Bone fractures are divided into several types depending on their degree, but no matter which type they are, it is not a pleasant thing if they turn into fractures.
Lin Xiangwan felt that her elbow was now touching Chu Di's injury. As long as she wanted to, she could make him regret what she had done immediately, or at least she would make him suffer for ten days and a half.
More importantly...
But do I really have to make this decision? If I hurt him, he won't be able to go on stage. If this matter drags on endlessly, it will only become more and more troublesome, but if he is allowed to continue like this... it's like
She gave a child who was obviously misbehaved a taste of candy. Will he use this trick to threaten her next time?
Lin Xiangwan's momentary hesitation gave Chu Di an opportunity. He wrapped his arms tightly around Lin Xiangwan, gently covered her neck with his lips and whispered, "I know you are not such a cruel person.
Zhong Kun has already repaired me enough today, you can wait until tomorrow to start again."
"Zhong Kun? I thought you had gone to fight today." Hearing the name of an acquaintance, Lin Xiangwan felt inexplicably more relaxed. However, the consequence of relaxing for a while was that the feeling became more sensitive. Chu Di's lips
Her back felt numb and itchy, as if she had a rash, and she couldn't help but want to rub it.
Chu Di saw her blushing behind her ears and looked like she wanted to escape but couldn't. He couldn't help but smile even more, "Of course, do you think those who have bad punches are all three-legged cats? I'm afraid their level is not as good as Zhong Kun's.
Next, it’s just that Zhong Kun followed the path of an expert, and they are all wild people. If I go up today... I’m afraid you won’t be able to see me step down.”
"You also know that Zhong Kun is an expert. He may be able to fight in competitions, but those who fight in black boxing are desperate... Are you sure you can beat them?" Lin Xiangwan couldn't help but worry, not knowing that City H
What is the regulation of black boxing? Is it a fight to the death? But if the odds are high, I'm afraid it won't end well. Just practicing is like being beaten up. If you wait until the day you actually go on stage, you still don't know what will happen.
What a tragic scene. If it’s not done right, someone will really die, right?
Chu Di didn't think as much as she thought. He played with her long hair with one hand and said, "It's better than not practicing at all. Temporary support always works. If by any chance I fail... you must not
Go and beg Baili Tong. Baili Tong may not want me to die, but maybe he just wants me to feel hurt. If you don’t go and beg him, he’ll be angry.
Sometimes he will really have murderous intentions."
Chu Di's words hit Lin Xiangwan's heart. Just now, she was thinking, if he was really beaten to a pulp, should she let Baili Tong let him live, considering that he was older and younger?
For my sake... But when Chu Di said this, Lin Xiangwan immediately retorted stubbornly, "Who is going to beg him? What does it have to do with how you were beaten?"
"Okay, okay...just think of me as being sentimental..." Chu Di apologized with a smile.
The weather is very hot, and it is uncomfortable for two people to hug each other. Their skins stick together tightly, and sweat drips to one place, but there is a strange sense of intimacy. It is said that a long time ago, men and women were connected like this.
They were together, but later they offended God because they were too close, and were eventually split apart by a sword. So now the man and woman who are in love always hug each other at every turn, because their bodies miss each other, even if they are separated.
Even after thousands of years, this instinct cannot be stopped.
Lin Xiangwan didn't know when she fell asleep. She began to feel awkward, as if she was surrounded by a big stove. Later, her body gradually got used to the scorching temperature and the man chattering in her ear.
She couldn't tell what he was saying, or he didn't say anything at all, he just called her name over and over again.
It was as if she wanted to carve her name into his flesh and blood.
*Because Captain Lin was too busy to watch Lin Xiangwan running laps every day, the task of supervising Lin Xiangwan's exercise fell on a brother from the crime and evidence team.
That person also graduated from H University. He was Lin Xiangwan's senior brother. The senior brother was much easier to talk to than the captain. When Lin Xiangwan was tired from training, he didn't rush her. He just sat aside with a smile and waited for her to catch her breath.
He took a deep breath and handed over a can of Coke.
"After practicing so hard, it seems that you are not good at being a forensic doctor." The senior brother from the crime evidence team pushed up the glasses that slid down the bridge of his nose and said softly.
Lin Xiangwan chuckled, "I heard that in two months, the entire team will have physical examinations, and your crime evidence team won't be able to escape by then."
Captain Lin sent a message, saying that her training this time was a secret mission and could not be told to anyone. Although Lin Xiangwan felt that this matter was quite nonsense, she did not dare to challenge Captain Lin's authority to make irresponsible remarks.
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The spectacled brother raised his eyebrows, waved his very thin biceps and said, "Really? False? Then I also want to start running laps with you?"
"Okay, it's better to be prepared for a rainy day than to mess up the situation when the time comes." Lin Xiangwan was eager to drag one more person into the water, so he encouraged her very hard. Unfortunately, Brother Glasses was not fooled, and stood up and sat down again, "Haha,
Anyway, there are still two months left, I am not in a hurry, you can run first, you are still more than a thousand meters short today."
Lin Xiangwan gritted his teeth, turned around and burst into tears.
Watching Lin Xiangwan finish running two thousand meters, her glasses brother waved goodbye to her outside the bureau's training ground. Lin Xiangwan rubbed her stiff and sore muscles, took a taxi and went straight to the city's judo gym.
Since Zhong Kun retired, he has been working as a free coach there when he has nothing to do. Whenever he appears, a group of young girls will scream outside the court, making the judo hall feel like a concert.
Zhong Kun has trained here before, and there were girls screaming during training. At that time, he would always laugh, blushing and laughing while throwing his sparring partners out like sacks.
Now the sparring partner has become a young team member. Although he still cannot escape the fate of being a sack, Zhong Kun no longer smiles.
The girls all said that their smiling Judo Prince has grown up, become deeper and more charming. But only the person involved understands that the price of growing up is boundless pain. If possible, he hopes not to grow up in his life, he hopes
He has been a big eater all his life, but the woman he likes always sits opposite him, looks at him tenderly, and feeds him his favorite dishes...
Lin Xiangwan went here not to see Zhong Kun.
As we all know, the city's Judo Hall was newly built by the Chu family two years ago. The venue was built entirely in accordance with international standards. Important events in City H are all held here. But what everyone doesn't know is that at the side door of the Judo Hall, from there to
Go down two floors and you will find a different world.
In the underground boxing ring, the smell of blood and sweat gave Lin Xiangwan a sense of familiarity.
A heavy punch will make a dull sound when it hits the body, and blood will spatter, with a desolate and tragic beauty of despair, painful groans, and the crisp sound of the broken bones, all of which hide people deep in the soul.
The yearning for violence and blood is inspired.
This huge underground kingdom has no taboos because it has a reason for its existence. Everyone needs to vent. Some people choose to sing all night at KTV, some people choose to give up on themselves in the cafeteria, and some people
, they have only one way to vent, and that is to watch others bleed.
Fighting is the nature of men. From ancient times, they have relied on this method to find a place for themselves in the clan and win the hearts of women. In modern society, business warfare has replaced fists, becoming more secretive and advanced, but
They cannot hide their inner desires. Unlike sexual desire, this desire for violence cannot be dispatched through any other means. If they cannot do it themselves, they have to watch others do it. When other people's blood bursts out and life is on the verge of drying up.
, they will feel inexplicably satisfied.
Therefore, when looking at a man, never look at his appearance, because no matter how well he is dressed, it is difficult to hide his animal nature.
It was not boxing match time, but the boxing ring was not deserted at all. There were coaches and his disciples training against the clock in every boxing ring. Even under the boxing ring, there were some people crowded. Underground people with keen eyes
Economic people will look for the next boxing champion among these new faces who can make them a lot of money.
Lin Xiangwan walked straight to the training table at the end of the boxing ring. Zhong Kun was sitting under the table with a bottle of cold beer in his hand. When he saw her, he shook the bottle at her as a greeting.
Lin Xiangwan walked over, kicking down countless wine bottles along the way. When Zhong Kun saw her approaching, he pulled her to sit next to him, "I bet him a hundred dollars that he will win."
The man's breath smelled of alcohol. Chu Di was fighting with someone on the stage and had no time to care about what was happening under the stage. Lin Xiangwan frowned and said, "You drank too much. Go back."
Zhong Kun raised a finger and shook it in front of her, "It's okay, I have to meet customers tonight. Drink more now, and they will be embarrassed to drink me again tonight. Beer is not intoxicating, but liquor is different.
.Tell me, do you want to pledge money or not?"
Lin Xiangwan took out his wallet and patted Zhong Kun directly, "Bet, but I bet on him to lose. If I win, both you and him will go home."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Di was knocked down in the boxing ring by his sparring partner with a left hook. He lay on the table, panting like an ox, and patted the table to indicate that it was over for the day. Zhong Kun's face felt like frost.
Beaten eggplant.
He's not a young man, he's over 30 years old. The injury from yesterday's practice hasn't healed yet. Today he goes on stage again. Dragging his body full of wounds, do you still want to beat others?
Just these two people, one is an alcoholic, the other is eager for success, and they still want to win against others? Lin Xiangwan started to feel a little desperate, took his wallet back, and stood up Zhong Kun with an expressionless face, "If you can stand up, then
Go by yourself, I can't take care of you two uncles by myself!"