"Ahh What is going on tonight with the underworld gang in Xinxiang City that is as notorious as the Evil Wolf Gang, first Zhao Wusheng, the martial arts master of the Evil Wolf Gang, and now there is a Xiaohai of the Heavenly Wolf Gang, although he doesn't know his identity, it seems that the level should not be low.

"What's the matter with me" Xiang Piaopiao is not stage frightened, Zhao Wusheng has chatted with her. Who else will you be afraid of

The other people in the stage saw that these people were not from good backgrounds, and they all avoided them. Seeing this, the choreographer also hid awkwardly.

He suspected that this Xiaohai must have also come to ask Xiangpiao to go out to eat

Xiao Hai smiled: "I listened to your show just now and found that you and Zhao Wusheng had a very happy conversation. I want to take you to meet Zhao Wusheng, I don't know if you are willing"

Xiang Piaopiao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay." Although she had a vague sense that she might get involved in some of the underworld disputes, she still wanted to see what the man with whom she discussed her "hometown" and had a magnetic voice looked like.

Xiao Hai smiled: "Miss Xiang Piaopiao is really generous, after this matter is over, I will treat you to a meal alone." ”

The program choreographer who listened to the next side of the director was smoking, and there were people in all industries who chased incense these days

Xiang Piaopiao was noncommittal and smiled: "Without further ado." Let's go now. ”

For so many years, it is the first time that the choreographer has seen Xiang Piaopiao agree to someone else's invitation so quickly. Did he really fulfill the old saying: Men are not bad, women are not loved, and then he thought that there was a distant cousin who was also working in a certain church of the Evil Wolf Gang, and maybe he could show it off next time.

He looked at the back of Xiang Piaopiao following Ma Hai leaving, sighed, and shook his spirits, ready to report to the senior management on tonight's excellent results.

Xiang Piaopiao sat in Xiao Hai's car, and for a while, the whole car was filled with the fragrance of Xiang Piaopiao's body.

Xiao Hai looked at Wei Wei's fragrant face when she was young, and sighed that her youth was gone, and she was old, if she was young. Maybe he'll really be tempted by her.

Xiang Piaopiao noticed that the child had been looking at her, and was a little embarrassed, and said softly: "Where is Zhao Wusheng, where are we going to meet him"

"I guess it's going to be a bit far. As you heard just now, he's in his hometown. ”

"Oh." Silence fell once again. Xiang Piaopiao looked at the white world outside the window, and the breath she breathed quickly condensed into a mist on the car window, and she playfully drew on the mist, first drawing a pig, and then a pony.

"Hurry up and try to catch up with the helpers." Xiao Hai gave the order.

The driver listened and slammed on the accelerator to increase the speed of the car to the limit.

Junko stood up. He rubbed his palm and said, "I feel like I've regained some strength and want to try a fight with you." ”

"Okay, if you win, I'll let you go." Zhao Wusheng posed.

Junzi took a deep breath, and pounced towards Zhao Wusheng with a start-up move, "White Tiger Digging Heart". The body slammed out, and Junko realized that her strength had not actually returned.

The so-called "recovery of physical strength" is only compared to the weakness at the time when he just vomited blood, and it is still 108,000 miles worse than when he was healthy.

Zhao Wusheng easily dodged this move, he could have smashed his elbow on Junzi's back, and was sure that he would fall down at once. But he didn't do it, and he was bored at first, and it would be nice to have some fun while waiting for the group to come. Second, he wanted to see how effective Junko was.

Zhao Wusheng did not fight back, and Junzi did not feel insulted, on the contrary. He thought that Zhao Wusheng was underestimating the enemy at the moment, and if he seized the opportunity, he might really let him succeed, so he used a few tricks that he was best at.

But he was still dodged by Zhao Wusheng one by one. Zhao Wusheng nodded while dodging and said: "It's really good, at a glance, you can see that you have a good foundation, but if your body is not good, your speed and strength can't keep up, and your power will be reduced." ”

Junko thought to herself, aren't you talking nonsense, and she added strength and waved her fist to dance. Zhao Wusheng nodded again, and after dodging a left hook, he wanted to comment again, but found that Junzi's foot reached his stomach at some point.

It turned out that Junzi's left hook just now was a false move. It was intended to attract Zhao Wusheng's attention. Zhao Wusheng thought that his body was so weak, how could there be any difference between virtual and real, so he didn't carefully distinguish it, and as a result, this kick was firmly kicked on his stomach.

A grin broke out of Junko's mouth. But this kick only made Zhao Wusheng's body take a few steps back, and out of the instinct of the body, after Zhao Wusheng was kicked, his arm also popped out at the same time and slapped on Junzi's chest.

"Wow" Junko spat out a large puddle of blood, drenched it on the snow, and then coughed again.

The blood stains sprayed on the white snow, like red plums in full bloom, look shocking.

Zhao Wusheng turned around and took some tissues from the car, came over and handed them to Shunzi, rubbed his hands and said, "You must not die so quickly, if you hold on for a while, they will be coming." ”

Junzi glanced at Zhao Wusheng resentfully, but he was still coughing, and he couldn't say anything, so he covered his mouth with a tissue.

It finally calmed down, and fifteen minutes had passed. Zhao Wusheng kept looking into the distance, but still didn't find anyone coming, sighed and said, "This snow is really out of place, and the traffic is not very convenient." ”

Junko looked at the pool of blood around her, felt a little eye-catching, and wanted to cover it with the snow next to her, but she felt powerless, and she wanted to cover it up, so she didn't bother about it.

Shunzi half-sat on the ground, looking at Zhao Wusheng's back, unable to tell what it was like in his heart. Hate, but not so much. Who allowed himself to be so forced to be old-fashioned before, and the cause he planted himself, he had to taste the fruit himself.

"I miss my girlfriend." Junko said suddenly.

"Who's your girlfriend," Zhao Wusheng asked casually.

"Han Bing, the chairman of the student union of the city's No. 1 Middle School, is shrewd and capable, and looks like a fish and a goose. Didn't I tell you just now" Junko was a little speechless.

"Oh, yes, yes." Zhao Wusheng said: "It's the high school student who was raised by your father." ”

"Junko really wants to die now.

"If there is still a chance, I will kill her and let her accompany you in the underworld."

"Don't, don't" Junko glared: "Didn't you say that we should have a companion in the underworld, how can there be her business?"

"What if I can't die" Zhao Wusheng said: "In case I am against the three major gang masters, I still do not fall behind, and finally easily escape from the encirclement and flee away from the country." ”

"Come on, they'll teach you what you taught me in a moment." Junko yawned and looked lazily into the distance.

Suddenly, two dark shadows suddenly appeared in the distance. Junko thought she had misunderstood, rubbed her eyes, and still saw two dark shadows, still moving this way at a slow pace.

"See," Junko asked.

"See." Zhao Wusheng frowned, and couldn't tell who the other party was for a while, but he was still vigilant, grabbed the straight, and put the dagger across his neck.

"Brother, you are wronged and wronged, when the time comes, I will give your brother a knife." Zhao Wusheng's eyes kept staring at the two black shadows.

These two dark shadows are me and Han Bing. Our car was in trouble, and we had just entered the village on the Lao Tujia side and broke down on a steep slope.

Frankly speaking, it is not easy for Han Bing's small sports car to drive here, this car can give full play to its maximum potential on flat ground, but in this snow, without snow chains, it is even more useless for heroes.

"Is it almost there" Han Bing kept urging the accelerator, but the tires just skidped.

"It's almost there." I looked at the road ahead, and little by little my memories came back. Li Sijia and I have come here to pay respects.

"Let's go, then." Han Bing was a little proud: "Let's throw the car here, and block the only intersection, so that the cars behind them can't pass." ”

"Good idea" Han Bing and I got out of the car and left here on foot, heading to the old cemetery.

The snow stopped. The world after the snow was silent, and I exhaled white air, looking up at the starry sky, and being in the middle of this vast and boundless snow, my heart was also opened.

Han Bing pointed to a few small black dots in the distance and said, "Isn't it there?"

I looked at it, vaguely saw two people and a car, nodded and said, "That's it."

Those two figures must be Zhao Wusheng and Shunzi I was excited in my heart, and I quickened my pace.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and I finally see the two people clearly, and sure enough, they are Zhao Wusheng and Shunzi. I raised my hands and shouted, "Brother Zhao is me."

Zhao Wusheng seemed stunned for a moment and asked in surprise; "How are you?"

Only then did I find out that Zhao Wusheng actually used a knife in front of Junko's neck. Junzi saw Han Bing next to me, but showed a smile like a spring breeze: "You're here"

Han Bing frowned: "You're really embarrassed." ”

"It's fine." Junko was able to scratch the tip of her nose with her free hand, and said, "It's good to see you again before I die." ”

Han Bing didn't straighten out, looked Zhao Wusheng up and down, and said, "Hall Master Zhao, look up for a long time." ”

"Hello." Zhao Wusheng saw that it was the two of us, and it was not much of a threat, and it was not the person he wanted to wait for, so he took back the knife and asked, "Why are you here?"

Han Bing looked at the blood stains on the ground, sighed, walked to Junzi's side, brushed his face with his hand, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Junko held Han Bing's cold hand: "Thank you for coming, I'm very moved." ”

Without further ado, I hurriedly said, "Brother Zhao, can you take a step to speak, I have something to tell you." ”

314 I miss my girlfriend and the person who strokes the piano