Chapter 1078

Of course, this product can't be tassel's brother. When tassel imperceptibly instilled some difficulties that I would inevitably encounter when I married her, she repeatedly stressed that she was an only NV, so her mother insisted that her son-in-law must have a house in the future.

from childhood to adulthood, I felt that I was better than Chuyuan in any aspect and was admired by the girl Both physical and psychological reactions are acute. The latter is embodied in Hu Si Luan's thinking, useful and useless half of the meaning + Yin ability, while the former is directly reflected in the motor power and explosive power that are not compatible with the harmless appearance. The gentle man who scolded me for his white face but was obviously whiter than me was like a leopard lurking in the grass for a long time. Suddenly, he caught the opportunity, jumped up and tore at my prey's throat with ferocious teeth. What I responded to was not only the brain, but also the body's response was not slow, and it must be more reliable than the absurd reaction in the brain ——I don't hide, I kick a Tui to the other side's abdomen.

A little surprise flashed in the eyes of the white faced young man. His body was like a gyroscope. After the last step, his left foot was steadfast, and his fist and my kick out foot were both lost. They were dislocated into back-to-back. The wind was blowing in my ears. I was in a cold sweat. Before I could turn my head, I raised my arm to block the side of my head, and my lower arm hurt. It was after he rotated to dodge my foot The body swung over the fist, like an iron bar, I seem to hear the bone groan Yin.

This goods action connection is extremely fast, the close body skill is strong, let my scalp tingle, is a practitioner!

It's not that I haven't met tough practitioners since I was young, but I'm the first to meet practitioners who are so black and cruel but have such deceiving skills. I'm not a practitioner, but I have rich experience in fighting. Among them, I haven't suffered less from them. I know that the biggest difference between them and non professionals like me is that Where, that is, they will never use one move to end the confidence or arrogance of their opponents. They will always keep the back moves, and they will not succeed in a single attack until the opponent lies down. Therefore, when they fight, they often do not have the unrestrained fighting momentum of hooligans and ruffians, but they will be able to put down and play to death when they are easy to describe My military value is not as high and abnormal as tassels, asters or viagra they think. My glorious war record is because I understand the difference between a trainer and a non trainer. Therefore, most of the people who are famous or ferocious but have poor Kung Fu and are barely second-class at most are defeated. When I meet such cruel men as white faced youth, I will climb the wall and escape Sometimes I run into a master who runs faster than the winger who is good at speed in my school football team. I am the one who is knocked down under the wall. I'm notorious not because I fight hard, but because I'm a tough fighter, but because I'm a tough fighter. I have an indomitable obsession, and I'll get the chance to be left alone sooner or later. I'll earn money by beating a stick. Therefore, real practitioners usually don't want to get involved with me, because there's no small group around me, except for the beautiful and troubling girls It's not difficult to win by fighting me in groups. However, I have to be on guard after the event. It's easy to hide the open gun, but I can't defend the secret weapon. I still can't afford to lose face when I've said so much. In fact, I want to explain one thing: two moves, if you include the loss of wine Bottle is just three moves. After these three moves, I will know that I can't do this white faced youth. He is not only a practitioner, but also a practitioner who doesn't mind sneaking attack. He narrowly avoids one punch and blocks one punch. The next move, at most two moves, can let me down

I have not lost or can't afford to lose, but if I lose inexplicably now, However, it's not just a matter of beating the cudgel to get it back. It's directly related to whether tassel and I can leave the seed wine safely tonight. If the white faced youth is arranged by the two masters of Zhangjia, then tonight is my miscalculation. If he has nothing to do with them, it will be the biggest accident of the evening. In response to the sentence "human calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation"

make a hypothesis that if winter is small Night hiding in a corner to observe and protect me, then see me by this white faced youth down and ravaged, she has reason not to appear?

Let's make another assumption. If the winter night appears or doesn't appear, does the two brothers collude with Lin yun'an, the "professionals" arranged by Laozi, who is involved in the underworld. Is there anything else to worry about? If she doesn't show up, it proves that she hasn't come. If she does, the tiger can't defeat the wolves. What's more, my tiger is only the mother's.

by contrast, my bet with Sima Yang is the least important

today, I can't afford to lose!

Sure enough, the white faced young man hit me with a graceful but sharp knee bump. Even if I was lucky enough to jump away, I would lose control of my body because of confusion, and then lose even more miserably. In a hurry, I grabbed his neck and pulled hard, injuring the enemy eight hundred times and losing one thousand five. I bit my teeth and ate him with my help The more fierce iron knee, but also with the injured head severely hit him a mallet, two people retreat at the same time, his nose blood long flow, my mouth tumbling, but he was red, and I barely stood still did not fall down, so at first glance it seems that he suffered more losses.Everything was just lightning and flint. People couldn't react at all. I was so upset that I couldn't even open my mouth. If that guy rushed up again, I could only drag Sima Yang around me to use as Rou shield. But brother Sima is a literati. It is estimated that one who meets his face will have to lie down.

from the surprised and expectant eyes of the two Zhangs, we can judge the white faced youth It was not their intention to arrange it. They changed their eyes. The content was very clear. They could not accept the transfer of 7% equity. Therefore, it is worth taking a risk. Of course, there is a premise that I will fall down and see if sister tiger has come.

the situation is that I am not optimistic, and the smart and wrong people suddenly become me In my secret call of bad luck, I saw that the tall and thin Ma surnamed manager moved a step in time, blocked between me and the white faced youth, and said with a flattering smile: "Mr. Su, this Mr. Chu is a friend of the little boss. You are making me embarrassed."

The white faced youth wiped his nose blood with his sleeve and recovered his indifference at the beginning. He had no expression on his face and no focus in his eyes. However, in a flat tone, he was slightly angry. "It's her friend. The wine she invited should be drunk."

The manager Ma is not surprising in appearance. He is half head taller than me. If he doesn't stoop, he is about 1.9 meters tall. He looks servile, but he is not a simple commodity. If you pay a little attention, you can find that his standing posture is strange. His feet are slightly separated. One front and one back, the left foot behind seems to be stepping on. In fact, it is raised. Only the tip of his foot touches the ground Shudder, it proves that Tui is full of strength. Once kicked out, it has the potential of breaking stones. Although he is bowing, his right elbow is very low, and his gravity is pressed. Although I am standing behind him, there is still a thrilling feeling that the sharp arrow is aimed at the eyebrow. Instead of a flaw, he shows a strong opposite to Wen's expression Who is this product? Who is his boss? He called the white faced young man with a maximum of 312 who looked like only 278 to say "master Su". I think the other side has a lot of talent, but why does he stand on my side so simply?

I was surprised. Zhang JIAYE and Sima Yang were even more surprised. Only tassel turned back in surprise and ran to help me feel comfortable. He glared at him like a kitten whose tail was trampled on.

"Su Ye" is indeed a practitioner. His eyes are from bottom to top. There are two obvious pauses on the left foot and right elbow of manager Ma. Then he gives up the idea of continuing to fight with me. He says faintly, "Ma Dalei, do you dare to fight with me?"

"I dare not," said manager Ma, with a smooth smile of a Philistine, but his body was still full of bows. He said with a sincere smile of three points and seven points of artificial smile: "when you wear military uniform, you are not less instructed and promoted by old master su. When the capital is in a slump or degenerate, you have directly or indirectly accepted Su Ye's favor. Thank you very much for not being buried under the imperial city Mr. Su, you've been sparing no effort to kill all of you. I've kept this kindness in mind. But we've sold this cheap life to the boss now? Even if I'm just a part-time worker, I have to live up to my salary. Besides, you don't know the relationship between the small boss and the big boss. Although there is no blood relationship, it hurts like a sister. The friend of the small boss is injured here. If you get angry, the big boss will give me some eyes. Yao wears a pair of small shoes. I am not swept out It's so simple to continue to beg for food. I don't know how many enemies I have. If you hold out a finger, you can frustrate me, right? Hehe, although the wine is small, it's the only place I can live in "

the white faced youth with a Beijing accent waved his hand. Mo produced a box of Zhongnanhai with a few yuan, and Chou put one in his mouth. The manager, surnamed Ma, who called him" Su Ye "for at least one round, was busy getting out of the lighter. However, the white faced youth handed me the cigarette, and the tassel saw him close to me again In front of me, just like Sima Yang's attitude when handing cigarettes to me, "he doesn't smoke!"

The manager, surnamed Ma, had a look of appreciation on his face, but he was nine points surprised. However, the white faced youth didn't like it. He was stunned and muttered in a low voice, "interesting. Although this cigarette is a few Mao Yuan, it is the first time that someone said no"

"most of the young people in Beijing follow the stream?" The city hall was as deep as a sea of tension, but I and tassel, Sima Yang, and Zhang Mingjie were in a fog, and I had never heard of the name

[PS: I was so busy that I didn't come back until midnight last night. This chapter is from yesterday, and I will be on business in the afternoon.

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