Gather your thoughts. Standing aside and listening to the two of them, the sky gradually brightened, and it was close to noon.

It wasn't too early, and Uncle Tyre and the guest finally got up and walked to the door together to send the guest out.

"Uncle, then I should go back too. Garon removed his scarf from the hanger.

"It's so early, let's go back after lunch. Tyr turned, "I haven't been here much for so long, and Lombas will be back in a while, so why don't you brothers have a good conversation?"

"Next time, uncle, Ying'er is still waiting for me at home. Garon smiled, "I promised her to go back for lunch." ”

"You kid, that's okay. Stay safe on the road. Tyr cursed with a smile and rubbed Garon's hair.

“haode。 ”

Garon had just changed his shoes and was about to go out, when he suddenly felt a roll of warm paper being stuffed into the palm of his right hand, and when he looked down, it was a roll of 100 yuan bills. When I turned around, I saw a smile on my uncle's face.

"Take it, I haven't seen you in a long time. It's just a little pocket money. Just study hard in school. ”

"Got it, Uncle Xiexie. Garon smiled and nodded hurriedly. "Then I'll go first. ”

"Well, go ahead. Come to me more often when you have time. ”

"Got it. ”

Descending the stairwell, Garon returned to the first-floor hall. In the center of the hall, between the sparse crowd of people entering and leaving, a blonde boy in a white leotard was standing next to the statue of a white angel. Seeing Gareon coming down, the boy raised his eyebrows.

"Garon, come here. He beckoned to Garon casually, and in the other hand he held a white ball, patted it from time to time, and was talking to a dark-haired girl beside him.

Garon also saw the boy, whom he knew, his uncle's son, his cousin Lombas. A guy with a bad personality and an impetuous and arrogant person, Garon didn't like to have more contact with this guy before.

Frowning and approaching, he stopped when he was still two meters away from Lombas.

"What did my dad tell you?" asked Lombas in a low voice, turning his face to the side.

He didn't say anything, just casually asked about the situation. If nothing happened, I would go first. Garon replied lightly.

Lombas raised his eyebrows and glanced at the girl beside him, as if he felt that his image was being challenged. "What's the panic? I'm your brother, and you're so impatient to say a few words to you?"

Garon was speechless. "If it's really okay, I'll leave first, and I'll rush home to have lunch with Ying'er. He didn't bother to talk nonsense with this guy, so he turned around and flashed people directly.

"Hey, I'm your brother!"

"Lombas, you're really going to be hard, aren't you!?don't look for trouble!" Garon turned, frowning, and raised his voice as well. Garon may have been submissive in the past, but now he is not the same waste as before.

"Hehe, okay, dare to yell at me, I told you to roar!!" Lombas reached out and slapped Garon's face, his hand was so fierce that he faintly used a trace of fighting explosive skills. Liliang increased by half at once.

The slap smacked Garon on the left side of his face.

Syllable!!

There was a crisp sound.

Garon and Lombas smacked each other hard.

The liliang of the two is actually half a catty and eight taels, about the same. It's just a good match.

Garon was slightly surprised, he didn't expect this playful and lustful cousin to have a little fighting skills. It's just that his basic fighting skills are serious and have entered the elementary level. He exploded with a slight afterburner in his hand and shook it fiercely.

With a bang, Lung Bas was stumped to the side a few steps, almost hitting a middle-aged man on the other side. At this moment, Longbas's face instantly turned red into pork liver, and he shook his hand and felt a hot pain. If you look closely, your right hand is already swollen. "Okay Garon, you're good!!" he zuihou glanced at the girl on the side, "You wait for me!"

Garon didn't bother to look at him, and this cousin only practiced some martial arts at will with his hobby, and it was impossible to compare to the extent to which he practiced martial arts exclusively. If you come to find trouble again, you will be abused by him. And if it was to find someone instead, there would be no courage for an uncle to support Lang Longbas on it.

"Don't look for trouble, if I see you like this, my uncle doesn't know how disappointed he will be. With that, he turned around and left the hall and walked out of the small wooden door. Behind him, he faintly heard the angry roar of Longbas.

It took more than half an hour to return back the way he came, because of the increased crowds, and it took Garon to return to Blue Tree Street, where his home was located.

Walking in from the entrance of the community, the fourth red-roofed building on the right hand side is where he lives now.

At the top of the staircase, a trembling white-haired old gentleman was walking down the stairwell step by step with a cane.

Garon stood aside and waited slowly, waiting until the old gentleman was completely out of the stairwell before he was ready to go upstairs.

The old gentleman smiled at him kindly, and without saying a word, walked straight to the parking lot on the right. Step by step, although it doesn't look very warm, but it walks very seriously and meticulously. With a neat and clean black suit on his body, he actually gave people a faint sense of solemnity.

Garon retracted his gaze and walked into the somewhat dark stairwell, going up two floors in succession, just in time to hear the sound of crackling footsteps upstairs. He looked up through the crack in the stairs. I happened to see Ying'er's figure slowly moving up, as if she was moving something very heavy.

"Ying'er!" he cried.

"Garon?" Ei'er was still wearing a black tunic dress, the short skirt only covering her thighs. Hearing the shout, she bent down and put her things down, and walked over and looked down through the gap in the stairs. "You're back, come and help, I've bought some white pears and come back to eat them. ”

Garon was about to reply, when his cheeks flushed. From his angle, he could see the scenery under Ying'er's skirt, and between the slender legs wrapped in black cotton tights, there was a faint hint of white. "Got it, come right away. ”

Ying'er also seemed to be aware of something, and unconsciously closed her legs, and immediately blushed and stepped back. "Don't learn from Lombas!"

"It's you who don't pay attention!" Garon quickly clarified. I ran up a few steps as a few steps, and bent down to pick up the yellow wooden frame that lay on the stairs. Sure enough, there were one or two dozen fist-sized white pears in it.

"What do you mean I don't pay attention to?" Ying'er said loudly with her hands on her hips, as if she also noticed that her voice was too loud, she quickly swept left and right, "Go back first!"

Garon shrugged and followed up with the wooden frame.

The two of them sped up and crawled to the door of their house, and Ying'er took out the key and opened the door. As soon as he entered the door and changed his shoes, Garon put down the pear and ran.

Boom!

The door was slammed shut by Ying'er, and she raised her hands with a flushed face.

"You're going to die Garon!" she screamed and rushed over, moving swiftly and quickly, even faster than Garon in the beginner fighting technique.

The two chased in circles in the living room, but for more than ten seconds, they only heard a bang.

Garon tripped over Ying'er, who was not wearing shoes, and lay on his back on the ground.

"At least it's an intermediate fighting technique, and it should have been trained in secret arts. He looked at Ying'er standing beside him speechlessly, although he didn't use the skills of fighting skills, and he didn't get serious, but at least his physical fitness and movement instinct could also be felt. My sister's fighting technique seems to be leaning towards speed skills rather than Baiyun Martial Arts Hall's liliang explosion, and it may be at the intermediate level of fighting skills.

Different martial arts halls, the role of basic fighting techniques and fighting techniques are also different, some focus on liliang, some focus on explosion, some focus on speed, and strengthen physique, dodge, endurance, etc., all kinds of them. And some have different names. And these basic martial arts techniques are only temporary techniques used in fighting, not to exercise secret techniques.

Exercise Secret Art refers to a unique method of exercising the body in secret. A truly unique martial arts secret technique for the martial arts hall.

Just like the basic fighting technique of the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion, although it is only an explosive technique, this is not the essence of the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion. Any martial arts gym has a unique set of training secret techniques, and unlike the temporary techniques of combat fighting, training secret techniques can only be taught by true disciples. Long-term exercise of the secret technique can effectively improve the basic qualities of the human body, such as liliang, explosive power, speed, endurance, flexibility and so on.

Garon had heard of the true disciples of the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion, and they were all known for their liliang in the competition. Obviously, the secret technique of the martial arts hall is used to enhance Liliang. And now Ying'er's speed is obviously a little abnormally fast, and she has obviously been trained with secret techniques.

Returning his attention from his distraction, Garon suddenly turned his face a little unnaturally, and from his angle, he could just see the situation under his sister's skirt who was standing, and his slender and round legs were wrapped in black cotton socks, extending into the black shadow under the skirt.

"Okay, it's not good to learn from anyone, you have to learn from that idiot of Longbas!" Ying'er kicked on Garon's chest with some panting, and through the thick clothes, she was not afraid of kicking at all.

Garon blinked, reached out and grabbed her foot.

Boom!

There was another muffled thud. Ying'er followed and smashed on him, and the two of them let out a snort at the same time.

A faint girlish body fragrance suddenly penetrated Garon's nose, and his sister's soft breasts hit his chest hard, making Garon's heart flutter slightly. "Okay, don't make a fuss!" he rubbed his stomach and quickly got up, "What should I eat for lunch?"

Ying'er hit Garon's chest headfirst, she didn't notice being pulled down for a while, she was about to get angry, but suddenly her cheeks turned red again, she noticed that her whole person was completely thrown into Garon's arms, and Garon's chest felt much thicker than when she was playing before. And this time when he was knocked down by himself, he was not as angry as before, but a kind of inappropriate appearance. Hearing the question about lunch, she blinked and was stunned for a moment before she reacted. I got up from the ground and combed my skirt. "I made honey bean cake and onion pie, and the leaf melon soup should be stewed too. ”

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