Chapter 52: Man over Man

Beside the bluestone street that has been smoothed out by people, Bai Yunhuan silently listened to Qiumei's childlike crying.

Bai Yunhuan didn't say anything to comfort him.

Because Bai Yunhuan knows that even the dead relatives can't pay tribute, this kind of thing is already painful to the bone marrow, how can he comfort him?

Bai Yunhuan just gently touched Qiumei's head.

It's like when I didn't go to practice boxing when I was a child, I was beaten and cried by my grandfather, and Sister Xiaohan touched my head.

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The wind blew through Bai Yunhuan's snow-white hair, and the pale withered hair trembled gently with the wind,

The wind was also touching Bai Yunhuan's head.

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When Qiumei cried enough, she covered her red eyes to prevent Bai Yunhuan from looking. Bai Yunhuan snatched her vegetable basket, and before Qiu Mei let go of her hand, she laughed again, revealing two small pointed tiger teeth.

After that, Bai Yunhuan accompanied Qiumei to buy vegetables, Qiumei told Bai Yunhuan about Lan Gui, and when she talked about her sister Lan Gui's intelligence, her eyes flashed with great pride, as if she was happier than being praised by others; Qiu Mei also told Bai Yunhuan about the previous steward of the Li Mansion, and heard Qiu Mei say that the person in charge was an old woman, who had taken good care of her and her sister since she was a child, and when she talked about the old woman, Qiu Mei's eyes were a little sad, because the old man was old, so he left.

The two walked on the street, but Qiumei, who was one year older than Bai Yunhuan, seemed to be younger than Bai Yunhuan and smiled like a child.

The people on the street only thought that this was the sister and brother, but they didn't know that the woman who was smiling so happily was just a maidservant.

But in Bai Yunhuan's eyes, he never cared about such a thing as status and identity.

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The two didn't know that the two walked out of the Li family's mansion, and because Li was no longer timid, suffering and Chu Buwei, they fought.

In the courtyard, suffering and Chu do not stand for the face.

Suffering is carried with one hand, his right arm is half bent, and his palm is standing in front of his chest, and his body is straight.

Chu is not dressed in white and purple, and has a good demeanor.

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"No, you can think clearly, although I will keep my hand, but in case your body is too weak, I can't even bear it, and when the time comes, I will break you, and I won't admit it. ”

Suffering stared at his dark eyes, and looked at Chu Buwei who was more than ten steps away seriously.

Chu Buwei was full of purple qi, and just nodded lightly.

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The bamboo forest swayed, the bamboo leaves trembled,

The wind rises, the fist rises.

But suffering is not a fool, although the fist is uncontrollable, but the fist is still very dead,

One punch is ten percent powerful, and this punch only uses one percent.

I saw the suffering step out in one step, sliding towards Chu Buwei at extreme speed, and at the same time, the right hand that was originally placed in front of him suddenly sank to his waist, and in the blink of an eye, the suffering had reached Chu Buwei's body.

People to fists.

A punch was handed out, pointing directly at Chu Buwei's chest.

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A "bang" sounded, and the voice was low and dull.

I thought that Chu Buwei would suffer at least a big loss, but he was surprised, because Chu Buwei did not retreat half a step, and his punch was like hitting the stone wall of the temple.

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Suffering jumped back to the same place and restarted the punch, and the strength of this punch took two percent.

Another punch was delivered.

The punch hit Chu Buwei's chest, but Chu Buwei still didn't take a step back.

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In the third punch, the strength of the fist was used to fifty percent, and the punch carried a strong wind and pointed directly at Chu Buwei's chest.

There was another "bang", Chu Buwei's body did not move at all, and the right fist of suffering was faintly painful by the backshock.

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Suffering retreated backwards, shaking his right hand that was a little painful, and the last trace of contempt on his face dissipated little by little;

Misery finally let go of the left hand that had been bearing behind him.

His legs were slightly bent, his fists sank to his waist, and he put on a boxing frame that he used to practice boxing every day.

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Little by little, the body of suffering slowly leaned forward, and suddenly it stopped, and from the center of suffering, a strong wind rolled up.

When I look at it again, the suffering is gone.

But he was already close to Chu Buwei.

Punch strength, ninety percent.

The punch was too fast to see.

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When Bai Yunhuan and Qiumei returned to the Li family's mansion, they only saw Misery sitting in the courtyard.

The expression of suffering is complicated, like indignation, but also like a little melancholy.

Bai Yunhuan looked at the unusually suffering and was a little curious. A few days ago, Chu Buwei suddenly said that he wanted to practice boxing with suffering, although it was a little strange, but Chu Buwei was very serious, and suffering agreed.

Because Li Ti has been watching every move of several people in the Li Mansion, Chu Buwei has been unable to start practicing boxing, and today Li Ti finally left, but he is still sitting here until now.

Bai Yunhuan opened his mouth and asked:

"Suffering, what are you doing sitting here, didn't you say a few days ago that I would find you to teach him boxing today?"

"If you don't teach him, why are you still sitting here. ”

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Suffering didn't answer Bai Yunhuan, just clutched his chest with a painful face and slowly stood up.

Bai Yunhuan thought that the suffering was injured, and was about to speak, but he heard the suffering say:

"Alas... This man..."

"Compare yourself to people... It's really infuriating......"

Bai Yunhuan, who was completely confused, watched the suffering of a long sigh leave step by step.

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Qiu Mei looked at the place where the suffering left, and was also a little confused, and asked, "Childe, what's wrong with him?"

Bai Yunhuan shook his head.

"Leave him alone, let's go, I'll help you carry the food first. ”

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Bai Yunhuan helped Qiumei bring the dishes back to the Li Mansion all the way, and sent the dishes to the kitchen in person, and then slowly came to the courtyard where Chu Buwei was there.

Chu Buwei was sitting on the stone bench, looking up at the sky.

Bai Yunhuan knew that Chu Buwei couldn't see it, but Bai Yunhuan also knew that Chu Buwei just liked to look at the sky like this.

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Walking behind Chu Buwei, before Bai Yunhuan could speak, Chu Buwei's gentle voice sounded first:

"Shopkeeper, hard work. ”

Bai Yunhuan smiled, waved his hand and spoke, "It's just a matter of buying a dish, not so much."

Chu Buwei was silent for a moment, and said with a smile:

"That's not what I'm talking about. ”

Bai Yunhuan's movements stopped all of a sudden, and he was a little inexplicably weak, and said:

"You all know?"

Chu Buwei shook his head and said, "I know it alone." ”

Chu Buwei paused, and then spoke softly:

"The other day, when I made up my mind to do something for everyone, I noticed that I seemed to be a little different from before, I can't say what it is, I just know that I can hear farther and more clearly than before. ”

"Then I could hear that the shopkeeper went out every night. ”

"You can also hear if you were hurt when you came back. ”

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"It is precisely because of this that I will find suffering and let him teach me how to practice boxing. ”

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"All this time, you have been silently doing things for us. ”

Chu Buwei sighed, his face was full of self-blame, he no longer looked at the sky, turned his head to Bai Yunhuan, slowly spoke, and repeated:

"Shopkeeper, hard work. ”

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Bai Yunhuan just smiled and didn't speak.

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