School flower's personal dragon

Compare your strength!

Looking at Li Tianhu's provocative and even contemptuous eyes, Yang Dagen was not angry at all.

To be honest, during those years when he was domineering around the world, he was always underestimated, but those who underestimated him paid a heavy price.

"What kind of comparison?"

Yang Dagen asked with a half-smile.

Li Tianhu's pupils shrank, and he caught a glimpse of the construction site outside the alley, and there were a few Lasha's rear eight-wheel heavy dump trucks parked, with a load of at least [-] tons and going up.

Then, he walked over without saying a word.

"You guys get in the car, I'll drive over." Yang Dagen said something, Zheng Jun naturally jumped into the car expectantly, wondering how the big guy would compare with Brother Yang.

"Hey."

Li Gouzeng shook his head and sighed speechlessly, this bastard is really disobedient, he clearly knows what skills he has, but insists on competing with Boss Yang.

As if, in his eyes, although Yang Dagen has practiced Sanda and his skills are very vigorous, he can never be his younger brother's opponent, especially in terms of strength, Li Tianhu can beat those three-meter-high black blind men with one punch. Die, with Boss Yang's stature, would he be an opponent?

The Audi Q5 came outside along the alley. Li Tianhu had been waiting beside a rear eight-wheel sand truck. Through the car window, he could vaguely see two tired drivers sleeping on the main and co-pilot inside.

"Hold the car with one hand, but don't disturb the people inside." Li Tianhu pointed to the large sand cart weighing more than 30 tons, and said to Yang Dagen.

Nodding, Yang Dagen chuckled, "It is said that the sand is pulled from a small village hundreds of miles away. Their drivers leave early and return late, which is not easy. Of course, they can't disturb their rest."

Li Tianhu also nodded, he is a straightforward person, and he could see that Yang Dagen was also a cheerful person, so he stopped talking and walked to the back of the sand truck.

What is he going to do?

Both Li Gousheng and Zheng Jun stared wide-eyed, looking at Li Tianhu puzzled, probably only Yang Dagen knew what was going on, and laughed without saying a word.

Stretching out his hand, he placed it in the sand-filled trunk, and after measuring it, Li Tianhu parted his legs, exerted himself suddenly, and let out a low cry.

Hey!

Together with one hand, they actually grabbed the large sand truck with a load of more than 30 tons. Holding the edge of the carriage, he lifted it steadily over his head.

"what!!!"

Zheng Jun opened his mouth wide, sucked in a mouthful of cold air, and was dumbfounded!He suddenly thought of a word, the overlord lifting the tripod is as spectacular as Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu who lifted a thousand catties with one hand.

But then he froze again.

Oh my god, did I encounter a monster?This big sand truck weighs more than 30 tons, more than 3 kilograms, that is more than 6 catties!

Lifting [-] catties with one hand is like playing, is this fucking human?It is estimated that if the overlord of Chu knew about it secretly, he would feel ashamed of himself.

On the other hand, Li Gousheng knew that his younger brother was powerful, so he grinned out of nowhere, and said embarrassedly: "My younger brother likes to show off, Boss Yang, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

While he was talking, Li Tianhu was shaking slightly while holding the hand of the big sand cart, his face turned red like a monkey's butt, so he had to put it down slowly.

The driver in the car was snoring like thunder, as if he didn't notice it at all.

"Raise your head above your head and hold on for six seconds. You are worthy of being born with supernatural power." Yang Dagen walked over with a smile, speaking lightly, and pretending to be calm on his face. In fact, his heart was already overwhelmed.

What a pervert!

With his physical body alone, he could lift a weight of more than [-] jin. Yang Dagen met only one such person in the whole world, including the polar bear mercenary organization in Tsarist Russia.

Nicotine Caesar.On the battlefield, this guy lifts a forty-ton field tank with one hand like a toy.Like Li Tianhu, it all depends on innate divine power.

If it were Yang Dagen, relying on physical strength alone, he would be completely incomparable with Li Tianhu, and if he lifted [-] jin, he would break through the sky.

Of course, each person has his or her own strengths. He is a genius with extremely high comprehension in internal cultivation, and his cultivation speed is astonishing. In the words of his master, if it wasn't for this, he would have been killed by the cold poison of the Taiyin in his body long ago.

"It's my turn."

Yang Dagen walked up to Li Tianhu, the latter nodded, and stepped aside questioningly, he didn't believe that Yang Dagen could lift it up.

Not only him, including Li Gousheng and Zheng Jun, no one believed that Yang Dagen could lift it up. Look at his body, it is incomparable with Li Tianhu's little tank.

drink!

With a heavy drink, Yang Dagen exerted force with his five fingers, and his internal energy rushed to the top. Under the shocked eyes of Li Tianhu and others, he also grabbed the big sand cart without haste.

"one."

"two."

"..."

After being shocked, Li Tianhu began to count silently in his heart. You must know that he persisted for a full six seconds after raising his head. As long as Yang Dagen couldn't do it, he would lose.

However, Yang Dagen was still standing there straight and loose while counting silently to ten. Li Tianhu didn't notice that the former's arm holding the big sand cart was rapidly flowing a layer of white air.

"I am convinced. You are better than me!"

Li Tianhu shook his head and smiled wryly, looking straight at Yang Dagen, but he didn't feel the slightest regret, instead, he seemed to have changed his mind after World War I.

All along, no one can beat his strength, this is also the loneliness of being in a high place, now someone can defeat him, then he will not be lonely from now on.

Go ahead!

Li Gousheng and Zheng Jun also rushed over, the little ones were jumping wildly, very happy, thinking that with these two little perverts here, wouldn't Chunjiang City go sideways in the future?

"Brother Yang, this Huzi brother is released from prison, should we clean him up? Why don't we go to the food stall to eat grilled fish?" Zheng Jun yelled at the side, but in fact, this guy followed Yang Dagen all night , My stomach growled with hunger.

Yang Dagen said: "How about food stalls, if you want to go, you can go to the most high-end hotels, Feitian Moutai, you can choose the tiger."

Li Tianhu shook his head, "I'm not used to the food there, so I went to the food stall. The place is lively, and I enjoy the food. By the way, take some back to honor my mother."

Li Gouzeng laughed and scolded, "You boy, you still know that my mother misses you, hahaha, but you are not allowed to drink too much, at most two catties of white wine, no more."

As everyone knows, Li Gousheng's words stunned Yang Dagen and Zheng Jun. I'll fuck it up and drink two catties of white wine, that's not too much.

Although Yang Dagen once drank seven or eight catties of strong vodka, he used his internal energy to force the alcohol out while drinking it.

After being stunned for a while, everyone laughed out loud, very happy.

"You're so sick, why are you smirking in the middle of the night and keeping people from sleeping!"

At this moment, the driver, who was awakened by the laughter, poked his head out and cursed at Yang Dagen and the others. Li Tianhu frowned, and looked like he was about to wring that guy off and start beating him up. Fortunately, Yang Dagen reached out his hand in time to stop him. The driver smiled, "I'm so sorry, my brothers can't stop being happy, brother, sleep slowly, we're leaving now."

The driver didn't say anything, turned his head and went back to sleep.

Afterwards, Yang Dagen drove the car, took Brother Li Gouxeng and Zheng Jun to a food stall in the urban area, ate and drank a lot, and didn't return until two o'clock in the morning.