Chapter 92 92. Test or confession?
Life is so dull, if you don’t accept it, you have to do it.
Among Cheng Daqian’s few creeds, this statement ranks first.
When Cheng Xi heard the shouts of cheering coming from behind the ancestral hall, the master had already fought with Song Zhi.
"Well done, little brother, I like your energy!"
Cheng Daqian laughed heartily, but he never let go of his long legs on the stone, and his body was very relaxed.
Obviously, he did not regard the young man in front of him who wanted to meet him for a while as a real opponent.
Without him, Song Zhi is too pure and wise.
Not only is the young man handsome, but he is also very slender and thin. At first glance, someone might think he is a young man from aristocratic family.
The only thing that made Cheng Daqian's eyes shine was his pair of starry eyes, with a familiar fighting spirit and curiosity.
A person with such eyes must be a magnanimous gentleman.
For this reason, he also wanted to give face, not to mention the person Jiang Huowei brought, which was related to national affairs.
Song Zhi here was also very happy to hear the hearty laughter, and suddenly felt that the "master" was very suitable for him.
He swung the spear back and forth and put it in front of his chest, making a salute, "Senior, please teach me!"
Full of fighting spirit.
The two sides seemed to be getting along extremely harmoniously.
Little did they know that the people around them, including the escorts and patrols, all took a few steps back in order to reach a safe area, with very strange expressions on their faces.
Some people even glanced at the "thin" Song Zhi with pity.
“The last time the bodyguard praised someone for being aggressive, it was the boss of Qingshan Village.”
“Yes, every time the boss says this, he will not show mercy. I hope this kid won’t lose too badly.”
"Anyone who fights against him will be miserable."
"Tsk, this little brother is going to suffer!"
Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi walked up to the crowd and saw the martial arts training ground. The two people's eyes were already facing each other.
Song Zhi stood tall and straight, holding a red tassel spear in his right hand. The sharp tip of the spear shone brightly in the sunlight, and you could tell it was extraordinary at a glance.
Cheng Daqian stood on the other side holding a long knife, with a bit more expectation and surprise in his eyes.
"Good boy, you have great courage. No one has dared to look at me for so long."
Song Zhi held the spear tightly in his right hand and did not dare to be careless at all.
This man is stronger than he imagined!
"Senior, I'm offended!"
He wanted to gain the initiative through offense.
As soon as Song Zhi finished speaking, he stabbed the opponent with the red tassel gun in his hand, with overwhelming force!
The two figures instantly exchanged hands.
The crowd of spectators around them gradually became serious from the initial indifference.
"This boy is not only good-looking, but also not weak in martial arts?"
"What do you mean by not weak? He is obviously much stronger than us, okay!"
"Hiss - he's still a master..."
Cheng Xi looked at it with great interest, "Is he from the army? Is he the captain responsible for escorting relief food?"
< br>There is a big difference between soldiers and ordinary people. Others may not be able to tell the difference, but she can still tell the difference.
Song Zhi has an aura of iron-blooded killing and decisiveness that can only be experienced on the battlefield. In addition, his eyes are too righteous.
Exactly the same as the instructor who taught her how to fight back then.
Shen Xingluo nodded slightly, "Song Zhi, a lieutenant colonel in the army, was born in the Song family in the capital."
She subconsciously turned her head to look at him, and then met those deep black eyes.
“.”
It doesn’t have to be so detailed. Are you not going to hide it at all?
The trial game turned into a showdown game in a second. The accident came so suddenly. She was the first one to be unable to withstand it? Can't!
You will never lose if you lose!
Cheng Xi smiled, the pear pit on his cheek was very obvious, "In the eyes of a husband, does everyone have a piece of transparent paper above their head, with a list of people on it?" His name, identity and origin?”
Shen Xingluo’s pupils narrowed, and his personal information in the plane mall suddenly appeared in his mind.
Clearly displayed from name to skills.
[Host, you called me? 】
【嘤嘤嘤, 666 thought you had completely forgotten about me during this period of time...】
Shen Xingluo twitched the corner of his mouth and quickly cut off the communication with the system without replying a word. connect.
And Cheng Xi’s words still went back and forth in his mind.
Completely different personality from the past, crisp and unnecessary killing moves, and some unexplainable "grocery store" products.
And, the joke that just fit so well
Cheng Xi, who was beside him, naturally noticed the change in his eyes and was confused.
Wait a minute, why does that look in your eyes feel wrong?
It’s not quite right, it’s very, very wrong!
“Good! Good skill!”
"Little brother is awesome, beat him!"
The cheering voices around him became louder and louder, and the reactions became more and more intense, which brought the two of them back to testing each other again.
When Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi turned their attention to the martial arts training ground again, their battle had reached a critical moment.
Facing Song Zhi's increasingly powerful offensive, Cheng Daqian no longer focused solely on defense, and the long sword in his hand also moved towards the opponent.
Song Zhi was lucky enough to use Hongying Gun to take the blow, but he completely underestimated the opponent's strength.
"Hang-"
A dull groan sounded, Song Zhi knelt on one knee, his hands holding the red tassel gun were trembling, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his handsome face.
"What a boy, you can actually take a blow from me!"
Cheng Daqian put away the knife, and this battle made him feel very happy.
Song Zhi stood up with a wry smile on his face, "I lost."
He finally knew why Shenjia Village was like what it was today.
Jiang Huwei is right, there are experts in this village.
One person can defeat ten thousand armies!
The way the patrol looked at Song Zhi was completely different.
“Hey! This little brother is really good at fighting!”
"He has good skills and good internal strength. He is better than us."
"Speaking of which, he is the first person who has not been beaten to a black and blue face by Brother Dagan, right?"
"Isn't that right? Well, we’ve made this friend!”
Jiang Weiwei stood on one side and scratched his hair with his paws in confusion when he saw Song Zhi’s expression was both decadent and a little excited.
Are you happy or unhappy?
It turns out that in this world, it is not only difficult to guess the thoughts of the adults in his family, but also the captain who was born in the military camp.
The arrival of Song Zhi made Shenjiacun a lot more active.
However, the happiest thing was not seeing his powerful patrol team, but the aunts who had not made any progress for a long time.
Ever since Song Zhi walked around the village after chatting with Mr. Jiang, he was completely obsessed with his outstanding appearance and extraordinary skills. Wherever he went, there were aunts who wanted to match him.
The parties concerned can only try to reduce their sense of existence as much as possible, and they come and go in the dark every time.
"How shameless is he?"
Cheng Xi laughed, "Mr. Jiang is really patient, but Zhou Lesong is afraid that he can't sit still?"
Shen Xingluo: What do you think? Is it a confession bureau?
No, in fact it is still a trial bureau.
(End of this chapter)