Chapter 1151 None
Rongcheng.
Today is a rare good weather. The morning sun shines from the branches and leaves of the trees, falling on the ground and in front of the window, mottled, and continues to sway as a gust of wind blows.
There were constant hitting sounds of "pop, pop, pop" along the cracks in the studio door.
The speed is very fast and seems very intense.
At this moment, the fat man was wearing a large white vest. His whole body was soaked with sweat and was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water. He had a sweatband tied on his forehead and was concentrating on the person in front of him. The sandbag output is crazy.
There are two sticky notes posted directly above the sandbag. One says Old President and the other says Night Watchman.
“Boom!”
“Boom! Boom!”
“Go to hell!”
The fat man hit the sandbag hard with his fist, causing the entire sandbag to swing to one side.
Unlike the self-disciplined fat man, Jiang Cheng was sitting on the sofa, enjoying his breakfast with peace of mind.
That's right, Fatty also bought breakfast when he went out for a run in the early morning.
Cracking a hard-boiled egg gently, Jiang Cheng skillfully peeled off the eggshell, and then threw it into his bowl of white porridge. Seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes were always looking towards the fat man.
Holding the sandbag with one hand, the fat man pulled a towel to wipe his sweat, and turned to look at Jiang Cheng, "Doctor, I am a beginner. Can you give me some advice? Is there anything that needs to be improved, or...or strengthened training? he asked breathlessly.
"The speed and strike force are barely adequate, but you have to understand that what you are attacking now is a sandbag, and the sandbag is dead. It will not move, let alone fight back, so you can let you attack, but the enemies you will face in the future will not It will be like this." Jiang Cheng glanced at the sandbag and warned.
The fat man nodded repeatedly, "You are right doctor, so I will work hard for you and train with me."
Jiang Cheng's first reaction after hearing this was to refuse. This fat man and Unlike ordinary fat people, he still remembered what happened last time, but before he could refuse, he saw a shadow on the wall grinning from the corner of his eye, with sarcasm written all over his face.
Because of Wu Yingying's incident, he hasn't spoken to Wu properly for several days. Wu seems to know that he is in the wrong, and he has tried his best to avoid him recently, as if he didn't see him.
Jiang Cheng is a man who cares about face. When he saw this scene, he sneered and waved to the fat man, assuming the posture of a martial arts master with a steady stance.
The fat man showed an expression of surprise, but before taking action, he still reminded him thoughtfully: "Doctor, are you ready? If you are, I will..."
"Stop talking nonsense and come here!"
“Hu—— "
The fat man stepped forward at an extremely fast speed and swept out with his whip leg. The target was very clear, it was aimed at Jiang Cheng's head. Jiang Cheng suddenly felt something bad and immediately retracted his neck and tried his best to move his body. Leaning backwards, he was able to avoid this.
The fat man’s leg brushed against the tip of Jiang Cheng’s nose, bringing up a gust of wind that made Jiang Cheng’s hair fly. Jiang Cheng’s heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself, what the hell are these legs? They were clearly twirled. telephone pole.
Compared with not long ago, this fat man has improved again, and the progress is astonishingly fast.
Failing to succeed in one blow, Fatty immediately changed his mind and prepared to attack Jiang Cheng. Fortunately, Jiang Cheng saw Fatty's plan in advance and stopped him immediately before the embarrassment came.
"What's the matter, doctor?" The fat man stopped and looked at Jiang Cheng with a puzzled face, feeling that this was just the beginning and he hadn't learned anything from the doctor yet.
"Let's keep fighting like this. I want to defeat you, so it won't be too easy." Jiang Chenggong said, squeezing his neck and saying, "I want to teach you something different, something that's at the bottom of the box."
Hearing this, the fat man’s eyes lit up, “Really, that’s great!”
The Wu Shi on the wall couldn't stand it anymore, and his body swayed and disappeared.
"If you want to learn to hit people, you must first learn to be beaten." Jiang Cheng rolled up his sleeves, looked at the fat man in front of him, and smiled maliciously, "You understand what I mean."
"Understood." The fat man nodded sincerely. For him who wanted to improve himself, the process and method were not important. What he valued more was the result.
Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment. He didn’t want to be too harsh on the fat man. And most importantly, he wanted to test and see how many secrets the fat man had.
After figuring out the direction and strength of the attack, Jiang Cheng was still worried and reminded him again, "I'm going to attack from your left, fat man, are you ready?"
"Ready." The fat man nodded.
This time Jiang Cheng was not polite. He quickly raised his right arm, turned his fist into a palm, and slashed at the fat man. If this palm was hit hard, the fat man's left arm would be numb all morning.
Now, I have regained my face.
But something unexpected happened. The fat man’s body reaction seemed to be without brain processing. It was surprisingly fast. In an instant, Jiang Cheng’s right arm was grabbed by the fat man, and then Jiang Cheng felt The world was spinning for a while, and finally, he was thrown to the ground with a "snap".
After standing up, Jiang Cheng felt dizzy and his right arm drooped, unable to exert any strength.
The fat man was very worried and blamed himself, "Doctor, are you okay? I didn't expect you to cooperate with me so much. I was already very slow, but you didn't even try to dodge?"
Jiang Cheng grabbed his left arm. Holding his right arm, he lifted it upwards, and the dislocated arm was finally reattached. Then he turned around and looked at the fat man with an indifferent expression, "Not bad, and I agreed to train with you. What's going on? Besides..." Jiang Cheng snorted coldly, "You're not still thinking about hurting me these two times, right?"
"Doctor, others will be cremated. There are only a few bones left in the end. If it were you, I would probably only have a mouth." The fat man said with a painful expression. The doctor must have hurt him from the fall just now. He saw that the doctor's legs were shaking as soon as he got up.
As if to ease the embarrassment, Jiang Cheng immediately puffed up his chest, took two steps back, distanced himself from the fat man, waved, and said with a serious expression: "I won't hold back this time, fat man, try with all your strength." Give it a try.”
This time, Jiang Cheng is serious about it, although he was like this last time.
But...
A burst of soft force patted Jiang Cheng's arm, "You go and rest, let me do it." Wu Gu, who never participated in the interactions of Fatty Jiang Cheng, walked down from the wall.
Both of them were a little surprised. This was during the day, and they rarely appeared in this state during the day.
Jiang Cheng looked at Wu's eyes and found that Wu's eyes were strange, which gave him a very bad premonition.
Wu seems to have discovered something.
On the fat man's body.
The fat man blinked and looked at Wu who suddenly appeared. His mind was a little down, "Brother Wu, you...you want to train with me?"
Wu pulled out the knife and took it back. In the shadow, only the scabbard was left. After a moment, his eyes slowly turned cold, "You try your best, remember, I won't hold back." (End of Chapter)