Before noon, the red sun was a burst of heat, many people sweated all over, and a few big beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the cold face, and the sweat beads flowed down the eyeliner of the cold face, making the cold face squint.

Zhang Ming looked at the injury on Leng Mian's hand, and also smiled faintly, and said, "Boy, it's quite desperate, don't hesitate to make your hand like that, and continue to play." ”

"yes. Leng Mian smiled calmly, "Because there are only two places this time, I don't want my friends to take me away." ”

"But, what can you do when you come up, do you think that in the face of me like this, you still have room to fight back. Zhang Ming moved his stout hand, "Besides, you insulted me before, I won't let you go easily." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several fists around him were facing Leng Mian, as if they were about to rush forward, and at this time, Leng Mian shouted at him, "I'm sorry!"

"What!"

Zhang Ming was stunned for a while, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and before he could react, those fists that were originally about to move stopped with Zhang Ming's thoughts, and he asked with wide eyes: "You...... What did you just say!"

Leng Mian made a humble look and apologized to Zhang Ming: "I'm sorry, I was wrong just now, I was too self-conscious, I apologize to you for my arrogance just now, in order to apologize, what are you scolding me now, the longer you scold, the better, I will humbly listen to your words." ”

Hearing Leng Mian say this, his heart suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and he didn't expect that Leng Mian, the guy who scolded him just now, would now apologize to him sincerely.

How could Zhang Ming not be happy, he crossed his hands on his hips, looked up to the sky and laughed, and when he laughed enough, he pointed to the cold face and said: "Good boy, sure enough, you still bow down to my strength, then good, let me scold you now, and give me a good relief." ”

After speaking, he turned on the scolding mode, pointing at Leng Mian, scolding what kind of bastard boy, the garbage scum in the world, all the swear words, everything that can be scolded, Zhang Mingke scolded them all, and Leng Mian nodded seriously while listening.

This made Zhang Ming scold so happily, seeing Leng Mian like a dog, nodding his head there, he was addicted for a while, scolding a person and he still agreed with you, how enjoyable it was, as soon as he scolded, he had to scold non-stop, and it was estimated that he would stop scolding until his mouth was dry.

Leng Mian nodded humbly on the surface, but in his heart he was actually fighting back, Zhang Ming, you are the garbage scum, but these words, Leng Mian can only shout in his heart, he has to endure, and waiting for his right hand to recover is his goal.

Taking advantage of this time, Leng Mian also analyzed the problem in his heart, and his mind was recalling the scene just now, he said: "The attack just now, he was almost standing in the center, but his fist could hit the edge of the ring, so it seems that his attack can attack any position in the ring without dead ends, no matter what, I can't escape." ”

"Most of those fists are concentrated around him, if the hard attack is not successful, then if you want to win, you only need to knock out the fists one by one, so that you have to use that move. ”

Thinking of that move, he smiled heartily with a cold face, and sighed in his heart: "Zhang Ming, Zhang Ming, you really met the wrong opponent." ”

Next, Leng Mian nodded to Zhang Mingha, and fell into deep thought, he was making a new plan.

A long time has passed, Zhang Han is still standing and scolding, his cold face is natural, he already feels that his right hand can move, and the plan of how to use "that trick" to create opportunities has also been formulated, Zhang Yu, who was sitting in the cabin, had a little more uneasiness in his heart, but he was not sure whether this uneasiness really represented something bad, he just thought quietly: "What's the matter, what is Zhang Ming nagging, why don't you solve that kid." ”

"Huh, I always feel that kid is not at ease, so what is he thinking, Zhang Ming has already entered the second form, could it be that he still thinks he can win?"

He sighed in his heart, his brows furrowed slightly, he couldn't understand what Leng Mian was going to do, let alone what was brewing in his heart, no matter how he looked at it, Leng Mian should have no chance of winning, but why did he let Zhang Ming scold himself? If he wanted to be offended, wouldn't it be good to surrender!

Zhang Yu couldn't figure it out, he just focused his eyes on Leng Mian, paying attention to his movements, and at the same time, he was also figuring out Leng Mian's thoughts.

After a long time without fighting, the audience began to be unhappy, they began to shout at the stage, let them do it, they wanted to watch the wonderful fight, Zhang Ming saw the audience's reaction, and planned to use his fists to solve Leng Mian, he said to Leng Mian: "Look, the audience is not happy, I'd better quickly knock you down." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to do it again, but at this time, Leng Mian asked him again: "Brother Zhang, what did you scold in the past few words, I don't remember it, can you scold again?"

Leng Mian's words aroused his desire to scold, that is, he spit out the swear words as he was, and explained to Leng Mian, and the shouts of the audience on the side completely ignored him.

Rather than saying that Zhang Ming scolded Leng Mian energetically, it is better to say that Zhang Ming was played around by Leng Mian, from just now to now, whether it is provocative or cheap, Leng Mian makes reasonable use of Zhang Ming's emotions and fools him into a daze.

Zhang Yu seemed to see that Zhang Ming was put on the cold noodles, so his heart began to stir, although he still didn't know what the cold noodles were brewing, but one thing was for sure - the cold noodles were dragging time.

No matter what the hell he wants to do, he can't let him succeed, Zhang Yu couldn't sit still, he ran out of the small black room and shouted at Zhang Ming on the stage: "Stupid brother, he's delaying time, don't attack him quickly, don't let him succeed in his plot." ”

Zhang Ming listened to his brother's reminder, suddenly woke up, and scolded Leng Mian: "Okay, boy, it turns out that you have crooked thoughts!"

Zhang Yu's disturbance, unexpectedly in the cold face, Zhang Yu's words were really frightened by the cold face, for fear that something would go wrong with his plan, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

However, now is not the time to panic, he hurriedly explained to Zhang Ming: "No, Brother Zhang, that's a lie." ”

Compared to Leng Mian's words, Zhang Ming naturally believed his brother, so without saying a word, he let the red fists smash at him, Leng Mian immediately put away his smile, and his red light was red, and in the face of the fists that hit like raindrops, Leng Mian was also ready to dodge.

Zhang Yu watched from the audience, his fists made a sound of breaking bones, his teeth gritted out a cooing sound, his eyes were red, staring directly at the red cold face, he was irritable, he wished he would go up and hit the cold noodle kid, he screamed angrily in his heart: "That kid, that kid must have some conspiracy, damn! What will it be!"

"No matter what it is, don't let him succeed, kill him now, and let all his crooked thoughts die in the cradle!" Zhang Yu shouted viciously in his heart.

In the face of a huge amount of fist rain, Leng Mian looked a little struggling, he held the palm of his right hand in his arms, protected it, his brows furrowed, and shouted in his heart: "Damn, it's only a little bit of time, you can-"

The words are not falling......