swept through Qingyi Middle School, and he is our famous ball bully! What, you don't understand the ball bully? It's the kind that dominates the platform and never comes down...... Emperor! ”

Table tennis was extremely popular in high schools in the early 90s, and the most lively place was the table tennis court during recess or after school, except for the basketball court. Qingyi Middle School deliberately built nearly 30 table tennis cases on the side of the playground, but it is still in short supply, often when two people play, there are more than a dozen around the side to wait in line, so a model was born: sitting in the village! That is to say, the 11-ball system, two people play, whoever loses will step down, and the alternate will be added. Of course, in order to avoid some rookies fishing in troubled waters, you must pass an exam before you want to go on stage, and the emperor who sits in the bank serves a goal first, and you can start the game only if you win.

All these have created the table tennis culture of Qingyi Middle School, but unfortunately, in the new century, this culture has gradually disappeared under the impact of the Internet.

Wen Liang smiled and took the racket he handed over, thinking that when he and Tan Yu swept the table tennis arena in various university gymnasiums, these guys had forgotten how to hold the racket, right? Especially now the coordination of the body, control, eyes, and speed are not the same, and I dare not say anything else, at this time, no matter how NB is the ball bully, you don't have to pay attention to it, so ......

The end was already predestined.

11 to 0, the eyed man predicted very accurately, but he miscalculated the outcome of the game. The erratic maneuver, the neat swing of the racket, and the brilliant smash of the ball took only three minutes to finish the game!

The sophomore in high school rubbed his eyes unbelievingly, his mouth was open enough to almost swallow a penguin, and the classmate who didn't understand anything that he had been fooling for a long time stabbed him and said, "Dude, this is the emperor who dominates the platform and never comes down?" Dog skin plaster, you can't get down if you die, right? ”

These words reached the ears of others, and suddenly there was a burst of snickering laughter, the Chinese people have always sympathized with the weak, especially Wen Liang in the case of not being favored by an absolute advantage to turn the tables, but also won everyone's unanimous favor, although they did not dare to blatantly come out in support, but a few laughs to add a little blockage to Mu Shanshan, it is still okay.

11 to 0, an extremely embarrassing score, Liang Bo was so sad, he never thought that he could lose so completely, especially Mu Shanshan's face that was about to explode made him depressed, he didn't have to think about the good reward, and he didn't have time to care about the ridicule of others. The only thing he prays for now is: Mu Shanshan must not hold a grudge against him...... He has friends who are in Mu Shanshan's circle, and he knows the other party's ruthlessness better than others.

Mu Shanshan's face was blue, and the man with his eyes didn't dare to raise his head, so he slipped to the side of the strong man to find comfort from his brother in distress. Wen Liang threw the paddle, walked to Mu Shanshan, admired his expression, and said lightly: "Boy, three fights and two wins, kowtow and call grandpa!" ”

Mu Shanshan stared at Wen Liang deadly, his rough face almost touched Wen Liang's nose, and he spit out two words fiercely: "Don't count!" ”

Wen Liang laughed, took a few steps back and pointed at him and said with a smile: "A rookie will always be a rookie, and dog meat will never be on the table...... Okay, then let's win or lose, just according to what you said, bullfighting, you and I go head-to-head! ”

Mu Shanshan was shocked by the table of the first two games, his eyes rolled and said: "I can't see the technology alone, we have the ability to 3V3!" ”

Wen Liang looked at him coldly, even if Mu Shanshan was shameless, he also knew that he had already lost face by talking as a fart several times today, and he said regardless of it at the moment: "What, are you afraid?" ”

"Okay, I'll take a step back and just 3v3. But I don't have any teammates now, and in a week, it's still here, and I'm waiting for you to call grandpa! ”

Mu Shanshan didn't lose a loss, and said viciously: "Grandpa is waiting for you!" ”

He doesn't believe that a junior high school submissive boy, an incompetent guy who is ridiculed and despised, even if it is a little different now, it is almost impossible to find teammates who can cooperate in a week!

Basketball is not a one-man sport.

Mu Shanshan took his subordinates away, his attitude was as arrogant as ever, and those who didn't know thought they had won a big victory.

The onlookers gradually dispersed with excitement or boredom, and as soon as Wen Liang turned around, he saw the high steps on the side of the playground, two people standing side by side, their skirts flying, young people in white clothes, and the sunset secretly sprinkled pieces of red from behind, setting off the two of them like fairy partners, picturesque.

Ji Su, Gu Wenyuan.

Always the best combination that attracts everyone's attention in this era, there is no one!

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