When Zhan Junhun sat up from the bed, he looked at his watch and saw that it was past six in the morning. In total, he and the Dwarf King drank for about four hours straight, which was really surprising.
Of course, the person involved, Zhan Junhun, was even more surprised. Fortunately, in the game, if gastric lavage was considered as a solution in reality, well, if there was another solution, it would be to take him directly to the crematorium!
Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Zhan Junhun didn't feel sleepy at all now. He took off his helmet and got up from the bed. Without opening the curtains, he knew that it was already light outside and many people must have gotten up to exercise.
As usual, he muttered to himself some nonsense, such as "It's dawn, I've exercised" and other nonsense. After washing up, he ran out of the dormitory.
These days, whenever he goes out to exercise in the morning, he can always see the old man who chatted with him that day. Although the old man did not talk to him again, he clearly knew that the old man had been observing his every move.
Not long after he settled in this community, he could feel that someone was paying attention to him. However, because this was a place, not a battlefield, and he was indeed a bit unique, so he did not do any "counter-reconnaissance"
"But, from now on, it seems that it is this old man who has been paying attention to him.
In fact, in his heart, he felt a little funny, because looking at this fairy-like old man, Zhan Junhun could always think of the novels he had read before, which described "the middle hidden in the city, the big hidden in the city"
Among the knights who came to the court, the old man was energetic and glowing, but he was probably not a cultivator, an elf or a ghost, right?
As usual, he started running circles around the community again, but today, his feeling of being watched was particularly obvious. He raised his head and saw, far away, a white dot in a window on the seventh floor of a certain building.
He knew that the white dot was the old man in white, a weird old gentleman. However, for some reason, this old man was blatantly observing him today, which made him a little unhappy. However, as a good young man who respects the elderly and loves the young,
, he still couldn't do anything too extreme, shook his head, and continued running on his own.
After running around the community, he was already sweating slightly. It must be said that during this period of time, he was soaking in the "world" every day, and his exercise was neglected, and he immediately showed signs of regression.
As usual, after finishing his run, he went to the small square in the center of the community to do some more exercises. When he had just finished a set of preparatory exercises, he saw the old man in white walking slowly over.
Turning his head and consciously not looking at the old man, Zhan Junhun already felt a little disgusted with the old man in his heart. If he were not an old man, he would probably have come forward to "communicate" with him.
"Young man, you're not bad, you're in good physical condition!"
The old man didn't seem to feel Zhan Junhun's indifference, and took the initiative to chat with Zhan Junhun for the second time. He glanced at the old man, nodded, and said nothing.
"Young man, you don't seem to like to talk much, haha."
"You're so annoying, old man, I curse you, get out of here!"
Zhan Junhun screamed in his heart, at this moment, this old man has transformed into an annoying fly. I can't wait to find a fly swatter and swat him to death at once, croak!
Seeing that Zhan Junhun ignored him, the old man smiled slightly and said:
"Your pulse is beating faster and there is a cold glint in your eyes. This means that you are agitated. Well, you seem to want to drive me aside, isn't that right?"
Without even looking at the old man, Zhan Junhun came to an arm strength device, stretched out his hand, and hung himself on it.
"Well, it's not bad. The exercise method is decent and effective. The muscles are not only explosive, but also relatively flexible, with good stretch and resistance to blows! Young man, you are quite good!"
"boom!"
Zhan Junhun felt that his anger was almost burning to his forehead. He took a deep breath, suppressed it, let go, fell to the ground, and said to the old man:
"Old man, it doesn't matter to you how I'm doing during my training, right? Stop following me, okay?"
Although what Zhan Junhun said was soft in content, his tone was very cold. After saying that, he walked towards the back exerciser.
The old man in white smiled slightly and followed him. When he saw Zhan Junhun's head and feet, he got on the exercise machine, walked up to him, looked down at him and said:
"Do you know that I have been observing you for a long time and found that you are very cute!"
This time, Zhan Junhun almost went berserk! In his eyes, the old man in white immediately changed from a disgusting fly to a disgusting gay!
"I found you very cute! Oh, mother, I'm getting goosebumps. I looked like a dog, but I didn't expect to be this kind of thing. Alas, you can't be judged by appearance! What the hell did I think he was?
Martial arts master, bah, damn faggot!"
Zhan Junhun immediately turned over and stood up, looked at the old man with eyes full of disdain, and said:
"You old guy, you look like a bitch, but I didn't expect you to be a dead gay. Go away, young master, I only love women, you are just a loser, and I have no interest in you!"
Fortunately, Zhan Junhun is not such a mean person, and being targeted by a gay is really not an honorable thing. Therefore, he deliberately lowered his voice, but there was clearly another sentence hidden in his words, that
that is:
"Old man, stay away from me, or I'll beat you up all over the place!"
The old man in white clothes listened with a smile at first, but then he felt a little uncomfortable. Then, he smacked carefully, huh? This little brat actually said that I was gay or a loser??
"You said I'm a lesbian??"
The old man's face turned pale with anger, and immediately turned red. The beard under his chin moved automatically, and his right hand trembled, pointing at the warrior soul! Fortunately, the old man was in good health, otherwise, he would definitely have suffered a cerebrovascular injury!
"Oh, old man, I didn't expect that you are really a sufferer. Just suffer, there is no shame. However, you are so old, how can you withstand an attack? Let me tell you, it's almost okay. It will hurt your body.
ah!"
"Ah? I'm so angry!"
The old man spoke in a low voice at first, but after hearing what Zhan Junhun said, he started shouting angrily. The old men and women who had been training all gathered around after hearing this. Seeing the old man's angry look, they all accused Zhan Junhun!
The power of the masses is great. Under the criticism of thousands of people, Zhan Junhun apologized dejectedly and wanted to leave. However, the old man was really unwilling to let go. He grabbed Zhan Junhun's wrist and said sternly:
"No, you little brat, you're so angry with me, you have to explain it to me today!"
Zhanjunhun quit his job immediately. This old man, relying on the strength of his numbers, has bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and now he is still full of energy!
"Old man, please let go of your hand. If I resist, let go quickly!"
No matter how angry Zhan Junhun was, he would not take action against an old man who just had a quarrel. At this time, he had no choice but to pretend to be more ferocious and threaten this dead old man.
Who would have thought that this old man in white, who was too rich and powerful to have sex and was too powerful to surrender, turned out to be cold-faced when faced with his threats, just like the bull opposite the bullfighter, with a red face and a thick neck, breathing heavily, and almost stomping.
Got it!
When Zhan Junhun saw how tough he was, he quickly changed his smile and said with a smile:
"Old man, sir, I'm begging you. I've already apologized. Just let me go. Look, I'm not gay, and I don't like this. You are just a sufferer. I can't do anything to you. Just let me go."
Spare me, look, there are so many young men in the community, why do you have to find me? I have a wife and a lover!"
Originally, the old man's anger had subsided a little, but when Zhan Junhun said this, it was as if a gasoline barrel was lit on fire, and the old man exploded!
I saw the old man grabbing Zhan Junhun's wrist, pressing it down, and a strong force came, trying to bend Zhan Junhun's arm toward his chest.
If his arm is folded to his chest by this old man, then the warrior soul will become meat on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others. As a well-trained special soldier, he will certainly not be captured just like that. Resistance is a must.
drop!
Zhan Junhun took advantage of the situation and took a step forward. He took the initiative to bend his arm, but his elbow attacked the old man. At the same time, his free right hand was tied into a knife and stabbed the old man's armpit.
The armpit is located at the lower part of the shoulder blade. It is unknown whether there are acupuncture points, but the nerve distribution is dense. After being hit hard here, the arm will immediately become weak. The warrior spirit has already regarded the old man as an opponent at this time, but in a respectful manner
, he still didn’t really pull the strings.
Just when Zhan Junhun thought he had succeeded, the old man suddenly jumped up, and one knee appeared in the path of the hand knife. As the saying goes, his arm could not twist the thigh, and with a slight swing of his knee, he blocked the hand knife aside.
At this time, Zhan Junhun's left hand was still under the control of the old man. Seeing the old man jump up, he immediately kicked out his right foot. However, the old man's right leg had already been lifted up and the kick was in vain.
Zhan Junhun suddenly felt a little awkward and wanted to take back his right hand. However, at this time, the old man was already descending. He raised his left arm and swung violently, and his forearm hit Zhan Junhun's face.
Zhan Junhun had never been so angry. He was about to fight back when his feet hurt. It turned out that he had been stepped on by this old man. Then his left arm went limp and he was twisted behind him by this old man.
Not only that, the old man didn't give Zhan Junhun a chance to fight back. His left hand had already clasped the shoulder blade, and his right foot was inserted between Zhan Junhun's legs, and he was slightly arched. At this time, Zhan Junhun would not be able to fight back unless Sun Wukong was reincarnated.
, was completely suppressed by this old man.
"You little brat, you're so angry with me, you're talking nonsense! Follow me obediently, otherwise, you'll be the one to look good!"
Twisting his arms and grabbing his ears, War Army Soul grimaced in pain. However, at this time, if he wanted to resist, he could only use those so-called special moves. They were used on the battlefield when life and death were fought, and it seemed inappropriate to use them now.
.
There was no deep grudge, and this old man didn't seem to be really cruel. After thinking about it, Zhan Junhun thought, come on, even if he respects the old man, he didn't resist anymore!
The old people nearby had already dispersed under the greeting of the old man in white. The old man lowered his head slightly and said to Zhan Junhun:
"Boy, first of all, apologize to me. Secondly, I've fallen in love with you and you want to be my apprentice!"
