Song Zhong wandered alone on the streets of Balipu, and he once saw such a sentence in a book.

"Money is not everything, but no money is absolutely impossible!"

At this time, this sentence has become a true portrayal of Song Zhong's heart.

It is true that he is a bronze-level onmyoji, but for ordinary people, his mana is not of the slightest use.

Suddenly, his head moved, and he stopped a passerby next to him and asked, "Auntie, do you know, how does Hongli Fitness go?" ”

The eldest lady who was stopped by Song Zhong looked at him with a very strange face.

"Young man, what are you doing there? Auntie, I see that your physical fitness is okay, you won't go to take a cycling class, right? ”

After Song Zhong heard the lady's words, he couldn't help but shrug his shoulders and said, "I don't know how to take any cycling lessons, but a friend of mine did go to that place to take lessons." ”

"Alas......"

The eldest lady let out a long sigh, then pointed to the coffin shop across the street, and said to Song Zhong, "Since he is your friend, then you are responsible for sending him to the end!" ”

"Auntie, how do you know that my name is Song Zhong?"

Song Zhong was a little suspicious and looked at the eldest lady.

"Hurry up! Hopefully, you'll receive a whole corpse. ”

The eldest lady casually handed Song Zhong a stack of newspapers, and then shook her head and walked away helplessly.

"This newspaper, Beichuan Daily, 2018, June, Balipu Hongli Fitness, a bicycle coach collapsed and died at the age of 23."

"This newspaper, Beichuan Daily, in July 2018, a female bicycle coach was admitted to a psychiatric hospital in Balipu Hongli Fitness, and the doctor issued a certificate that the patient had been strongly stimulated and suffered from severe schizophrenia."

Looking at the lines of text on the newspaper, Song Zhong couldn't help but sweat secretly for Brother Hei.

Such a powerful proof, let alone an onmyoji like Song Zhong.

Even an ordinary person can sense that something is wrong.

At this time, Song Zhong can be 100% sure that this place called Hongli Fitness definitely has something unclean.

Thinking of the appearance of Brother Hei when he was with him just now, Song Zhong was even more anxious.

So he didn't go to anyone again to inquire about the location of Hongli Fitness Club.

Instead, he took out a stick of fragrance from his pocket and snapped his fingers vigorously.

Immediately after, a flame appeared out of thin air, igniting the incense.

"The sky is clear, give me the gods, the spiritual incense leads the way, and the ghosts are current! Taishang Laojun, anxious as a law, edict! ”

As the mantra in Song Zhong's mouth continued to be recited, the speed at which the incense burned continued to increase.

In the end, in the air, the green smoke that wafted out gathered in one direction.

Seeing this, Song Zhong ran in the direction where the green smoke had gathered.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

"Come on, come on, come on......"

Hongli Clubhouse, inside the bicycle room.

The members were excited, shouting and chanting.

Brother Hei and the old man with triangular eyes kept a distance of less than three meters from each other.

Under the hustle and bustle of the subwoofer, the two had a fancy bicycle competition like a street fight.

In the beginning, spinning was just an imitation of outdoor cycling.

But human wisdom lies in creation.

With the reform of countless cycling coaches, freestyle cycling was finally derived.

And Brother Hei is the founder of a fancy genre called "Paradise".

He combined his master's routine with Guan Ximeng's routine to gather the essence of fancy cycling.

Although before, Brother Hei claimed to be a disciple of three thousand in front of Song Zhong, and there was some element of boasting.

But he is indeed a well-known fancy rider in Beichuan City.

Under the fame, there is no vanity.

Brother Hei's actions can really be described as smooth and perfect.

One-handed push-ups, turn push-ups, wave push-ups......

A series of movements, combined with Brother Hei's unique bicycle belly dance, made him applaud.

As for the old man with triangular eyes, although he didn't have much respect for the cycling coach.

But he also has a conceited capital, at least his physical strength is super, even strong to the point of inhuman realm.

Brother Hei knew that if this was the case alone, he would never be able to convince the old man with the triangle eyes.

So he came up with a killer weapon and rode on one leg.

Speaking of this one-legged cycling, it is a fusion of cycling and combat exercises. If the leg muscles are not very developed, it will not last long.

Just when Brother Hei flew out with one of his thighs, everyone present immediately cheered.

And the old man with triangular eyes knew that he was invincible. stopped riding, just sat on the car, and looked at Brother Hei with a gloomy face.

Brother Hei also felt a little tired when he saw this, and arched his hand towards the triangular-eyed old man, and came to the highest etiquette in the rivers and lakes.

"Little doll, do you think you really won?"

The old man with triangular eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had seen something that interested him.

"Old fellow, don't be embarrassed."

Brother Hei saw that this was the case, and this old guy was still not willing to give up, so he couldn't help but shout angrily at him.

At this time, those other members were completely looking like they were watching a good show.

"Shameless? I have a move, even if I tire you out, you can't do it. ”

The triangular-eyed old man said with a grim smile, and Brother Hei just wanted to refute.

only to find that at this time, a creepy scene appeared in front of his eyes.

I saw the old man with triangular eyes, slowly getting up from the bicycle.

Then he shook his head, but none of that was the case, because many people shook their heads during the cycling class.

But the most frightening thing is that the shaking of the old man's head with triangular eyes seems to be a bit outrageous.

What everyone knows is that if there is no lesion in the cervical spine, shaking the head at 180 degrees is already the limit.

But the old man's head turned twice on his shoulder, that is, seven hundred and twenty degrees.

"Hiss......"

After seeing such a scene, Brother Hei felt that the muscles on his calves and calves twitched a little. His sturdy body couldn't help but feel a little weak at this time.

"Look at my cycling stunt, Visitor from the Heavens."

The old man with triangular eyes exploded.

Immediately after that, his head suddenly detached from his body and flew towards Brother Hei.

Human beings have instincts, and Brother Hei doesn't know what's wrong with him.

He actually stretched out his hands and held the head of the old man with triangular eyes in his arms.

"Little doll, you are better or I am stronger. For the sake of a bicycle, I can not even take my life, can you? ”

The head of the triangular-eyed old man was held in Brother Hei's arms, and his mouth was still shouting at Brother Hei.

Brother Hei felt as if his head had been exploded at this time.

"Ah...... Hell ......"

As soon as Brother Hei shouted, he wanted to throw the head of the old man with triangular eyes out.

But he found that the old man's head was like sticking to his palm, and no matter how Brother Hei shook it, he couldn't shake it off.

Brother Hei knew that if he wanted to escape past the old man and escape towards the main entrance of the bicycle room at this time, it would be a fool's dream.

So he didn't care if he still held the old guy's head in his hands.

He swerved around and threw himself at the window behind him, trying to jump straight from the third floor to escape.

Brother Hei, when he just arrived at the window and wanted to jump off.

Suddenly, he noticed that two bloody arms appeared on his chest, holding his entire body around his waist.

"Coming here for class and trying to get away with it? Hehe, it's not as easy as you think. ”

The head of the old man, who was still being held by Brother Hei, suddenly spoke again.

Brother Hei remembered the horror movies he saw on TV when he was a child, and it seemed that the blood on the tip of the tongue had a suppressive effect on this kind of dirty thing.

So he bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation, and a mouthful of blood sprayed the old man's face.

"Ah......h

The old man screamed, and saw that his head was like an exploding firecracker, and blood was flying.

And the old man's hands that were holding Brother Hei tightly also let go suddenly.

Seeing this, Brother Hei knew that if he didn't escape at this time, he would never have a chance again.

So he grabbed the window frame with both hands and tried to jump down from the window.

But just when he wanted to jump down, the old man's two arms hugged Brother Hei again.

Brother Hei tried all his strength, but he couldn't break free.

At this time, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Brother, you run quickly. There are ghosts here, get out of here! ”

Brother Hei immediately shouted to Song Zhong downstairs, he didn't expect Song Zhong to have the ability to save himself.

He just wanted his new friend to get out of here as soon as possible.

Song Zhong looked up and saw that Brother Hei was safe and sound, and he was relieved.

Hearing Brother Hei's words, Song Zhong couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

"Brother Hei, what are you playing with that guy behind you? Titanic? ”

At this time, Brother Hei really felt that there was something wrong with the guy downstairs.

When is this all the time, and there is still leisure to joke with yourself.

"Little ghost, uncle advises you not to meddle in your affairs."

The triangular-eyed old man's head suddenly floated on the window, looking at Song Zhong and smiling gloomily