Chapter Twenty-Seven: Two Parrots Singing Horses

Gao Ming's heart is bitter. As soon as this Nima came up, he was going to fight to death!

This Cheng Ping is not a frank gentleman, and he said that he would fight to death, and he had to keep him alone, otherwise the Cheng family would find trouble.

Cheng Ping's call seemed to be heroic and frank, but in fact, he secretly used the Cheng family as a threat.

If I can't beat you, I'll have to beat you to death!

But the problem is that you can't beat it.

Gao Ming secretly looked at it, this Cheng Ping Tiger has a bear's waist, thick arms and legs, and is half a head taller than Gao Ming. The contrast is obvious, it really can't be beaten.

Gao Ming's heart was pantothenic. But what he didn't expect was that before Gao Ming could figure out how to speak, the two parrots brought by Cheng Ping opened their mouths first.

At this time, the birdcage was still sitting quietly on the table, and only one parrot shouted crisply: "Fight, fight, fight!

The other parrot said, "Ho, ho, what a heavy punch, what a fast leg!"

Everyone was stunned.

If you think about it a little at this point, you can roughly understand it. This Cheng Ping is about to practice martial arts, and these two sentences must have been taught to the parrot in his spare time when Cheng Ping practiced by himself.

Therefore, as soon as these two parrots heard the word "type", they were a fierce compliment.

What kind of fetish is this? At that moment, everyone wanted to laugh in their hearts, but they didn't dare on their faces, so they had to hold back stiffly, and their faces turned the color of pig liver.

That Cheng Ping seemed unmoved. I only heard him say: "If you don't make a move, I'll do it first." Look at the move!"

With that, he rushed up and punched the door.

Gao Ming has always been on guard, and at this time, seeing him punching, the momentum was like thunder, and he didn't even leave a chance to negotiate, so he couldn't help but secretly cry bitter in his heart.

He didn't dare to slack off, his head shrank and jumped to the side, and he was able to dodge the punch.

That Cheng Ping groaned softly: "Yo, there are still two more." ”

Cheng Ping's punch came very quickly, and Gao Ming was able to dodge it. Not to mention, since he insisted on practicing every day, Gao Ming felt that his body was indeed much lighter.

But I heard Cheng Ping shout again: "Pay attention, it's coming!"

I saw that Cheng Ping walked quickly, caught up in two steps, jumped and raised his knees into his legs.

Gao Ming saw that Cheng Ping's left knee was raised, his toes were straight, ready to go, and he was vigilant in his heart. Unexpectedly, Cheng Pingren was still in the air, but it was not the left leg, but the right leg!

The left leg was just cover, and the right leg had already been prepared and popped out like lightning.

Gao Ming was caught off guard, dodged in a hurry, and tilted his body to dodge, only to feel a gust of wind grazing the tip of his nose, and the wind was so strong that his face was stinging.

Before he could stand firm, a fist had already struck him in the chest. Gao Ming crossed his arms and protected them in front of him, only to feel like he had been hit in the chest by a mountain.

Gao Ming staggered back again and again, his arms were in excruciating pain, trembling incessantly, and he couldn't even hold his fists. At this time, Cheng Ping's soles followed like a shadow, and Gao Ming watched as he could not avoid it.

"Bang", Gao Ming's body is like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc and flying upside down.

Ahem, it's really a heavy punch, such a fast leg!

I only heard that Cheng Ping sneered: "Hehe, how capable should I be, it turned out to be a pig's nose with onions in it - pretending to be an elephant!"

The little girl who played the pipa exclaimed, and hurriedly ran over to help Gao Ming, but where could she help her.

The others around him were hiding far away, where did they dare to step forward? They could only watch and sigh in secret.

Gao Ming waved his hand to the little girl, don't look at his thin body, but in fact, after practicing for so long, the weight of fine meat is not light.

The little girl couldn't hold him, so she had to hold up his head and take out a handkerchief to wipe the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth for him.

Gao Ming was half-lying on the ground, his chest heaving heavily, gasping heavily.

He raised his hand and wiped the blood from his mouth, looked up at Cheng Ping, the corners of his mouth cracked, and a smiling face was pulled.

His face was pale, and his white teeth were stained with bright red blood.

Cheng Ping frowned.

I only heard Gao Ming ask him: "Haha, is it cool?"

Cheng Ping looked at him with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was doing.

Gao Ming didn't wait for him to answer, and said to himself: "Of course it's cool." is so arrogant and domineering, it's not too cool, no wonder it's said that this kind of world is very fair. For a young master like you, this world is so beautiful. Isn't it?"

Cheng Ping's eyebrows were about to be squeezed together, and his face was stiff. He couldn't understand, where did this kid get the courage to dare to provoke himself?

He didn't move, and the attendant next to him was not happy, pointing and pointing, and stepped forward and scolded: "What are you talking about, our brother Cheng is not a young master, he is an authentic master!"

The little girl turned sideways, holding Gao Ming's head behind her with one hand, and looked vigilantly at the attendant who came over. Fortunately, the man only scolded and did not come forward to do anything.

However, this Gao Ming said undeadly: "Hehe, whether it is old or young, it is not a good thing." ”

"Yo he, I see that you are a toad jumping into the oil pot, looking for death by yourself!"

The ruffian rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward to do it. But suddenly a gust of wind blew beside him, and it turned out that it was his own boss who rushed over first.

That Cheng Ping rushed up and grabbed Gao Ming's collar, and snatched Gao Ming from the little girl's arms at once.

Cheng Ping put his head against Gao Ming's forehead and asked fiercely word by word: "Do you dare to say it again?"

Gao Ming squinted, didn't look at him, and said, "Don't you understand? I mean, the most immoral thing you did was to give birth to such a immoral thing as you." ”

With a "boom", Gao Ming was punched to the ground. Cheng Ping was furious, got up hatefully and made up for it, Gao Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew out again, and crashed into the tables and chairs.

That Cheng Ping was born strong, and he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he loved to fight with people since he was a child, and he was very fierce. Now he was furious, like a lion roaring, and the momentum was terrifying.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

The little girl pounced on it with an "ah" and tore Cheng Ping all the way.

Cheng Ping flicked his arm impatiently, and the little girl staggered backwards and sat on the ground with a "bang".

Cheng Ping's followers also reacted, and stepped forward while scolding, and beat Gao Ming. Cheng Ping looked at it coldly, and he didn't do anything, but he didn't restrain his subordinates.

Until a clear voice suddenly came from the door: "Stop!

Everyone looked at the door together, and it was a little girl in green clothes, with a pink face and angry eyes.

Those gentlemen all stopped their hands together, their faces showed fear, and they all quietly retreated behind Cheng Ping.