Chapter 8 Daily beatings
When he heard An Heng's troubles, Zichen smiled, and An Heng didn't care, but told his past "glorious deeds" with more interest! β
A little starlight basked on Zichen's soft and smooth face, and Zichen became extraordinarily mild at this time.
seems to take off the disguise, this kind of gentleness that naturally exudes makes An Heng on the side look comfortable and feel more comfortable.
"Woo......"
It was as if the sound of a rocket launch sounded abruptly, which also broke the quiet atmosphere.
An Heng was quite unhappy when he heard the sound, and under the bright moonlight, a tin man with silver light flew out of the villa, and then rushed into the sky.
Tang Zichen looked curiously at the iron man flying in the sky: "It's Tony's steel suit!" β
"That's right!" An Heng said a little depressed.
"I've heard you describe it, but it's still amazing to see it with your own eyes." Tang Zichen said with emotion.
An Heng looked at the fancy flight in the sky, and Tony, who gradually couldn't see his figure clearly, gloated: "Let's be happy, I will fall down and scare you to death!" β
After all, today's Mark II has the defect of icing.
After complaining and sighing, the two continued to lie on the chairs and enjoy the sea view at night, the moonlight shone on the sea, accompanied by the waves brought by the wind, and the whole sea surface looked sparkling.
However, with the sound of a sonic boom, the quiet atmosphere was quickly shattered again.
A gleaming silver iron man hovered in mid-air in front of the two of them, his mask open, revealing Tony's smug face.
"Hey guys, see, I can fly, isn't that cool!" Tony spun around in mid-air and boasted.
An Heng looked at Tony, who was smiling like a child, and couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Yes, it's very cool!" β
"Haha." γΎοΎβ§ββ¦)o
The excited Tony didn't hear An Heng's perfunctory, and drove Mark II to the villa with satisfaction, leaving Tony's smug laughter on the spot.
Tony hovers on the roof of the villa.
"Cut off the power."
"Bang."
A loud noise resounded on this quiet island, An Heng and Tang Zichen glanced at each other, and they could see the forbearance smile in their eyes.
"Poof."
The two of them didn't know who couldn't help it first, and then happy laughter took over the island.
Halfway, An Heng rubbed his stomach, and suddenly felt comfortable physically and mentally.
"Let's go, go back to sleep!"
"Hmm!"
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In the early morning of the next day, in the open space outside the villa, An Heng and Zichen stood opposite each other.
"Today I will start teaching you the five basic fighting styles in Xingyi Boxing, splitting, collapsing, drilling, cannon, and horizontal."
"And when I attack you with these five plays, I will use dark energy."
Tang Zichen paused and said seriously: "So you still have to feel what the dark energy is like in this!" β
An Heng nodded solemnly, although it was certain that he would be beaten, but An Heng didn't want to be beaten, but he didn't get anything.
Tang Zichen's attack was not fast, and every time it was just enough to make An Heng react, but he couldn't dodge the speed.
Tang Zichen rushed up at An Heng like a snake, and then raised his right hand, and smashed a fist towards An Heng's head, and An Heng only had time to raise his arm.
In an instant, the place where the arm touched Zichen was as painful as a large area of needle, and when the arm hung down unnaturally, the whole arm was already unconscious.
A needle-thin aura spread out in the arm, and everywhere it went, it was like pain after a needle prick.
Tang Zichen stepped back and waited quietly for An Heng's recovery, for An Heng, this kind of different pain was completely different from the pain caused by the actual battle with Zichen before.
After about five breaths, An Heng gritted his teeth and said, "Go on!" β
Next, An Heng was like a lonely boat in the rough sea, whenever An Heng was about to capsize, Tang Zichen would stop, wait for the waves to change, and then continue to attack.
An Heng accepted all this painfully and happily.
The sun's rays became more and more intense, and he didn't know when Tang Zichen stopped, looking at An Heng with some breath.
In fact, every time the dark energy is released, it is a pressure on the heart and blood vessels of the whole body, even a top master of national arts like Tang Zichen cannot avoid this kind of damage.
Not to mention this kind of continuous strength, An Heng's body muscles stood in place with some trembling, and his body stabilized in a few breaths.
An Heng's whole body was already soaked, some of these sweats were because of tiredness, but most of them were indeed because of pain.
As Zichen entered An Heng's body every time the dark energy hit, An Heng became more and more familiar with the way the dark energy was generated, and at the same time, the body was getting stronger and stronger in this process of destruction and repair.
There were probably a few times when An Heng was able to completely understand what the dark energy was all about.
However, this kind of cultivation can't be continued for the time being, An Heng's body can bear it, but Zichen's physical strength and body can't stand it.
I can only continue tomorrow.
An Heng and Tang Zichen, who had taken a bath, were lying comfortably on the sofa, eating fruit and drinking red wine.
"Jarvis, turn on the TV and play the latest news."
"Yes sir!" Jarvis's voice rang out immediately.
The TV in front of An Heng was also turned on immediately.
Recently, in Milwaukee, an elderly man was poisoned by gamma rays because he drank a bottle of guarana soda, and is still in the hospital......
"Gamma rays?"
An Heng was thoughtful, so the plot of the Hulk is about to begin.
"Abomination, Hulk?"
An Heng couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, to be honest, it really has nothing to do with him, he just wants to participate, and he is not enough to hate a slap.
Thinking of this, An Heng couldn't help but look at Zichen on the sofa on the side, and summed it up in his heart.
Even Purple Dust can't beat the Abomination, let alone the Hulk.
At dinner time, An Heng, Zichen, Tony, and Little Pepper sat around to eat.
On the table is egg fried rice and ham made by An Heng.
"An Heng, your cooking skills are not bad, just let me be a chef, and the salary will be satisfactory to you." Tony slurred as he spooned the egg fried rice into his mouth.
An Heng ate his own food and pretended not to hear it.
"It smells so good!" Two bowls of fried rice were served, and Tony put down the plate in satisfaction.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" An Heng looked at Tony, who was pretending, and said dryly.
"Hmmm......"
Tony stole a look at Pepper and said, "I'm going to investigate Stan and find out if he betrayed me!" β
"What do you think?" Tony asked the three for their opinions.
Pepper couldn't help but wonder, "Tony, what are you talking about, what's wrong with Stan?" β
Tony took a deep breath, looked at Pepper and said, "I suspect that I was kidnapped last time because Stan betrayed me, so I'm going to investigate Stan to find out if it's him!" β