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

Chapter 153 Chapter 153
The faces of the Meng family were too dark, and no one dared to laugh out loud, so they could only try to hold back.

Xu San's face was also a little dark. Although Sangsui didn't play tricks on him like he did to Meng Wenchang, it was not much better.

Having been on stage for so long, he has been led by the nose.

Meng Wenchang's fate seems to be due to his own contribution. Isn't this creating hatred for him?The Meng family will take revenge, whether he is intentional or not, he will be marked down, and looking back, he is the most innocent cannon fodder.

He frowned tightly and struck harder. He had to end the battle as soon as possible to restore some goodwill.

Mulberry, who had cleaned up Meng Wenchang, seemed to have the same plan. He stopped playing around like a monkey, and brought out the speed of chasing wild civet cats back then, shaking his figure so fast that only afterimages remained.

Every blow hit Xu San's body quickly, accurately, and hard, with light and light force, and it didn't hurt or itch.

Xu San didn't take it seriously at first, but as the number of times he was hit increased, the inconspicuous pain spread to his internal organs, and his limbs became more and more weak.

It was only later that I realized that the places where the mulberries hit were not randomly decided. Every place was designed and thought out. This young man is very scheming.

But Xu San discovered it too late. When the mulberry hit his left chest for the last time, Xu San felt his heart stagnate, his blood surged, his mind went blank for a moment, and his whole body went limp without warning, making him feel weak. Not half effort.

Mulberry calmly stopped: "You lost, Comrade Xu."

Xu San pursed his lips and remained silent. He did lose, and the loss was ugly, because he underestimated the enemy and was arrogant.

Mulberry looked at Meng Tianshou indifferently: "The kid was lucky enough to win, please don't blame the family members, Mr. Meng, they did their best."

Meng Wenchang gritted his teeth, his face sank like water, he will get back the face he lost today.

Meng Tianshou twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a sneer, "You really are young and promising."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Meng Tianshou snorted and stopped talking.

Sangshen walked down the ring calmly, and glanced at Sang Dazhuang as he passed by.

Sang Dazhuang looked disgusted: "Do you know that your speed is one-tenth of a second slower than before? Did you eat too much recently?"

Mulberry froze, pursed her lips, walked to Yuzhi, sat down silently, looked at the pastry his mother gave him, hesitated for a tenth of a second, and slowly began to eat.

It doesn't matter, a few pieces of pastry will be gone after a few more laps, and the speed will increase.

Perhaps it was Mulberry's temperament, which was too cold, and his reaction was too indifferent, so that he won. The atmosphere at the scene was low, everyone was silent, and their eyes moved with the young boy.

Until he walked off the ring and sat and ate, everyone was a little dazed.They seemed to be recalling whether he won or lost, and what happened just now, they didn't understand.

Compared with the enthusiastic shouts of mulberry leaves, the backing of mulberries looks very bleak.

Seriously rubbing his nose, he stepped onto the stage in embarrassment: "Well, come and help Comrade Xu down. Heroes come out of youth, and our little comrade Mulberry is young and promising. We won the first battle and the second, and won perfectly. Not bad, everyone applauds him and congratulates him what."

Only then did applause erupt, and everyone always felt that the atmosphere was not right, after all, the low air pressure over the Meng family was too obvious.

Mulberry didn't care at all, the old god stayed out of the matter, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Seriously baring his teeth, he decided not to snatch the host job from now on, he was embarrassed: "Well, the challenge continues, the next one, come, come, please name your challenge opponent."

The next one is the man under the hands of old man Sang, with a strong figure, dark skin, and a murderous look between his brows.

The legs are steady and the lower body is strong. He has good leg skills.

He simply stepped onto the stage and pointed at Sang Dazhuang: "Comrade Sang, let's practice and see if you have earned the reputation of our chief."

Sang Dazhuang strode onto the stage with a ferocious face on his face. His steps were unrecognizable to his relatives, and his aura was the only one. He was a bully.

The man who came to the stage first was not small in stature, but when Sang Dazhuang threw a stick to the side, he looked particularly petite, and lost a lot of momentum in an instant.

With disgust in his eyes, Sang Dazhuang glanced at the man: "You are not my opponent, and the rest, don't come one by one, let's go together, call it a day, I'm busy."

The complexion of the man on the stage immediately sank, and due to the occasion and status, he held back his silence.

Everyone in the audience was discussing, and the tone of Lao Sang's family was getting bigger and bigger.

The remaining dozens of contestants were all annoyed by these words.

One person said angrily: "There are so many of us beating you alone, it's useless to win. If you are really busy, just refuse."

Sang Dazhuang disdained to sneer: "You're such a dick, you still can't win by force, you win a fart, let's talk about it if you win. When I went up the mountain to hunt and eat meat, you were still fucking playing with piss What about the mud, challenge me, you are a ball."

"If I say you want to hit me, hit me. Don't talk nonsense. If you want to hit me, get out of here. You're like a bitch. If you don't hit me, get out of here."

The man blushed with anger, glared at Sang Dazhuang for a long time, and choked out two words: "Vulgar."

Sang Dazhuang rolled his big eyes, his disgust was beyond words.It's not a girl, and it's vulgar. I haven't seen anything more vulgar.

Mr. Mo smiled and said: "Little bastard is the same as you old ruffian when you were young. You talked rough and vulgar, but you just found a charming wife. Did the ancestor of your old Sang family do too many good things? You There are so many people in the house, and I don’t restrain myself, I scare the daughter-in-law away, let’s see where he cries.”

Old man Sang let out a yell: "You know what a fart, this is manliness, you old and weak chicken can't envy you."

Mr. Mo snorted, too lazy to argue with the ruffian.

The people in the audience didn't move for a long time, and Sang Dazhuang waited a little impatiently: "Everyone is a coward, why, I'm afraid of death, so many people don't dare to mess with me, what are you doing alive, you can urinate on each other and drown .”

Everyone has black faces.

"Okay, Comrade Sang uttered bold words, we can't really admit it, enlighten me." A man walked onto the ring with an angry face.

If there is one, there will be two, and then dozens of people stood on the ring at the same time, sided with the guy at the beginning, and opposed Sang Dazhuang.

The faces of the men were all as black as ink, and they were bound to teach Sang Dazhuang a painful lesson.

Sang Dazhuang moved his neck and looked around: "Is there any more? Don't wait for me to finish beating and pop up again. I don't have time to make silly gestures for you. If there are others, hurry up."

Sang Dazhuang's eagerness to clean up caused a lot of anger, and several people walked up in the crowd.

The ratio of one pair to fifty made the audience angry.

I want to see if the boastful Sang Dazhuang is overreaching, or if he really has the ability to fight ten against one.

Yuzhi also sweated for Sang Dazhuang, holding the hands of Mulberry and Sangye from left to right, and looked at the big black bear on the stage without blinking.

Mulberry and Mulberry Ye took a look at her hands, quite surprised, they didn't expect their weak and weak mothers to have so much strength that their little paws turned white.

Wang Xinfeng wasn't worried about her son at all. With that size, he could withstand the beatings of hundreds of people simply by being beaten, so there was nothing to worry about.

Mr. Sang and Mr. Sang are not worried either, they have great confidence in Sang Dazhuang.

Although they dislike Sang Dazhuang's appearance, they are still sure of Sang Dazhuang's ability.

Meng Tianshou looked at Sang Dazhuang with serious eyes, and rubbed his fingers unconsciously. The little beasts of the Sang family were more difficult to deal with one by one.

His eyes turned to the woman of the Sang family.

Yu Zhi seemed to notice something, raised her eyes to look over, nodded and said hello with a smile.

Meng Tianshou also nodded with a smile, the murderous aura in his heart was not revealed at all, and he looked away as if nothing had happened.

Yuzhi's smile gradually subsided, and she lowered her eyes to meet the glittering gaze of the mulberry and mulberry leaves.

Smiling and pinching the little faces of the brothers and sisters: "Look at what I am doing, look at your father, he just disliked you just now, you also look for his flaws."

The siblings turned their heads and looked towards the ring.

In the arena, Sang Dazhuang lacked interest, and the opponent was 50 people, with a solemn expression and a bad look on his face.

The fight was about to break out, and someone in the crowd made the move first, and Sang Dazhuang moved with a flash.

Seeing this, the rest of the people gathered around Sang Dazhuang as if they had made an agreement.

Sang Dazhuang curled his lips in disdain, spotted a person, kicked him out, and directly kicked him off the ring.

A man weighing more than 70 kilograms, under Sang Dazhuang's feet, floated off the stage as lightly as a fallen leaf, causing a burst of exclamation.

This kick really frightened many people. The seemingly united and powerful team of 50 people broke apart in an instant.

When people's minds are loose, it's easier to deal with it.

One person tried to sneak attack from behind, Sang Dazhuang slashed his neck with a knife in his backhand.

The man felt blood stagnation in an instant, and his heartbeat stopped for a moment. Before he could react, he was thrown off the ring by Sang Dazhuang, lying on the ground, in a state of bewilderment.

A few more people took advantage of Sang Dazhuang's move to attack. Sang Dazhuang grabbed the neck of the visitor with one hand, and kicked the other person away at the same time.

Seeing this, someone next to him hurriedly attacked Sang Dazhuang's only leg supporting his body, kicked it fiercely, and kicked Sang Dazhuang on the side of Sang Dazhuang's knee.

The person who was a little excited at first thinking that he could give Sang Dazhuang a blow, didn't expect that Sang Dazhuang didn't move at all when he kicked down, and even the other kicking leg seamlessly kicked towards him.

Terrified, he couldn't dodge in time, followed the person who was kicked down before, and fell off the ring.

One kick, coupled with a heavy fall, broke two ribs, his face turned pale from the pain, and he clutched his chest and gasped for breath.

The two people whose necks were pinched by Sang Dazhuang were not released. Because of suffocation, their faces were flushed and their eyes were bloodshot. Sang Dazhuang used them as weapons and threw them at the people who rushed over.

With several bangs, four or five people were thrown off the ring, and the two who were about to be crushed to death were also thrown down at the same time.

A group of people fell into a ball, took a few breaths, and passed out.

In less than 3 minutes, the team of 50 people dropped by a third.

The rest of the people had slightly better skills, but they didn't dare to rush up at will.

The crowd formed a circle, wary of Sang Dazhuang, exchanged glances, and tried to cooperate with each other.

Sang Dazhuang let out a cold snort, and quickly attacked one person without stopping, without giving anyone a chance to conspire.

Seeing that he was about to slap that person away, he stopped his hand suddenly, turned around temporarily, kicked his legs, and kicked the two people who were secretly poking behind him off the ring at the same time.

Thinking that the escaped man wanted to sneak attack, Sang Dazhuang suddenly turned his head around, slapped him with his hands, and slapped him out.

His palms as big as cattail fans slapped him, and it was no different from being slapped by a stone slab.

The man was stunned at the time, and fell down the stage in a daze, half of his face was swollen into a steamed bun, blue and purple, and he didn't know how hard he was.

After shaking a few times, I vomited and passed out, probably a concussion.

Not surprisingly, this person belonged to the Meng family, and those who were seriously injured were basically from the Meng family.

At the very beginning, Sang Dazhuang looked around, remembering clearly those who made petty moves with the Meng family.

There are also a small number of people who were seriously injured, who had malicious intentions towards him. No matter who they were, those who had malicious intentions had to be dealt with.

The audience swallowed their saliva silently, not daring to say that the Sang family was overconfident, self-righteous, and arrogant.

He has this ability, and his crisp and neat movements make people's blood boil.

The attack is ruthless and vicious, very much like Lao Sang's family.

The faces of the Meng family became more and more ugly, and the enmity with the Sang family was getting deeper and deeper. The Sang family was slapping them in the face again and again.

Mr. Mo was also shocked, and asked Mr. Sang, "Compared with this kid, who is better?"

Old Man Sang smiled and said: "In terms of well-behaved fighting, I was slightly better than this kid in my heyday. But in terms of fighting hard, I am no match, and neither is Sang Tiedan. It can be said that among the people I know, no one can beat this kid." enemy."

Mr. Mo took a deep breath and said nothing more.

The old man Lan was also excited in his heart. The ability of mulberry and mulberry leaves was enough to shock him. Unexpectedly, the father of the brothers and sisters was even more excited.

The Sang family is really a family loved by God.Some people are born with tyrannical strength.

Those who think this way are not only Mr. Lan, but most of the people sitting here think so.

The Sang family is a family loved by God.

Love it?Yuzhi doesn't think so.

No one has experienced what happened to Sang Dazhuang when he was a child, so they don't know how he has lived until now.

The accumulation of those blood and sweat has the ability of today, and it is not the kindness of God.

However, Yu Zhi was really excited when she saw the man on the stage killing all directions. For the first time, she felt that her man was really handsome.

Holding the hands of the mulberries and mulberry leaves, the hands of the brothers and sisters are getting tighter and more excited, and their eyes are full of sang big and strong lights.

The brothers and sisters looked at their hands, but didn't dare to say anything, and then looked at each other, but they were speechless. When they were fighting just now, their mother wasn't so excited.

Then he poked Wang Xinfeng.

Wang Xinfeng looked at Yuzhi ecstatically looking at Sang Dazhuang's appearance, feeling a little sour, and his daughter-in-law had never been so excited for her.

However, she was also happy that the young couple had a good relationship.

On the stage, there were only a few people left. Sang Dazhuang's bulky body shuttled nimbly, while resisting the attacks of several people, he quickly fought back.

The remaining few people are very strong, Sang Dazhuang can't win with one move, but victory is a matter of time.

Several people come and go, fighting fiercely, making people dazzled.

Yuzhi doesn't know martial arts, so he can't see who has a better chance of winning.It's just that you come and go, and the atmosphere is very tense.

(End of this chapter)