Chapter 2 Confused

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Wang Shihua and the four of them were respectfully invited to the lawn of Zhangjiabao.

From a distance, I saw the hanging couplets on both sides of the ring: 'Punch the heroes of the Quartet, and step on the Yinglong of the eight directions!' 'Horizontal criticism - who dares to come to power!'

"I'm cĒŽo, I didn't expect Zhang Cuiyun to be really...... Kindness! What a refreshing person. Wang Shirong wanted to say that she was really a domineering tigress, but he remembered Daddy's repeated admonitions and quickly changed his words. After speaking, he looked back at Wang Shihua with a weak heart. But I saw Wang Shihua muttering: "These words are written vigorously, majesticly, and very stylishly, and I have to visit this old gentleman after I am done." ā€

Wang Shirong hurriedly made up for it, and said with a smile: "Shihua, this matter is easy to do, I will personally invite him when I go back, if he dares not to come, I will directly tie him up at home." Scold! Scold! You should now put your mind on Daddy's instructions. ā€

Wang Shihua glanced at him angrily, and looked back at the middle uncle of the Zhang family, but unexpectedly, the middle uncle directly bowed his head and made a gesture of please. If Wang Shihua can read minds, he will definitely urinate, because Uncle Zhong is thinking in his heart: Miss obviously has a crush on this person, but he doesn't dare to tell him that these words are written by Miss herself.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way...... Good dogs don't do the right way, they all give Lao Tzu some death...... What to watch? Ah~! How the fuck do you dare to stare at Lao Tzu...... How? There is a kind of name, and Lao Tzu immediately leads someone to rob your whole family......"

Wang Shirong is used to being arrogant, even when he goes to someone else's land. No, thousands of spectators surrounded the ring, but Wang Shirong didn't care about it, with two guards and Uncle Jiang, the big housekeeper who had just converged, he protected Wang Shihua in the middle and squeezed forward, pushing if he couldn't squeeze it, kicking it if he couldn't push it, if he didn't listen, he would directly take out the box cannon...... Along the way, it is simply a perfect rehearsal for everyone to 'carry out the arrogance to the end'.

Such fierce gods and evil spirits, like a flood of beasts, have washed the order of onlookers into a pot of porridge. In order to avoid some people saying that the Zhang family was unjust, the middle uncle, who had to stand on the periphery, frowned when he saw this scene: Although the young lady is straightforward and hot-tempered, she has not experienced much turmoil. And this Wang family doesn't seem to be a good family, if the young lady really wants to marry her, I don't know if she will suffer?

In the ring, a strong man with a height of no less than 1.9 meters and a tiger's back touched his left cheek, which had just been punched, grinned, and rushed towards Zhang Cuiyun.

Zhang Cuiyun was also laughing, but took a small step back with her right foot.

Seeing that the strong man had rushed in front of Zhang Cuiyun, and suddenly opened his arms to give a bear hug, the audience's hearts suddenly rose to their throats.

saw Zhang Cuiyun bend down suddenly, his hands on the ground, a swallow turned over, and the back heel of his right foot hit the nose of the strong man.

"Whew!" The strong man was in pain, and he covered his nose and took two steps back......

Zhang Cuiyun was unforgiving, taking advantage of the momentum of turning over, borrowing the strength of the fight, an arrow step up, and a punch in the chest of the strong man.

"Ahh The strong man took three more steps back, stepped into the air, and fell heavily into the ring.

"Good!"

"Beautiful!"

"It's hard (awesome)!"

"Smack! Syllable! ā€¦ā€¦ā€

Thousands of spectators watched it so intoxicated, all of them cheered, and they were thunderous and applauded for a while.

Zhang Cuiyun hugged his fist, and after saying yes, he glanced at Wang Shihua, who had just squeezed into the front row, turned his head and left.

Wang Shihua also wanted to turn around and leave, but when he thought of Daddy's sigh before leaving and Grandma's snot and tears, he stopped abruptly.

"Shihua, she despised you just now, why don't you go up and teach her a lesson...... Good! Good! I don't speak. ā€

Wang Shihua let go of him at this time, and looked at Xiaomei who came with a slight frown.

"Where did you come from, come and hear about it." Xiaomei stood on the edge of the ring, her hands on her hips, condescending, and asked disdainfully, but her eyes looked straight at Wang Shihua.

"Wang Shirong, the eldest young master of the Wang family in Wangjiaping, Shanyin County, is me." Wang Shirong also lost his former tyrantism, and pointed to his side with a smile: "This is my second brother Wang Shihua." ā€

Xiaomei's face remained unchanged, but her eyes were very happy.

"Are you here to find death, or are you here to fight?"

We've all been tied up here, aren't you knowingly asking? Wang Shirong glanced at her angrily, pouted and replied, "Of course I'm here to fight." ā€

"And he that striking, he will come up."

Wang Shihua twisted Wang Shirong's collar and whispered: "I admit it, but let's talk about it first: Wang Shirong, this matter is an investigation done by you, if she is too ugly, you will marry." ā€

"Don't worry, I told the fortune teller that she's very smart."

Wang Shihua punched Wang Shirong to the ground with a punch, and he was so angry that he was about to serve with his feet, but Xiaomei hurriedly said: "If you have the ability, come up, and attack your brother below, what kind of ability is it?" ā€

Wang Shihua's anger finally succeeded in breaking through the second vein of Ren Du and rushed straight to the top of his head. Without even thinking about it, a lunge step, jumped up and jumped into the ring.

Wang Shihua didn't have the heart to compete, so he looked up and said to Zhang Cuiyun, who was walking over and holding his wrists: "Come with me, you will be my cousin in the future." ā€

The folk customs of Xiangxi and its surroundings have been extremely fierce and straightforward since ancient times: they can dig their hearts and lungs for friends, and they also work hard when they meet their enemies. The same is true in the affairs of children: passionate and unrestrained, daring to love and hate. If you like it, you can be considered virtuous and virtuous; Passing a sachet to express love is considered an ordinary act; It's bold to pull it directly into a certain pimple to do things. Of course, you have to go with her after you finish your errands, and let your family come to her house to propose, otherwise, you will be reversed.

Zhang Cuiyun was also happy, and nodded generously: "Yes!" ā€

Wang Shihua, who was distraught, was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect it to be so smooth, and subconsciously said what he thought: "I will definitely offer you as a bodhisattva in the future." ā€

Zhang Cuiyun's temper was also hot, and when he heard this, his angry eyebrows rose upside down, and he said angrily: "Which one wants you to sympathize?" ā€

An arrow rushed in front of Wang Shihua, turned his right hand into a knife, and slashed at Wang Shihua's neck.

"Good time!" Wang Shihua didn't set off with a fire in his stomach, and when he saw the other party making a move, he suddenly became angry, and he didn't think much about it, roared angrily, his body deviated slightly, evaded the opponent's attack, turned his right hand into a claw, and grabbed Zhang Cuiyun's neck.

As soon as the two of them made a move with anger, the audience below shouted, and even Wang Shirong slipped back to the front row laughing, cheering for his brother loudly.

One has a flexible body, strange and swift fist skills, and flutters like a butterfly; A righteous and calm, boxing method is wide open and closed, such as a bodhisattva into the meditation, but can see the six ways and listen to the eight directions. For a while, the two of them fought equally, but they were wonderful. The audience waited for three days, and saw that now someone can finally raise the morale of a man, and he was knocked out of the ring without being beaten out of the ring by Zhang Cuiyun with three punches and two kicks.

"Shihua, Kombat ...... Ah~! It's a pity that she avoided it...... Beware of her sneak attack......" Wang Shirong was even more excited than his younger brother in the ring, shouting with empathy. After a short while, he was already sweating profusely, and his anger came up, his eyes rolled, and he shouted: "Shihua, you don't want to deliberately release water, right?" ā€

Wang Shihua didn't react to his call, but Zhang Cuiyun reacted: I finally met a favorite, but I can't miss it.

Thinking about it, Zhang Cuiyun saw Wang Shihua hit a straight fist, and immediately leaned back, and the fist that was originally going to take advantage of the situation to dig out the heart of a black tiger was stopped abruptly.

Wang Shihua, who was dealing with Zhang Cuiyun wholeheartedly, didn't think much about it at all, seeing that there was a loophole to drill, his right fist turned into a claw, and he swept to the right, feeling that he had grabbed something, pulled it, and fluttered lightly. At a glance, it was the black sand towel on Zhang Cuiyun's face.

Zhang Cuiyun was very confident in her appearance, and after being torn off the scarf and revealing her true face of Lushan, although her face was a little hot, she still endured her shame and stared at Wang Shihua's eyes, just to see the imaginary surprise from the other party's eyes. Who knows, Wang Shihua just nodded, and didn't show how surprised he was.

Zhang Cuiyun stomped his foot angrily and ran away. Of course, in the eyes of others, she stomped her feet and ran away, which meant that the girl's family was shy, and no one thought much about it. How can you hide it from Xiaomei, the maid who has served Zhang Cuiyun since she was a child.

"Oh no, Miss is really angry." Stomping his feet lightly, he hurriedly chased after the young lady.

"Please get on the horse!" The chief housekeeper of the Zhang family, wearing a coat made of gorgeous Shu brocade, led the big white horse over and congratulated loudly. The maids and entourage, who had been waiting by the ring for a long time, swarmed up, ripped their clothes, hung red flowers, wore top hats, and decorated the big white horse and Wang Shihua......

(Interestingly, among all the people I interviewed, everyone unanimously agreed: Wang Shihua can't beat Zhang Cuiyun.) Not to mention the authenticity, but there is a fact: during the Cultural Revolution, five Red Guards came from the county, and wanted to arrest Zhang Cuiyun, who was nearly sixty years old, to criticize and fight, as a result, somehow, Zhang Cuiyun, who had endured for many years, was completely enraged, and in just one minute, he shot out all the five big men who broke into the house with his bare hands, and after falling to the ground, not only could not move, but also shrunk all over his body, and the pain was extremely painful - everyone said that Wang Shihua's acupoint exercises were learned from Zhang Cuiyun, of course, not as magical and gorgeous as in martial arts novels. It was a sensation, and people of some age in the area know that many witnesses are still alive today. )