According to previous success stories, in terms of time, the cap should have been successfully returned, but it has not appeared for a long time. The black-faced man www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion was a little stunned at this time, and while observing the surrounding situation, he was very anxious and looked at the corner from time to time, wanting to know if there was any unexpected situation.

And just now, when he saw Wang Yonghuan come out of the corner completely, his first thought was that he had missed it, and the cap was knocked down.

Since the cap can't kill this slightly childish guy in front of him, then he is definitely not an opponent, so he didn't say a word, turned around and ran, trying to find some help and then come back to find a field.

Now that he can't run, the black-faced man himself knows that he can't fight anymore. The body got up with a "grunt" on the ground, and with a shake of his hand, a bright dagger appeared in his hand.

Without saying a word, the dagger in his right hand slammed into Wang Yonghuan's shoulder. The black-faced man also knows that he can't pierce the vital parts, and if he stabs his opponent to death by mistake, then he will also have a lawsuit.

Although he and the cap are mixed society, it is still very different from those real underworld who are bloody on the street at every turn.

Wang Yonghuan saw the dagger coming straight to his shoulder, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot. It's all false to say that I'm not nervous.,Although I used to fight in school.,But after all, I didn't use a knife.。

At this time, the internal strength of the I Ching shows extraordinary effectiveness, and at the moment when the internal strength of the I Ching is running, the slightest heat is constantly running in the whole body, including the head, of course.

When the internal energy is running in the head, the warm feeling surrounds the mind, and the mood suddenly relaxes, and the breathing quickly returns to stability.

said that it was too late, but it was fast, and his right hand was sharply teased, and his fist accurately hit the wrist of the black-faced man holding the dagger, and there was a crisp sound of "pop", and the dagger was swung away.

The left hand is a palm, when the chest is shaken, the left and right are divided, and the two palms form a line with the wind, and the left and right chests of the black-faced man are separated. Before he could react, he knocked the black-faced man back three steps.

The fight was only a moment, but the level of kung fu was already visible.

Although this black-faced man often does these "white wolf with empty gloves", he has no foundation in kung fu, just an ordinary person, and there is still a certain gap between him and Wang Yonghuan, a little master.

The black-faced man was repelled by a blow, and he immediately knew in his heart that if he didn't work hard, there was no chance of winning at all. With a horizontal heart and a certain intention, he roared lowly, gritted his teeth, held the dagger tightly with both hands, and stabbed Wang Yonghuan in the abdomen fiercely. is like an angry bull, rushing towards Wang Yonghuan's "red cloth".

Now the black-faced man doesn't think about anything important, don't do harm, as long as he can stab the kid in front of him is the top priority.

After the panic of the first fight, Wang Yonghuan is now much calmer.

He exhaled lightly, his body turned slightly, and he took a deep breath, and his abdomen was sunken into a depression. The dagger was like a white line, passing through Wang Yonghuan's abdomen dangerously.

The black-faced man could see from this moment that he was also a decisive figure, and the moment the dagger swept by, the action of holding the dagger with both hands changed instantly. The right hand swept to the left, and the dagger carried the sound of the wind, forming a fan-shaped, and the combination of piercing and sweeping was about to open Wang Yonghuan's intestines.

Of course, Wang Yonghuan couldn't let him get his wish, and his right knee was raised violently, like a big hammer, slamming into the right hand of the black-faced man.

The strength of the intermediate level of the yellow section was fully embodied at this moment, and with a "bang", the black-faced man's right hand was hit by Wang Yonghuan's knee. The huge force made the black-faced man's right hand, under the effect of severe pain, like a fallen leaf being struck away, and the dagger also flew out at the same time as the right hand.

Before the black-faced man's howl sounded, Wang Yonghuan's hands formed into palms, striking each other left and right, and the edges of the two palms showed a trajectory of two iron doors closed, slashing at both sides of the black-faced man's neck at the same time.

In a moan that seemed to be crying, the black-faced man fell to the ground with weak feet.

Wang Yonghuan's Huang Duan Intermediate Skill in both palms struck with all his strength, and his strength was definitely not less than one hundred and ten kilograms, which was absolutely unbearable for ordinary people like black-faced men.

From the fight between the two to the end, that is, more than ten seconds. In this desperate fight, neither of them spoke, no one shouted, just stuffed their heads and slammed their heads, which was because both sides were afraid of being heard by others. This saved Wang Yonghuan a lot of trouble.

Wang Yonghuan saw the black-faced man faint, bent his body, grabbed the black-faced man's neck and collar with both hands, pulled him into the corner, and put him and the cap side by side. The well-known duo of the foreign exchange market is once again side by side, but once standing and now lying down.

Standing up, Wang Yonghuan's eyes glanced left and right, feeling that no one noticed the fight here. Put your backpack back behind you and walk out quickly.

Outside the corner, he skimmed the waist pocket of the cap to the toilet pit next to him, he didn't want to leave any fingerprints on it, this kid is definitely the type of person who has to wipe his mouth clean after eating.

Wang Yonghuan came out of the park and walked to the river. When he arrived at the riverside, looking at the wide and distant Songhua River, this kid was very poetic, and immediately wrote a poem, "Ah, the beautiful Songhua River, all water; Ah, the hapless cap, missing a leg. ”

"Wow, I'm so talented, I definitely have the potential to become a poet." After self-praise without discipline, Wang Yonghuan had a beautiful meal at the old halal shop by the river, Liulai Shun. I ordered two meat dishes, beef tongue, boiled beef, a bottle of white pear soda, and a big bowl of rice.

Slippery tongue, smooth and delicious; Boiled beef, salty and pleasant. With a delicious meal and a large bottle of soda, this kid's stomach was round, and he couldn't walk a little.

After eating and drinking, Wang Yonghuan waved his hand, "Waiter, check out." ”

"The meal is a total of 36.8 yuan, and it is ......" The waiter said as he held the finished menu.

Before the waiter finished speaking, Wang Yonghuan immediately gave 37 yuan, and didn't want the remaining two cents that should be found, and waved his hand very generously: "Don't look for it, take it as a tip."

But after the kid finished speaking, the waiter didn't leave, but looked at him with a strange look and said, "Sir, the money you gave is not enough, and you still haven't paid the 2 yuan table fee, you have to give me another 1 yuan and 8 jiao." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yonghuan's face turned red all of a sudden, embarrassed, how could it be? Sadly, I didn't pretend to be big.

Wang Yonghuan blushed, paid another 1 yuan and 8 jiao, and ran out of the hotel in a gloomy manner.

Along the way, he muttered: "Hey, the old saying is true, don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be thunderbolted; Don't be rampant, rampant and hit by a car, the old saying is honest and don't deceive me. ”