A spring rain fell on the streets of Hung Hom South District.
It allowed grass seeds to poke their heads out from the cracks in the coastal sidewalk, and the morning dew and rain fell on Ah Xing's back——
——He was running for morning exercise, going around and around the compound.
Every time I ran around, I threw a stone in front of the hall door and played the game of hopscotch. After jumping single, double, single, double, even, I didn't step on the line or wrong step. I immediately looked like a happy dog running crazy.
, run to the next circle.
In the fighting ring, Xueming and Xiaoqi had just finished the ninth round.
Xueming's physical strength has bottomed out, and Xiao Qi has just finished warming up——
——There is a huge gap in endurance between the two.
Fist marks could be seen on Bai Qingqing's arms, showing the terrifying penetration through the thick gloves.
Jiang Xueming's right eye was so swollen that he couldn't see anything. It was a wound caused by Bai Qingqing's fierce combination of hooks and punches, trying to weaken his employer's vision judgment.
In the tenth round, they decided the winner.
Xueming's physical strength was exhausted, and during the continuous high-intensity confrontation, he was the first to throw out the towel and surrender.
If I keep fighting like this, I probably won’t even be able to hold up chopsticks during lunch.
After doing morning exercises, Xueming held Bai Qingqing's arms and applied medicine to massage the girl.
Bai Qingqing did the same, holding Xueming's face and spraying anti-swelling medicine. When Xueming was not paying attention, she kissed her forehead again, and she could taste the sour and salty sweat, as well as the dried and crystallized salt on her hair.
Xueming ruffled Brother Qi's hair, as if taking care of his daughter: "Go take a bath, and I'll call Ah Xing to have dinner with you."
Xiao Qi ran to the shower room with a smile: "That's great!"
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If you want to ask Xueming why he doesn’t ask Ah Xing to be his sparring partner?
The reason is very simple. The weight gap between the two is too big, and Xueming is no match for Asing.
In a narrow arena, whether it is a boxing boxing ring with ropes or a boxing ring, or an octagonal cage with unlimited fighting, in that cramped and cramped space, Xueming cannot beat Ah Xing at all, and has no chance of winning.
In the fighting match with Azing——
——Xue Ming’s best result was scoring points and standing for the entire game. In a twelve-round game, he scored ninety-six effective strikes. Ah Xing scored one hundred and thirty
Three effective strikes.
During that boxing match, Xueming was completely confused when she climbed down from the ring.
Facing Ah Xing's arm span of nearly two meters, these two arms are like a big net. On the ring, if Ah Xing just opens his arms, it will be difficult for Xueming to escape from Ah Xing's attack range.
The two have the same boxing frame, similar fighting experience, and similar technical and tactical levels. The rest is a competition of judgment and endurance.
With different weights and heights, Xueming needs to face heavyweight blows with boxing power exceeding 900 pounds.
Any punch from Ah Xing can cause Xueming's defensive posture to collapse, sending him directly to the death gate in the ring competition.
But Xueming's attack didn't seem painful or itchy under Ah Xing's arms, which were so generous that they could cover his entire face.
This is the reason why Xueming can never beat Ah Xing in a fighting match that only relies on his hands. This is the difference between height and muscle mass, the difference between body fat as armor and boxing strength as an offensive weapon.
difference.
At this moment, Xueming walked into the courtyard and saw Meteor running back to the gate out of breath.
Meteor asked excitedly: "Brother Ming! How is it?!"
Jiang Xueming: "If I lose, I can't beat her."
Meteor was surprised: "Ah? Brother Qi is so powerful?"
Jiang Xueming: "She is dirty in the ring. I am not her opponent."
"Is it dirty?" Meteor was suddenly filled with curiosity, stopped and stopped, and wanted to high-five Jiang Xueming again, "Have you done your morning exercise?!"
Jiang Xueming: "It's done!"
The two suddenly clapped their hands and shook hands, sweat pouring into the rain.
Meteor got back to business: "Brother Ming, just now you said that your sister-in-law was dirty in the ring? What do you mean?"
Xueming pursed her lips, showing neither anger nor happiness. She was neither happy nor sad and didn't really care.
"When she attacks, she likes to step on my feet and force my front hand into a backhand stance. If I don't get out of the way, she can immediately get into my wingspan - her advantageous distance."
Liuxing opened his mouth wide: "How despicable! If you box like this, you will be bribed... My sister-in-law is too wicked."
Xueming continued: "I adapted to her attack and wanted to control the rhythm, so I started to use Sanshou footwork to adjust her pace - she would also specially send her feet to my feet."
"Fuck!" Meteor cursed, "I've never done this to you!"
Xueming's eyes changed: "Have you always wanted to use this trick?"
Meteor was very honest: "Yes! You use Sanshou steps to control the rhythm in the boxing ring. In fact, I feel very uncomfortable. The opportunity to attack is always on your side..."
Xueming: "Go on, I'll make tea for you and drink it when you're thirsty."
Meteor followed Brother Ming into the door, wiped himself with a towel, shaken the water from his hair like a joy, and said: "Brother Ming, your body balance is very good, you are very flexible when you want to stop or start, especially in the Bajiao
In the ring of the cage, that side kick of yours really hurts so much, I can’t stand it——
——In addition, the pace of Sanshou and the rhythm of switching between forward and reverse stances, when to hit, where to hit, whether to box from a high position or guess from a low position, it is all up to you. I went to hug you, and I immediately felt fierce.
The sharp shoulder and elbow hit my chest. If I don't knock you down in one breath and use my weight and joint skills to subdue you, it will be difficult for me to win. It's the same in the boxing ring. I can't always be led by your nose.
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Xueming poured a pot of hot tea for Meteor: "Yes, but if you think about it, only the weak will look for the enemy's weaknesses to win."
Meteor smiled and hugged the tea cup: "Hey, if I put my foot on the front foot of your driving, I can change your traveling route. I will definitely do it. This is much more practical than opening my arms to stop you! Hahahaha! Sister-in-law is really
Awesome! I learned it!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I have been busy all day long and learned some crooked ways... Tsk..." Xueming smacked her lips, a little impatient: "If I tell you, she
Are there more dirty places in Quanfeng than this?"
Meteor: "Oh! Is there anything more exciting?"
Xueming: "When I pushed her to the corner of the pillar, trying to block her and prepare to attack, she would kiss me directly when she came to hug me."
Meteor: "Despicable!"
Xueming: "At the end of the round when I'm not strong enough, I'll try to hook my heels, turning the boxing match into a wrestling match."
Meteor: "Dirty!"
Xueming: "After the fall, she still held me still. I struggled to get up, which definitely consumed more energy than her. It really bothered me..."
Meteor: "Shameless!"
"But it works...I can't beat her, and there is no referee or evidence in this match." Xueming shrugged, and after saying this, he went back to the room to take a shower.
As soon as Brother Ming left, Bai Qingqing changed into loose pajamas and ran back from the other side of the greenhouse.
She pretended to be mysterious and approached Meteor: "I won! I won!"
Meteor pouted, his face full of displeasure: "Well..."
Bai Qingqing: "I'm willing to admit defeat! Here are the photos!"
Liuxing then turned on his phone and sent all the secretly taken photos of Brother Ming to Bai Qingqing.
"Hehehehehehe..." Xiao Qi grinned and let out the laughter of the Soul Palace Elder: "Your photography skills are very good! There is not even a single angle of death."
Meteor patted his chest: "Of course! My mommy taught me this! It's hard for a man who can't take photos to find a girlfriend!"
After having fun, Xiao Qi got down to business.
"Hey, what do you think my employer is planning to do when he comes back this time?"
"I don't know, Brother Ming never mentioned it to me."
"He is rich now. They say men become bad when they have money... He won't be the same, right?"
"What kind of bad thing are you talking about? I don't understand."
"Just going out and spending money randomly..."
"That's definitely not the case. Brother Ming is very good at spending money, but he will never spend it randomly."
"How much did BOSS pay him? How much was the total cash?"
"I asked him. He currently has more than 13 million yuan on hand, and he has already spent more than 6 million yuan."
"Ah?" Xiao Qi's face changed drastically: "Where did the money go? There is so much money!"
Bu Liuxing counted on his fingers: "Inviting martial arts masters from other places to come here requires travel expenses, favors, meals, and boxing lessons. He has paid off the tuition fees of the coach and several teachers, and has not fallen behind.
Anyone."
Xiao Qi was surprised: "It won't be more than six million in four months, right? What else?"
Bu Liuxing continued: "According to our location, the rent of the house, the wages of several aunts, food, water, electricity, etc., etc., etc., even my mother received a small red envelope for teaching dancing, and she also went to get a mountain
The carnations picked from the garden and the bouquets made by Brother Ming himself, he is very clear about this."
"He didn't even send me flowers!" Xiaoqi bit her toast like she was biting into a dinner bag, she was so jealous that she was deformed.
Meteor then said: "He didn't give me anything, but sister-in-law, didn't he entrust the stick to you? Maybe he entrusted himself to us."
"That's right..." Xiao Qi immediately stopped feeling sad. He took out his nunchaku and made a mace, and went to the refrigerator to get some olive oil for maintenance.
Meteor continued: "Of the six million, there are two million in cash, which will be sent directly to the charity foundation."
Xiao Qi immediately frowned: "Isn't that money wasted? Didn't you stop him?"
Liuxing continued: "Brother Ming said that he hoped there would be fewer children like him and Bai Lu, so he donated money to the foundation. This sounded right to me, so I donated with him..."
Xiao Qi covered her forehead, feeling that the two brothers really didn't have any common sense in this area.
As an international port, HK has many charitable foundations with unknown origins. They are actually commercial organizations used by wealthy businessmen to avoid taxes and have nothing to do with charity.
So Seventh Brother asked: "Has all the money been donated?"
Meteor smiled and said: "Of course not! My mom stopped us. Mommy took Bai Lu to do this thing this morning. She told us that if we really wanted to donate money, it would be better to just throw it on the police station table - it would be more efficient.
It would be much faster to go to some mysterious foundation. She knows a lot of people and can ensure that our thoughts will be passed on to the children in the disaster area, or directly become clothes, food and drink for poor families."
"Aunt Bumi is reliable!" Xiao Qi then asked: "When will they come back?"
At this time, Xueming had already finished taking a shower, changed into clean clothes, and returned to home attire. "They will come back for lunch at noon. Can we invite the teachers to join us?"
"Oh! I'll contact Brother Wenlan!" Bu Liuxing quickly made a video call to Coach Zhou.
He was quickly connected——
——Three friends crowded at the table, preparing to wish the fitness coach a happy birthday.
As soon as the screen came on, I saw a healthy and hot sister, covering her hair with one hand and holding a vacuum cleaner in the other, rushing towards the hall.
The sister greeted.
"Wait a minute! You guys wait a minute! I'll finish cleaning up the house later!"
This scene is very strange——
——The floor was covered with dander and hair, as well as puddles of sticky liquid.
I also saw this sister wearing Coach Wen Lan’s sports vest and shorts, and her posture when doing hygiene was very awkward, as if she was...
Xiaoqi: "Is she taming her limbs?"
Meteor was too embarrassed to say hello, wondering if she might be Brother Wenlan's girlfriend.
Jiang Xueming looked more carefully——
——He can recognize the subcutaneous connective tissue of the human body from the skin flakes, as well as the soft fleshy cortex of some facial features. He has seen these things not long ago. In the Mimir Hot Spring Market, the dead skin sacs on the rotten dragon also have this kind of
texture.
But Jiang Xueming would never have imagined that this clumsy sister was Zhou Wenlan himself.
Xueming sighed: "It's so weird..."
When Zhou Wenlan pinched his nose, he said "fuck" one by one.
The house smelled so bad that the cortex, fat, and complex liquid containing various pheromones were all cleaned up one by one.
Wen Lan returned to the phone and turned to the camera——
——He should be called her at this time.
Wen Lan said to the two students in the camera in a serious manner.
"The things I'm telling you are very outrageous and bizarre...Don't be afraid..."
Meteor nodded immediately: "I won't be afraid! Did Brother Wenlan do something to make you sorry? Sister! This floor looks like a murder scene! Do you want to surrender?"
Xiao Qi patted Meteor's head gently: "It's not that outrageous. If it's true what you said, this sister will never answer the phone."
Jiang Xueming: "If you have anything to say later, please cover your chest first."
Wen Lan looked down and quickly covered the round mouth of her sports bra. Her expression became panicked again, and she went to the toilet to find a towel to cover it.
"I am Zhou Wenlan."
Jiang Xueming: "???"
Bu Liuxing: "???"
Xiao Qi doesn’t know Coach Zhou and has never heard of this name.
She was sandwiched between the two brothers. She just thought that this sister was quite handsome and that many little sisters should like her.
Wen Lan tapped the screen of his phone with the back of his fingers, kept explaining, and shouted in a high-pitched voice.
"I am Zhou Wenlan, two little darlings! I am your big coach!"
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on the other side--
——In a certain residential building in the New Territories.
Sister Wenwen has just woken up. The spring break has made her schedule more and more outrageous, and she wakes up later and later.
As soon as she got up, she heard the sound of the vacuum cleaner, and her heart suddenly tightened, which turned into warm love.
She thought to herself that her husband's conscience must have discovered that he still felt sorry for his wife last night, so he started doing hygiene when he got up in the morning. How nice...
But after turning over, Sister Wenwen went to say hello half asleep.
"Honey! What are you doing?"
No one responded to her——
——It’s just that the noise of the vacuum cleaner is getting louder and louder, and it’s getting more and more frantic.
Sister Wenwen took off her pajamas and wanted to show her beautiful legs to her husband. She squinted and yawned all the way to the living room.
She thought to herself that she couldn't hold her husband back last night and that he fell asleep on the floor. She didn't know if he had caught a cold, so she took a cup of hot water and rinsed her mouth, preparing to give her husband a warm good morning kiss.
She vaguely grabbed the familiar figure in the living room, pulled him over and kissed him on the lips.
result--
——Wenwen saw a very strange woman.
It's a very, very strange person, a person I've never seen before in my life.
Whether it is a neighbor who has been greeted by every door in the entire community after entering and exiting the corridor more than ten times, or a strange woman whom I have never seen in the supermarket within the community.
This woman is familiar with the world and kissed Wenwen.
His kissing skills were the same as those of Lao Liu, but there was also a kind of panic in his eyes.
Wenwen's hair stood up in fear, but she was too surprised to say a word.
She pushed this big girl away——
——Grabbing this big girl’s shoulders with both hands, he opened his eyes and took a good look.
He is about 175 centimeters tall, a bit fat, with a round face, big eyes, and an innocent and helpless look.
Wearing Lao Liu's shirt and trousers, she has a saddle-shaped nose, thick lips, fleshy ears, and slightly curly hair that falls on her chin. She looks like a sexy and fleshy girl who has just reached her twenties and has never had any body management.
Wenwen immediately asked: "Who the hell are you? I'm going to call the police!"
Liu Baoquan's eyes were full of innocence, and a soft response emerged from his throat: "I am your husband!"
Wenwen was shocked and angry, and she didn't know what the wrong chord was in her mind.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Are you crazy! You are my husband? So when is our wedding anniversary?"
Cold sweat broke out on Liu Baoquan's face immediately.
"You can't tell, right!" Sister Wenwen was angry at first, and then became extremely frightened: "He... really just... can't tell... how could he..."
The look of this fat girl is exactly the same as that of her husband.
The micro-expression of breaking into a cold sweat, the gesture of raising his hands to hug his wife, and the gesture of comforting his wife, his body language and eyes are exactly the same.
Wenwen's eyes sparkled: "Oh my god..."
Liu Baoquan: "Although it is difficult to explain clearly what is going on...but this is the fact...I..."
Wenwen stretched out her hand to pinch the fat girl's face, patting and pouting: "Oh my God!"
Lao Liu felt very uncomfortable and retreated back with the pain on his face.
Wenwen looked at and touched the fat girl's flesh, especially the key parts.
"Oh my God..."
Lao Liu quickly explained: "I'm sorry, wife... I really don't know what happened to me. I may have lost my job. Can we sit down and have a good talk?"
Wenwen immediately ran back to the bedroom and took out a strange object.
"Is there such a good thing?!"
Old Liu's eyes changed, becoming extremely frightened.
The thing Sister Wenwen took out was called Roman Emperor.
"Husband! Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day!"
——Good boy, don’t search.
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Looking out the window, the spring rain is still falling.
It wetted the moss on the green bricks in the corner of the alley, and the ivy looked full of vitality.
It fell on the signboard of Hong Kong Island, hit the awning and turned into fine mist, and then floated to the front hall of Feihong Martial Arts School next door——
——During the spring break, many students returned to the martial arts gym, taking advantage of the short vacation before the New Year, to come back and seek advice from Teacher Zongzhu.
From the dojo, the sound of fighting clothes and pants could be heard as fists and feet were struck and struck.
There were also shouts and curses.
"The barbecued pork hits the street and the hair is in your mouth HIGH!"
A blond sister who looked young and energetic stood in the center of the dojo, with six students already lying beside her.
She is Li Zongzhu——
——To be specific, it should be Li Zongzhu who has just finished cleaning, washed and changed clothes. Her anger level is at its peak. According to KOF, she is Sister Zongzhu who can release three qi stunts.
She has a somewhat European appearance, with a high nose and three-dimensional facial features. Her hair is champagne blond, but her eyes are brown. She is of mixed race. Her height is nearly 1.85 meters, which is seven centimeters taller than the original male body. Judging from her appearance,
He is around twenty-six or seven years old.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She and the students kept explaining: "Pushing! I am really your master! Not the master's wife! nor the senior sister!"
Several male students were yelling on the floor, all with cheerful smiles on their faces.
"how can that be possible!"
"You are indeed very good at fighting, but our master is even better at fighting!"
"Sister! Where are you from? Why are you pretending to be a man?"
"Teacher Li has black hair! Not blond hair!"
Li Zongzhu almost went crazy: "My grandpa is British! Is it normal to have blond hair?! Who knew it would turn out like this!"
Then another disciple stood up seriously——
"——I don't allow you to insult the master. No matter who you are, if you use the master's tricks, I will not recognize you as a fellow disciple."
Li Zongzhu used a set of kick skills when he went up. He kicked his left leg and then whipped his right leg. As he got taller, his attack range became more than a foot larger. When the big stinky disciple had bright red instep marks on his face, the female disciple beside him immediately
Eyes full of flowers.
"Master! You are my personal master!"
"We don't want Teacher Zongzhu anymore! Come and teach us!"
"Damn it!" Li Zongzhu cursed, but it was difficult to get angry. He just felt uncomfortable all over his body, and his Taoist uniform did not fit him very well.
She immediately knelt down and asked her female apprentice for advice.
"Hey! Welcome to the Spring Festival!"
The girl whose name was called tensed up and stood up immediately.
"And you! Pingmei!"
Another little girl who looked weak in temperament became energetic, as if Teacher Zongzhu summoned them like this on weekdays.
Li Zongzhu was hunched over, with a look of displeasure on his face. She approached the two little girls and asked them to bring their ears.
Then the blond elder sister whispered softly in the girl's ear.
"I feel like the Tao uniform bra is so tight here! The butt area is also..."
The girls looked at each other and for a moment actually laughed out loud.
Li Zongzhu continued: "Wow! It's really uncomfortable. Did you see that volley kick just now? I felt like my torso took off with two water bags and landed again. My skin was almost pulled apart! Is there any
The solution? Help! Please, please, please! Help me! I’m hanging on for dear life!”
The older Yingchun whispered.
"I want to wear a sports bra...Master."
The younger Pingmei immediately woke up.
"Are you really Teacher Zongzhu?"
Li Zongzhu scratched his head, and suddenly the tie on his hair was loosened again.
Her long hair is like a golden waterfall, framing her passionate eyebrows, big eyes and hot lips.
Zongzhu kept muttering: "It's bad! It's really bad! Things have gone bad!"
One girl reached out to hug and touch her, wanting to measure her figure. Another girl took the initiative to open the APP and place an order for her sports bra.