The football flew high into the sky, and with a bang, the tall man's body fell to the ground, with blood pouring out of his mouth and nose. His limbs twitched with a popping sound, and he looked terrible. The laughter at this moment was like
Being abruptly cut off by an invisible big hand, more than a dozen people looked at their companions on the ground in shock, and two girls even screamed.
"Uh... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I meant to pick it up with my hands, what are you doing... uh..." The expression on Jia Ming's face here was innocent and confused, "Why are you using your face?"
Seeing the other party look like this, Lingjing couldn't help but look at him with a smile while wiping the dust off her face. Shasha saw that her side had the upper hand, so she waved the wooden stick twice and stopped rushing forward. She had rushed over to act like the good guy before.
When the boy behind him saw his companion in the back like this, he pointed at Jiaming and rushed over: "You actually..."
"What's going on? How dare you come over and try again!" He had only taken two steps, and Shasha had already raised the wooden stick and pointed it at him.
Every day at this time of the evening, the square is filled with students who have nothing to do and go for a walk. When there is a scene, everyone's attention is immediately attracted. The boy in front is afraid of the stick after all, so he pointed at Jiaming and said:
"This matter can't be finished today. If it's a man, come over. We don't want to hit women!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shasha had already swung the stick. The other party stretched out his hand to block it, and immediately staggered back a few steps, grinning in pain: "It won't be over until it's over. Who will be afraid of you sissies?"
The girl said, waving a wooden stick and chased after her. The boy was hit twice on the hand and once on the leg, and was immediately knocked to the ground. Jia Ming and Lingjing were afraid that she would suffer a loss, so they quickly followed her.
Then I heard Jiaming shouting: "Shasha, be careful!"
A figure rushed towards Shasha, volleying and kicking!
A perfect and standard Taekwondo posture! Shasha subconsciously raised the stick to block, and with a snap, the stick broke in the middle.
The figures intertwined, and the three bodies fell in different directions. Shasha fell backwards, and Jiaming's body fell to the ground after a violent impact. As for the person who had just used the perfect kick, he was still in the air.
His body failed to land, and was knocked out by Jia Ming. His most vulnerable waist and lower abdomen hit the gorgeous street light pole. After his body fell to the ground, he no longer even had the strength to moan.
Holding his stomach, his whole face was twisted in pain, rolling and rolling...
After taking a breath of air-conditioning, most of the people watching showed expressions of lingering fear. The man who just rushed over was named Lu Jianchuan. He is now a sophomore in high school. His family does not have a very good background, but he is definitely a good player in martial arts, Taekwondo.
, Judo, and several domestic martial arts are quite proficient. He can fight with more than a dozen students without hesitation, and he is quite influential in the school.
Just when they saw that he was about to take action, most of the knowledgeable onlookers thought that these three people - at least the boy was dead - that violent volley kick, even a layman could see that it was really well executed.
The wooden stick was broken by the kick. Who knew that the boy next to him could rush so fast? It was just a clumsy and unskilled collision, and there was a telephone pole next to him. Then, a miracle occurred, and tragedy also occurred.
This kick didn't actually hit Shasha's body firmly. When I got up, I looked at the broken wooden stick with lingering fear. I saw Jia Ming struggling to get up. I really wanted to rush up and kiss him. Sure enough,
, Jiaming usually looks soft, but at critical moments, he must be the most reliable.
Seeing that Jia Ming had blocked this leg for him, Sha Sha felt so sweet that she had no idea of starting another fight for a while. However, Jia Ming was different. As soon as he got up, he immediately rushed towards Lu Jianchuan on the ground.
Before the martial arts star in the school could catch his breath, one hand was suddenly grabbed by Jiaming. He knew that it was too dangerous at this time, so he struggled with all his strength. Then, more than ten people followed closely.
People also came nearby.
"What are you doing……"
"Let him go..."
The first two people reached out to drag Jia Ming away, but were kicked away by Lingjing and Shasha the next moment. Immediately, a heart-rending scream resounded through the square, and everyone felt a terrible sense of horror in their hearts.
After a seemingly ridiculous fight for the palm, Lu Jianchuan's right index finger was directly broken by Jiaming.
After hearing this scream, Lingjing and Shasha were also a little frightened. A few days ago in the martial arts gym, Father Ye accidentally talked about some practical skills. If you can do it, finger cracking is definitely a very practical thing.
But according to Father Ye, this method requires sharp eyesight and quick hands, and is very effective when striking first. Who knows that Jia Ming not only applies what he has learned at this time, but also draws inferences from one example and simply waits until the other person has no ability to resist and grabs the enemy's fingers and breaks them off.
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"You gangsters, who else wants to come over?"
The fight for the fingers just now seemed to be fierce. At this time, Jia Ming squatted there, breathing heavily, but he had already clenched Lu Jianchuan's right middle finger in his hand, shaking it in front of everyone. This man's index finger had been broken into
From a strange angle, I used to pretend to be a tough guy in school, but now my face was full of tears, I couldn't even speak, and I was holding my poor right arm with my left hand tremblingly.
When the scene reached this point, some of the dozen or so people couldn't stand it any longer. Several girls' faces had turned livid, and most of the onlookers had some unbearable expressions on their faces. One of the boys who seemed to be taking the lead said: "No, no."
It's chaos, everyone has to study in school, there is no need to make a big fuss over a small matter, this classmate."
"Little thing? Who caused this little thing?" Jia Ming looked at him and asked.
"I'm sorry. I admit it. It's our fault. We just saw that the two female classmates were beautiful and wanted to attract their attention. I'm really sorry."
Hearing what he said, Lingjing and Shasha felt a little embarrassed. Jiaming put down Lu Jianchuan's hand, hummed softly, turned around and left. Naturally, the two girls didn't want to stay here longer and be watched like monkeys. The three of them
She walked back, picked up the small goose-yellow writing desk, and headed home. After getting out of the pointing crowd, Lingjing said: "I just saw Sister Yahan's car, parked next to the square.
, Sister Yahan is in the car."
"It's so shameful that you didn't come out to help even though you were there," Jiaming said.
"However, Jiaming, you were very powerful just now. Although your action of grabbing someone's fingers and breaking them off was a bit clumsy. But if you hadn't rushed up, I would have been kicked."
"I'm so awesome, is there any reward?"
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
"Oh, Shasha wants it again..."
The three of them were chattering, accompanied by laughter like silver bells that sounded from time to time, and disappeared into the afterglow of the setting sun. On one side of the square, in the not expensive car, Yahan was talking to a person in the back seat.
The middle-aged man expressed his doubts.
"Mr. Chen, why didn't you let me down just now? If such a conflict occurs between students, the teacher has the responsibility to intervene."
"Haha, isn't it okay now? I just think that kid... is very interesting. Has he ever practiced martial arts?"
"Martial arts..." Yahan was shocked, wondering if this old man had seen something? She said, "Are you talking about the one who broke his fingers? His name is Gu Jiaming, he has practiced it, and he is still my junior brother.
, but it was just an ordinary martial arts gym that taught some simple boxing techniques. He was the stupidest among the students. His boxing skills were quite satisfactory, but he just didn’t know how to use them. Occasionally, he would just fight when he was forced to compete with others.
He can run away, does Mr. Chen think he is very powerful?"
When she asked this question, she couldn't help but feel uneasy. The middle-aged man named Chen Guxia in the rearview mirror was said to be a domestic martial arts master and the kind of person who really understands qigong. Will Jia Ming be betrayed?
What did he see? Before Chen Guxia could say anything, a woman next to him interrupted: "I don't think so. It seems like he just had better luck. He was very stupid in his moves."
"No, it's not luck." Chen Guxia shook his head, "He was very accurate in his two moves and grasped the situation quite accurately. If he always thinks about escaping, then I think we can think that he is the kind of person who is helpless.
A person who can emit great energy when escaping. He has very good qualifications, but he usually does not dare to use them. If he can overcome the inner obstacles, he will definitely have great achievements. Well, this time in this school
There are martial arts classes in the school, I can try teaching him..."
Hearing what he said, Yahan felt relieved, and the car drove smoothly to the Sacred Heart Academy. Jiaming, who did not have the ability to predict the future, naturally would not know that a certain "martial arts master" had already started to recruit him as a disciple.
Thoughts. After returning home, there was only one thing he could take care of for a while, and that was to satisfy the needs of his two young wives.
"Well, let me tell you... why are you so excited today? It's not even night yet..."
"Because, uh... Jiaming, you were so awesome just now, ah..."
"Because Shasha and I found a good husband..."
After closing the doors and windows, the young husband hugged the two satisfied wives on the big bed, looking slightly distressed.
"Although I'm very happy when you say this, I haven't eaten yet... I'm so hungry..."
"Ah...but we haven't gone shopping yet, it's already getting late..."
"I was so excited on the way back just now..."
"Forget it." The little husband sighed, "Let's eat noodles."
"Then...who will go down to cook?" Someone asked as they lay there lazily, and then the three of them looked at me and I looked at you. In fact, this kind of scene happened not once or twice. The three monks had no water to drink.
Life after marriage is so decadent. However, just like every time before, in the end, it was the little man who had just fought one against two who got up from the bed with a sigh. He had no choice but to go to the kitchen to prepare a simple dinner.
, listening to the laughter of the two little girls, I felt a faint sense of warmth in my heart.