Chapter 1 [Brother Xing roared, and the Yellow River flowed backwards]
In August 2016, in the Han Kingdom, Huaiqing Mansion north of the Yellow River, the heat was unbearable, the sun was in the sky, and the rolling heat waves were wave after wave.
This is an old community, located in a room on the second floor of the roadside, there is a strong man, with a Chinese face, an inch head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a height of one meter eight, and the muscles on his body are one by one, and the top is shiny and shiny.
He is tall and powerful, and in ancient times, he must have been a well-known tiger general.
This person's name is Guo Xing, known as Brother Xing, Guo Ye, ghost sorrow, three nicknames, fitness hobby, and he is also quite a character in this area.
Guo Xing is currently an orphan, his parents are both in the mine, and both left in a mining disaster.
I couldn't go to school, and I started to fool around with some gangsters, with a lot of strength and a fight, until I was blocked by more than a dozen people and almost hung up after a little unconscious, and I woke up.
Guo Xing was enlightened, knowing that the strength of one person is not the same as the strength of a group of people, and knowing how to form a gang can be regarded as uniting several little brothers.
With peers as the center, there are so many little brothers gathered around him, all of them are very together, with Comrade Guo Xing as the core, those who dare to fight and dare to fight, and gradually have a little popularity.
Recently, the weather was hot, Guo Xing didn't go out during the day, he took a shower when he was full at noon, planned to sleep, turned on the air conditioner, adjusted the temperature, and lay down.
At this time, a tattered person came to the door of this community, took out a towel and wiped the sweat, the color of the towel has fallen off a lot, it can be seen that there is usually no less sweat, only sweat can corrode the original color of the towel.
Found a place to park the car, this person got off the electric car, tightened his trouser belt, his eyes became sharp, his spirit had been raised, his right leg was raised and stomped on the ground, and his left leg was divided, which was a standard horse step and began to exercise.
The dantian began to move, and the abdomen began to squirm, because the dantian was located three inches below the person's belly, which was the source of strength
With both hands clenched into fists, a stream of dantian qi rose from the abdomen, went up through the abdominal cavity and went to the throat
Raise your head to the sky and drink
"Collect the rags..... Collect the rags... Color TV, refrigerator, washing machine.... Books and newspapers..... Beer bottles......."
"Collect~~Scrap iron paper shell cans~~"
This high-pitched shout is the sonic boom on the sixteenth floor, bursts of sound waves ripple in the community, clearly visible ripples in the air is a back and forth shock, cement brick buildings can not stop the transmission of this sound wave at all.
What Buddhist lion roars, Tianlong Zen sings
What a stunning dolphin sound,
What bullshit what a world-class tenor,
What Pavarotti,
In front of this shouting voice, they are all scum, there is no comparison at all, and they are not worthy of lifting shoes.
[The sound wave oscillates 30,000 miles, and the shouting reaches the 30th floor], this level is really not blown, the people in this old community, there is no one who can't hear this shouting, even if you are asleep, you have to wake up with a shout, so that you can quickly sell the rags at home.
This is the indispensable kung fu to collect the rags, sonic power, a loud shout, all woke me up, many people's heads hurt, Nima, come at this point every Monday, and let people sleep unpleasantly.
The elderly in the community don't need to look at their watches, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, it is more accurate than the time on TV, unless it is windy and rainy.
Come on time every Monday, you will never be late, patients with high blood pressure and heart disease are taking medicine at this point, they are all used to it, and they really can't bear it if they don't take medicine.
At this time, Guo Xing had just fallen asleep, and he was awakened by this voice, and the muscles on his face began to twitch and he opened the window directly.
The weather is hot, and people's tempers are not very good, most of them are in a kind of irritable mood, and it is very common to get angry or something.
Guo Xingfan opened the window and yelled at the one below, "Nima, can you change the time, come at this time of the day, are you an endocrine disorder, you have to come a few times a month, CNM to Lao Tzu roll, roll, roll........"
A series of visible ripples rushed towards the tattered one, and the tattered head was blinded, and the ears were "buzzing" by this loud roar, and what was heard in the ears was a rolling. Roll the word, I can't hear anything else.
I felt a gust of wind rushing towards me, and I grabbed the car tightly with both hands, worried that I would be blown away by the wind, who was so powerful, and the roar was more powerful than my own sonic skills.
As the so-called [Brother Xing roared, the Yellow River flowed backwards], the kung fu of collecting the tatters was not at home, and it was not enough to see in front of Guo Xing.
Looking at this sturdy human figure, the height is one meter eight upwards, and there are a lot of scars on the upper body of the red fruit, which are obviously left by the fight, and the record is fierce.
Swallowed his saliva, didn't dare to shout, although through the window, but the northerners are generally taller, especially fat, developed early, young people are tall and very strong.
This person lives here, and if there is really any conflict, the people around him will definitely not turn to him, and the person who is woken up by himself will inevitably make up for himself with a few punches and kicks.
The hero doesn't eat the losses in front of him, I think my tattered little prince has been in the tattered world for a few years, and I'll let you endure you once today, damn, when Lao Tzu is gone, I will develop your community and let you sleep on the road.
I "phew" the tattered little prince secretly took a sip, turned around and began to move his electric car, intending to leave.
The electric car began to turn around and not go inside, and the tattered little prince was about to leave here when he judged the situation, and the hero did not suffer the loss in front of him.
Guo Xing saw it clearly upstairs, numb, a coward, "Nima, I will see you in the future, Lao Tzu, I will beat you once when I see you, you poor ghost."
Guo Xing fell asleep and was woken up with a belly full of anger, he had slept well, but he was woken up by this voice, Nima, his heart was abrupt.
The tattered little prince who was about to leave stopped, and it was the two words [poor ghost] in the back that deeply pierced the tattered little prince's heart.
The scars that had been deeply buried were uncovered again, and the memories that I didn't want to have many years ago came back.
Many years ago, I was still a master's degree from Chang'an Capital Frog University, and before taking the doctoral examination, I mustered up the courage to confess to the goddess in my heart.
The goddess looked at herself with contempt and said the word "poor ghost", and sat in the [Maybach] car on the side of the road with her slender waist.
Next to the car was also a muscular man staring at him, despised himself for a few times and then got into the car, and after a while, the car began to vibrate rhythmically.