During this period of time, Wu Dong has always had a fire in his heart, and after being encouraged by the inch-headed young man, he was silent for a few seconds, and nodded slowly: "That's okay, I'll help you look around." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Okay!" the inch-headed young man stood up and stretched.

The tattooed young man put down the beer bottle and asked cautiously: "How is that kid's strength?

Wu Dong laughed: "Don't worry, a rookie, he has just started to practice martial arts, and he is not an amateur nine grades, any of you can easily clean him up." ”

Inch head youth and tattooed youth dropped out of school early, embarked on the road of mixed society, usually indispensable fights and brawls, some fists and feet, in order to get out of the top, they deliberately befriended Chen Changhua and Wu Dong, in order to learn formal martial arts, more than two years, although there are a lot of samples of eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, but the practice is quite diligent, and there is often "practice", all have reached the strength of amateur seven products, so Wu Dong is very relieved that they teach Lou Cheng a lesson.

"Then it's not easy, I guarantee that Brother Dong is satisfied!" the inch-headed young man laughed.

The tattooed young man thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute, which of you can speak Northeast dialect and teach me two sentences." ”

"Huh?" Wu Dong and the inch-headed young man both looked dazed.

The tattooed young man explained: "Songda is the best university in Songcheng, and it is famous all over the country, and if we people in the mixed society make trouble here, it will be easy to plant it, we are measured, but we can't have some accidents, right? Maybe we were bumped into by a professor or teacher, right? Now it's dark, I can't see my face clearly, I'll speak in Northeast dialect later, something is really wrong, and I can't find us, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes. "Wu Dong is most afraid that they will be found out, which will affect himself.

The inch-headed young man was puzzled: "This black light is blinding, which teacher and professor will run here?"

"Isn't it beautiful to ask a schoolgirl in the dark?" replied the tattooed young man with a smile.

............

Along the lakeside path, Lou Cheng jogged to the place where he usually practiced pile skills, half of the Weishui Lake reflected the lights of the dormitory area and the teaching area, as if there was a silver sea hanging upside down, bit by bit, all bright, the other half was dark and quiet, occasionally you can see a street lamp projection, the edge is a stone can arouse a lot of pairs of "wild mandarin ducks" place, is also where Lou Cheng is now.

It is the habit of a martial artist to observe the surroundings, after a period of hard training, he has internalized this into his instinct, and when he was running, he saw two figures coming out of the woods by the lake, and subconsciously took a second look.

The tattooed young man immediately shouted:

"What are you looking at?"

"Didn't see anything, I'm sorry. Lou Cheng was stunned, he didn't expect this to cause a quarrel, he didn't want to cause more trouble, so he replied in a humble tone.

Although he practiced martial arts and strengthened his courage, he still wanted to meet a rogue hero to save the beauty before, but when he really met it, his usual personality and habits still dominated, not to mention that Old Man Shi also said that modern society is a legal society, and he can't fight bravely and ruthlessly, as a martial artist, he is not afraid of things, but he also tries not to cause trouble.

"Damn, dare to ......be blind" The tattooed young man only learned these two sentences in a hurry, and he didn't dare to say more, so he motioned to the inch-headed young man to block the building into the front with his eyes, and moved his feet by himself to cut off his back road.

Lou Cheng is not a fool, the other party's menacing demeanor soon came into his mind, and he made a judgment in his heart:

"It's a deliberate attempt to cause trouble!"

And seeing that they are still maintaining footwork in the outflanking, they obviously have the level of amateur nine grades or more!

-- Ordinary people practice boxing and feet, and they don't pay the most attention to footwork, and those who can instinctively maintain footwork in ordinary fights and brawls must be practitioners!

The two sides are not far apart, belonging to the distance that can be fought immediately after scolding, seeing that the slap of the young man with the inch head is about to slap his face in the next second, Lou Cheng suddenly flashed to the side, sped up his footwork, and ran into the woods.

Ran into the woods......

Ran away......

Run!

The inch-headed youth and the tattooed youth looked at each other, and they were a little stunned for a while, this TM actually ran away?

According to their experience, when encountering a quarrel, everyone will first try to explain or argue with reason, even if it is possible to fight, the response of the cowardly is to beg for mercy and give in, and the brave guy will try to fight, until it is obvious that he can't fight before running, who knows that the guy just now didn't say a word, and ran faster than a rabbit!

The two came back to their senses, spat and ran after Lou Cheng, their facial muscles twisted and hideous, and they felt a little embarrassed.

The footsteps behind him were hurried, Lou Cheng didn't dare to stop, and walked through the sparse forest by the lake, relying on the terrain to be proficient, and soon arrived at the road outside the forest, which was where he usually practiced endurance.

This road leads to the teaching area on the one hand, and extends to the school hill, the mountain is not high, only about ten meters, it is more appropriate to call it "mound", there is the largest library in Songcheng, and this road goes around the hill, straight to the vast west area that is still under construction, Lou Cheng turned his feet and ran to the hill.

The inch-headed youth and the tattooed youth roared through the woods, and when they saw Lou Cheng fleeing to the hill, they were all happy:

This kid is panicking!

Originally, if he fled to the teaching area, the two of them would definitely not dare to cause trouble again, now, wait a minute, loosen his bones!

When the two walked through the woods, Wu Dong, who was waiting to watch the show, couldn't sit still, for fear that they would lose their temper and make some big mess, implicating themselves, so they hurriedly followed behind and tried to catch up.

Chasing, running, chasing, running, the young man with the tattoo who lived a life of eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling and smoking soon began to gasp, and the distance between him and Lou Cheng was widened a little bit, and both of them gradually gave up in their hearts.

Damn! I want to run five streets in one go!

At this moment, they found that Lou Cheng in front of them had also slowed down, so they looked at each other and smiled, with excitement and cruelty in their eyes.

We can't run, and this kid can't run either!

Hold on a little longer, wait for him to catch up, and make him look good!

Mustering up Yu Yong, bypassing the hill, the two chased to the west area, which was still a wasteland, chasing and chasing, the distance between the two sides was a little closer, but after running for a while, the inch-headed young man couldn't hold it anymore, stopped, and gasped:

", whew,, this, this kid, tm, tm, is so good at running. ”

The tattooed young man ran two more steps, but he couldn't support it, his back was bent, his hands were propped on his knees, and he watched Lou Cheng's figure get farther and farther away.

"Run, run, run Lao Tzu, soft hands, soft feet......" He spoke as if he was pulling a bellows, and his chest rose and fell violently.

Wu Dong in the back also caught up at this time, panting, cold sweat on his forehead, seeing that the two were no longer moving forward, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, stopped not far away, and frequently retched, as if he couldn't even breathe.

"Forget it, forget it, it's not necessary, waves, waste of time......" Smoking hurts the lungs, the lungs take a breath, Wu Dong has run such a long distance, and he feels a little black in front of him.

As soon as his words fell, his eyes suddenly froze, and he saw that in the darkness ahead, a figure ran back through the desolation, as if it was Lou Cheng!

"You ......" the tattooed youth and the inch-headed youth gasped and were stunned.

How dare this kid run back?

Staring at it, they saw that Lou Cheng's face was as usual, his breathing was smooth, and he couldn't see any signs of running such a long distance!

Damn, what kind of monster is this! The young man with the inch head and the young man with the tattoo suddenly felt a sense of horror.

Looking at the three people who gasped for breath and distanced themselves from each other, Lou Cheng smiled on his face, and did not speak, he suddenly stepped up and punched, and the power under his feet was generated, transmitted to the waist and back, and the fist was directed, combining the strength of his whole body into one, and hitting the middle of the chest of the inch-headed young man with the momentum of a tiger.

The inch-headed young man was about to dodge and raised his hand to fight back, but his hands and feet were sore, and he almost didn't catch his breath, his movements were a beat slower, and he was directly hit by Lou Cheng's punch.

Boom!

In the muffled sound, the inch-headed young man punched in his fist, his bones ached, he almost held his breath, and took two steps back, but Lou Cheng's footwork was not chaotic, followed closely, pressed his two shoulders, and then stumbled under his feet, and threw him hard towards the tattooed young man who came to besiege, knocking the other party who was also soft and weak.

Of course, Lou Cheng will not let go of this opportunity, with a walk, a twist of his back, a whip leg kick out, and the tattooed young man's left leg is facing the facial bone.

"Ahh

The tattooed young man screamed miserably, although he did not break bones, but he also rolled around his feet in pain, and lost his combat effectiveness in a short period of time, just like the inch-headed young man who was almost breathless.

After solving them, Lou Cheng looked at Wu Dong, who was rushing to the front, and said with a slight smile:

"It turns out that Senior Brother Wu wants to teach me a lesson, so I can only ask you for a lesson or two. ”

Wu Dong's expression was gloomy, and he gasped:

"Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is tired, aren't you tired? Everyone, everyone is each other!"

I'm a master of amateur second-class products! Which onion are you?

I'm sorry, I'm really not tired...... Lou Cheng calmly put his hands in a starting style, and his eyes were eager to try.

Although Wu Dong is an amateur second-grade master, the master said that he was hollowed out by tobacco and alcohol, and he was already half wasted, and now he is tired, his hands and feet are soft, and he has difficulty breathing.

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