Rebirth in the college entrance examination: making a fortune with rough man

Everyone could only hear the sound of punches hitting the flesh, and felt bone pain and toothache.

Chai Lin's complexion was gloomy, and he had no chance of fighting back. He backed away again and again, deeply shocked.

Sang Dazhuang's voice continued, becoming more and more severe: "Continue, don't stop, speed up, stabilize the lower body for me, alternate fists with both hands, hurry up..."

Mr. Mo frowned: "Is this kid too strict? That's your good little granddaughter, Sang Niumo, Sang Tiedan, you two don't feel bad."

Old Man Sang said, "Do you know who my grandson's master is?"

"Who?" Mr. Mo really didn't know.

Old Man Sang narrowed his eyes and said: "There are thousands of poisonous snakes and beasts in the mountains. If they are not fast enough, ruthless enough, or stable enough, they will die. He taught the two children. If he is not strict with them, they will die. The distress at this time is worth a few cents."

Mr. Mo is silent, the members of Lao Sang's family still belong to Lao Sang's family, they are ruthless enough, they are ruthless to themselves.

"Ahhh..." Sang Ye was already beating mad, like a mad lion cub, constantly punching, Chai Lin could only defend, feeling like his bones were about to break.

"Bang..." Sang Ye suddenly threw a punch, which landed on Chai Lin's arms crossed in front of his chest to resist. The shock made his arms numb, and he backed up again and again, falling down the ring, ending the fight.

Chai Lin stood under the stage with his hands hanging by his side, trembling slightly, it was really painful.

On Bing Cube's face, there was a touch of enthusiasm, a rare and carefree fight.

Sang Ye's shoulder-length short hair was already wet with sweat, sticking to her face, her teeth and lips were still scarlet, her eyes were frighteningly bright, she raised her arms and laughed wildly: "Who else?"

The small appearance is arrogant and unruly, but also full of evil charms, looks like a little villain.

Everyone swallowed their saliva in unison, the little girl refreshed their three views, and the members of Lao Sang's family made them realize a new height.

In the crowd, I don't know who it is, and shouted: "Okay."

Immediately afterwards, thunderous applause continued, and shouts resounded throughout the martial field, arousing the enthusiasm of many spectators.

Sang Ye proudly puffed out her small chest, croaking.

Mr. Sang nodded his head in satisfaction, yes, yes, he is from the old Sang's family, and he can't go wrong.

"Old Motou, comfort and comfort Boy Chai, it's not ashamed to lose to my Sang family."

Mr. Mo is also convinced, but he just can't understand Mr. Sang's embarrassment.

"Don't worry, Boy Chai doesn't want to have sex with a little girl, don't be too thick-skinned."

Mr. Sang snorted, with a look on his face that you are just jealous of me.

The members of the Lan family next to him finally believed Mr. Lan's words. They thought they were incapable of fighting Chailin, and even forced him out of the ring.

Meng Tianshou's old face was a little gloomy, and the matter of taking action against the Sang family had to be postponed for a while.

Meng Wenchao was full of dissatisfaction: "It's just grandstanding."

Meng Tianshou squinted him: "Beware of arrogance and impetuosity, it's up to you, go up and perform well."

Meng Wenchao put away his anger and nodded in response: "Understood, Grandpa."

Meng Wenchang next to him has been very silent, as if he doesn't care about anything, as if he doesn't care much about anything.

Meng Wenchang is the eldest son of Meng Shidong, the third son of Meng Tianshou, 21.

She looks more like her mother, with a square face, without the fierce look that the Meng family is used to, but looks a bit naive.

Because he doesn't look like the Meng family and has a very dull temper, Meng Tianshou doesn't like it very much.

In terms of ability, it is comparable to Meng Wenchao.

Hearing the conversation between Meng Wenchao and Meng Tianshou, he remained silent, but sneered in his heart.

If you think highly of yourself, you don't know what to say.

Seeing that Sang Ye was still on the ring, Sang Dazhuang glared at her: "It took 10 minutes to get down, how proud are you, trash."

Mulberry leaf's arrogance suddenly disappeared.

Walked off the stage with his mouth curled up.

Mulberry took out the ointment: "Stupid, come here."

Mulberry leaves bared their teeth, really annoying.

Walking over obediently, she winked at Lan Tianqin: "Lao Lan, is Miss Ye Zi really strong?"

Lan Tianqin's heart ached to death: "Amazing, Sister Yezi is the most powerful."

Sang Ye came to an end immediately: "My little brother is still sensible and can talk, unlike some people."

Some people are so big that they can't see it.

Some people apply medicine to mulberry leaves indifferently.

With Sang Ye's fighting style, one punch after another, head-to-head hitting, after countless punches, not only Chai Lin was hurt, but Sang Ye's hand also suffered.

The back of the fist was red and swollen, and it looked horrible.

In other places, Chai Lin also caused a lot of redness and swelling, and after a while, it would turn into a lot of bruises.

In Mulberry's view, head-to-head is the most stupid way to play.

Injuring one thousand enemies and eight hundred self-inflicted injuries is hopelessly stupid.

Glancing at Lan Tianqin: "Don't imitate her, just being stupid is enough." His medicine is very expensive, and he can still eat meat if he sells it for money.

Lan Tianqin helped the mulberry leaves apply the medicine, smiling awkwardly.It's hard to say that Mulberry Ye's play is stupid, and it's hard to refute Mulberry's not stupidity.

On the top, Meng Wenchao has already stood up and challenged Lan Tianqin by name.

Old Man Lan frowned slightly.

Meng Wenchao has been in the army for several years. Apart from his age, Lan Tianqin is much better than Lan Tianqin in terms of combat experience, skill, and scheming.

This battle must be lost.I just hope that the Meng family will not go too far.

Sang Ye poked Lan Tianqin: "Reject?"

Lan Tianqin shook his head: "The Lan family will not retreat without a fight."

Sang Ye patted Lan Tianqin on the shoulder: "Good job, don't worry, if you lose, let my brother avenge you."

Lan Tianqin nodded.

Mulberry said: "Beware of his tricks."

"I see."

Sang Dazhuang whispered: "That man's left waist is weak, no matter whether he attacks on his left waist, he can not lose too badly."

Lan Tianqin's eyes brightened: "Thank you, Uncle Sang."

The young man gained confidence and stepped onto the stage slowly.

Mulberry stuffed the medicine into Mulberry Ye: "Give it to Uncle Chai, stay by Mom's side, Mom's heart hurts because of you, let's see how you end up."

Sang Ye glanced at the smiling Yu Zhi, feeling a little guilty.

Putting on the medicine, he jumped and ran to Chailin's side, and gave him the medicine.

Chai Lin's arms were swollen no less than mulberry leaves, or even worse.Sang Ye's fists landed on his arms, and the bones were not cracked. It was because Chai Lin's ability was in place, and Sang Ye was also exerting force under his hands, otherwise Chai Lin's hands would really be useless.

Chai Lin didn't refuse either, looking at the mulberry leaves where the medicine was applied, it seemed that the symptoms were much relieved, and the medicine must be good: "Thank you."

Sang Ye grinned: "Uncle Chai, let's continue next time."

"Okay." Chai Lin was also looking forward to it. Sang Ye's ability surprised him and made him even more excited.

The people from Lao Sang's family are really powerful.

After giving the medicine, Mulberry leaves is tired of being a good girl by Yuzhi's side.

Yu Zhi touched Sang Ye's sweaty little face with distress and amused, and wiped her sweat and blood with a wet towel.

"Drink saliva, rinse your mouth, and show your hands to mom."

Sang Ye obeyed obediently: "It doesn't hurt, but it's fun. Everyone praises me. I'm better than those big men."

Yuzhi didn't take away the little girl's comforting words, and nodded her forehead: "Yes, our leaves are the most powerful. Sit down and rest for a while, your clothes are wet, so don't catch a cold." Turning to Wang Xinfeng again: " Mom, give Ye Zi some pastries, you should be hungry."

Wang Xinfeng stared at Mulberry Ye, who looked like a silly girl: "The little bastard is hungry, she can be hungry if she beats so hard." With disgust in his mouth, his hands didn't stop, and he took a lunch box containing pastries to Sang Ye.

Sang Ye was so happy that she couldn't see her teeth: "Thank you mom, thank you grandma."

Old man Sang was a little greedy: "My good great-grandson, bring some for my great-grandfather."

As soon as the paw stretched forward, Wang Xinfeng patted it: "Eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat, and you can eat whatever you want."

The old man clutched the back of his hand, so aggrieved that he didn't dare to say anything.

Mr. Mo laughed and scolded him that he deserved it.

Old man Sang was so angry that he didn't dare to yell at his daughter-in-law, but he didn't feel pressured to yell at old man Mo: "Get out."

Mr. Mo sneered: "You bastard."

Seeing how the two old men would feel uncomfortable if they didn't quarrel for a while, Yu Zhi felt very helpless.

He took out another lunch box, which also contained snacks, and handed it to the old man: "Grandpa, you and Grandpa Mo are both puffing their stomachs. It's almost noon, and there shouldn't be a break in the middle."

"Dad, are you hungry? Let's have some food together?"

Mr. Sang hurriedly took the lunch box in his hands, for fear that Wang Xinfeng would snatch it back.

The two old men started fighting for food as you came and I went.

Papa Sang shook his head: "No, Dad is not hungry, you and your mother will eat, and I will ask Serious to go to the cafeteria for dinner later, and you can also taste the food in our cafeteria."

"Okay," Yu Zhi replied, and then asked Sang Ye to deliver some snacks to Mr. Lan.

The old man Lan was very happy, and he held the mulberry leaf and talked for a long time.

Mr. Mo looked at the baggage of Lao Sang's family, and was amazed: "Look, besides your Lao Sang's family, who brings big and small bags? Really treat this as a spring outing?"

Yuzhi was a little embarrassed, she was embarrassed to say that these things were all prepared for her by the old lady.

"Eating can bring you closer. It's rare to participate in such a gathering. Everyone is not familiar with each other to avoid embarrassment. So I brought some more food. Grandpa Mo, would you like another one?"

Wang Xinfeng put away the burden at once: "Anyone who can't keep his mouth shut no matter what he eats, no matter how much he eats, it's a waste."

Mr. Mo raised a smile and froze on his face. He couldn't get angry at Wang Xinfeng, so he could only stare at Mr. Sang: "Useless little bastard, look what kind of wife you found, be stingy!" , you deserve to be tightly controlled, and you will never make it to the top of your life."

Father Sang narrowed his eyes at Mr. Mo: "You keep spitting out what you just ate, and then dislike my wife, otherwise these words will sound like a white-eyed wolf to you, old man."

Mr. Mo was so angry, he turned his head and slapped Mo Xunli: "You useless little bastard, everyone knows that the whole family is working hard to deal with your father."

"It's good for you, you are like a gourd with a sawed mouth, you don't say a word, watching your father being bullied, you are an unfilial son, what use is there for you."

Feeling very innocent, Mo Xunli rubbed the back of his head and bared his teeth. He is sixty years old. Father, in public, can't you show him some face?
Old man Sang laughed happily: "Old man, why make things difficult for the younger generation, if you are jealous of me, just tell me, and I will not laugh at you."

"Bah, who is jealous of you old ruffian, shameless."

"Heh, be stubborn."

The two old men are coming and going, and they are fighting again.

Mo Xunli, who was slapped for no reason, smiled at Papa Sang.

Father Sang looked disgusted: "It's really useless. I am still beaten by my father when I am sixty. I am different. I only get scolded by my father."

Mo Xunli...

The disgust on Wang Xinfeng's face was even worse than that on Papa Sang's face, and it was Papa Sang.

More than 50 people are grandpas, and they are scolded by their fathers, so how can they be embarrassed.

Take out the lunch box: "Come on, Zhizhi, eat quickly, don't bother with those old things, there is nothing left over from eating, no matter how much you give them, it's a waste, you eat more."

Yuzhi smiled and said yes, feed the old lady a bite first, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, you take a bite, and I started to eat affectionately.

Everyone else is watching the game seriously, but Lao Sang's family is eating here seriously.

From time to time, the eyes that fell on Lao Sang's family seemed indescribable.

On the stage, Lan Tianqin and Meng Wenchao had already fought hundreds of moves.

From all aspects, Lan Tianqin will not be Meng Wenchao's opponent.

But unfortunately, Lan Tianqin persisted until now unexpectedly.

The young man has good skills. Although he does not have the strength of mulberry leaves and the speed of mulberries, he is very smart and knows how to use strength to unload strength.

Meng Wenchao's moves, like his men, are dark.

Zhaozhao is full of conspiracy, if you are not careful, you will be hit, with the ruthlessness of a deadly attack.

Lan Tianqin was beaten terribly by Meng Wenchao in the first dozen or so moves, and there were many blood spots. If it wasn't for his strong willpower, he would have thrown his head in the face and surrendered.

But after that, he figured out Meng Wenchao's habits, and he could predict his shots every time, use his strength to avoid them perfectly, and counterattack.

After he was no longer in a hurry, he would also take the initiative to attack, so he shot at Meng Wenchao's left waist.

Like Sang Ye's desperate style of play, as long as Meng Wenchao's attack is not fatal, he will ignore it and just stare at Meng Wenchao's left waist.

This style of play is even more stupid than Sang Ye's.

At least Sang Ye didn't let the attack fall on him.

This kind of Lan Tianqin is purely self-injury ten thousand and eight thousand enemy injuries.

After a hundred moves, Meng Wenchao's left waist had collapsed, and he had to lean his body to the right to relieve the pain.

An already ferocious face was distorted by anger, making it look very ferocious.

His eyes were red, wishing he could swallow Lan Tianqin alive.

And Lan Tianqin was not much better, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his body was also covered with large and small injuries. In many places, his skin was torn apart, and the corners of his eyes were even ruptured.

This competition really didn't please anyone.

Meng Wenchao, who originally wanted to crush Lan Tian and kick him off the stage, gritted his teeth in hatred. Not only did he hurt his waist, but he also lost face. His breath blocked him and he almost suffocated himself to death.

The murderous look suddenly appeared, and he was about to kill with a raised hand.

Old Man Lan's heart froze, and Sang Dazhuang shouted: "Come down."

Without any hesitation, Lan Tianqin turned around and jumped off the ring.

Meng Wenchao's attack failed, his eyes were bloodshot with anger, and his sinister gaze fell on Sang Dazhuang.

Damn the San family.

Sang Dazhuang stared back with his eyes like copper bells, the sense of oppression dropped suddenly, and Meng Wenchao's legs trembled under the pressure, and finally he walked off the ring unwillingly.

He won, but he was aggrieved by winning.

Mulberry treated Lan Tianqin's wound, her delicate face was tense, her thin lips were tightly pursed, making Lan Tianqin's heart thump.

Before, he was telling him not to be stupid like Sang Ye, but in the end, he was even more stupid than Sang Ye.

"Well, little man, in fact, I..."

Mulberry glanced at him faintly, Lan Tianqin silently closed his mouth, he felt guilty.

Mulberry lowered her eyes again and continued to apply the medicine. When she saw Mulberry Ye coming, she threw the medicine to Mulberry Ye and stepped onto the stage by herself.

According to the serial number, it's time for him to challenge someone.