Chapter Forty-Three: Fist Strike

"My name is Changyi!"

My name is Changyi. Indeed, the current teenager is called Changyi, and the time is not short, it must be more than three months.

Originally, he had no name and no surname, just a master, and his surname was long, and he changed his surname to Chang.

Buzhi, a name that doesn't go up or down, and it's just like that.

Changzhi has a problem, and if he is reading something, he is afraid of the opposite.

I don't know who first discovered it, but it spread quickly, and when the family found out about it, the children near Kite Street would know.

The name turned into a joke, how to use it.

I had no choice but to change my name and turn wisdom into righteousness.

Also on the same day, Qianqian officially apprenticed and changed her name to Chang Qianqian.

What was her original name, Changyi didn't know, and he didn't ask, anyway, after changing it, she was called Qianqian, it didn't matter.

And today, Brother Cheng once again mentioned the name 'Changzhi', and he could still be heard biting words in his voice, and it was clear that he was making a joke.

Changyi is not angry, and there is no need.

"Hehe, I've changed my name, I don't know, and I won't tell me" Brother Cheng crossed Erlang's legs, didn't look at Changyi when he spoke, and turned up the sound of the TV according to the remote control.

Changyi chuckled, stepped forward and unplugged the wires of the TV, stood next to the TV, and asked very kindly, "Who told you to go to my side to make trouble?"

"Who let me? Nobody, I went if I wanted to."

With an indifferent face, he was half-leaning on the sofa, his legs were crossed and placed on the coffee table, and his expression when he looked at Changyi did not change in the slightest.

"Boy, have you had enough, turn on the TV, and don't have anything to do. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll just let you go as if the dog barked a few times!"

It was not human words, and the mocking tone was unmistakable.

Brother Cheng, he knows what Changyi is all about, and he knows that he is relying on Changwen as a backer.

However, Changwen's home is in Dongcheng, and it is difficult to return home.

After the split, this family was arranged by the Luoyun Church, but there is one thing, the current president Changyun has resentment in his heart and doesn't want him to live well.

Quite a few people were arranged to hang pictures of his brother in the house.

I was so ashamed that I didn't even want to sleep when I got home, but the result can be imagined, not too long, away from Dongcheng, and never came back since.

Brother Cheng knows about this, relying on this, knowing that Changyi is coming alone, he is not afraid at all.

"Hehe, it looks like you're not going to give an explanation, are you?"

Brother Cheng looked at him indifferently: "What do you want to explain?"

"Get the money you want!"

Can you get the meat buns that were thrown to the wild dogs back, obviously it won't be so easy.

Brother Cheng took out a small bag, opened it and filled it with gold coins, definitely more than he was going to come, and smashed it on the coffee table with his mouth open.

"If you have the ability, take it!"

As he spoke, Brother Cheng's eyes flashed with gold, and his fists shone brightly in front of him, making it clear that he was a threat.

Changyi didn't hesitate, he really walked over, as if he didn't see the other party's state, and reached out to take the money bag.

Brother Cheng didn't expect Changyi to be so faceless, so he grabbed the other party's wrist with his hand, and the other fist came straight to his chest.

Changyi flashed sideways, raised his foot and kicked on Brother Cheng's arm, kicked his arm away with side strength, and hit him directly in front of the door with a punch.

Brother Cheng was not slow to react, and took half a step back to meet him with straight fists.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided together, and the whole room fell silent, except for the sound of tinkling clocks moving.

"Ahh

With a scream, he withdrew his fists and squatted on the ground holding his fingers in pain.

This person is not Changyi, but Brother Cheng.

"Next time you look for death, remember to inquire clearly!"

Changyi grabbed the money bag on the table and left without looking back.

And in the house, Brother Cheng squatted on the ground and hurt for more than ten minutes, he didn't think that he would lose in strength, and the two fists collided with each other, and he shouldn't think about it.

I quickly figured out one thing, this Changyi may have been pretending all along.

Everyone in the city knows the benefits and usefulness of strong soul power, and they also know how big the difference is by the first order, but Changyi, it is rumored that he has no soul power at all.

Brother Cheng naturally believed it, so he was not afraid of him at all.

Now that I have suffered a loss, I think back to myself that I was fooled.

This Changwen has such a big identity in Zhucheng, and he has enough power alone, will he let himself be surrounded by a useless person.

Brother Cheng was sweating on his head, feeling that he was too impulsive before, and he would not have been like this if he thought about it earlier.

originally wanted to expand his power, not to rob Changyi's storefront, but to give him a disadvantage, and then threaten him to give him a share of the money he wanted every month.

Who would have thought that this guy couldn't even be provoked by himself.

On the other side, Changyi walked away quickly with the money he brought, got on the bus and returned to the vicinity of Kite Street, found a small corner where there was no one else, covered his hands and squatted down.

Along the way, his mouth was tightly closed, and his upper and lower teeth were clenched so that he did not make a sound.

Changyi is still like that, he really has no soul power, he hasn't mentioned it at all in a year, and he can't do a thousand push-ups until now, how to say.

I didn't mention it at all, but there was one thing, Changyi discovered one thing, this soul power is powerful, but not the powerful boundless kind.

For example, this strengthens the soul power, there are red people like ox strength, there are orange one-handed plows, golden willows, and then up, between yellow and green is the dividing ridge.

Green fists can break walls, cyan pushes wheels into the sea, and blue lifts mountains upside down.

But before green, people could practice to that extent, and it was true that the red soul power was more powerful than the golden soul power.

And Changyi, who has never stopped exercising for twelve months, did one more than one and did 888 push-ups with Qianqian.

Usually, there are some other projects, and in general, this body is not something that ordinary people can have.

Not to mention, this time it can be found after verification, it is very successful, and it is not impossible to ram back the goods for Brother Cheng with a fist, at least the strength is below the golden soul power.

The unlucky self also hurt, and I just endured it and came back.

Stretching out both hands, the two fists are compared, and it is obvious that the right fist is larger.

Grabbed the back of the hand and the position was bright and bright, the blue and purple one was quite flat, nothing more than two words, swollen.

The pain hurts, and I can bear it, and my wrists are numb, I can move but I can't use it, and my heart says that there is no fracture.

endured without yelling, hugged hands and walked home, as long as I got home, Qianqian put some medicine on my hands, and it was estimated that it would be fine tomorrow.

But.

Just a few steps out, someone patted him on the shoulder, and a deep voice came to his ear.

"Boy, you're going to kill someone!"