Fujimoto curled up on the ground for a while, and when he realized that the pain caused by the blow that Qin Yifeng defeated him had begun to subside, he had the energy to pay attention to the people watching the competition around him.
What Fujimoto didn't expect was that the junior brothers and sisters who usually respected him in the gym now looked at him with deep disdain and contempt. He knew in his heart that his senior brother's status was not good enough.
Guaranteed.
"Look at that guy, how can he still be a senior brother after being beaten to the ground?" One of Fujimoto's masters said this with disgust on his face.
"That's right, by the way, is he really going to strip naked and dance here?" Fujimoto's other junior sister started talking, with a little expectation in her eyes, but she pretended to be embarrassed and said: "If that's the case, I will
Let’s go first!”
"Stop pretending!" All the disciples said to the junior sister one after another.
"How's it going? Can we start?" Qin Yifeng said to Fujimoto who was still lying on the ground, his eyes full of worry.
"Don't be like this, okay?" Before Fujimoto could speak, Fang Yan, who was beside Qin Yifeng, quietly pulled the corner of Qin Yifeng's clothes and said, "Don't do such obscene things in the sacred dojo?"
Fujimoto saw Fang Yan talking to Qin Yifeng, but because Fang Yan's voice was very soft, he couldn't hear what Fang Yan was saying at all. But he saw Qin Yifeng's eyes suddenly glowing with excitement as he listened to Fang Yan's words.
It's like being excited about a great idea.
"As I said, stripping naked and dancing is not enough!" Qin Yifeng said to frame Fang Yan. As soon as he said this, Fang Yan immediately wanted to retort, but at this moment, Fang Yan suddenly felt a numbness on his back, and his own
Qin Yifeng's mute point was touched and he couldn't make any sound.
"Miss Fang, I will remember that you pushed me out without my consent!" Qin Yifeng said softly to Fang Yan with a smile. When Fang Yan heard these words, she felt that Qin Yifeng was stingy and vengeful.
Man, and most importantly, Fujimoto felt uneasy when he saw Qin Yifeng's expression and whispered to the dialect, "What on earth are these two people thinking of to embarrass themselves?"
"By the way, didn't you say that if you lose, you will not only strip naked and dance here, but also run around outside?" Qin Yifeng suddenly said with enlightenment, "Don't waste time, Yanyan is the first
I’m very impatient to wait.”
"You..." Fujimoto stared at Fang Yan fiercely, and saw that Fang Yan's face was red. She wanted to say something but couldn't. When Fujimoto stared at her like this, she knew that she had been successfully framed by Qin Yifeng.
"I will remember you." Fujimoto said, then took a breath and took off his upper body robe.
"Damn it, look at it!" Fujimoto yelled. It has to be said that due to long-term martial arts training, Fujimoto's figure is very toned. At least he looks much better than Qin Yifeng.
Two strong chest muscles and eight solid abdominal muscles squeezed together made the female disciples excited and wanted to touch them.
Seeing the gleaming eyes of those female disciples after seeing Fujimoto's figure, Qin Yifeng was a little disdainful: "Damn, what kind of taste do you like to see such a guy?"
"What's wrong, aren't you convinced?" Although Fang Yan was speechless, her eyes miraculously conveyed these words to Qin Yifeng's heart, which made Qin Yifeng's teeth itch in her heart, "You're not convinced by Fujimoto's figure."
Better than you?"
"Am I not convinced?" Qin Yifeng said to himself: "Damn it, uncle, my figure is much better than his?"
In this compartment, Fujimoto took off his shirt and did not move again, just because he was adjusting his mentality. Although the people of the country where karate originated are very open-minded and perverted, he had to be unprepared.
Even if the next thing is exposed, not everyone can adjust their mentality right away.
"What should we do?" Fujimoto had some thoughts of stalling for time, but at this moment, the guy shouted: "Take it off quickly!"
After the guy shouted, everyone in the audience became active and shouted: "Take off, take off, take off, take off!"
Fujimoto saw that the scene was similar to Big Brother Xing’s concert. The fans watching were so enthusiastic. Suddenly, many figures appeared in his mind. Those figures were from their countries who were willing to work for art.
Female artists who have sacrificed, such as Cang Xiaokong, Wu Tenglan, etc., think about those artists who can sacrifice for art, so why can't I?
Thinking of this, Fujimoto seemed to have made the strongest determination, his hands became steady, and he slowly untied his belt.
I have to say that Fujimoto's figure is really good. There were several young girls at the scene who were already looking forward to it after seeing Fujimoto take off his shirt. But now that they saw Fujimoto take off his belt, they couldn't help but swallow it.
Come on saliva.
"Take it off quickly!" The crowd was filled with enthusiasm.
Fujimoto's face also became stern, just like the samurai of his country performing the most sacred ritual of seppuku, he knelt on the ground, and then slowly folded the clothes he had taken off neatly.
"Damn, why are you doing so much? Hurry up!" Fujimoto's slow movements made the theatergoers impatient, so for a while, more and more people were yelling angrily.
"Roar..." Suddenly, Fujimoto yelled, then stood up and took off his pants very neatly.
"Wow!" Looking at those muscular thighs, the young girls kept screaming, while their eyes were fixed on the triangle area that was still wrapped in a small piece of cloth.
"Take it off, take it off!" Qin Yifeng threw a few coins as if watching a striptease, and shouted: "Damn, I will reward you for your good performance!"
"No!" Fang Yan was speechless. Why was this man so vulgar? He made this sacred dojo look like a nightclub. Everything was vulgar and obscene.
"Take it off, take it off!" The disciples who were watching the excitement, regardless of whether they were lucky or not, saw Qin Yifeng throwing money and took it out one after another. Unfortunately, they realized at this time that they were
He was wearing a Taoist robe and had no pockets to hide money, so he could only shout and urge with his mouth.
Just when everyone was in a frenzy, Fujimoto gritted his teeth, then inserted the thumbs of his hands into the cuffs of his trousers, his eyes became tragic. At this time, the group of artists who took off their clothes for art reappeared in his mind, and even more
Reminds me of a famous poem praising the late female artist Iijima Koai:
The beautiful name has spread all over the world, and the blood and tears have created the pain in the world of mortals.
It is the most lonely and ecstatic place, reflecting on the sadness at the end of the world.
The unusual jade body shocked Pan An, and his methods were renovated to become the best in all battles.
When the fragrance is sold and the jade dies, the beautiful shadow remains. From now on, we cry for wolves at the end of the world.
This is such a heavy famous poem. It has spread to every corner of the world. Every teenager born in the 1980s or even born in the 1990s will remember that there was once such a female artist who worked for the general purpose of sex education for teenagers.
, has made an immortal contribution! A foreigner, with no self-interested motives, regards the sex education of people around the world as her own career. What kind of spirit is this? This is the spirit of internationalism, and every prostitute must learn from it.
Such spirit!
Thinking of the artist whose body has died, but will always live in people's computer hard drives, Fujimoto feels admiration. At this time, he wants to learn from the artist, scholar, and teacher who has died but whose spirit lives on forever.
"Roar!" There was another tragic roar, and Fujimoto swept away his last trace of protection.
Everyone present had their eyes wide open. In their eyes, Fujimoto was a tall, somewhat handsome, and well-built man. Unfortunately, although this man was close to perfection, he still had a few flaws.
"Holy shit, you're so small?" A disciple who came back to his senses laughed suddenly, and everyone who was awakened by his laughter looked at a certain part of Fujimoto's body.
What is this? A tadpole? A caterpillar? Or...
"Brother, you can do it!" Qin Yifeng laughed so much that tears flowed down, then walked to Fujimoto and patted his shoulder, "Although your martial arts are not high, I still have to admire you. You are so small.
I don’t think I have the courage to show it off!”
"You..." Fujimoto stared at Qin Yifeng fiercely, but Qin Yifeng led him to the door at this time, and then stepped him out of the door, "Go outside and run around!"