V2.Chapter 10

But now a thief is a thief. It is never possible to go to justice calmly with awe inspiring righteousness, unless the story is told by Feng Xiaogang.

When Shi Qian saw that we all looked at him contemptuously, he smiled obscene and said, "I'm kidding you, but I can't run." Then he pulled out a white towel from the hotel from his neck and handed it to Lin Chong, "brother, I'll see the momentum is bad and help me throw this up."

Lin Chong they may not know what the white towel stands for. I was so angry that I said, "you learn fast when you surrender!"

At this time, the referee motioned the players from both sides to play. The president jumped to the scene with the support of the column, making a loud "bang", which was amazing. The time moved, he walked in gently, bent his waist, and his eyes turned disorderly. As soon as the two compartments were compared, the people of the Jingwu Club laughed, and the morale rose a lot. The referee also laughed and said, "salute the players from both sides."

The president looked down at Shi Qian and threw a fist down like chopping firewood. Shi Qian looked up at the president and arched his hand up. He only reached the president's waist. I just raised my hand to reach someone's chin. It seems that if you want to score, you can only make up your mind on your opponent's leg.

The referee saw the two men standing together like a monkey spirit summoned by a tiger head demon. He looked at us with a slightly questioning look, which probably meant to see if we were going to abstain. After a while, there was no news, so he had to announce the start of the game.

His hand hasn't completely fallen yet. Shiqian has risen in the air. When he crossed the president's head, he gave him a hard blow. The President probably figured out a way to deal with Shiqian early in the morning. If he punches, he has to bend down, so the best way to deal with such a short opponent is to use his foot. As long as he kicks it, the effect is the same whether he parries or not: at least he can't stay on the stage. If the techniques are used properly, he can even kick out of the world. As a result, his legs had just been lifted. The opponent disappeared, and then there was a sharp pain on his head. Sanda helmets only protect the forehead and cheeks, and the hair is exposed. The friction between cortical boxing gloves and hair can definitely make people deeply hurt, and the president will cover his head with both hands. But he reacted very quickly. As soon as he twisted his legs, he swept back, like lightning. Even Gu Ye couldn't help shouting, "good Kung Fu!"

If his opponent is Li Kui or Xiang Yu. At least this foot can drive away the enemy behind him, but Shi Qian only slightly lowers his head and sweeps his legs in vain. Shi Qian jumps forward, jumps down from the president and gets behind the president. Then Shi Qian jumps up and beats the president on the back

At this time, the referee was a little confused. It was the first time he encountered such a situation. The reason why he was confused was because he didn't know whether he should score when attacking his opponent's back. In the early stage of the conference, 50 challenge platforms will compete together. Of course, there are not so many professional referees, so many of them are still students of the sports school, and our referee is one of them. When he saw that the challenge arena next to him was at half-time, he couldn't afford to lose face. He shouted to the young referee on the stage: "elder martial brother, can the back be divided?" The referee was not much better than him. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak. Then a pair of players who were facing the enemy on the stage joined the discussion. The three men discussed for a long time and shouted, "it should be counted. Isn't the back also the trunk?"

At this time, the local president has become more and more depressed. Since he took the stage, Shiqian has never launched a frontal attack, either jumping around on his head or drilling in his footwall. Moreover, the hitting parts are also unimaginable: the head, back, ass and inner thigh. In fact, even if the president's body puts down its shelf, Shiqian's beating has the same effect as massage, but in the challenge arena, His points were lost like running water

It's hard to say that the president's Kung Fu was invented by several lazy people in Europe and the United States. My brothers, who were idle and bored, wanted to invent a fighting technique. They didn't know how to do it. They simply put all martial arts factions in the world together and found out how to fight as they want. They also called it free fighting, This kind of playing method also carries forward the laziness and randomness of European and American people. In fact, it is very elegant, and the president's Rogue style is also suitable for this system. It can be seen that he has a solid foundation in traditional martial arts, so he has no bulky movements because of his tall figure, but he is still confused by the changes of times, Like a crazy gorilla fighting a hummingbird.

Shiqian often flies in front of him and behind him. The president can only passively follow him. When Shiqian doesn't turn, he is still turning. When he doesn't turn, Shiqian starts to turn again. The most depressing thing is that sometimes he stares at Shiqian in the air and can beat him down with a punch, However, just halfway out of the fist, the other party will suddenly turn in the air like a feather affected by the wind. The time changes, the more he farts, the faster he moves, he can hardly be seen. It seems that there is only a big man punching and kicking on the stage, like a draft.

After the whistle of the first game sounded, the president fainted and sat on the stage, followed up to help his two disciples and said, "MB, I haven't seen what my opponent looks like after playing for a long time."

Shiqian squatted on the pillar with one leg and narrowed his eyes. It looks like an obscene version of Wukong.

Gu Ye used his break time to copy the erhu and make a few sad sounds. There was nothing here. The people of Jingwu society almost burst into tears. Gu Ye stood up and said to me, "Congratulations, the other party's defeat has been decided - who is the boy on the stage? I haven't seen such a good lightness skill in half a century."

I said, "that boy grew up with human traffickers. He sold pirated discs and loaded disabled children on the street. Let him break his legs to his ears and show you later."

Gu Ye looked at me. "I'm old, but I don't have Alzheimer's," he said slowly The old man said, took out some films and sent them to Lin Chong. He smiled and said, "if you don't dislike me, come to my teahouse when you're free, I'll ask for advice sincerely." Then he took the pony and erhu back to the tiger.

At the beginning of the second inning, the president subconsciously leaned against the railing and only faced Shiqian, but this move was useless. Shiqian could still fly around his head. Sometimes it's clear that the body is already outside the challenge arena, but the small thin legs toss tightly for a few steps, and then they return to Taichung like white garbage in the strong wind. It should be the legendary Kung Fu of swallows copying water three times or chasing toads eight times. In short, people can't practice it. In the end, the president still suffered. Because the partition he provided to Shiqian only exposed his head, this part was frequently attacked. In the end, the president's hairstyle was like pulling with dozens of shrews. And there began to be depilation. After playing for a while, the president's thick black hair began to rise continuously in the attack of waves of time, floating in the wind, with a very strange shape.

Ren Xianqi sings well: cry and laugh happily. The pain can't die. These martial arts practitioners may not feel good if you cut them a few times. But no one can stand pulling hair down one by one, and it is a kind of psychological devastation for people with heroism. Think about it, heroes at all times, at home and abroad. They can fail, bleed or die without affecting their reputation. However, none of their heroes died by pulling out their hair by the enemy. Achilles and Hector didn't pull each other's hair, nor did they use this move. Zidane lost the 2006 World Cup not because his hair was pulled away - he had no hair. Therefore, the president is likely to be the first hero who has been stripped of his hair. He holds his head and is sad while playing.

After the third inning. The president has become bald. In other arenas, the competition is very cruel. Some eyes have been bruised and some teeth have been beaten out. However, the president is still the first person to compete as a bald place.

When the referee raised Shiqian's hand, it meant that we won the first team game 3-0. I really haven't seen the fourth player of Jingwu club.

The biggest surprise of this game is undoubtedly the change of time. It's definitely a competition player in the literal sense. It seems that I'm crying and crying and want to play.

When we walked off the court. The people of Sirius martial arts school came towards us. They played with us almost at the same time, and our first game took less than 30 seconds. They could finish the game at the same time. It seems that their opponents were Ko out, and their strength should be good.

When our two teams passed by, it seemed that there was a spark. There was hostility and pity only when there was a confrontation between experts and experts.

A middle-aged man in his 40s with a waxy yellow face and sharp ears in their team attracted my attention. I saw at a glance that he was Duan Sirius. Although he didn't walk in the front and no one told me, I just knew - it was written on the sign on his chest.

In the afternoon, there was a revival competition in full swing in the venue. Nearly 200 teams participated in the competition. There was no suspense when the strong team met the weak team. If there were strong teams on both sides, it would be a pity if one of them left early because of the rules. In order to avoid this kind of thing, the General Assembly decided to conduct an integral competition for every five eliminated teams and revive one team. The time is one afternoon. It's all over. That means the race will be very hard. It's a test of the players' physical strength and endurance. There's no way. Who let you lose?

In fact, the Jingwu club is a little wronged. With their strength and a little luck, they should be able to enter the top 32. As a result, the president can only lead his people around the world to play the resurrection game with a bald head, and we are sitting in an air-conditioned VIP seat, sipping iced soda, bored.

On the opposite side, Tong Yuan brought two more people from the territory beauty team. One was a man with a tiger back and a bee waist two meters away, and the other was a girl. Her face was a little sharp, but she was still amazing, but her temperament was a little cold, in sharp contrast to the passionate girls around her. Unexpectedly, it was Zhang Bing.

Er, why use it impressively? It seems that I don't know anything. In fact, I arranged for them to appear opposite. Zhang Bing studies dance and loves sports. The Wulin conference is held in this city. Naturally, she wants to see it. Xiang Yu agreed to bring her in without thinking about it.

In this way, the problem comes. I must not let Zhang Bing see me at this time. In that way, I understand everything: I, Xiang Yu and Li Shishi actually know these three people, especially me. According to Zhang Bing's intelligence, as long as I see me in front and back, I will understand how many heinous things I have done with Li Shishi in order to help Xiang Yu soak her. So now I can't see the light. I can only ask Mr. Li to go to Tong Yuan for a favor, saying that they are friends, and then Tong Yuan comes in with Xiang Yu and Zhang Bing.

In fact, you can ask the tiger for help. However, although the tiger has been a hooligan, he is still quite upright. In addition, the man is a little careless. I'm afraid he leaked it intentionally or unintentionally. And his place is full of smoke. It's easy for Zhang Bing to think Xiang Yu was careless in making friends.

I picked up the telescope and looked across for a while. From their manners and expressions, we can see that they are already familiar with each other's habits. Xiang Yu stood next to Zhang Bing and focused on the game. Zhang Bing occasionally glanced at him. The tenderness came to an end, but it was still obvious that the two were not lovers, and the situation was relatively clear: Zhang Bing had fallen in love with Xiang Yu, who was mature and stable and loved the elderly, but Xiang Yu seemed a little timid.

I scolded Xiang Yu as I watched. I took out the phone and didn't call. As soon as the door of the VIP seat opened, a group of reporters broke in with a microphone in my hand and several photographers behind my ass. I blocked my face in a hurry and shouted, "don't shoot, don't shoot..." after shouting a few times, I thought I wasn't in the bath center again. What can't be taken? So he put down his hand and asked them, "what do you do?"

The front female reporter put the microphone at my choked throat like trying to assassinate me and said in an almost excited voice, "are you leader Xiao?"

"... it's me. What can I do for you?"

"Well, we are from the municipal TV station. Now we are conducting random interviews with the winning team in the first round. Can you say a few words and what are your prospects for the future?" When she said these words, she was completely happy. When she finished, she whispered to me. "Secretary Liu asked us to come..."

It seems that secretary Liu has begun to cultivate talents for us and build momentum for himself. It's important. I cleared my throat and said solemnly: "first of all, I want to thank the organizer and organizing committee of this competition for giving us this opportunity to stand out..."

Heroes are masters who have seen the world and know that this is the so-called interview. One by one, they not only don't have stage fright, but also fight openly and secretly to grab the camera. Zhang Qingleng jumped up, grabbed the microphone of the female reporter and shouted at the camera: "we must take the fifth place!"

The female reporter said strangely, "why is it the fifth place?"

I was sweating. I quickly took the microphone and said, "in fact, he said two, which means the second place."

Female reporter: "then why not the first?"

I whispered to her, "is this a live broadcast?"

"No."

I immediately said loudly, "you're dead, isn't it that this wheel will pinch?"

The female reporter also smiled and said to me, "leader Xiao, gather the players who played in the morning. Let's make an inspirational short film, about 10 seconds."

Did I say, "did you bring the director? We won't do it."

"Don't bother too much, just one word per person."

I thought for a long time and looked unnaturally outside the stadium. Something suddenly attracted me. I nodded thoughtfully, and then gathered Lin Chong and Zhang Qing together

In the city news that night, after the reporters interviewed several teams symbolically, the camera turned to our talent cultivation. Voice over: the talent cultivation civil and military school is a vocational college with strong teachers and rich teaching resources under the care of the city's leaders... Let's listen to the voices of these athletes!

The picture turns again. Lin Chong smiles at the camera, thumbs up and says, "there's me."

Yang Zhi: "there is me."

Zhang Qing: "there is me."

Shi Qian: "there is me."

The camera gathered four people. The four people put their hands on their chest in front of the background of the school flag. They were determined and proudly said in unison: "with me, educating talents is strong!"