'Hole tom!!' ’

Mex's fall was a bit hard, and he almost lost his breath. Dizzy and dizzy, lying on the ground in a hurry, the rabbit kicked the eagle around, and after the eyes were right, he found that Zhuo Yang did not take the opportunity to pounce on him, but left him two meters away, standing aside with a coffin face, hooking his fingers at him.

"Get up, keep fighting."

I knew from the last time that this kid was a tough guy, and Zhuo Yang had never met that kind of strength that refused to admit defeat, which also made Zhuo Yang have a great sense of fun. Sure enough, Mex's eyes were red and he rushed over again, and he didn't even get fully steady.

Two consecutive left and right hooks, Zhuo Yang swam his body and flashed to Mex's side, his right bent arm clamped his neck, twisted his body and his back to the side, bent his legs and knees with his right hip to close to Mex's body, and then squatted down with both legs, bowed his head and threw him up again after his back. In modern martial arts, this is called a neck and back fall, and traditional Chinese martial arts call it a hall and a house.

After falling three meat and five vegetarians, Mexs still quickly turned over and got up, although his steps were a little staggering, but he still puffed out his cheeks and punched Zhuo Yang with a fierce left straight punch to the door. Knowing that his punch was followed by a swing kick from the low side of his right leg, Zhuo Yang turned his head and used his left arm to go up, and at the same time, his body moved slightly, and he stepped forward and put this straight punch on his shoulder. Mexes habitually raised his right leg, but he lost the target of the attack, and before he could be stunned, Zhuo Yang pinned his left leg and leaned on his shoulder, while his left big arm stretched out and hit his chest.

Fell again, facing the sky on his back.

Mex punched out the right punch, and Zhuo Yang hugged his waist and back; Mex's double wind pierced his ears, and Zhuo Yang fell through his arms and backs; Mex's leg was raised and kicked, and Zhuo Yang took the leg and transferred the pressure. It didn't take much effort, and Mexx had been thrown out more than a dozen times in a row to soak, not to mention dizziness, dizziness, and yellowing, and his kidneys were all up to his throat.

This scene can be called a complete collection of wrestling methods, or it can be called eighteen falls.

Xiaoqiang who can't be killed! Mexx stood opposite Zhuo Yang trembling, trembling not afraid, his bones were about to fall apart, and his muscles were so tired that he had to turn tendons. Looking at Zhuo Yang, who was swinging out of the grappling hand in front of him, Mexes didn't know how to hand it out. If you don't know how to fall, you won't be able to prevent being fallen, which is a watershed that distinguishes a master of street fighting. Ren is Mex's courage and skill, and at this time, in front of Zhuo Yang, he is just a human-shaped sack.

How the is this going to be fought? Gasping for two breaths, Mex shook his cheek muscles and said, "You're ......"

'Smack!! Before he finished speaking, Zhuo Yang slapped him in the face. "Fight and you talk too much nonsense."

"Ahh 'Hole tom! ’

Struggling to get up again, "You ......"

'Smack! ’

"Ahh

'Hole tom! ’

I can't see the direction clearly, "No......"

'Smack! ’

"Ahh

'Hole tom! ’

Even the knee joints are soft again, and the waist is almost straight. This time after a long memory, Mex closed his lips tightly and stopped talking, so as not to be distracted again, but it was still useless, Zhuo Yang sealed the door tightly, and he still couldn't penetrate it.

What to do, what to do? Max was sad for a while, tired like a dead dog, but he was getting more and more helpless. Hang down your tired eyes and face, rest for two seconds, and take measures in your head.

'Smack! Syllable! ’

As soon as the upper and lower eyelids were closed, two slaps threw Mex's snot out. Hurriedly opened his eyes, shrank his head, raised his elbows and raised his arms to protect his face, but inexplicably left the ground in the clouds. Zhuo Yang bent forward, dived and hugged his knee socket with both hands, and fell forward with a very standard leg hug.

'Hole tom! ’

Slammed to the ground, the stabilized Mexes was as sad as a post-apocalyptic poet, staring at the white ceiling with empty eyes, as if there was something strange there.

"Get up, don't pretend to be a dead dog, don't you have a kind?" Zhuo Yang hooked his hand.

"Don't you ...... When I fall, I'll get up...... "Mex's despair is like an oyster by the stove."

"Okay, I'm not going to fall." Zhuo Yang said. Mexs was overjoyed, but heard Zhuo Yang continue: "...... Call me Grandpa, and I won't drop you. ”

"You...... Wish for the moon! There's a kind of you giving me a good time. ”

"Yes, I'll give you a good time when I call grandpa."

"Don't think! My grandfather has been dead for more than ten years......" Mex's was furious.

"Isn't that right! You don't need an elder like me to give you some tutoring. ”

"You put ......," Mex's voice continued.

"Shut up! You talk too much nonsense in a fight! Get up and scare one! ”

Mex's steel teeth clenched, and he whirled around and struggled to pick himself up. Zhuo Yang did not take advantage of the danger, in fact, in this fight, as long as he knocked Mex down, he would no longer pursue, otherwise Mex's would be cold at this time.

said that breaking the sky is a private fight, there is no deep hatred, and there is a heads-up fight with each other, and even the street gangsters can't fight for territory. Zhuo Yang definitely didn't do his best, and he wouldn't even leave the injury to Mex, otherwise it would be annoying for people to see the messy saliva.

Mex's side didn't know what the situation was, and it was estimated that he didn't have the ability to do his best. Shaking his head and shaking his head, he stood trembling as if he was drunk. In fact, Mex's ability to stand up now is already very admirable, and the bones of his whole body are the same as if they are not his, so tired that he collapses and wants to vomit. At this time, he relied on the breath of not admitting defeat, which is also called the quality of will.

Squint hard to aim at Zhuo Yang, otherwise you won't be able to focus. Standing up is already the limit, and there is no strength to make any moves at all. But suddenly saw Zhuo Yang raise his hand and raise his knee, and said in his mouth-

"Ho!"

Max hurriedly went to block, but in a hurry, he didn't know where to block. Are you going to smack my mouth? Or do you want to catch me by the wrist? Coupled with the habitual defense of Zhuo Yang's kicking with his legs, under several awkwardness, Zhuo Yang just put on a score, and Mex's own 'hole'! ’。

Gasping for help, Mex couldn't get up anymore.

The most physically demanding thing in the world is actually fighting, not to mention what you have for two days, a wild ball for four days, and a half horse, those are not the same thing at all, you will know what it means to be tired when you go to fight. Why is a boxing match only three minutes long? This thing is scientific!

"Sun smash, get up!"

"Call grandpa, I won't fight!"

……

No matter how provocative and provocative Zhuo Yang is, Mexes just couldn't get up, lying on the ground with his eyes closed and not saying a word, whether he died or lived was left to fate, which made Zhuo Yang bored.

"Well, that's all for today." Zhuo Yang nodded and clapped his hands, but Mexes still didn't say a word.

He walked back to the stack of felt cotton pads he had just sat on, reached out to retrieve the mineral water, and looked up and drank it happily.

"Lock the door in a moment, and the key is still on top of the electrical box." Pull open the door, poke your head out and look outside, 'Bang! ’。 Let's go!

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