Chapter 8 Living up to the name of martial arts
"I don't know what the eldest brother thinks?" Jing Hai turned around and asked Ling Feidao. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Ling Fei pondered for a moment. But there was a plan in his heart, and the corners of his mouth were also smiling. "Pregnant women who were pregnant in October. ”
"Oh?
"You can't hide ...... if you have goods"
Listening to Ling Fei's answer, Jing Hai and Zhao Feng were stunned for a moment, and then laughed, and Ling Fei also laughed.
"Big brother hasn't changed much from before, at least it's still so funny to speak. Zhao Feng said, "Just take the song that everyone sang just now is also the masterpiece of the eldest brother!" Zhao Feng said with emotion.
"Don't talk about this, if you say it again, I'm afraid I'll stay and drink with you and laugh about the ...... of the rivers and lakes."
On the other side, Yang Qiming sat down opposite Zhao Feng, but at this time he was looking at the people next to him, but if he knew that they didn't know what Ling Fei had just said and couldn't look at others with peace of mind, he would definitely cry out at the time.
And these two people were dressed in gray clothes, and they were probably twenty-five or sixteen by the eye, but they were not carrying weapons beside them, and at this time, one of them pointed at Jing Hai and Zhao Feng, as if they were talking about something. On the other side, I saw an old man with white hair and temples, about 60 years away, drinking alone, but it is worth noting that Yang Qiming is a crane-haired childish face.
"The food is here!" Just when Yang Qiming observed the three of them, Xiao Er had already brought the wine and food, which can not be said to be the speed of this family's work, of course, it has something to do with the lack of people. "You two are objective, what else do you want?"
Yang Qiming looked at a jar of wine and a bowl in front of him, a simple plate of peanuts, green edamame and a plate of braised fish, and couldn't help but smile bitterly again. "Shopkeeper, is this missing a bowl?"
"A lot, a lot, but I arrived first, and I deliberately said that it was only a bowl. Before Xiao Er could explain, Zhao Xiang just said, "You go down first." This sentence was obviously said to Xiao Er, and then he looked at Yang Qiming with burning eyes.
"Okay, the two guest officers use it slowly. Xiao Er also walked away with interest and went to be busy with his business.
"How do you drink it?" Today is definitely the most wry smile I have had in the past 20 years, right?, Yang Qiming thought so, but still asked, "Why can't you use a bowl more?"
"Knowingly, the one who drinks the wine first wins!" he said, pouring a glass of wine and placing it in the middle of the table, "I'll count to three, how about we do it together?"
"Can I choose no?"
"One!" Zhao Xiang said to himself as if he hadn't heard Yang Qiming speak.
"I must have done something wrong in my last life, and now I met you, hey"
"Two!" Ignoring Yang Qiming's words again, he continued.
"Three!" said that there was a pause in the front, and the number three was indeed counted quickly, and then his right hand quickly grasped the bowl full of wine.
Yang Qiming was not behind at this time, his right hand was also stretched out for the first time, but not to the bowl, but directly wanted to grab Zhao Xiang's wrist, Zhao Xiang was indeed as expected, the wrist was from the bottom up, and the left hand was also stretched out at this time, clamping Yang Xiangming's right hand from above, and then the right hand went to take the wine bowl again, Yang Qiming was originally the right hand to grab it directly down, but at this time, people's reaction ability was not so fast, but as soon as it ended, the wine bowl was taken by Zhao Xiang, of course, because it was Zhao Xiang counting, itself is the reason for the advantage。
The smug look flashed on the cameraman's face, and he began to say with the wine bowl, "You dare to let me have one hand when you fight with me, it's careless, hehe, even if I win this time!"
"Don't be too happy too early, if I remember correctly, what I just said seems to be a win after drinking it first" said and grabbed Zhao Xiang with both hands. At this time, Yang Qiming's martial arts skills were revealed, but they were not Zhao Xiang's hands, his left hand was directly to Zhao Xiang's mouth, but his right hand was grabbed to Zhao Xiang's left hand, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a light smile, and he said in his heart: Holding a bowl in his right hand, I see what you should do! Isn't it a tactic to let you get it first?
And Zhao Xiang is indeed extremely experienced in actual combat, at this time the body leaned back directly, and the wine was about to be poured into his mouth, Yang Qiming was a little embarrassed at this time, his hands fell into the air, but this did not affect his strength, his right leg went directly forward, and he hooked Zhao Xiang's calf hard, obviously wanting Zhao Xiang to lose his center of gravity and let the wine spill out, which was better than losing.
Of course, Zhao Xiang also saw Yang Qiming's intentions, but his legs were lifted upwards instead, and his left hand stabilized his balance. After feeling the strength of the stool, Zhao Xiang didn't stop doing anything, pressed his left hand hard, and the person moved back directly, hooked his hands and feet on the table, his body once again grasped the balance, and the wine was poured directly into his mouth. "Ahh
And the old man next to him really shook his head, it turned out that when he heard that the two were going to compete, he stopped drinking and looked here, but he didn't look at the skills of the two, and drank by himself. The other two gray-clothed youths looked at each other thoughtfully and nodded.
"Brother Zhao's martial arts are willing to bow to the wind!" After seeing Zhao Xiang's skills, Yang Qiming knew that he couldn't do it in this regard, although he had practiced hard in the forest when he was a child, but compared with Zhao Xiang, he obviously felt that his strength was not enough, but this sentence was true.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhao Xiang shook his head, "The focus of the knife and the sword is different, the knife lies in the strength, the sword lies in the skill, I obviously occupy the time of the day in this competition, it is not counted, and the next time I will continue to compare!Ah! Good wine!" Saying that, Zhao Xiang did lick his lips unconsciously, I don't know if it was because he was looking forward to the next competition or really tasting the deliciousness of the wine, but the real answer was probably only known to him. "Xiao Er, another bowl!"
At this time, Jinghai and his group of eight people also came to the front, and did not answer Zhao Xiang and Yang Qiming, but sat down directly at the table next to him, ordered a few dishes and ate them.
Next, Zhao Xiang and Yang Qiming did not try again, they ate quickly, when they went out, time is very important, now there is no place to live here, if you can't get to the next destination before dark, then you can only eat and sleep, although the dart escort is nothing for these, but it is really not good for the employer Zhao Yuanwai. Besides, if time comes, no one will have more affection for the nostalgia of the wilderness than the bed in the house. And the previous competition between the two was precisely because they were in front of the curve and carried out on the premise of not affecting everyone's time. A simple meal took only a quarter of an hour, and everyone set out again.