Martial Arts Master - Chapter 778

[Chapter 126 The Long-Lost “Cross Talk”]

After eating and drinking, thinking back to the past, until early nine o’clock, the people of the original Songda Martial Arts Club returned to the hotel along the streets and alleys. Along the way, Li Mao, Sun Jian and others, who were already drunk, sometimes sang loudly, with inexplicable excitement. , sometimes with a smirk on his face, and rambled on when he caught someone.

“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, and the few pedestrians were scared by a few drunks to speed up their steps and quickly disappeared at both ends.

With a move in his heart, his eyes flashed a little excitement, and he said to Lou Cheng with a knotted tongue:

“Orange, come, come, let’s practice, let me, let me see the strength of the outer gang.”

“…” Lou Cheng suddenly unexpectedly Wu Yan took a long time to smile, “King of the mouth, you are urinating on two or two horses. I don’t know how to write the word ‘death’? Drinking alcohol can strengthen

your courage, but it won’t fly, right?” , can’t you wait for me to finish my sentence? It’s rare that there are living, jumping gangs around me, I, I want to see how much better the gangs are than us.” Xiao Ming explained with a sober mind, ” Say yes, no fire, no ice, no force, no, no special skills, and, also, no slaps in the face!”

“Yo, do you care about your head and your butt?” Lou Cheng couldn’t help but tease. one sentence.

“Tomorrow, tomorrow is going to participate in the opening ceremony, and it will be broadcast live!” Cai Zongming reached out and wiped his hair.

Lou Cheng nodded solemnly: “Yes, if there are bruises or hematomas on the face, it would be bad if it was seen by thousands of people on the live broadcast, but well, it is not good to patronize the face, and it seems that it is not a problem to be pushed up in a wheelchair. Right

?”

“You, have you wanted to hit me for a long time?” Cai Zongming gasped.

“Yeah!” It wasn’t Lou Cheng who answered, but sober or drunk singles.

A long-lost crosstalk performance… He Zi said to himself 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 alcoholism, and made his steps more stable.

He Zi acted as an interim referee and whistled,

“Start!”

Cai Zongming bowed his back and walked forward staggered, his center of gravity swaying, making it difficult to judge where his attack would fall.

Just as his spine bounced and he was about to throw a punch, he found that Lou Cheng lifted his right foot, stretched out diagonally, hovering and waiting.

If I follow the expected thinking, then I will be tripped directly, and I will fall into a dog’s shit… Cai Zongming’s eyes narrowed, and he hurriedly stopped the forward rush.

At this time, Lou Cheng retracted his right foot and placed his left fist on his waist.

Cai Zongming, who was forced to change direction before he could breathe, only felt that the opponent’s fist was about to collapse. At the moment when he was slow and stagnant, there was no way to avoid it, no way to hide.

He had no idol baggage, and immediately rolled to the side. Lou Cheng smiled and watched, but did not chase.

boom!

Cai Zongming rolled too quickly and hit a shared bicycle.

“Crazy!” The passing cyclist almost failed to keep his balance, swearing while swaying forward.

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 around who were obviously drinking too much. He didn’t dare to say a word, he stepped on the pedal and left in a hurry.

Don’t know like a drunkard!

“Have you lost?” 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 felt dizzy for a while, but after being frightened, he regained his fluency, and replied without losing his voice:

“You can’t call a deer a horse, and confuse black and white! Who rules the competition? When you hit a bicycle, you lose?”

“As a warrior, it’s the most basic thing to see and listen to all directions.” Lou Cheng’s face was calm.

Cai Zongming slammed the carp, stood up, and suddenly hissed:

“You haven’t moved from the beginning to the end!” Did you

win by posing?

“What about two or three movements?” Lou Cheng curled his lips in disdain.

Cai Zongming didn’t care about his “contempt” and asked curiously:

“Is this the ability to predict the combination of ‘Bing Xin’ and ‘God’s Head’?”

“I understand.” Lou Cheng nodded slightly in surprise.

“Nonsense! As the future king of martial arts competition commentators, basic homework still needs to be done. This is called doing one line and loving one line.” Cai Zongming said.

At this time, Wang Dali asked coldly from the side,

“Who is the party?”

Everyone laughed, but Lin Que didn’t react, and he didn’t know if he thought the joke was too old or he didn’t understand it.

After laughing, Li Mao, who was vain and obviously drunk, stood up and said with bright eyes:

“I, I will try it too.”

“I want me too!” He Ziwang Dali and others raised their hands hand.

“Then take turns.” Lou Cheng shook his head with a funny smile.

With the goal of forcing him to move one step, Li Mao, Sun Jian, Lin Hua and others took turns taking turns with great interest, but they all failed shamefully.

boom!

He Zi flashed to the side, “still holding on tight”, and punched Lou Cheng’s head.

Huo Ran, her eyes were empty, Lou Cheng was just right short, squatted, his fist stretched out at some point and stopped in front of her abdomen.

“The offensive can be fierce, but the intentions cannot be interrupted. There must be room for change at any time.” Lou Cheng slowly stood up and pointed.

He Zi, who is a martial artist in the Dan realm, finally appeared.

He Zi thought about it, and thought about asking a question, but saw another person standing up, it was Lin Que who was still expressionless.

I wipe, brother, are you coming too?

Lou Cheng thought half in surprise and half expectantly.

There is a good show to watch… He Zi retreated to the edge, only hating the lack of a bag 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 Lin Que on the opposite side, Cai Zongming had already said this out, but now he can only say it silently in his heart.

Lin Que didn’t say anything, his body arched slightly, and the airflow around him suddenly became heavy.

“Start!” He Zi almost forgot her duty.

boom!

The concrete pavement under Lin Que’s feet shook violently, as if a meteor pierced the sky, he flashed in front of Lou Cheng in an instant, and there was a gust of wind blowing behind him.

Lou Cheng’s right palm was photographed ahead of time, and he clenched his five fingers, firmly clasping his eldest brother’s fist.

He was about to shake his strength to shake off Lin Que’s accumulated strength, but he felt the tiny muscles in that fist wriggle strangely, as if he had his own life, and he forcibly escaped from the grip.

Bang bang bang!

Lin Que stepped forward, bursts of artillery fists, the lights of the surrounding street lamps loomed and twisted, it seemed that invisible hands were pulling them, Lou Cheng seemed to be underwater, and the pressure on his body was increasing.

However, this level of influence had little effect on him. He turned his arms around his back and swung his arms apart, tearing off layers of “adhesives”.

Bang bang bang!

Lin Que’s connection was tight, and his punches and kicks seemed to have been accurately measured, but no matter how hard he tried, without directly using his abilities, Lou Chengbing came to cover the water and earth, and he kept his guard down.

After dozens of seconds, Lin Que put away his fists and backed away. There were not many cracks on the ground, and both sides were in control.

“Void meets God, and sees me?” Lou Cheng asked happily after thinking about it.

Uncle has reached this level so soon?

Is this a blessing in disguise?

Lin Que nodded slightly and answered in the affirmative.

“Judging from your physical condition, you have reached the peak of inhumanity… The next step is to find the way to the outer gang.” Lou Cheng said happily for his uncle.

Lin Que’s eyes did not change, as if he was talking to himself:

“I will return to the war-torn area next month.”

“Born by 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 gentle tone:

“There is the answer I want.”

……

Back to the hotel, entering the elevator, still thinking about uncle Lou Cheng, the real meaning of what brother said, was going to give up and was going to ask his daughter-in-law. At this time, He Zi came over and said with a smile:

“Senior, Xiaoling has forwarded an email to you about an interview program.”

The 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 the provincial TV station for an internship. She has a good relationship with Reporter Shu. This interview program was also created 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 read not long ago.

“…” He Zi was silent for a moment, then pulled the corners of his mouth and said, “With her IQ, maybe

the wrong person is forwarding it… You should confirm again.”

As he stepped out, he checked into the mailbox, and he did see a new email, but the forwarder’s name was nothing like Yan Xiaoling. It was called:

“Liu: ↑Qing GK”

“Is it this?” Lou Cheng showed it to him with uncertainty. He Zi looked.

He Zi was stunned for a moment, then called Yan Xiaoling directly, and asked,

“What’s the signature of your mailbox?”

“Yes…” Yan Xiaoling was silent for a while, then shook her head like a rattle, “It’s not me, it’s not me, it’s not me!

” It’s over, I forgot to change the signature of Xiangfei in the second year of middle school, and was seen by the seniors, and I saw…

“…It wasn’t you, who sent that email?” He Zi’s face twitched obviously.

“I don’t know!” Yan Xiaoling answered decisively.

PS: I have something to do in the afternoon, and the chapter in the evening will be later, about nine o’clock.