Three adults, one child.

The first thing that caught Luo Xueyun's eyes was not a disrespectful young man, this guy had short hair, walked like a man, and didn't look like a finished person.

On the contrary, the man holding the child is about the same age as Zhao Qingtong, with bright eyes, vigorous walking, and slender arms.

"Junjun."

"Cannon."

As soon as the two children met, they broke free from the hands of adults and hugged each other and chattered.

Zhao Qingtong said with a smile: "This is what I said, a folk master who hopes to represent our region and win the provincial martial arts championship, Luo Xueyun." ”

"Lao Zhao, your vision is too bad, what a gray character, dare to say that it is the best in the province." The spirit guy provoked, "Hey, which master did you kid learn from, what kind of boxing do you know, and how do you play with short soldiers and long equipment?" ”

"First, I'm a little upset right now; Second, I don't call Hey, my name is Luo Xueyun; Thirdly, if you say this kind of boring words again, I will definitely make you a real pig's head. ”

Luo Xueyun brought out the famous sayings and sentences of Shuang, and the spiritual guy was stunned on the spot, he had never heard this kind of sentence, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Zhao Qing and the other onlookers laughed.

"It's kind of interesting."

Zhao Qingtong pointed to the person who said this, it was the man who came over with the child just now: "Xu Jianhua, a martial arts family, in the early years, the elders in the family abandoned martial arts and followed Rong, Kuang helped the country, and now he picks it up and goes home to study, and he has always disdained to fight with me." ”

Xu Jianhua said with a smile: "The crop style is enough to bully Lao Zhao, I really can't bear it." ”

Luo Xueyun shook hands with him, and he was separated at the touch of a button, but he could feel the thick calluses of his tiger mouth and index finger, indicating that this person was a veteran with guns.

"Yuan Xiaocheng, nicknamed a military advisor, a scholar."

Yuan Xiaocheng took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "I didn't hear Lao Zhao's tone, he obviously bullied me every day." ”

"Lu Hengliang, a full bottle is not swinging, half a bottle is swinging, conservatively speaking, you can beat him three."

The spiritual guy was suddenly dissatisfied: "Lao Zhao, how is it to help outsiders talk, look at him like this, rustic, at first glance, he is a three-legged cat, not worthy of shaking hands with me." ”

"See, this is not knowing the hearts of good people." Zhao Qingtong said with a smile, "Xueyun, just start lightly, just teach him a lesson, don't let him cry dad and call his mother, swimming is not fun." ”

"Come on, come on, who's afraid of whom, I'll beat him all over the ground looking for teeth."

Lu Hengliang was gearing up and eager to try.

Luo Xueyun said with a smile: "I am happy to talk about civilization, establish a new style, and teach people politeness." ”

Lu Hengliang couldn't feel Luo Xueyun's murderous aura at all, and shouted at everyone to retreat, just wanting to clean up Luo Xueyun in this watchtower.

Xu Jianhua looked at it quietly for a while, and said: "I'm about to go into the water, if I really fight, I'm afraid that I will have to reduce one person, so it's better to fight Wendou." ”

"Brother Xu, how can you look at outsiders." Lu Hengliang said dissatisfied.

Xu Jianhua said disapprerovingly: "It's rare for everyone to come out to play together on the weekend, and the children are also there, it's really red and colorful, it's not easy to clean up, if you really like it, you can make an appointment in the future." ”

Lu Hengliang snorted: "How to compare? ”

Zhao Qingtong and Xu Jianhua looked at each other and smiled, and shouted: "Break your wrist!" ”

"Low-level."

Lu Hengliang said this, walked to the stone table on the side, and shouted, "Let's let us break our wrists." ”

The round stone table and round stone bench are said to be renovated furnishings, and it is indispensable for a leisurely old man to come over to play chess.

Although Lu Hengliang is not small, he came over to drive people away so arrogantly, which still made the resting masses dissatisfied, and they scolded people when they opened their mouths.

"Young man, do you understand politeness, do you talk like this?"

Xu Jianhua hurriedly went over to persuade and said that we didn't want to grab the position, but just borrow it for a while.

Only then did the onlookers get out of the way and stand aside to watch the excitement.

Lu Hengliang said angrily: "Hurry up and get here, fight quickly, you kid loses, nod your head when you see me in the future, don't pretend to be like twenty-five or eighty-thousand." ”

Luo Xueyun slowly sat down opposite: "I'm easy to talk to, after you lose, just remember to be polite, please use more, thank you, trouble, sorry." ”

"Nonsense."

Lu Hengliang put on a good posture, and everyone gathered around to see the excitement.

"Although this kid has a bad mouth, his elbows are really meaty, and that guy can compare to him?"

"It's hard to say, this kid looks good at eating and drinking, chubby, and must have a lot of strength."

Luo Xueyun was noncommittal and pressed his hand up.

The crowd was shocked, and even Xu Jianhua and Yuan Xiaocheng were stunned.

"What do you mean by stepping on a horse?"

Lu Hengliang was half dead.

"Give you a hand." Luo Xueyun said indifferently.

"No, spread it out for me."

Lu Hengliang struggled hard, but was shocked to find that he couldn't break free from the iron hand on his wrist at all, as if he was locked tightly like a shackle.

He was so anxious that he used his left hand to pull it, but he attracted ridicule from the crowd.

"Looks? If you are held by someone, you can't move? ”

"Even if you are a martial arts master, it will be difficult to break free if you are caught."

"Boy, people let you have one hand, which means that they don't take you in their eyes, since you can't break away, it's better to win him, and then we will laugh at him and not at you, don't waste time here."

Lu Hengliang heard that it was reasonable, and there were more people who came to see the excitement, so it was not good to stay here all the time, like a joke.

I'll knock him down in a second, and then even if he loses, teach him that he can't deny it and die of shame.

"Lao Zhao, you shout to start."

Zhao Qingtong smiled and said, "Ready, start." ”

Lu Hengliang suddenly exerted his strength, clenched his fists, encouraged the strength of his whole body, and pressed it suddenly.

"You lose ......"

Like the sound source line was cut off, the lines that Lu Hengliang expected to play were abruptly stopped, and the wrists of the two were still in the initial state, and they did not fall to either side at all.

How so?

The slut on the other side is still smiling!

Lu Hengliang was irritable, squeezing all his strength, and he couldn't shake it at all.

Motionless.

The onlookers said: "The kid has started, don't put on a posture here, use your strength, compare." ”

Lu Hengliang couldn't say what he was suffering from, his face was flushed, the green tendons in his right arm were bulging, and he no longer had the strength of half a newton to exert himself.

Xu Jianhua's heart turned over the river, and when he caught a glimpse of Zhao Qingtong's treacherous smile, he was convinced, it turned out that Lao Zhao was not joking, Luo Xueyun was really a master.

Although Lu Hengliang is impulsive and has a bad mouth, his height and weight are here, he usually exercises a lot, he can order simple routines, and his strength is the best among ordinary people, but he was given a hand, and he can't compare.

Xu Jianhua saw that his face was getting redder and redder, and couldn't help but say: "Liangzi, if you can't compare, just admit defeat, don't hold on." ”

Lu Hengliang found that no matter how much strength he used, the other side was still strong, as if he was competing with the spring, but he had already given me one hand, and he couldn't win anymore, and he should lose so badly.

You can't throw in the towel.

But after a stalemate for half a minute, he couldn't hold it anymore and felt like he was going to be taken to death.

He said with difficulty: "I admit that you are very powerful, but if I let me win with one hand, I might as well just give up." ”

"Really?" Luo Xueyun smiled, suddenly exerted force, and in an instant, pressed Lu Hengliang's wrist onto the stone table.

Crash.

The crowd exclaimed.

"The young man is amazing, he dares to tease children."

"It's not, let one hand, you can win as much as you want."

Luo Xueyun moved his wrist and smiled.

Clown game.

Lu Hengliang was ashamed and angry, he couldn't raise his head at all, and he got up to leave.

Xu Jianhua frowned and said, "Liangzi, why can't you afford to lose?" ”

Lu Hengliang's pace stopped.