"Really? Then you be careful." After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he took the lead and kicked Fan Zhijian's crotch with his leg raised.
Fan Zhijian actually didn't mean to dodge. He just dashed forward to the right side and avoided the attack. Zhang Yuan's feet followed like a shadow and kicked at him, while Fan Zhijian took the opportunity to punch and lightning. Generally attacked under Zhang Yuan's ribs.
Although Fan Zhijian was kicked by Zhang Yuan, the ass drum was not the key. Although he only staggered two steps, this kick made his fist attacking Zhang Yuan's ribs weaker in strength and direction.
The ribs are one of the weakest links in the human body. How could Zhang Yuan make him hit hard
In fact, Zhang Yuan didn't make a shot, but with his feet. It was determined that Fan Zhijian would make a punch. Everyone had only one hand. If he controlled the only hand, he could easily win.
When Fan Zhijian's fist came to Zhang Yuan's ribs, he didn't block the vitals under his ribs with his arms, but opened his arms to expose the ribs.
But when Fan Zhijian's fist was about to hit Zhang Yuan's right rib, Zhang Yuan, who rushed forward, took another step, and at the same time his arm tightened, firmly clamping the iron fist under his armpit.
Fan Zhijian's only arm was clamped, and the two fell into a stalemate. Standing face to face, Fan Zhijian's fist was clamped, but Zhang Yuan's hand couldn't move either. He had to use all his strength to clamp each other.
"Hey!" Fan Zhijian sank suddenly, drawing his fists!
pain! Zhang Yuanyi gritted his teeth. Although it was not the arm that received the gunshot wound, the gunshot wound still felt like a torn pain under the force of the whole body.
Zhang Yuan resisted the pain, raised his knee suddenly, and pressed Fan Zhijian's fist against his lower abdomen!
Fan Zhijian temporarily changed his tactics, and when his arms relaxed, he suddenly raised his knees almost at the same time as Zhang Yuan.
The knees of the two slammed into each other, and the kneecaps seemed to be crushed. Both of them grinned in pain, but the fight between the legs did not end.
Zhang Yuan's right leg was quickly twisted between Fan Zhijian's legs, preventing him from making another move, and suddenly lowered his head suddenly, and slammed his head against Fan Zhijian's door.
If he was hit by Zhang Yuan, Fan Zhijian would have a long nosebleed and lose his combat effectiveness for a short time. However, this guy is also experienced in combat, and immediately dodges with his back.
"Bang!" Zhang Yuan's hammer fell sharply on Fan Zhijian's mouth. He was standing on one leg. He could no longer maintain his balance due to the impact. His body fell back suddenly, and Zhang Yuan couldn't stand either. Follow him down.
"Boom!" Fan Zhijian's thick body turned upside down, without the support of his arms, and he fell into a faint feeling. In the moment of his confusion, Zhang Yuan's fist was already raised and smashed unceremoniously!
"Good boy!" Fan Zhijian suffered several times, and despite his face being beaten, he pulled Zhang Yuan's leg with his only arm, and then pushed him to the ground.
The hall masters who were onlookers widened their eyes. Unexpectedly, the two of them would fight on the ground just like begging Hanako. The two were rolling around on the ground. This was an old-fashioned patio. The ground was not very fast. After fighting for ten minutes, both of them were covered in black mud, and their faces were both bruised and swollen.
At this time, a lot of physical strength was consumed, Zhang Yuan was riding on Fan Zhijian's body again, and Fan Zhijian was already unable to overturn Zhang Yuan again, just panting heavily.
"Stop... I gave up." Fan Zhijian finally took a breath and stopped making any resistance.
Yuan also let out a sigh of relief. From Fan Zhijian's body, he was overdrawn a lot and didn't want to stand up and lie down with Fan Zhijian.
"Okay! The test has been divided!" Hong Shouren said with a big smile, and his eyes looked at Zhang Yuan with a little more approval. Not only did this kid win the game without hurting his peace, Fan Zhijian seemed to only admire him. , This is the situation he loves to see when he carries the handle.
"Boy, wait for your gunshot wound to heal... I have to fight you again." Fan Zhijian gasped.
"Haha, wait anytime."
Zhang Yuansheng is over. The next step is simple. The thirteen sisters called for her subordinates to help Zhang Yuan, and then respected the incense in front of Guan Erye, and took the token of the red stick and a set of black clothes worn by the red stick from Hong Shouren Even if the ceremony is finished.
"How about? Can you still hold it?" Thirteen sister asked with a smile in the Bentley.
"You can do two more." Zhang Yuan replied with a smile, but with his smile, he pulled the gap in the corner of his mouth and grinned again in pain.
This action puts the car in wa
The Thirteenth Sister and Xiaolong both laughed, and Xiaolong said again, "I don't think Fan Zhijian is very loyal."
"Indeed, if he uses two hands, I really may not be able to do him." Zhang Yuan nodded and said.
"En, that's right." The 13th sister nodded, looked out the car window, and didn't know where her thoughts flew.
After a while, the Bentley parked in a mansion. When Zhang Yuan pushed the car door, he saw an old man with a little hair standing in front of the mansion.
"Bo Zhuang, clean up a room for Chen Yaotang and let him live here first." The Thirteenth Sister gave an order and stepped in.
"Auntie Thirteen." Zhang Yuan learned from Xiaolong's name, "I live with him."
"Litchi Garden?" Sister Thirteen turned around and smiled, "Chen Shaohong's subordinates have taken control over there. Now you are injured again. You need to rest. I think you should wait here for the injury to recover."
"Yes, Mr. Chen, you are here to take care of your wounds. I am the housekeeper here. You can call me Mr. Zhuang. If you need anything, you can call me, come, come here."
Naturally, Zhang Yuan would not object. It was more convenient for him to live in Shisanmei’s house, so he smiled at Bo Zhuang and followed him to a room on the second floor.
Although the Thirteenth Sister just said to clean up the room, it was obvious that she had already called and arranged before, and a very elegant guest room had already been cleaned up.
"Mr. Chen, you can take a shower first. There is a medicine box over there. You can treat the wound on your face. Mr. Chen, you can be busy. I will call you down for dinner later."
Zhang Yuan stopped Mr. Zhuang who was about to leave, "Uncle Zhuang...you can call me Yaotang."
As soon as Bo Zhuang left, Zhang Yuan took off his dirty clothes stained with black mud, walked into the bathroom, taped the wound gauze on his arm with waterproof tape, and took a brief shower.
After taking a shower, standing in front of the mirror, looking at his blue and purple face, he couldn't help but smile. This time it was probably the ugliest injury in history. His face was deformed. I don’t know. Will the injected plastic medicine rush around
Open the small medicine box and take out some hemostatic syrup, safflower oil, no, this thing is too bad for your eyes, purple syrup, but also no good, this one, the color of the face is richer, it is better to see Yunnan Baiyao Qi The spray was sprayed on several bruises.
At this moment, I heard a woman's voice outside, "Yaotang, are you taking a shower?"
"Oh, Aunt Thirteen, I'll be fine." Zhang Yuan hurriedly tried to put on clothes and went out, but suddenly found that there was no change of clothes, and even the bottoms of his pants were not clean.
However, his eyes turned again and he saw a folded yellow bathrobe in the cabinet. Zhang Yuan quickly took it and put it on. He tied the placket tightly with a cloth belt, and then he opened the door and walked out.
The 13th sister who came home has changed into a homely attire, a very loose dress, and her hair has been untied, and she drew it freely. At this time, she has lost a lot of shrewdness and determination. If you don’t say it, it’s really hard to believe this moving. The good family woman turned out to be the boss of the underworld for a long time.
"I suddenly remembered that you didn't change your clothes, and just told them to buy it for you nearby." The Thirteenth Sister was holding a few boxes.
"Oh, thank you." Zhang Yuan was worried about this, and it was sent.
"Come on, change, and see if it fits properly." Sister Thirteen opened the shirt box as she said.
"Okay..." Just as Zhang Yuan said, he suddenly blushed, took the shirt, and looked at the thirteen sisters in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, my daughter is older than you." The 13th sister said with a smile. It is true that a boy like Zhang Yuan is treated as a child. It doesn't matter if he changes his clothes.
If Zhang Yuan is not so twitchy in his pants, the key is now that there is a gap in the bathrobe, and the clothes are uncovered
"Okay." Seeing that he was still motionless, Sister Thirteen said: "If you change it, come out to eat. If it doesn't fit, call me at the door. I'll go out first." After that, Sister Thirteen turned and left. Going out, what was left to Zhang Yuan was a still graceful, slender and moving figure.
If you don’t have trousers, then go back to the bathroom and wear the original one, and then go out and buy it yourself.
As soon as the clothes were put on, the phone rang, and after the phone was connected, Feng Chao's laughter was heard.
"Haha, Yaotang, you did a good job. Congratulations on being one of the twelve red sticks of Hongxing Society." Zhang Yuan's heart tightened. This guy received the news very quickly. It has been half since the time when Hong Xing's director came out. After an hour has passed, he has already received the news.
"It's better for your director." Zhang Yuan replied with a smile, already having the answer in his heart. Think Feng Chao can send himself to be an undercover agent. Isn't there any other undercover person for Hong Xing's chief rudder
"It's a good job. As long as I finish my task, Dongxing's double bonus red sticks, and even the deputy gang leader, it's you." Feng Chao said with a smile.
Zhang Yuan followed with a smile, knowing in his heart that Feng Chao was a little afraid of making the fakes come true, and he really took refuge in Hong Xing. This was a promise to himself.
"Brother Chao, don't worry, I will finish the task." Zhang Yuan gave him a reassurance pill, and then asked, "Brother Chao, I have been living in the house of the thirteenth sister. What is the task? Me? It's ready to proceed."
Feng Chao was really worried. When he heard that Zhang Yuan had lived in the house of the thirteen sisters, he didn't hide it. He also relaxed a little, but let him tell Zhang Yuan what he was going to do, he still wouldn't be so easy. Speak out.
"Specifically what you want to do, I will naturally tell you when I know it, what you have to do now is to gain the trust of the thirteen sisters, complete trust."
The old ghost is good enough. Zhang Yuan cursed in his heart, but said, "Okay, Brother Chao, I see."