Chapter 1 The little ones of their families

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Kaiyang Zhou, within the territory of Dashun State.

Luxian Town, a small town in the southwest.

At noon, the sun is shining.

It was when the family was eating, and suddenly in the east of the town, a boy's heart-rending cry came, crying and shouting: "Lu Xiaopang, your uncle, come out and help me, master, I was bullied." ”

With a creak, a somewhat dilapidated wooden door opened, and out of the room came a boy of fourteen or fifteen, not very tall, but very fat.

The big round face, the slender eyes, and the Yunxing jade plate worn around the neck are black and warm and shiny.

His little mouth was now wide open, nibbling on a big red potato, which almost covered his entire face, but his little mouth was fighting the sweet potato.

The little fat man nibbled on the big sweet potato and refused to let go, went out to look left and right, twisted his neck and shouted vaguely: "Little Liuzi, where are you, who did you say bullied you?"

From the alley on the left ran out a skinny child, with a few pieces of cloth torn off his clothes, and a snot and tears on his little black face.

While wiping his face, he ran over and kicked the little fat man's ass, and then snorted and said: "Eat, eat, eat, know how to eat, who else can bully the young master and me, isn't it the bastard of Zhan Sheng in the courtyard of the Zhan family." ”

"Yo he, I've found a rescuer, wasn't it time to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy just now?"

With a crisp voice, in the alley, three fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers walked out,

Looking at the dress, it should be the children of the soldiers in the neighborhood, because the clothes of each of them are almost the same as those worn by the soldiers.

The leading soldier boy laughed at the snot child, looked at the little fat man, nodded the little fat man's head, and said, "Is this your rescuer?

The other two children burst out laughing.

The leading boy scratched his head embarrassedly, "I can't remember the name of this little fat man." ”

The little fat man swallowed a mouthful of sweet potatoes and reminded in a low voice: "My name is Lu Press"

The leading young man laughed loudly: "You still have land pressure, with your weight, it is more appropriate to call the road pressure, hahaha." ”

The little fat man Lu Jian was not angry, he took another bite of the big sweet potato, and muttered as if relieved: "My father and mother are not very good at naming names, but people can't live up to the food, this sentence was taught by Mr. Yuan, if you are fat, you should be fat." ”

After the soldier boy laughed a few times, he said to the fat man Lu Jian and the thin man Xiaoliu: "Today, Xiaoliuzi took the initiative to provoke us, and the one who pressed the road, what do you say!"

Seeing Lu Jian frowning, Xiao Liuzi hurriedly said loudly: "Nonsense, I just praised the Ding family's sister for being beautiful, and a few of you beat Lao Tzu, if it weren't for Lao Tzu holding back his, would he still be bullied by a few of you." ”

The soldier's face was fierce, "Shut up, Miss Ding's fairy-like character, how can you be close to you." I want to tell you to stay away from Miss Ding, don't stain Miss Ding's eyes. ”

Xiao Liuzi seemed to have the little fat man Lu pressing by his side, and his confidence was a lot stronger, he stalked his neck, twitched his snot to see what was about to flow out, and said loudly: "Lao Tzu can look at whoever he likes, control the sky and the earth, and care about Lao Tzu's shit and fart?"

The soldier boy took a vicious step forward, waved his fist at Xiao Liuzi, and shouted, "You can say another word." ”

Xiao Liuzi shrunk his neck, as if he was a little afraid, he looked at Lu Zhuan, who was still competing with the big sweet potato, and scolded: "Dead fatty, don't patronize and eat, say something." ”

The little fat man Lu Jian reluctantly put down the sweet potato, and said to the young man of the military family: "Miss Ding's good looks are true, but you don't need to guard against all of us, such as me, I think she is not as good-looking as the sweet potato in my hand." ”

The soldier's young man's face turned white, is this a compliment?

Xiao Liuzi rarely didn't follow the little fat man's words, and said softly: "I can't say that, I think it's much better than your sweet potatoes." ”

The little fat man Lu Jian knocked Xiao Liuzi's head with a sweet potato, and said loudly: "No aesthetics." ”

The soldier boy looked at these two evil guys, joking with the eldest lady who existed like a god in his mind, couldn't help it, shouted, and punched the little fat man Lu Press.

This punch is an authentic soldier's boxing road, although the boy is young and young, but he also punches his legs steadily, and he has a faint momentum.

The little fat man Lu Jian hurriedly shouted, "Wait!"

The soldier boy stopped his fist, threw it in the air, and said proudly, "What, are you afraid?"

The little fat man carefully handed the sweet potato to Xiao Liuzi, and then, baring his teeth, smiled, "Don't hurt my sweet potato." ”

Under the sun, the young man's fat face was black and red, with white teeth and red lips.

The young soldier had an unhappy look on his face, and he ignored Lu Quan's nonsense, and blasted out with a punch.

The little fat man doesn't look fat, but he is also very flexible, and as soon as his body turns, he dodges away.

After conceding the punch, he didn't fight back immediately, but shouted, "It's almost done."

The soldier boy didn't answer, leaned down, and kicked out with a sweeping leg.

The little fat man jumped upward, but he didn't expect the soldier boy to quickly lean back, double

The punches came out and hit the little fat man's thick back.

The three moves of this young soldier were instructed by his father, where was the land pressure of the wild road to dodge.

Fortunately, Lu pressed the meat and did not suffer a loss, and it was no big deal if he punched it. Instead, he exerted force downward, and a huge body sat down, pressing on the body of the young soldier.

The soldier boy was pressed by so much flesh and screamed.

He shouted loudly to his two companions watching the play: "You two fools, what are you looking at, let's go together!"

Only then did the two companions come to their senses and immediately attacked left and right.

After only a while, Lu Jian ate several punches on his body.

The little fat man did not retreat, but advanced, and after receiving a punch, he immediately counterattacked and kicked down one of the teenagers.

If you punch me, I'll kick you back, and I won't back down!

In this way, about after a stick of incense, when the little fat man took a punch and a kick to fight for his life, he gritted his teeth and kicked, his hips arched and scratched, and he fought three against one, and in the end it was a fiasco for both sides.

The three young men of the soldier family were in tattered clothes, supported each other, and limped away in a stinking scold of "the dead fat man does not follow the rules and does not fight according to the boxing method".

And the little fat man Lu Jian simply lay on his back at the door of the house, his whole body was black, and the corners of his mouth were oozing blood.

Xiao Liuzi, who hid behind the door during the war, came over with a cower at this time, squatting beside Lu Press, with a smile on his face:

"Fatty, rough skin and thick meat are good, and your ability to resist beating is really strong. I knew you were fine, so I didn't come over to help you, and sure enough, the three of them couldn't even beat you alone. ”

The little fat man Lu Jian was no longer able to speak, just looked up at the sky, and then stretched out his hand to Xiao Liuzi, Xiao Liuzi understood, and hurriedly handed over the sweet potato.

Lu Jian took a bite, probably because of a toothache, so he didn't bite harder, gently stretched out his tongue and licked it, closed his eyes and said, "It's really sweet--that." ”

The breeze fluctuated, and he didn't notice that the light and shadow of the cloud-shaped jade plaque on his neck flowed, like a living thing.

Xiao Liuzi smirked a few times, turned his head, and tears flowed out.

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