Martial Arts Master Chapter 126: The long-lost “cross talk”

Fate and drink, I think back that year, until early nine o’clock, the original Song Dawu Dao Club and his party returned to the hotel where they were staying along the streets and lanes. Along the way, Li Mao, Sun Jian and others, who were already drunk, sometimes cited Xiang Gaoge. , Excited and inexplicable, sometimes with a smirk, grabbing people and talking endlessly.

"This wine..." Lin Hua kicked Sun Jian's calf angrily.

Cai Zongming also drank a lot of alcohol, looked back with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and found that the alley was extremely deserted, and the scattered pedestrians were frightened by a few drunks to speed up their pace and quickly disappeared at both ends.

There was a movement in his heart, his eyes flashed with excitement, his tongue knotted and said to Lou:

"Orange, come, come, let us practice, let me, let me see the strength of Waigang."

"..." Lou Cheng was speechless for a moment, and he laughed for a long time, "The mouth king, you are a two-two horse peeing, I don't know how to write the word'death'? Drinking can be bold. Isn’t it a fly?"

"You, can't you wait for me to finish talking? It's rare to have a lively and vigorous Waigang around me. I, I want to know how much better Waigang is than us." Xiao Ming is still quite minded. To explain soberly, "Say yes, no fire, no ice, no force, no, no absolute learning, and, moreover, no slaps!"

"Oh, do you care about your head?" Lou Cheng couldn't help but teased.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will attend the opening ceremony, and it will be broadcast live!" Cai Zongming reached out and wiped off his hair.

Lou Cheng Zheng nodded his head: "Yes, if there is a bruise or hematoma on the face, it is not good to be seen by tens of thousands of people on the live broadcast. However, it is also not good to patronize the face. Something, right?"

"You, did you want to beat me for a long time?" Cai Zongming took a breath.

"Yeah!" The answer was not Lou Cheng, but single dogs that were sober or drunk.

The long-lost cross talk show... He Zi muttered to himself.

Laughing for a while, under the unanimous expectation of Lin Hua and others, Lou Cheng stood in the middle of the alley "reluctantly". Cai Zongming took a breath and suppressed his drunkenness to stabilize his footsteps.

He Zi, acting as a temporary referee, whistled:

"Go!"

Cai Zongming lowered his back, his steps staggered forward, and his center of gravity swayed, making it difficult to judge where his attack would fall.

Just as his spine was flexing and he was about to throw a punch, he found that Lou Cheng raised his right foot, stretched out diagonally, and hovered and waited.

If I follow the expected thoughts, then I will trip directly and fall into a dog gnawing shit... Cai Zongming's eyes dazzled, and he hurriedly stopped the advance.

At this time, Lou Cheng retracted his right foot and swung his left fist around his waist.

Cai Zongming, who had to change direction forcibly and still had time to breathe, only felt that the opponent's fist was about to burst. At the moment when he was slow and stagnant, he was inevitable and inevitable.

He didn't have the burden of idols, and immediately rolled to the side. Lou Cheng smiled and looked at him, but didn't chase him.

Boom! Cai Zongming rolled too fast and hit a shared bicycle.

"Neurotic!" The passing cyclist barely managed to keep his balance, and swayed forward, cursing.

How old are you, still playing games of rolling on the ground!

After he finished cursing, he found that there were a few guys around who were obviously drinking too much. He didn't dare to say any more, he hummed on the pedal and hurried away.

Not 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 a little drunk, and he was dizzy for a while, but after being frightened, he recovered fluently and replied without losing his mouth:

"You can't refer to the deer as the horse, and reverse the black and white! Who stipulates that you will lose the bicycle when you hit the bicycle in the martial arts competition?"

"As a warrior, seeing six directions and listening to all directions is the most basic." Lou Cheng's expression was calm and calm.

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

"You have never moved from beginning to end!"

Pose and win yourself?

"Where did the two or three actions come from beginning to end?" Lou Cheng said "disdainfully".

Cai Zongming didn't care about his "contempt", and asked curiously:

"This is the predictive power of the combination of'Dongdi Bingxin' and'God Above Head'?"

"You understand." Lou Cheng nodded in surprise.

"Nonsense! As the future king of martial arts game commentary, basic homework is still to be done. This is called doing one line and loving one line." Cai Zongming tut.

At this moment, Wang Dali asked quietly next to him:

"Who is in a row?"

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

After the laugh, Li Mao, who had vacant and drunken feet, stood up and said with bright eyes:

"I, I will try too, try it."

"I want me too!" He Ziwang Dali and others raised their hands.

"Then take turns." Lou Cheng laughed and shook his head.

In order to force him to move one step as the goal, Li Mao, Sun Jian and Lin Hua took turns playing happily, but they all failed shamefully.

Boom!

He Zi flashed to the side, "still holding strength", and blasted Lou Cheng's head with a punch.

Huo Ran, her eyes were blank, Lou Cheng was just short, and crouched, her fist stretched out sometime and stopped in front of her abdomen.

"The offensive can be fierce, the mind can't be broken, and there must be room for change at any time." Lou Cheng stood up slowly and pointed.

He Zi, a warrior in the pill realm, finally appeared.

He Zi thoughtfully closed, thinking about asking questions, but saw another person stand up, Lin Que, who still had no expression.

I wipe it, you too, brother? Lou Cheng is half surprised and half expectantly thinking.

There was a good show...He Zi retreated to the edge, only hating the lack of a pack of popcorn in his hand. Li Mao and others had similar expressions.

Hey, the municipal administration, there are two people here who are going to tear down the street... If Lin Que is not the opposite, Cai Zongming has already said this sentence, but now he can only mutter 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 his responsibilities.

Boom! The concrete pavement under Lin Que's feet shook violently, as if a meteor pierced the sky, and instantly flashed in front of Lou Cheng, with a blast of wind blowing behind him.

Lou Cheng patted out his right palm in advance, squeezed his five fingers, and firmly clasped his uncle's fist.

He was about to tremble, shaking off Lin Que's accumulated power, but he felt the tiny muscles of his fist squirming strangely, as if he had his own life, and forcibly broke out of the grapple.

Boom boom boom! Lin Que stepped forward, firing cannon fists in bursts, and the light of the surrounding street lamps loomed and twisted, as if an invisible hand was pulling them, Lou Cheng seemed to be underwater, and the pressure on his body was increasing.

However, this degree of influence had little effect on him, turning his arms around his back, and tearing off layers of "stickers".

Boom boom boom! Lin Que was tightly connected, 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 ground, and defended half-step.

Several seconds later, Lin Que put away his fists and backed away. There were not many cracks on the ground, and both sides had control.

"Void meets God and sees self?" Lou Cheng asked with joy after turning his mind.

Uncle brother has reached this level so soon?

This is a blessing in disguise?

Lin Que nodded slightly and replied in the affirmative.

"From your physical condition, there is an inhuman peak... The next step is to find the way to Waigang." Lou Cheng said happily on behalf of his uncle.

Lin Que's eyes remain unchanged, as if talking to himself:

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

"Through life and death to sharpen it?" Lou Cheng slowly nodded, and asked rhetorically as 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, Lou Cheng, who was still thinking about the true meaning of his brother's words, planned to give up, and was about to ask his wife. At this time, 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 choreography. Reporter Shu introduced her to Taiwan Province for an internship. She has a good relationship with reporter Shu. This interview program was also made by reporter Shu." He Zi explained.

"That's OK, I will look back at the email, but why don't I remember that she forwarded it to me." Lou Cheng recalled the mailbox that he had read not long ago.

"..." He Zi was silent for a moment, then pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Based on her IQ, maybe it was really the wrong person... You can check again."

At this time ~IndoMTL.com~ the elevator arrived, Lou Cheng was about to go out and logged into the mailbox, and indeed saw a new mail, but the forwarder's name was completely different from Yan Xiaoling, called:

"Liu: ↑Green GK"

"Is it this?" Lou Cheng was not sure to show it to He Zi.

He Zi was stunned for a moment, then called Yan Xiaoling directly, and asked with a face-to-face:

"What is the signature of your mailbox?"

"Yes..." Yan Xiaoling was silent suddenly, then shook her head like a rattle, "It's not me, it's not me, it's not me!"

It's over. The Xiangfei's signature in the second period of secondary school forgot to change it. The senior student saw it and saw it...

"...It's not you, who sent that email?" He Zi's face twitched visibly.

"I don't know!" Yan Xiaoling replied decisively.

PS: I have something in the afternoon. The chapter will be later in the evening, about nine o'clock.