Chapter 57

Han Bao laughed thiefly, "If you want to beat my little ass, then it depends on whether you have the ability to catch me?" ”

After speaking, Han Bao rushed over, and Zhan Fengxian opened his arms with an expression of disbelief on his face, "I don't believe that I can't catch you." ”

Zhan Shu usually does not like to exercise, and frequently suffers from respiratory diseases in winter. Zhan Fengxian would despise his athleticism so much. and gave him a nickname: Little Plague Chicken.

As everyone knows, what she encountered today was not Zhan Shu, but Han Bao, who had participated in taekwondo training since she was a child, and her physical fitness and speed surpassed her peers, and she was extremely agile.

When Zhan Fengxian reached out to intercept Han Bao, Han Bao kicked her arm away with a spinning kick, and then flipped to Zhan Fengxian's back with another somersault, and then slid away like a fish.

"Dream?" Zhan Fengxian hurriedly chased out.

After going around for half a circle, he didn't catch up with Hanbao, but he met Zhan Hanjue and Bai Nanning. However, the Lord of War Chill held Zhan Shu's hand tightly.

Zhan Fengxian saw Zhan Shu and mistook him for Han Bao. She shook her aching arm, walked up to Zhan Shu angrily, and asked, "Zhan Shu, I am your aunt, why are you willing to kick me so hard?" ”

Zhan Fengxian was so shocked to see Han Bao's beautiful and neat outstretched hand, and his eyes almost fell to the ground. "Damn, my family is so handsome?"

But another rational voice sounded in Zhan Fengxian's mind again, "Zhan Shu has never learned martial arts, he usually fights with his mouth, and his body is weak, grandparents are reluctant to let their children practice martial arts and suffer, this child can't have such neat skills." ”

When Zhan Fengxian turned around again, where was the shadow of Hanbao in the empty field of vision?

Zhan Fengxian wanted to cry without tears.

"Zhan Han Jue, the conscience of heaven and earth, this injury was really given to me by your little ancestor. But it's really not a scratch or a bite, it's me who he kicked and hurts? ”

The ice-sculpted face of the Battle Lord showed disbelief.

Zhan Shu rolled his eyes at her, with an expression of laziness to pay attention to her.

After Zhan Fengxian finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and showed it to Zhan Hanjue, "Big brother, how hateful do you see this kid?" Is it like treating my aunt as killing my father's enemy? ”

Zhan Hanjue looked at the large bruise on Zhan Fengxian's arm and frowned, "You stumbled and stumbled yourself, right?" ”

I thought that I would be able to get the approval of Zhan Han Jue after performing hard, but who knew that Zhan Han Jue didn't believe her anymore, and said helplessly, "Zhan Fengxian, don't make trouble." Zhan Shu is only a five-year-old child, and you have to stop joking with him in moderation. framing and framing him, and lying a lot, will have a bad impact on Zhan Shu. ”

Zhan Fengxian looked loveless and shouted loudly. "Brother. Why don't you believe me? What I'm saying is true—"

"That's how he kicked me?" After the performance, Zhan Fengxian looked at Zhan Hanjue very dissatisfied.

Even Bai Nanning stood on Zhan Shu's side this time, and reminded Zhan Fengxian very tactfully, "Fengxian, you said Zhan Shu kicked you?" How is this possible. When Zhan Shu kicked you, you raised your hand, and he couldn't kick it so high? ”

Zhan Fengxian learned from Han Bao's appearance and made a surprise spin kick, although the appearance is not standard, and he stumbled a few times after doing this action, but he also has a look, which can make people see that it is a difficult action spin kick in taekwondo.

"Zhan Shu has never learned taekwondo." Zhan Hanjue pulled Zhan Shu away.

Zhan Fengxian stayed where he was.