"Hey! I said, brother! You get up in the middle of the night every day to make trouble. Are you tired? Even if you are not tired, you will still let people sleep!"

As soon as Wang Zhong opened the door, he smelled a fragrant wind first, and then the sharp gunfire in his ear came over. Wang Zhong frowned slightly and glanced at the harasser at the door, "Where did the girl come from? I'm not disturbing me."

The man at the door looked like a girl, with a tall figure, a melon-shaped face, a small nose wrinkled, and a few small freckles were faintly seen on it, but she looked even more cute, but her eyelids were a little loose at this time, her hair was a little fluffy, she looked like she hadn't woken up, wearing a thin pajamas and a pair of crystal sandals, and her expression was a little annoyed.

"You get up in the middle of the night every day, it's so loud."

Seeing Wang Zhong come out, the girl's speech was still sharp, but the words were relieved. As Wang Zhong opened the door, the smell of medicine in the room came out in detail. The girl sucked her nose and smelled the fragrance of chicken soup. So she looked at Wang Zhong for a while, as if she wanted to figure out what she was doing. Seeing that Wang Zhong had not changed into the practice clothes, she was even more curious.

Seeing that this girl looked so hard, Wang Zhong felt relieved. He got up at three o'clock every day to practice iron sand palms. When he went upstairs, the noise was indeed a little louder. Generally, people sleep well at this time, and it was really a big noise, but it was not. If the other party was a big and thick aunt, although Wang Zhong would not be able to pass by iron sand palms, at least he would not feel uncomfortable.

I quickly said something like "I just entered university and had more things to do, and I feel embarrassed to disturb you." "I will pay attention to it next time."

Seeing this situation, the girl was not too concerned about it after all, so she had to nodded: "Then be careful in the future." After saying that, she glanced into Wang Zhong's house curiously with her eyes slightly.

As a student, Wang Zhong's behavior really made her curious. It is said that a woman's curiosity can kill a cat. Although it is exaggerated, it is not groundless.

"Are you a student too?" Wang Zhong asked.

The girl's sleepiness was completely gone at this time: "This building is all students. I am from the Journalism and Media College in the North College. I look at you, I am from the Sports College. I go out to exercise in the middle of the night every day, do you practice martial arts, boxing or karate? You are the freshman, it's not bad, so I moved out. I moved out in my sophomore year, but yours is the senior."

Wang Zhong didn't expect that he would get so many words from this girl, but he also likes to be straightforward and cheerful. His mouth was sagging and smiled: "I'm not from the sports school. I study literature and history. I practice martial arts, but I don't have karate, not the boxing, but the iron sand palm."

Puchi! When the girl heard this, she laughed and said, "Iron Sand Palm! What a powerful martial arts. I didn't expect you to be a martial arts master. I'm so respectful!"

Wang Zhong knew that the girl was joking, but he didn't care about it. He honestly said, "It can be considered yes." When the girl heard this, she kept giggling.

"People are standing at the door and talking. Since they are senior sister, come in and sit down." Wang Zhongche completely and let the side.

The girl was reserved for a moment, and instantly swept the decorations in the room with her eyes, then waved her hand: "I just got up, my face was not washed, my teeth were not brushed, and there was still one morning class to be rushed, which is a huge delay. I will talk to you next time."

Wang Zhong laughed twice and watched the girl go downstairs. Suddenly he remembered that he didn't ask the girl's name. But when he thought, since he was on the same floor, he was a neighbor, and he had more chances to meet. Most of them were just a chance meeting. Although Wang Zhong was a second-generation ancestor, he was not a fan of flowers.

After the crossover, it was so bright that Wang Zhong took a shower, took off the lead blocks, changed his clothes, and ate a can of chicken clean. It was only after seven o'clock that he went out slowly and got on the bus.

In the morning, it was the peak hours of work, and the bus was full of people, and Wang Zhong had no seats, so he had to stand. Anyway, it was not far from the school where he was studying, and it was four stops away.

"Big brother, big brother! You can sit in this position."

Wang Zhong had just stood still, and seemed to feel someone shaking him. When he looked at him, he saw a little girl of seven or eight years old, with white socks, little red leather shoes, round face, flashing eyes, and two small braids with horns. She looked extremely cute.

"Nannan, don't run around!" A woman in the seat next to her quickly grabbed the cute little sister.

"The teacher told us that we would give up our seats!" Xiao Nannan pouted and argued, then pulled Wang Zhong: "Big brother, you can sit in this position, just mom just hold me."

A warm feeling surged in Wang Zhong's heart and he smiled: "What a cute little sister! If your brother doesn't sit, you can't hold you with your mother. You'd better sit by yourself." The passengers next to him were amused by this innocent and cute little girl.

As soon as the car started, everyone leaned back. The car slowly started. The little Nannan sat still, but her body twisted around and her big eyes looked at everyone.

"It's almost a month since I went to school, and I still don't know all the people in my class, and I've failed." Wang Zhong was thinking, but suddenly heard Xiao Nannan scream again, pointing at the row of people in front: "Uncle, why do you put your hand in someone else's pocket?"

The passengers in the car became alert and saw in the direction of Xiao Nannan's fingers. A young man wearing a plaid shirt and curled hair was touching his hand into the pocket of a middle-aged man carrying a briefcase.

Hearing the little Nannan shouting, the middle-aged man quickly covered his pocket with his hands, glanced at the curly young man with a few vigilant glances, but did not speak, and moved his body backward, farther away.

The curly young man only withdrew his hand, as if nothing had happened, and his eyes whistled out the window.

"Nannan, don't be troublesome!" The woman quickly hit Xiao Nannan. Xiao Nannan looked aggrieved and had to pout again.

When Wang Zhong saw him, he smiled secretly: "This guy is not good at his hands and feet."

In a moment, the car stopped and arrived at a stop. The curly young man seemed to be about to get off the car. He walked out and suddenly turned around and said to Xiao Nannan: "This little girl is very cute!" As he said that, he reached out and touched Xiao Nannan's face, and then got off quickly.

The car just started again, and Xiao Nannan suddenly burst into tears: "Mom, my face hurts."

Wang Zhong quickly saw a deep hole appeared on Xiao Nannan's face, and blood kept oozing out, causing a round face to flow into a hideous and terrifying manner, splashing onto the flowery skirt. It was really shocking.

"Ah!" The woman let out a heart-wrenching scream, which scared the passengers in the car. She hurriedly covered Xiao Nannan's wound with her clothes. Xiao Nannan just cried violently, and her voice was hoarse. "I told you not to be troublesome, but you don't listen! I told you not to be troublesome. You don't listen!"

Some passengers next to him sighed repeatedly: "Wait until the station is over and take him to the hospital."

"This beast!" Wang Zhong's face was immediately congested, his heart was like a knife cut. He snatched his body and approached the window. He saw that the curly-haired young man was about to flash into an alley in the distance.

"Stop, stop quickly!" Wang Zhong shouted to the driver.

"You can't stop here, you can only stop at the station!" The driver seemed to have experienced a long time of storm, and didn't care at all. As a result, I have been driving a bus for more than ten years and I don't blame me for anything I've seen before.

"Fuck your mother!" Wang Zhong cursed, and saw that although the window was open, he couldn't jump out. The hole was too small. He just put his palms in one round, and he remakes it on the window of the glass iron hoop.

With a loud bang, the entire window flew out. Wang Zhong jumped out of the window. When he landed on the road, he heard the passengers in the bus screaming. Wang Zhong couldn't care: "If you don't kill that beast, you won't be considered a human being."

He pulled his steps like flying. Wang Zhong said that he had tied lead pieces on his legs. He took two steps at three steps and snatched into the alley of the curly young man in just a few strokes. Suddenly, he heard the noise and the noise was extremely loud, but it was a vegetable market. This morning was a great time to buy vegetables, with people coming and going, and there was no open space.

Wang Zhong's eyes were blood red, so he naturally knew that all thieves had blades to cut their skin. Needless to say, the wound on the face of Xiao Nannan knew what was going on.

Looking around, Wang Zhong's eyes were sharp since he was a child. He suddenly saw a big pavilion opposite, which seemed to be the police station of the vegetable market. A plaid shirt flashed. At this time, people came and went, and they could not squeeze into the opposite side at all. Wang Zhong quickly jumped onto the platform where the dishes were served. The dish owner hurriedly came to stop him, but Wang Zhong jumped in front.

The whole vegetable market was in chaos, and the dish owners were cursing loudly. Wang Zhong had already jumped off the steps and rushed into the police station. He saw three men in uniforms posing on the curly-haired young man, which seemed to have just opened. One of the policemen had a electric stick on their belt and his face was full of flesh. He cursed at the curly-haired young man: "Is it open today?"

The curly-haired young man spat: "It's bad luck!"

At this time, I heard the outside scratching, and several people quickly got up to watch. Wang Zhong rushed in and grabbed the curly hair of the curly young man and pulled it out. The curly young man screamed in pain.

The three policemen seemed to fight often, and were very familiar with the situation in front of them. They lifted the mahjong table and left the seat. One of them pulled out the electric stick. The two of them lifted the stool and smashed it at Wang Zhong.

Seeing the electric rod crackling and flashing blue light, Wang Zhong knew it was quite powerful with his eyes. In desperation, he lifted the curly young man with one hand and pushed the curly young man with the other hand, hitting the curly young man's chest, and his body flew up like a scarecrow and hitting the three police officers in front of him.

The mountain pusher in the iron sand palm is powerful and powerful. Wang Zhong has been in it for ten years. Although he has not reached the level of the master Gu Ruzhang at that time, even ordinary people cannot afford it.

The three police officers were hit by one person in front of him and immediately rolled to the ground. When Wang Zhong looked at it, the curly young man had a big hole in his plaid shirt on his chest, revealing his flesh, and a dark palm print was now on his chest. The curly young man's face turned pale, his body kept squirming, and a string of blood foam spit out from the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be unable to survive.

"Kill one is also killing, and killing two is also killing. These are all snakes and rats, and they all committed suicide."

Wang Zhong usually never leaves "Water Margin". After watching it for a lot, he knows martial arts again. After reaching the key point, he felt passionate. He immediately turned around and jumped up and snatched a pig-killing knife from a meat stall.
Chapter completed!