The club is still crowded and lively every day, filled with the stench of all kinds of men. This kind of indiscriminate fighting fascinates every passionate man. It is really a good place that you can't find even with a lantern. No wonder many people sharpen their teeth.
My head is spinning and I want to come in and take a look.
But the Wutang's access control is notoriously tight, and even brothers from other branches of the Wolf Gang are not allowed to enter.
Zhang Yujie's agility and ruthlessness soon spread in the hall. Those who had initially planned to unite to attack him all suffered late and no longer took the initiative to provoke him. Instead, they turned around and ran away when they saw him.
Until today, Zhang Yujie has perfectly interpreted the theory that "the best defense is offense." Because he chose to constantly attack and attack, so that everyone retreated when they saw him, and no one tried to attack him, so
He doesn't need defense at all.
I could see the transformation clearly and understand it thoroughly, but I just couldn't do it. Perhaps it was due to my natural weakness. When I encountered a sudden punch or kick from the air, my first reaction was to avoid it.
Not an offense.[
I knew that I couldn't make any progress like this, so I tried to convince myself to confront those fists and kicks head-on, learn Zhang Yujie's life-threatening fighting style, and frighten them first, so that they would stop attacking me. But I still couldn't do it. I wanted to hit them.
Others must learn to be beaten first.
And I was most afraid of pain. When their fists and kicks were used on me, I immediately grimaced in pain and couldn't help but burst into tears. I had to wipe them secretly to save my face, for fear of being seen by others.
I sometimes think that if I were the leading actor in this world, I would be a little too weak. Every supporting character is stronger than me. Any one chosen at random could kill me in an instant. It would be impossible to survive at all!
Especially after I went to the video hall outside with Zhang Yujie to watch a movie called "The Truman Show", I began to speculate even more wildly. If someone is really secretly controlling my life, I really want to ask. Since
You created me, why can't you transform me into a more sunny, handsome, and suave person?
If you can't do this, you can at least let me be more awesome and kill more than ten people in one move, right?