Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Serious Punch

Fort No. 3 base, inner city, commercial street.

The monster army has been withdrawn for three days, the siege battle is finally over, and the base has changed from maximum alert to normal.

This directly led to the booming business of the stores in the commercial street, and the crowds were crowded.

Both the pedestrian street and the major shopping malls are crowded with people.

Lin Ziyu has rarely seen such a scene in his life, and he can't help but miss the peaceful years in his previous life.

"These legs are so white..."

On the side of the stinky tofu cart on the pedestrian street, Lin Ziyu squatted on the side and ate stinky tofu, and the thief's eyes were like radar, constantly scanning the passing women.

Lin Ziyu has been single for two lifetimes, and he usually doesn't care about finding a girlfriend, but men...

I like to look at beautiful women, and it's not a perverted thing.

"Is it delicious?"

The boss of stinky tofu is a short old man, and he is only about 1.6 meters by sight.

At this time, there was no business, seeing Lin Ziyu squatting on the ground like a pervert enjoying the beautiful scenery, he felt like a fellow practitioner, and asked with a smile.

You can't make a lot of money selling stinky tofu, but it's very profitable to see so many beauties every day.

"This leg is delicious... Ahh Stinky tofu is quite delicious. ”

Lin Ziyu swallowed his saliva.

"Adulthood, huh? Will you smoke? ”

The old man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, hesitated for a moment and handed it to Lin Ziyu with a little distress.

Lin Ziyu took it with a smile, took it with his hand to block the wind and lit it in one go, and it looked like an old smoking gun.

In fact, it's indeed an old smoking gun, but this is a matter of the previous life.

"That's good."

The old man also squatted beside Lin Ziyu, his eyes lit up after a few puffs of cigarette, and he pointed to a cute girl who walked past him.

"That's the best."

Lin Ziyu took a puff of cigarette and shook his head, pointing to a young woman with two children.

"Yo! The young man looks delicate and delicate, and his taste is very heavy..."

"Each other, each other."

Lin Ziyu took a cigarette in his mouth and smiled at the old man.

Then the old and the young squatted on the side of the road, commenting on the women who came and went, and their theoretical knowledge was not low, and they were quite sympathetic.

"Brother, what are you doing as a junior soldier on the front line? Why don't you follow my brother and sell stinky tofu together..."

"Brother, it's boring to sell stinky tofu, but it's interesting to save the world."

"Brother, it's really not that my brother looks down on you, you said that you are eighteen years old and still a junior warrior, it is obvious that you are a cultivation waste, you have to correct your mentality..."

"Brother, have you ever seen a casserole with a big fist? Believe it or not, I can punch the strong general! ”

"Brother, believe it or not, I am the god of war hidden in the city, and it is not uncommon for me to blow up the earth with one punch."

Just when the two were bragging to each other, several young people with "fresh clothes and angry horses" happened to pass by.

The young man in the center was handsome, with long red hair parted in the middle, and a red gem hanging on both ears.

The red-haired young man frowned, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he walked towards Lin Ziyu under the puzzled eyes of two companions, a man and a woman.

"You can punch the warrior with one punch?"

The red-haired young man put his hands in his pockets, walked up to Lin Ziyu, who was squatting on the side of the road, leaned forward and asked.

"I... I'm bragging! ”

Lin Ziyu looked confused, and looked at the old man sideways, but the other party was already standing in front of the cart, busy with a serious face, obviously there was no guest to say.

"You can punch the warrior with one punch?"

The red-haired youth asked again.

"Blaming for breaking the law..."

Lin Ziyu was a little unhappy, there was something wrong with this person.

"I'm a warrior, and I'd love to see how you beat me with one punch."

The red-haired young man did not hesitate.

"Are you bored? I'm idle, what do I have to do with this little person..."

Lin Ziyu was first a little surprised by such a young warrior powerhouse, and then said quite speechlessly.

"It's really boring, so I want to play with you."

"Mom told me not to play with strangers... My sister is Li Zijun, the captain of the second team of the White Tigers. ”

Lin Ziyu said a word, thought about it, and moved out of Li Zijun, ready to settle things.

"My dad is still the captain of Suzaku Brigade, so...?"

The red-haired young man smiled.

"Forget it, what's so funny about a junior warrior, it's boring! And this kid may really know Sister Li, I don't want to be beaten. ”

The red-haired young man, who was also the two companions of Yinman, persuaded helplessly.

"Come, can't you punch a warrior with one punch? I'll give you ten punches, and then I'll just punch you. ”

Yin Man ignored the two companions at all, and still stared at Lin Ziyu with a smile.

"I'm going home, bye-bye..."

Lin Ziyu shook his head and waved his hand in disinterest, ready to leave, beating him or killing him in seconds and not being able to earn gold coins, it was really not interesting.

"I didn't promise you to go..."

Printed man blocked the way to the road.

"Are you really sick? I'm going to be cheap if I give in like this! ”

Lin Ziyu was extremely depressed, how could this kind of superb non-mainstream who had not been beaten by society be encountered by him, he really didn't read the yellow calendar when he went out, and his good mood was ruined.

"Come on, come on, I'll punch me ten punches, and you punch me, right? If you want to be cheap, I'll play with you! ”

At this time, there were already a lot of people around the stinky tofu shop, and after recognizing the famous Suzaku Son Print, they all knew it, and even grabbed a good position to prepare to watch the show.

Yin Man is not a gentleman, otherwise it would be impossible to enter the realm of war generals at the age of 20.

has such an achievement at this age, and it is normal for the personality to be a little unruly and outstanding.

"Come, hit me hard! I want to feel what it's like to be punched. ”

Yin Man opened his hands and said to Lin Ziyu, to be honest, he was really handsome.

"It's really rare to have such a cheap request..."

Lin Ziyu smiled and said, just play, who is afraid of whom.

"Look at my high-level fighter ordinary punch."

Under the gaze of a group of people, Lin Ziyu jumped left and right like a boxer, and then shouted.

It looks like a fluttering fist smashed into the printed chest...

"This kid is here to be a comedy artist..."

Many people at the scene laughed.

"Yes, come again! I'll see if you can up with ten punches! ”

Yin Man had some doubts in his heart, he could sense that Lin Ziyu's fist really had the power of a high-level warrior, but the strength was very light, which was a very strange feeling.

"Watch me senior fighter punch seriously."

"Go on!"

Yin Man secretly mobilized the fire fighting qi to condense in his chest, but he was still smiling on the surface.

"Watch my senior fighter punch desperately!"

"Look at my junior fighter, an ordinary punch..."

Lin Ziyu's fists still looked light, and many onlookers felt bored, shook their heads and walked away.

"What the hell!"

This fluttering punch shattered the fighting spirit that was printed on his chest, and at this time he finally realized that something was wrong, he mentioned the iron plate, but for the sake of face, he still said calmly on the surface.

"Come again!"