In order to prevent being beaten into a pig's head three days later, Feng Bo hurriedly packed his luggage as soon as he returned home, planning to go abroad to avoid the limelight.

"Mom, tomorrow you help me go to school to ask for a leave, just say that I have a stroke and can't go to class during this time."

Stroke!

Feng Bo's mother is a bloated noblewoman, although she is in her forties, she is a, and her charm still exists.

"What nonsense is this kid? If your dead ghost daddy hears these words, it won't be strange if he doesn't beat you. ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Bo's mobile phone vibrated with a "buzzing" in his trouser pocket. When he saw that it was Wu Yong calling, Feng Bo hesitated for a while, but still connected the phone.

"Feng Bo, there is no class tomorrow morning, come to the Meng Family Mansion, you should know the specific address." Wu Yong's commanding tone, as if he was now a landlord and an old fortune.

"Boer, if you want to go abroad for a while, it just so happens that your father is going on a business trip to Europe tomorrow, so you should go with him."

Although Feng Bo's mother's voice was not loud, it seemed to reach Wu Yong's ears through the microphone.

I'm rubbing, this dead fat man with a fat brain is actually thinking about running away.

Feng Bo pushed his mother out of the room with a nervous face, and said in a shhh ”

Death!

Mother Feng was reluctant to interfere too much in Feng Bo's private affairs, shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Alas, my son can't help it." Okay, you keep calling, I'll go downstairs and get some coffee. ”

With that, Feng's mother left the room.

Seeing his mother walking away, Feng Bo took a deep breath, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and smiled into the microphone and said, "Hey, hey, hey... Brother Wu Yong, don't get me wrong, how could I sneak away. Now is the most critical moment for us to share the same hatred, and I will never drop the chain. ”

Grandma, this dead fat man doesn't have a word in his mouth, it's better to believe in ghosts than to believe in you.

Wu Yong quietly let out a cold sneer, and said into the microphone: "Feng Bo, if I'm not mistaken, I seem to have won fifteen million in that match between Shigeru Miyamoto and Meng Ling'er. One to one hundred and fifty times the odds, it should be right. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Yong's words changed, and his tone suddenly became yin and yang, "Alas, it's no wonder it's difficult for you, playing with a master like Miyamoto Shigeru is usually timid." It's okay, if you want to run, then let's go tomorrow. If I really can't do it, I'll send you off, and it's not in vain for our friends, and I just want to get the fifteen million money back from you. ”

At the mention of the fifteen million, Feng Bo's intestines were full of remorse, and he couldn't wait to stomp on his debt.

In the entire school, there are about hundreds of people who participated in this gambling, and all the gambling funds added together are less than 10 million, but Wu Yong won the lottery alone, and after careful calculation, Feng Bo will lose at least more than 6 million yuan in this betting.

What made Feng Bo most distressed was that he personally bet on Wu Yong's treasure.

Originally, Feng Bo was still very confident in Meng Linger, thinking that even if Meng Linger couldn't beat Miyamoto Shigeru, he would be able to hold out for at least two or three rounds.

And most of the students who bet on it have the same idea.

At that time, when he chose Wu Yong's bet, Feng Bo played a trick and bet on Wu Yong's odds of one to one hundred and five, so that he could cheat all the 100,000 yuan in Wu Yong's card.

But people are not as good as heaven, Feng Bo never thought that the little cleverness he played at that time would actually lift a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

Raising his fleshy palm, Feng Bo looked at it with resentment in his eyes for a long time, and couldn't help but curse the fat hand secretly in his heart, and said, "What a fucking debt, if you are a roast pig's trotter, the master doesn't even have bones left, and they are all chewed for you." ”

"Feng Bo, if I can't find you, I will have to visit your parents, if they refuse to admit it, then I can only take the invoice to the school to complain. Tut-tut... What will happen if you openly gather people to gamble at school, my memory is not very good lately, and I can't remember it clearly. The corners of Wu Yong's mouth rose, and he secretly smiled.

heard Wu Yong threaten to come to his parents and sue to school. Feng Bo was so frightened that he was silent, and cold sweat was dripping on his cheeks.

If I let my dad know about this, I'm afraid, I'm afraid he will break my legs, break my waist, and even really beat me to half-body.

Then wouldn't I be like 'Wu Lao Er who had a stroke next door' in the second half of my life, shaking three times in one step, and shooting stars all day long.

His head shook like a rattle, Feng Bo didn't dare to continue thinking about this plot, and gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Boss Wu Yong, if you have any orders, just say, I, Feng Bo, must be the first to look forward, go to the soup and fight the fire, and never give up." ”

Return Nima to the soup and fire, and never give up!

The official words are quite slippery.

Before you were sent to death, I was so scared that I had to hide abroad to avoid the limelight. Alas... This damn fat man, if I don't use some means against you, you won't be obedient.

"Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, come to the Meng Family Mansion. If you kid dare to run away secretly, I only have to visit your father and mother, I don't believe it, I can run away from the monk and the temple! ”

Wu Yong's tone suddenly became cold, making Feng Bo break out in a greasy cold sweat all over his body.

Feng Bo reluctantly agreed, not daring to refute a word...

The next morning, the sun hung high in the blue and cloudless sky, radiating a dazzling golden glow, illuminating the earth.

The tender green leaves are still stained with the moisture of last night's dew, and they look transparent and shiny. The crystal clear dewdrops, shining in the sunlight, are as dazzling as perfectly cut diamonds, which is the most simple and precious gift from nature to human beings.

In a secluded corner of the Meng family's Beiyuan mansion, Wu Yong drew a gossip pattern on the concrete floor, each hexagram about one step apart, and about two steps away from the hexagram.

"Boss Wu Yong, why are you doing these hexagrams, is it possible that you want to give me a divination and calculate whether I will be killed or disabled in three days?" Feng Bo muttered resentfully.

Wu Yong pointed to the gossip pattern and said solemnly: "This is the method of saving your life taught to you, if you can learn it, you will benefit immensely in the future." ”

Rewarding?

Just these eight mediocre hexagrams.

Feng Bo didn't know what kind of medicine Wu Yong was buying in the gourd, so he had to prick up his ears and listen carefully.

"I'm going to teach you a set of dodge footwork, called Bagua Maze Step, which is said to have been created by Zhuge Liang's descendants through the unpredictable Eight Formations. There are a total of 3,600 dodge methods in this set of Bagua Mystery Steps, which are derived from the mutual growth and restraint between hexagrams. From now on, if you want to survive, you must concentrate on learning this set of maze steps. Otherwise, in that duel three days later, you will definitely be beaten into a puddle of mud by Shigeru Miyamoto. ”

The amount of information Wu Yong said was too huge, which made Feng Bo a little stunned for a while.

"Wait, Boss. You... Once I'm sure I'm learning this set of maze steps, I'll be able to easily avoid Shigeru Miyamoto's onslaught. Feng Bo stared at the gossip pattern on the ground and questioned, "Boss, you shouldn't be joking with me?" ”

"Hehehe..." Wu Yong sneered: "Whether you can dodge Miyamoto Shigeru's iron fist and steel feet still depends on your understanding." To be honest, I didn't have much hope for you. According to my estimate, within three days, you will be able to learn a maximum of 32 steps of footwork. ”

"Boss, let me ask one more question, how much did you learn in three days when you learned this set of lost steps?"

"Sixty-one step foot change to be exact, that's all." A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Wu Yong's mouth.