After eating and drinking enough, I think back to the past, until the early nine o'clock, the former Songda Martial Arts Club returned to the hotel where they were staying along the streets and alleys. Along the way, Li Maosun Jian and others, who were already drunk as dogs, sang songs from time to time, with inexplicable excitement , sometimes with a smirk on his face, babbling endlessly when he catches people.
"This wine..." Lin Hua kicked Sun Jian's calf angrily.
Cai Zongming also drank a lot of wine, looked back with a smile on his lips, and found that the alley was unusually deserted, scattered pedestrians were frightened by a few drunks and quickened their pace, and quickly disappeared at both ends.
His heart moved, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he said to the building with his tongue tied:
"Chengzi, come, come, let's practice, let me, let me see the strength of Waigang."
"..." Lou Cheng was speechless for a moment, and it took him a long time before he smiled, "King of Zui, you've just pissed like a dick, don't know how to write the word 'death'? Drinking can strengthen your courage, but it won't hurt you." Fly to the sky?"
"You, can't you wait for me to finish talking? It's rare to have a living and lively Waigang around me. I, I want to see how much better Waigang is than us." Xiao Ming's mind is still quite clear Explain, "It's agreed, no fire, no ice, no force, no, no special skills, and, also, no slaps in the face!"
"Yo, you care about your head and ignore your butt?" Lou Cheng couldn't help but tease.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow is the opening ceremony, which will be broadcast live!" Cai Zongming reached out and wiped his hair.
Lou Cheng nodded solemnly: "That's right. If there are bruises or hematomas on the face, it's not good to be seen by thousands of people in the live broadcast. But, it's not good to patronize the face. It doesn't seem to be a problem to be pushed up in a wheelchair. Right?"
"You, have you been wanting to hit me for a long time?" Cai Zongming gasped.
"Hmm!" It wasn't Lou Cheng who answered, but sober or drunk singles.
The long-lost cross talk show... He Zi said silently.
After laughing for a while, under the unanimous expectation of Lin Hua and others, Lou Cheng "reluctantly" stood in the middle of the alley, Cai Zongming took a breath, suppressed the alcohol, and made his steps more steady.
He Zi acted as a temporary referee and whistled:
"start!"
Cai Zongming bent his back, his feet staggered forward, and his center of gravity swayed, making it difficult to judge where his attack would fall.
Just when his spine was moving and he was about to throw a punch, he found that Lou Cheng's right foot was raised, stretched out obliquely, hovering and waiting.
If I followed the expected thinking, then I would be tripped and fell to the ground... Cai Zongming's eyes froze, and he hurriedly stopped his forward pounce.
At this time, Lou Cheng withdrew his right foot and put his left fist on his waist.
Cai Zongming, who forcibly changed direction and hadn't had time to take a breath, only felt that the opponent's fist was about to burst out. At the moment when he was sluggish and stagnant, there was no way to avoid it, no way to hide.
He didn't have the burden of an idol, and immediately rolled to the side, Lou Cheng watched with a smile, and didn't chase after him.
boom! Cai Zongming rolled too fast and hit a shared bicycle.
"Crazy!" A passing cyclist almost failed to maintain his balance, staggering forward and swearing.
How old are you, and you still play the game of rolling on the ground!
After scolding, he found that there were a few guys who were obviously drunk, and he didn't dare to say anything, he stepped on the pedal and left in a hurry.
Don't be as knowledgeable as a drunk!
"Did you lose?" Lou Cheng put his hands in his pockets and looked at Xiao Ming with a smile.
Cai Zongming was already a little drunk, and he was dizzy for a while, but after being frightened, he recovered his fluent speech, and replied without losing his mouth:
"You can't call a deer a horse, and turn black and white! Who stipulates that hitting a bicycle during a martial arts competition is considered a loss?"
"As a martial artist, it is most basic to see all directions and listen to all directions." Lou Cheng said calmly.
Cai Zongming carp straightened up, stood up, and suddenly hissed:
"You haven't moved from the beginning to the end!"
Winning yourself by posing
"A matter of two or three movements, how can there be a whole process?" Lou Cheng curled his lips in disdain.
Cai Zongming didn't care about his "contempt", and asked curiously:
"Is this the predictive power of the fusion of 'Enemy Bing Xin' and 'God Overhead'?"
"I understand." Lou Cheng nodded slightly in surprise.
"Nonsense! As the future king of martial arts commentary, you still have to do basic homework. This is called doing one's work and loving one's work." Cai Zongming tutted his tongue.
At this time, Wang Dali asked coldly beside him:
"Who is one party?"
Everyone immediately burst into laughter, but Lin Que didn't respond. He didn't know whether he thought the joke was too old or didn't understand it.
After laughing, Li Mao, whose steps were sloppy and obviously drunk, stood up, his eyes brightened and he said:
"Me, I'll try it too, try it."
"I want it, I want it too!" He Zi, Wang Dali and others raised their hands one after another.
"Then take turns." Lou Cheng laughed and shook his head.
With the goal of forcing him to move a step, Li Mao, Sun Jian, Lin Hua and others enthusiastically played in turns, but they all failed shamefully.
boom!
He Zi dodged to the side, "hold on vigorously", and punched Lou Cheng's head.
Suddenly, there was nothing in front of her eyes, Lou Cheng was just right and short, squatting in a horse stance, his fist stretched out at some point, and stopped in front of her abdomen.
"The offensive can be fierce, the intention can't be stopped, there must be room for change at any time." Lou Cheng stood up slowly, and pointed out.
He Zi, who is a martial artist in the alchemy realm, appeared last.
He Zi closed it thoughtfully, thinking about asking a question, but saw another person standing up, it was Lin Que who was still expressionless.
I'll wipe it, uncle, are you coming too? Lou Cheng thought with half surprise and half expectation.
There is a good show to watch... He Zi retreated to the edge, only hating the lack of a pack of popcorn in his hand, Li Mao and others also had similar expressions.
Hey, the Municipal Administration, there are two people here who want to demolish the street... If it wasn't for Lin Que, Cai Zongming had already uttered this sentence, but now he can only say it silently in his heart.
Lin Que didn't say anything, his body arched slightly, and the air around him suddenly became heavy.
"Start!" He Zi almost forgot her duty.
boom! The concrete road under Lin Que's feet shook violently, and his whole body seemed like a shooting star piercing the sky, flashing in front of Lou Cheng in an instant, and a strong wind blasted behind him.
Lou Cheng slapped his right palm ahead of time, clasped his five fingers together, and firmly clasped his uncle's fist.
He was about to shake vigorously to dissipate Lin Que's accumulated strength, but he felt the tiny muscles in that fist squirm strangely, as if it had a life of its own, and it forcibly escaped from the grasp.
bang bang bang! Lin Que stepped forward, firing gun punches, the lights of the surrounding street lamps were faintly distorted, as if invisible hands were pulling them, Lou Cheng seemed to have entered the water, and the pressure on his body was increasing.
However, this degree of influence had little effect on him. He turned his back and swung his arms, tearing off layer after layer of "stickers".
bang bang bang! Lin Que's cohesion was tight, every punch and kick seemed to be measured accurately, but no matter how hard he tried, without directly using his abilities, Lou Chengbing came to cover the water and soil, and defended without moving.
Tens of seconds later, Lin Que put away his fist and backed away. There were not many cracks on the ground, and both sides were in control.
"Meeting gods in the void, can you see yourself?" Lou Cheng thought about it and asked joyfully.
Uncle has reached this level so quickly
Is this a blessing in disguise
Lin Que nodded slightly, and answered in the affirmative.
"Judging from your physical condition, you are at the peak of inhumanity... The next step is to find the way out." Lou Cheng said happily for the uncle.
Lin Que's eyes did not change, and he seemed to be talking to himself:
"I will return to the war-torn area next month."
"Through life and death?" Lou Cheng nodded slowly, and asked in confirmation.
Lin Que shook his head, put his hands in his pockets, walked towards the exit of the alley, and then replied in a low and calm tone:
"There's the answer I'm looking for."
...
Returning to the hotel, entering the elevator, Lou Cheng, who was still thinking about the true meaning of his uncle's words, was about to give up and was about to ask his wife. At this moment, He Zi came over and said with a smile:
"Senior, Xiaoling has forwarded an email to you about an interview program."
Long night is coming? Lou Cheng thought for a few seconds and said:
"She went to a TV station for an internship?"
"Well, she majored in editing and directing. Reporter Shu introduced her to a provincial TV station for an internship. She has a good relationship with Reporter Shu. This interview program was also made by Reporter Shu," He Zi explained.
"Okay, I'll look back at the email, but why don't I remember that she forwarded it to me." Lou Cheng recalled the email he just read not long ago.
"..." He Zi was silent for a while, then pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "With her IQ, maybe she really forwarded it to the wrong person... You can confirm it again."
At this time, the elevator arrived, and Lou Cheng stepped out and logged into the mailbox. He did see a new email, but the name of the person who forwarded it was not like Yan Xiaoling at all. It was called:
"Liu: ↑ Green GK"
"Is it this?" Lou Cheng showed He Zi not sure.
He Zi was stunned for a moment, then called Yan Xiaoling directly, and asked:
"What's your email signature?"
"Yes..." Yan Xiaoling fell silent suddenly, then shook her head like a rattle drum, "It's not me, it's not me, it's not me!"
It's over, it's over, I forgot to change the signature of Xiang Fei in the second year of middle school, and was seen by the seniors, saw it...
"...not you, who sent that email?" He Zi's face twitched visibly.
"I don't know!" Yan Xiaoling replied firmly.
S: I have something to do in the afternoon, and the chapter will be later in the evening, around nine o'clock.