Luo Xiaowei is not a plump girl, and her weight is about **ten catties, don't underestimate this **ten catties, if you run on your back, it is not an easy thing.

The chasing soldiers were very urgent, and the iron pipe behind them could be knocked over as long as they used more force, Luo Xiaowei looked back and looked pale with fright, and the yellow-haired young man who was running at the front was desperately extending his arm to touch her buttocks!

"Zhao Qiang, they are catching up, you can quickly put down and run by myself." Luo Xiaowei always thinks that these people dare not do anything to themselves, maybe firstly, she thinks that girls have an advantage, and secondly, she is also a person with status, these people will not have no scruples.

Where did Zhao Qiang dare to release people, his steps were faster: "No, don't talk, I'll throw them away." ”

Luo Xiaowei persuaded him: "You can't run with me on your back." ”

Zhao Qiang gritted his teeth: "If you can't run, you have to run!" ”

So Zhao Qiang led in front, and more than 20 young people chased wildly behind, the two sides have been more than two meters long, and gradually the ** youth with poor physical strength fell behind, only the yellow-haired and tattooed dragon and tattooed tiger youth continued to maintain the lead, this tattooed dragon and tattooed tiger youth Zhao Qiang must know if he looks back, it is the person who went to the computer company to beat him.

The yellow hair panted and scolded while running: "Damn, Zhang Chunjiang lied to people, saying that that kid is not a bullshit, he is still running so fast behind people, what kind of bullshit is this, I can't even fucking run." ”

Wenlong ** said: "Chase, you must catch up with him, I suffered a big loss last time, and this time I have to pay it back!" ”

The young man with the tattooed tiger also agreed: "Yes, yes, gritting his teeth and insisting, he will definitely be the first to lose his physical strength when he carries people on his back." ”

When Zhao Qiang first started running, he was still panting because of nervousness, but then he calmed down and found that he didn't feel tired! It's running with people on their backs! Could it be that the jumping shoes are working? Zhao Qiang's heart was ecstatic!

Luo Xiaowei asked Zhao Qiang uneasily on her back, because talking close to her ear made Zhao Qiang tickle, "Zhao Qiang, can you hold on?" Let me run down, my feet are fine. ”

Zhao Qiang was no longer panting, he said a little lightly and proudly: "It's okay, you can be fine, see how I tired them!" ”

Luo Xiaowei said in her heart, you are carrying people behind your back, and you dare to say that you are tired of them? Even sports students don't dare to brag like this.

Although the road to the lock factory is remote but the distance is not long, Zhao Qiang found that he could also walk as fast as flying with people on his back, in order not to let the pursuers behind give up the pursuit, Zhao Qiang had to slow down his pace to lure the enemy deeper, and when Zhao Qiang was about to enter the bustling city, he turned a corner and entered another remote alley that turned back.

Luo Xiaowei saw that the direction was wrong: "Zhao Qiang, why don't you enter the street in front, there are many people there, they don't dare to chase after them." ”

Zhao Qiang said: "What's the point of them not chasing after them." ”

"Ah......" Luo Xiaowei was speechless.

The yellow-haired footsteps staggered: ", don't run, you kid, there's a kind of let me knock you with a stick." ”

Zhao Qiang turned around as he ran: "You a**, I'm tired of your!" ”

The yellow hair was furious, his stumbling steps suddenly returned to steady, the frequency of his legs increased significantly, and he also said to the tattooed dragon and tiger youth behind him: "Keep up, keep up!" If I don't shoot his, I won't be blind. ”

At this time, Luo Xiaowei did not have the panic when she was in distress, and soon she heard that Zhao Qiang's breathing was wrong, it was very stable, this is definitely not a phenomenon that a weight-bearing runner should have! And the longer the distance he runs, the easier Zhao Qiang's performance becomes, as if there is no one on his back at all, his steps are like having divine help, and he walks lightly.

Luo Xiaowei only observed for a while and then didn't have the heart to continue thinking about this problem, because Zhao Qiang's hands held her two buttocks, Luo Xiaowei's chest pressed against Zhao Qiang's back, this posture was too ambiguous, with the action when running, Zhao Qiang's hands were on Luo Xiaowei's buttocks, one after the other, and Luo Xiaowei's not plump breasts were also squeezed forward and grinded down like this, as if they were constantly rubbed by a man's hands, and the feeling was extremely strong.

Luo Xiaowei blushed, she was hot and restless! I've never been so close to a guy in my life. But who let himself wear high heels when he came out, and still drove, I really don't know what I thought at the time, now I broke the heel and twisted my foot, letting a boy ravage like this, Luo Xiaowei was ashamed and hateful, and there was a trace of excitement in between.

Luo Xiaowei was thinking nonsense, I don't know when Zhao Qiang suddenly bent down and put her down, the pressure on her chest and buttocks suddenly disappeared, Luo Xiaowei exhaled, why did she seem to be a little lost, that feeling was very tempting, could this be the reason why Eve and Adam stole apples back then? Luo Xiaowei's imagination is very rich.

"Senior Sister Luo, you sit here, I'll meet them." It turned out that after turning around and running back to the same place, not far away was Luo Xiaowei's car that had turned off, and the young people who followed were like dead dogs, and when they saw Zhao Qiang stop, they lay on the side of the road and gasped for breath, and most of them were still hanging far behind.

The yellow hair pounced on him with a machete, although he was also exhausted, but the monstrous anger made it difficult for him to calm down, and he returned to the same place after a detour of more than two kilometers, how could he easily let this kid go after being teased like this.

In terms of strength, Zhao Qiang is definitely not as good as this yellow hair, and his fighting experience is naturally even less sufficient, but at this time, Zhao Qiang has physical strength, so the yellow-haired knife easily flashed over, and he also punched the yellow-haired one, which hit the cheek just right, and the yellow-haired teeth were almost knocked out.

Wenlong and Wenhu ** arrived, and the iron rod in the hands of the two also hit Zhao Qiang, Zhao Qiang is not a martial arts master after all, the yellow hair can't beat him just because he has enough physical strength to flash fast, but now the two of them can only avoid one person, the iron rod of Wenhu ** still hit Zhao Qiang's back, Luo Xiaowei didn't care about being annoyed that Zhao Qiang was taking advantage of her behind her back, and hurriedly exclaimed and reminded: "Ah, Zhao Qiang be careful!" ”

Zhao Qiang dodged the iron rod that the tattooed dragon youth knocked on his head, and he could only hit the stick hard, bang, with a crisp sound, this is not Zhao Qiang's bones were discounted, he didn't feel any pain at all, the moment the iron rod hit his body, the three-proof shirt came into play, the whole shirt was as hard as armor, and the striking power of the iron rod was dispersed to the whole shirt, and the tattooed tiger youth ran so far that he didn't have much strength left, and the blow just now was equivalent to hitting Zhao Qiang's entire upper body, and its effect was similar to tickling.

Zhao Qiang dared to try his hand with these little ** because of the three-defense shirt protection, and it was really a treasure when he tried it, so he was even bolder, snatched the iron rod from the dumbfounded tiger youth, and then knocked a stick on his waist, and the tiger youth screamed and fell to the ground.

The yellow hair spit out a mouthful of blood and pounced again, and the other two little ** also rushed to the scene, the three of them besieged Zhao Qiang together, Zhao Qiang had the bottom in his heart, the two little ** knocked on the iron rod on his arm didn't care at all, but rushed up towards the yellow hair, and the machete with the yellow hair touched Zhao Qiang's iron rod.

The yellow hair suffered a loss in physical strength, and his feet were still shaking at this time, Zhao Qiang was hit with two iron rods on his arm, but there was nothing wrong with him, but he struggled to pick the yellow-haired machete upward, whew, the yellow-haired machete took off, and Zhao Qiang smashed on his arm with a stick, which is called catching the thief and capturing the king first.

"Ahh Zhao Qiang naturally followed up immediately after a successful blow, and the iron rod was pumped against the upper body of the yellow hair, and the yellow hair lost his temper completely after a few blows, and he fell to the ground and rolled to dodge, and the boss, this bit of ability is better than drinking the wind.

In fact, during the beating of the yellow hair, Zhao Qiang's body was not less attacked, and the young people who arrived one after another hit him with a killer, but they all made serious mistakes with their surnames, and they all greeted Zhao Qiang's upper body, except for the blow to the head Zhao Qiang needed to dodge, he didn't worry about injuries in other parts of his upper body at all, those little ** used their strength but did not cause harm to the other party, but were taken by Zhao Qiang to fight back and fell to the ground, they were just depressed and wanted to die, and they actually ran into a hard guy who practiced iron cloth shirts, and this time the business was too wronged.

There were originally more than 20 people, but their long-distance running line was too long, and they rushed to the battle scene one after another, and the scattered combat effectiveness made Zhao Qiang easily and happily clean them up, although there were also two iron rods on Zhao Qiang's legs during the period, but Zhao Qiang endured it as soon as he gritted his teeth. One person picked twenty **, and the joy of victory was enough to dilute the injuries of the two sticks on the thigh, and the two sticks were not heavy, and the reason why humans stood was always used to attacking the opponent's upper body, which helped Zhao Qiang.

Finally, no one could stand anymore, more than a dozen people were lying on the ground humming, and the rest did not dare to rush up again, lingering for a moment and disregarding the safety of their companions.

Not all of these people lying on the ground were injured, some of them were casually smoked by Zhao Qiang and pretended to be bears, they were really out of line, not without force, but it was useless to hit Zhao Qiang hard, everyone thought that Zhao Qiang was a martial arts master, and a horizontal iron cloth shirt was comparable to the Thirteen Taibao, plus Zhao Qiang had carried a girl of ** ten catties on his back and walked like flying, these people did not dare to provoke Zhao Qiang again.

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