"Aunt Thirteen, is he your sweetheart?"

The thirteenth aunt who looked at the pretty face with a crimson face and walked much briskly with her head down asked suspiciously: "It is said that men in the Qing Dynasty are cowardly, ignorant, and don't understand love or romance at all." I always felt like I had been cheated. ”

Aunt Thirteen pursed her lips when she heard this, and looked at Yanma happily: "He's just a stupid, dumbfounded, how can he know romance." ”

"Isn't it romantic to kiss on the street? God, if it weren't for me and that ...... That fat gentleman woke you up, I'm afraid he will ML with you directly on the street, thinking about that feeling, I can't close my legs with excitement. ”

"He must love you very much, and he won't see you for a long time, so he can't restrain his surging feelings. Aunt Thirteen, if I wasn't your friend, I would definitely rob you. Think of his strong hands, and look at his long, stiff thumbs......"

The big Yanma trembled all over, his eyes were crazy, and he only felt that his chest and buttocks were hot, and his big hand seemed to be covered on it.

The thirteenth aunt was dumbfounded: "You are white, will you fall in love with the yellow race?" ”

"He's strong, isn't he? He can hold me and do throwing movements, which must be exciting. ”

Aunt Thirteen narrowed her eyes and looked vigilant: "Wake up my friend, he is mine." ”

"It's a shame...... You don't know how to enjoy. Aunt Thirteen, why don't you let me help you develop it......"

Aunt Thirteen was speechless and didn't bother to pay attention to this friend. However, there was a trace of vigilance in her heart, after all, Huang Feihong had changed too much, and she didn't dare to guarantee whether Huang Feihong was honest in her heart.

Wang Tian looked at the scene of the two round and huge buttocks in front of him twisting and twisting, and colliding together because of walking, and his palms suddenly itched again.

It's too big, it's too round, it's superb.

He wanted to pounce on it and grab it hard.

However, Wang Tian still held back, if he couldn't bear it, he would make a big plan, he didn't want to really trap Huang Feihong. He also has to use Huang Feihong to complete the task, and he also wants to regain his free body. When the time comes, find a few Yanmars and have a good experience.

Looking around, not far from the door of the Baihua Building, a strong man in tattered clothes sat under the eaves with his head down, his eyes closed, and the muscles of his bare arms bulged, which was very dazzling.

"Yan Zhendong!"

Noticing the familiar face, Wang Tian was suddenly shocked.

Yan Zhendong in the original work is strong in martial arts, not much worse than Huang Feihong. But he is too conservative, backward in thinking, and attaches great importance to his martial arts. The reason why he left his hometown and came to Guangzhou was to open a martial arts gym and use his martial arts to get ahead.

turned out to be too clumsy, and even my stomach couldn't be filled.

Yan Zhendong was quite hit, challenged Huang Feihong, and embarked on the road of no return.

It's hard to say who is good and who is bad, Yan Zhendong is really not a bad person, compared with those bastards in the Shahe Gang, Yan Zhendong is a martial artist with a bottom line. Only when the heart is desperate and the utilitarian in the heart crushes the persistence, so he will embark on the road of villain.

Even so, he just wanted to prove his martial arts and prove that he was not weak with others.

Wang Tian retracted his gaze: "It seems that Yan Zhendong has not met Liang Kuan yet, and the bottom line in his heart is still there." In that case, otherwise help out. After all, in order to complete the task and save the country by force, you cannot do without helpers. ”

"And although Huang Feihong is a pig's foot, he is excellent in all aspects, which can be called perfect. But he is too pedantic, he has thoughts about the court, and it is impossible to rebel, only by persecution, he has to embark on the road of rebellion. ”

Wang Tian has no clue, and wants to save the country with force and complete the task. Huang Feihong had to go on the road of rebellion, but according to Huang Feihong's pedantic character, this was completely impossible.

He trusts the government and is loyal to the court, although he is strong in martial arts, he insists on the so-called loyalty to the monarch and serving the country, I don't know what it is.

Since this is the case, then force Huang Feihong to rebel.

Wang Tian already had a plan, but he was just waiting for an opportunity. Now that he sees Yan Zhendong, he feels that the opportunity has come.

When Huang Feihong's footsteps followed the thirteenth aunt to Yan Zhendong, Wang Tian suddenly raised his hands, directly grabbed the money bag on Huang Feihong's chest and threw it over.

"Brother Hand, you ......"

Huang Feihong was taken aback, turned his head to look, but saw the money bag fly over an arc and landed in front of the strong man under the eaves on the side of the road. The strong man raised his head with a brush, his eyes were sharp, and the skin on his extremely thin face was dark, so that Huang Feihong couldn't help but shrink his pupils: Master of horizontal training!

Yan Zhendong squatted on the ground, put one hand on his knee, looked at the money bag on the ground with cold eyes, and his pupils couldn't help but tremble a few times. But then, his gaze became firm, became even colder, and even looked at Huang Feihong with a hint of anger: "What do you mean?" ”

"Ah...... This ......" Huang Feihong licked his lips: "This brother, I see that you are suffering a little, so ......"

"I don't need your pity!"

Without waiting for Huang Feihong to finish speaking, Yan Zhendong glared at him fiercely. At the same time, he grabbed the money bag and threw it over: "I Yan Zhendong has hands and feet, and his martial arts are strong, even if he starves to death, he will not be a beggar." ”

Smack!

Huang Feihong grabbed the money bag, and he was not angry at Yan Zhendong's unceremonious words, but there was a trace of appreciation in his eyes.

"This brother, the rivers and lakes are in trouble, it is ordinary. I see that your martial arts are good, even if you are hungry, you will not do evil, it can be seen that brothers have both martial arts and virtues. In Xia Huang Feihong, he also asked his brother to accept the money bag and return it to Zai Xia another day. ”

Huang Feihong felt that Yan Zhendong was very good, hungry, and he didn't steal or rob. With such hard work, how can he not be admired for this point? Even, he himself is not sure that when he reaches a desperate situation, he will rely on his strength to take advantage of it, so as not to starve to death.

In contrast, Huang Feihong knows that Yan Zhendong's persistence is even more commendable. For a while, a wave of admiration rose in my heart, and I agreed with Yan Zhendong a little.

When Yan Zhendong heard Huang Feihong's words, the fierce light in his eyes skyrocketed again, and a trace of surprise flashed on his emaciated face. He jumped up violently and came to Huang Feihong in one step, like a fierce beast in the mountains, and his fierce aura shocked Huang Feihong.

"You're Wong Fei Hung?" Yan Zhendong's eyes were with a hint of fiery.

Huang Feihong nodded in amazement, although he didn't know why Yan Zhendong had such an expression, but he was frank and straightforward, and still admitted directly: "Bao Zhilin Huang Feihong, I have seen brothers." ”

"Okay, I'm Yan Zhendong and Huang Feihong, everyone says that you are invincible in the world without a shadow in Foshan. I Yan Zhendong is not convinced, and I don't want your money, you fight with me to see who is powerful. ”

Huang Feihong frowned and looked at Yan Zhendong's excited gaze. He instantly understood the other party's thoughts, and couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

The shortcut to fame is to defeat a master of fame.

Yan Zhendong is obviously thinking about this.

"Master Yan, a person who practices martial arts, cannot be competitive. Please forgive Huang for not being able to promise you...... Oops, my hands...... Master Yan ...... carefully"

Rumble!

A punch came, and Huang Feihong stomped his feet angrily.

Yan Zhendong's pupils also shrank, not only did he not get angry, but laughed: "Master Huang, you are really cool, hahaha, I didn't expect you to be so humorous." No matter what the battle is, I Yan Zhendong has made you a friend. ”

Huang Feihong: "......"

Where is Lao Tzu's humor!

I really don't want to fight you!