The Last Mecha

Chapter 103
"good."

Wu Gou got off the stage, and saw Jiang Mulin silently lip-syncing to himself from a distance. He smiled slightly, and nodded in such a small way that no one would notice.

He took a shower and didn't leave in a hurry, but sat on the stand made of wooden benches. Among the two teenagers in the ring, one was his friend.

Liu Shuying's fists and feet are windy, and his eyes are full of vigor. Since his qi broke through 5, his progress these days has been very rapid, but it's a pity that he can't compare with a monster like Wu Gou. The two are almost the same now.

The improvement of qi can also bring about the deepening of martial arts attainments. Looking at his fists and feet now, they are much more condensed than what Wu Gou saw in the martial arts hall before.

His opponent came from a family with an officer background. Although he was good at military boxing, the boxing method aimed at quick learning, compared with the martial arts that have been passed down for hundreds of years, was still a little bit less spiritual in terms of fighting style.

Some people say that soldiers rolling down the battlefield fight with martial artists who have been training hard for many years, and life and death are unpredictable. This is indeed true.Because I have seen thousands of soldiers dying and flying flesh and blood, and there is no blood in the bones of ordinary people.

To be able to return safely from that kind of scene, even the fledglings without wings have turned into eagles. In terms of killing people, they will have their own understanding to some extent.

But obviously, the youngest son of a military family who has never fought a war is not included in this list.

The opponent held Liu Shuying's fierce fist for a full 2 ​​minutes, his face was flushed from holding back, his body was bruised and swollen and mottled.

He gritted his teeth, held his breath in his chest, and suddenly exerted force with his feet. He slammed into Liu Shuying like a bull. His arrogance was comparable to the desperate charge of remnant soldiers and cavalry, and he seemed quite brave.

Then he was thrown to the ground by Liu Shuying's sharp side-spin kick, with a big bun like a steamed bun knocked out of his head.

End.

"Not bad, but if you were more ruthless, I'm afraid it would have ended long ago."

Wu Gou stood up with a smile, and lightly high-fived Liu Shuying, who was dripping with sweat.

"I thought that most of them are famous people. It's not good to beat too hard. Who knew that kid was so resistant to beating."

Liu Shuying sucked her tongue and glanced across the ring. The little officer stared at him, but he didn't care.

"I think that if you don't keep your hands, it will make people suffer less, and in the end he can't stand it. It's really offensive to look at it with one hand. After all, it's not a street fight. This evaluation, I'm afraid even outsiders The door has no chance."

Wu Gou said indifferently, his eyes, like Liu Shuying's, fell on the man in the distance.

Liu Shuying shook her sweat-soaked shirt, and pursed her mouth, "Forget it, it's none of my business, I don't want to do so much. In this way, the three of us have advanced today."

"That's right, this guy Duan Changgong really won with a single hand of Wang Baquan. The two moves you taught him are quite beautiful."

"Hey, he heard that after entering the outer sect, he will be provided with food and lodging, and his monthly salary is quite a lot, so he can practice hard. Moreover, the rehearsals that Jiang Mulin personally arranges are not random—by the way, are you free at night?"

Seeing that everything is going well today, Liu Shuying will pull on Wu Gou and Duan Changbow no matter what, and go to the first floor of Jiangsong to have a good meal in the evening to celebrate.

However, Wu Gou politely refused.

He didn't want to go to see Jiang Mulin in the middle of the night smelling of alcohol, and he had to practice the qi door he had just mastered, plus the daily qi training, time would never be too much for him.

"I know you don't like the ostentation on the top floor." Liu Shuying stretched out her hand, scratching her forehead with her thick knuckles, "Let's go to the first floor, there is a Kanto barbecue master I specially invited, and I will order a small drink, half an hour, It won't take much time to be free and easy."

Wu Gou rolled his eyes. Can barbecue and wine be more important to him than physical exercise and Jiang Mulin's promise?
Of course it can't.

But who knows that before he left the gate of the Guoshu Museum, a cardboard shell turned out from nowhere and landed in Wu Gou's palm miraculously. When he opened it, he saw a sentence written on it with a water pen, The sharp font is quite strong.

"Take a day off tonight, I have something to do."

Wu Gou was silent for a while, and he was fighting in his heart to pair barbecue with wine. He was a very self-controlled person.

Besides, the weather is not so good today.

Under the gloomy sky, a breeze blew, and the small sound beat on the branches and leaves of the trees. In a blink of an eye, Jiangsong entered the rainy season in June, and the sky was full of silver threads connecting the sky and the earth.

In the evening, on the first floor of Jiangsong, the drizzle poured down on the lanterns, splashing crimson light spots, and the air was filled with the smell of damp mud. Shoe prints molded from ground mud.

This is not a good weather for entertaining guests. The sound of wind chimes outside the window knocks into the sound of rain one after another, and there are few deserted ones.

The popular dining halls on the first and second floors were barely half full, and the sound of workers' bills crisscrossing overwhelmed the rain.

It's just that in the corner of this floor, there is an open space, white smoke and bursts of charcoal fire smell from the half-person-high iron shelf, the master in the white hat is holding bunches of fresh meat, and the pepper and salt are under his left hand. It fell like snowflakes.

"Go! Eat whatever you want, order whatever you want, I will reserve this stove."

Liu Shuying wiped the froth from the corner of her mouth, and laughed heartily.

Duan Changgong was at the side, grinning his teeth from a bunch of freshly roasted kidneys, but he was reluctant to spit it out, his face, which could not bear the strength of alcohol, was slightly red.

Wu Gou put down his wine glass, and then bit down the beef that was still steaming on the bamboo stick, and the smell of fat poured into his nostrils.

Fragrant.

It is also important to relax your mind once in a while.

As Wu Gou thought about it, he recalled for no reason the first time he was here, and all his calculations were all for the resources at Liu Shuying's hand. Although the meal was expensive, it was not really enjoyable.

Speaking of which, the girl who plays the pipa is quite cute.

His eyes wandered, looking at the misty oily smoke being blown out of the window by the wind.

This ray of fresh oil and gas is wrapped on the balcony of the private room on the third floor, and the wall-covered lanterns sway left and right in the wind and rain.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that there was no table of guests on the top floor tonight.

Nan Zhiyun sat by the window and pulled on the railing, his bare feet that took off his shoes slipped out from the gap, swaying up and down, feeling the coolness flying all over the sky.

She looked up at the gray sky, and the lively lights downstairs slipped in from the corner of her vision, dyeing the world she saw into black and red.

The bright red mouth opened and closed up and down, making a sound in a daze.

"Fatty Pork, Scallion, Ginger and Red Couplet"

"Big rice dumpling with banners and firecrackers."

Another voice came from behind her, and the girl turned her head to see a young man dressed as a clerk, about 20 years old, with sweat and dust on a gray vest, and a black rag on his shoulders.

The moment she saw him, a subconscious smile appeared on the girl's face.

"A thousand."

　I made a group, and to join, I need to hold a Bible and swear that I am not here to remind people.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)