Chapter 363: Think Twice, Comrades

On this day, they didn't get a car, so they had to walk towards their destination. Fortunately, the autumn is crisp, the weather is pleasant, and everyone is in a good mood.

Feng Hua had no choice but to change his method after his Nth request to share the baggage was refused.

"Brother Su, can I discuss something with you?" Feng Hua said to Su Zhe.

"What's the matter? You said. ”

"Help my brother carry some luggage, and serve the dried fish." Feng Hua said.

Fang Yuan turned back in front of him, doting and helplessly glanced at Feng Hua, this little girl, she felt so sorry for him.....

Su Zhe was just about to nod his head happily in agreement, but suddenly paused and shook his head.

Feng Hua was a little surprised.

Su Zhe looked at Fang Yuan in front of him, gestured to Feng Hua, and slowed down. Feng Hua also cooperated with him to fall behind to the end of the team.

Fang Yuan naturally found out, but he only glanced back at Su Zhe warningly, but did not stop it.

"What's the matter?" Feng Hua cooperated with Su Zhe and asked in a low voice.

"Do you know how to draw? Sketch. Su Zhe suddenly asked a question that surprised Feng Hua.

"Yes." Feng Hua said. She was born professionally, and in order to better do fashion design, she specialized in learning various painting skills, and her best skill is sketching.

"I'll guess you will!" Su Zhe said happily, art is really a compulsory course for the "eldest young master" now, and even he has learned calligraphy and painting.

"You draw me a sketch of Fang Fang, and I'll help your brother carry his luggage!"

Feng Hua ...... Is he stupid?

"Okay!" Feng Hua agreed very happily, and she planned to draw him a "Zhou Huimin" for a while, so that he would be amazed.

Not only did she not plan to let Fang Fang's portrait fall into the hands of the "foreign man" to make people misunderstood, she also knew that Fang Yuan especially didn't like others to inquire about Fang Fang in the past few days, although she didn't know why, but she would naturally stand on Fang Yuan's side.

"Gotcha!" Su Zhe happily ran to Fang Yuan: "I'll help you carry your luggage!" After speaking, he reached out and was about to carry the box in Fang Yuan's hand.

When they came out of the army, they not only carried their own luggage, but also carried bedding, stacked together in a big pile and carried them on their backs.

"You carry your luggage, you can't carry this." Fang Yuan said kindly.

"Hey! Look down on me! "Su Zhe is a little unbearable, he will bring his brain when he is an outsider, he is very rational, and he is more self-indulgent when he is to his own people.

"If you can carry it, I can carry it!" Su Zhe said. Although he lost to Fang Yuan by breaking his wrists, he knew that he had a lot of strength, but Fang Yuan didn't have much effort to carry this box, so he didn't feel how heavy this box was. Although this box is made of mahogany, he thought that there was only a thin layer, who was stupid to make a box out of thick mahogany boards?

However, Feng Hua didn't find a thin board when she made this box, and she didn't have the tools to cut it herself, so she had to use a piece of Wu family to cut and polish it, and planned to make it out of the material of the table top, and the thickness of the table top was about 4 cm...... She herself is not short of these dozens of pounds, so she is arbitrary.

Fang Yuan handed the box to Su Zhe, and Su Zhe reached out to pick it up.

"Oh my god!" As soon as the box was opened, Su Zhe followed the box and planted it into the ground. The strength of a normal person's single arm is only a few dozen catties, and their warriors can reach about 100 catties, or even more, but Su Zhe is not psychologically prepared at all, and he is defenseless.

Fang Yuan made a lightning move and grabbed the handle of the box. He expected that Su Zhe would not be able to carry it, and he had already taken precautions, but he was reluctant to let the little girl's box knock out a pothole.

In the past few days, he and Feng Hua are not completely immersed in the world of martial arts, and he also knows that he agreed to the box carving that Feng Hua gave her, so every day he will find time to carve for a while, and the little girl stares at him with a bright face every time... Look at the carved flowers, and occasionally touch them with care, which shows how much you love.

If it falls to the ground and is broken now, will the little girl cry her nose? Thinking of Feng Hua's miserable appearance with tears in his eyes at the beginning, Fang Yuan's heart was a little painful, if possible, he would never want to see the little girl cry again, really, crying made his whole heart uncomfortable.

Fang Yuan caught the box, but he didn't catch Su Zhe. Su Zhe knelt on the ground all of a sudden according to inertia and gave Fang Yuan a big gift~

"Don't be so polite." Fang Yuan said, he reached out and untied the luggage behind him and put it in front of him: "It's I who want to thank you." ”

"I ......" Su Zhe was already speechless, watching Fang Yuan carry the box and walk away easily, he could only obey. This box has been tossing and turning in Fang Yuan's hands for three days, and it has basically never fallen to the ground! The landing is also handled with care, looking casual, he thought that at most thirty or forty pounds! Now find the minimum multiplied by 3!

120 pounds with one hand is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that I am not tired after three days!

Other comrades-in-arms also discovered the mystery of this box, Zhang Minye suddenly set his eyes on Feng Hua, this box is this young man's, before he met Fang Yuan, he had already carried it all the way from his hometown in the Northeast to Shanghai, and the stumbles along the way were definitely no less than these 200 kilometers......

Zhang Minye came to Fang Yuan's side, intending to help him carry the box. These comrades-in-arms looked at his relaxed and casual appearance in the past few days, and they really didn't feel that this box was heavy, so they let him carry it himself. Now that I know, out of comradeship (curiosity), I must help carry it for a while. Several other people were also smart, and when they thought of this, they all followed behind Zhang Minye, waiting in line to carry the box.

Fang Yuan knew that it was useless to refuse when he saw their expressions, so he had to reluctantly hand over the box.

"Handle it gently, give it to me if you can't carry it, don't put it on the ground, whoever breaks it will accompany me to practice well." Fang Yuan bluntly threatened.

A few comrades-in-arms suddenly became serious, and they usually practiced with Fang Yuan, it was a task that could not be avoided, but even if they practiced more, it was too painful.....

However, there were a few exceptions, who were very keen to practice against Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan never hid his selfishness, except for some of the lethal moves of Baji Fist, he would not pass them on, and he had carefully taught other ordinary fighting skills to his comrades, which was also the reason why his prestige was so great in just a few days.

Several people's eyes lit up, and they all wanted to break the box on purpose.

"Think twice, comrades!" Su Zhe has already caught up, he is not stupid, he knows what they are thinking by looking at the expressions of several people, and earnestly persuades.

"Practicing once in a while is definitely not the same experience as practicing three times a day!" He only belongs to those who practice once in a while, and they are so painful that they doubt life, and they really offend Fang Yuan, it is definitely not something that can be solved by practicing occasionally.

Bajiquan is like this, open and close, pay attention to fierceness, although the strength can be controlled, but the bottom line will not be light and fluttering, then it is not called Bajiquan. The lightest force hitting a person is not an ordinary pain, these comrades-in-arms can stand it, it is not an ordinary person.

Several people seriously considered Su Zhe's suggestion, and honestly extinguished the little flame of death in their hearts.