Chapter 6: An Afternoon's Carnival

No, I'm glad I hid it deep enough. Looking at the slight rise in the corners of Lao Song's mouth, a bad feeling flashed in Qiansan's heart.

Sure enough, I only heard Lao Song say: "Since you say so, then there must be some real skills, as long as you can survive for an afternoon, I will teach you a set of martial arts." The uneasiness in Qiansan's heart intensified. I heard Lao Song say: "Free activity this afternoon!" ”mmp... A black cloud flashed in Qiansan's heart, what kind of sin did Lao Tzu create, hateful.

The people next to him were instantly glazed with golden light, looking at this posture, as long as noon passed, he would be miserable.

At this time, Lao Song called Qiansan into his office alone, and said to Qiansan in a serious voice: "Child, you may have to work hard during this time." Qiansan's heart jumped: "What the hell is going on, what do you want me to do." ”

After Lao Song glanced at Qiansan, he said, "How old are you now, I know that you are not the kid of the Xue family, but I know that guy." "You can see that I'm 17 years old." Qiansan smiled bitterly.

"17 years old, it turned out to be just right, I have a set of boxing techniques here, I will pass it on to you now, this is a quick course," "What conditions are there?" "When you fight them in the afternoon, you must only use this set of punches, and forget it today; And when the kid was 17 years old, he passed on this set of boxing techniques to him. Qiansan asked again: "Are there any restrictions on this boxing method?" "Yes, if you don't find a matching leg before the age of 30, you will die violently."

Qiansan gasped directly.

"In fact, this punch method is only used as an auxiliary, and it is already superior, but unfortunately it is only an auxiliary, and the restrictions are too great." Lao Song said.

My Song family still has to thank you. Lao Song thought in his heart.

Qian San was already watching the jade slip and understood it all thoroughly, and returned the jade tube to Lao Song, there were still 10 minutes left in the afternoon, and the man had already left, Song Qinye. Could it be that he is just a guide, and it seems that he is a little difficult to get along with.

For the guys who paint on paper, teasing them is like playing. Looking at the black pressure in front of the door, 50 people, this is not easy to get along with, but it is too naΓ―ve to want to defeat me just by relying on basic skills.

In a minute, Qiansan was already in the starting pose. The beautiful boy didn't come either.

Chisan sighed, but he didn't lose much.

When the bell rang in the afternoon, a man was kicked in the face and glared angrily.

Qiansan said casually: "In the battle of life and death, you still want others to wait for you and make your spring and autumn dreams." ”

A group of people played all afternoon, but they didn't touch the corner of Qiansan's clothes, but they were all tired and out of breath.

"What's the matter, it's not going to work like this, on the battlefield, one more strength means one more guarantee, you have exhausted all your physical strength, even if the opponent falls, you are almost done playing." "Hehe, if you weren't hiding, how could I not win." Qiansan smiled disdainfully: "I'll just stand here and let you fight, you can't win, it's you, heads-up." The violent muscular woman replied disdainfully: "Single-handedly, single-handedly, who is afraid of whom." ”

"Senior sister is a natural giant that is rare in a thousand years, this guy can't win."

"Just because you still want to go head-to-head with our senior sister, garbage."

The men all sat down.

Qiansan gave Lao Song a secret look and asked him to stand up, and Lao Song suddenly stood up and walked into the office.

Qiansan looked at it and said, "I'm sorry, I just think that everyone here is rubbish." ”

One sentence ignited the audience. Everyone said in unison: "Senior sister, beat him." ”

Qiansan said: "I'll show you what it means that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment." ”

August 5, 2019