Abyss Express

A spring rain fell on the streets and alleys of the southern district of Hung Hom.

It makes the grass seeds poke out from the crevices of the coastal sidewalk, and the morning dew brings rain on Ah Xing's back——

——He was running for morning exercises, circling the courtyard again and again.

Every time I ran a lap, I threw a stone in front of the hall door, playing the game of hopscotch, and finished hopping single and single, double and single, without stepping on the line or making a wrong step, and immediately looked like a happy dog ​​running wildly , run to the next lap.

In the fighting arena, Xue Ming and Xiao Qi had just finished their ninth round.

Xueming's physical strength bottomed out, and Xiao Qi had just finished warming up——

——The stamina gap between the two is huge.

Fist marks could be seen on Bai Qingqing's arms, which reflected the terrifying penetration through the thick gloves.

Jiang Xueming's right eye was so swollen that he couldn't see anything. It was the wound caused by Bai Qingqing's fierce hook and swing combination punches, trying to weaken the employer's vision and judgment.

In the tenth round, they decided the winner.

Xue Ming's physical strength was exhausted, and in the continuous high-intensity confrontation, he was the first to throw out the towel and surrender.

If the fight continues like this, it is estimated that I will not be able to hold chopsticks at lunch.

After finishing the morning exercise, Xue Ming took Bai Qingqing's arm and massaged the girl with medicine.

The same is true for Bai Qingqing, holding Xue Ming's face and spraying anti-swelling medicine. Taking advantage of Xue Ming's inattention, he kissed his forehead again, and tasted the sour and salty sweat, as well as the dry crystallized salt on his hair.

Xueming rubbed Brother Seven's hair, as if taking care of his daughter: "Go take a bath, I'll ask Ah Xing to have dinner together."

Xiao Qi grinned and ran to the shower room: "That's cool!"

If you want to ask Xue Ming why he doesn't practice with Ah Xing?

The reason is simple, the weight gap between the two is too big, Xue Ming is no match for Ah Xing at all.

In a narrow arena, whether it is a boxing ring with a rope ring or an octagonal cage for unlimited fighting, in that cramped and cramped space, Xue Ming can't beat Ah Xing at all, and has no chance of winning.

In the fight with Ah Xing——

——Xue Ming got the best results by scoring points and playing the whole game standing up. In a 12-round match, he got 96 effective strikes. Ah Xing scored 133 effective hits.

In that boxing match, Xue Ming was completely dazed when he climbed down the ring.

Facing Ah Xing's wingspan of nearly two meters, these two arms are like a big net. On the ring, when Ah Xing just opens his arms, it is difficult for Xue Ming 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, what Xue Ming had to face was a super heavyweight blow with a boxing strength of more than 900 pounds.

Any punch of A Xing can make Xue Ming's defensive posture collapse, and directly send him to the dead end of the group arena.

But Xue Ming's attack, under Ah Xing's generous arms that can block his entire face, seemed to be painless.

This is why, in a fight with only two hands, Xue Ming can never beat Ah Xing. This is the difference between height and muscle mass, and the difference between body fat and armor. It is the gap between boxing strength as an offensive weapon.

At this moment, when Xue Ming walked into the courtyard, he saw Meteor running back to the gate panting.

Meteor asked excitedly: "Brother Ming! How's it going?!"

Jiang Xueming: "If you lose, you can't beat her."

Meteor was surprised: "Huh? Brother Qi is so powerful?"

Jiang Xueming: "She's not clean in the ring, I'm no match."

"Isn't it clean?" Meteor was full of curiosity, braked to a halt, and was about to high-five Jiang Xueming again, "Did you do your morning exercise?!"

Jiang Xueming: "It's done!"

The two suddenly clapped their hands together, spilling their sweat into the rain.

Meteor got back to business: "Brother Ming, just now you said that my sister-in-law was dirty in the ring? What do you mean?"

Xue Ming pursed his lips, neither angry nor happy, because he didn't care too much about neither joy nor sorrow.

"She likes to step on my feet when she is attacking, forcing my front hand into a backhand fight. If I don't avoid it, she can immediately get into my wingspan-come to her advantage distance."

Meteor opened his mouth wide: "How despicable! The sister-in-law who punches like this is going to be bought by others is too wicked."

Xueming went on to say: "I got used to her attack and wanted to control the rhythm, so I started to use casual footwork to mobilize her steps—she even sent her feet to my feet."

"Fuck!" Meteor scolded: "I have never used this trick on you!"

Xue Ming's eyes changed: "You always wanted to use this trick?"

Meteor is very frank: "Yes! You use Sanshou Sanda steps to control the rhythm in the boxing ring. In fact, I am very uncomfortable. The opportunity to attack will always be on your side."

Xue Ming: "Go ahead and say, I'll make tea for you, drink it when you're thirsty."

Meteor followed Brother Ming into the door, wiped himself with a towel, shook off the dew from his hair, and said: "Brother Ming, your body balance is very good, and you are very flexible when you want to stop or start, especially in Bajiao. In the arena of the cage, your side kick really hurts too much, I can't bear it——

——In addition to the pace of sanshou and the rhythm of switching between front and back, when to fight, where to fight, whether it is high position boxing or low position guessing, it is up to you. I went to hug you, and immediately a shoulder and elbow hit my chest fiercely. If I don't knock you down in one breath and subdue you with my weight and joint skills, it will be difficult for me to win. It's the same in the boxing ring, I can't be led by your nose all the time. "

Xue Ming poured Meteor a pot of hot tea: "Yes, but you have to think about it, only the weak will find the enemy's weakness to win."

Meteor smiled and hugged the teacup: "Hey, if you put your foot on the front foot of your frame, you can change your course of travel. I will definitely do it. This is much more practical than opening your arms to stop you! Hahahaha! Sister-in-law really Great! I learned it!"

"Don't learn all day long, learn some crooked ways. Tsk." Xue Ming smacked his lips, a little impatiently: "If I tell you, her fists are not only dirty?"

Meteor: "Oh! Is there anything more exciting?"

Xue Ming: "I forced her to the corner of the pillar, trying to block her. When I was about to attack, she would kiss me directly when she came to hug me."

Meteor: "Despicable!"

Xue Ming: "At the end of the bout when I'm not strong enough, he will try to hook my heels, directly turning a boxing match into a wrestling match."

Meteor: "Dirty!"

Xue Ming: "After the fall, she still hugged me. I struggled to get up, and definitely consumed more energy than her. It really bothered me."

Meteor: "Shameless!"

"But it's very useful. I can't beat her. There is no referee in this match, and there is no circumstantial evidence." Xue Ming shrugged, and went back to the room to take a shower after saying this.

As soon as Brother Ming left, Bai Qingqing changed into loose pajamas and ran back from the greenhouse.

She pretended to be mysterious and approached Meteor: "I won! I won!"

Meteor pouted with displeasure on his face: "Yeah"

Bai Qingqing: "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat! Here are the photos!"

Meteor then turned on the phone and sent all the photos secretly taken of Brother Ming to Bai Qingqing.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee." Xiao Qi grinned and let out the laughter of the elder of the Soul Palace: "You have a good camera technique! You don't have a single death angle."

Meteor patted his chest: "Of course! My mommy taught me it herself! It's hard for a man who says he can't take pictures to find a girlfriend!"

After having fun, Xiao Qi started to talk about business.

"Hey, you said my employer, what do you plan to do when you come back this time?"

"I don't know, Brother Ming never mentioned it to me."

"Now that he has money, it is said that men become bad when they have money. He won't do the same?"

"Which aspect do you say is bad? I don't understand."

"Just go out and spend money or something"

"That's definitely not the case. Brother Ming is very good at spending money, but he will never spend it indiscriminately."

"How much money did the BOSS call him? How much cash in total?"

"I asked him. He has about 13 million yuan on hand now, and has already used up more than 6 million yuan."

"Ah?" Xiao Qi's expression changed drastically: "Where did it go? So much money!"

Bu Liuxing pinched his fingers and counted: "Inviting martial arts masters from other places to come here requires travel expenses, treats for guests, and teaching boxing lessons. He paid off the tuition fees of the coach and several teachers, and there is nothing left behind." Anyone."

Xiao Qi was surprised: "It wouldn't cost more than six million yuan in four months, right? What else?"

Bu Liuxing went on to say: "According to our location, the rent of the house in the compound, the salaries of a few aunts, food, water and electricity, etc., even my mother received a small red envelope for teaching dancing, and went to get the mountain. The carnations picked from the garden, the bouquets made by Brother Ming himself, he is very clear about this aspect."

"He didn't even send me flowers!" Xiaoqi bit the lunch bag as if biting a handkerchief, so jealous that she deformed.

Meteor went on to say: "He didn't give me anything, but sister-in-law, didn't he entrust you with the stick? Maybe he entrusted himself to us."

"That's right." Xiaoqi immediately calmed down, took out a nunchuck and made a steel mace, and got some olive oil in the refrigerator for maintenance.

Meteor went on to say: "There are 6 million miles, and there are 2 million cash, which are directly sent to the charity foundation."

Xiao Qi frowned immediately: "Isn't that money in vain? You didn't stop him?"

Meteor went on to say: "Brother Ming said that he hoped that there would be fewer children like him and Bai Lu, so he donated money to the foundation. It sounded right to me, so I donated together with him."

Xiao Qi clutched his forehead, feeling that the two brothers really didn't have any common sense in this regard.

As an international port, HK has many charitable foundations of unknown origin. They are actually commercial organizations for wealthy businessmen to avoid taxes, and have nothing to do with charity.

So Qi Ge asked: "Have you donated all the money?"

Meteor smiled and said: "Of course not! My mother stopped me, and Mommy took Bai Lu to do this matter this morning. She told us that if she really wanted to donate money, why not just throw it on the police station table—it would be more efficient than that." It’s much faster to go to some mysterious foundation. She knows a lot of people, and she can guarantee that our thoughts will be passed on to the children in the disaster area, or directly turned into clothes and food for poor families.”

"Auntie Ayumi is reliable!" Xiaoqi then asked, "When will they come back?"

At this time, Xue Ming had already taken a shower, changed into clean clothes, and changed back to her home attire, "They come back for lunch at noon. Shall we call the teachers together?"

"Oh! I'm going to contact Brother Wenlan!" Bu Liuxing hastily made a video call to Coach Zhou.

It will be connected soon--

——Three little friends huddled together at the table, preparing to wish the fitness coach an early year.

As soon as the screen turned on, I saw a healthy and hot sister, covering her hair with one hand, and rushing to the hall with a vacuum cleaner in the other.

The sister said hello.

"Wait a minute! You wait a moment! I'll talk about it after I clean up the house!"

This scene is very weird——

— On the floor were skin flakes and hair, and puddles of sticky liquid.

I also saw this sister wearing the sports vest and shorts of Coach Wenlan, and her hygiene posture was very clumsy, as if she was

Xiaoqi: "Is she taming her limbs?"

Meteor was also embarrassed to say hello, thinking in his heart, could it be Brother Wen Lan's girlfriend.

Jiang Xueming looked more carefully——

——He can recognize the subcutaneous connective tissue of the human body from the dander, as well as the soft cortex of some facial features. He has seen these things not long ago. In the Mimir Hot Spring Market, the dead skin sac on the rotten dragon also has this kind texture.

But Jiang Xueming never imagined that this clumsy elder sister was Zhou Wenlan herself.

Xueming sighed: "It's so strange."

Waiting for Zhou Wenlan to pinch her nose and say "fuck".

The stench in the house was overwhelming, and the cortex and fat, as well as the complex liquid containing various pheromones were all cleaned up one by one.

Wen Lan just returned to the phone, facing 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 told you are outrageous and bizarre. Don't be afraid."

Meteor nodded immediately: "I won't be afraid! Did brother Wenlan do something to offend you? Sister! This floor looks like a murder scene! Do you want to surrender?"

Xiao Qi lightly patted Meteor on the head: "It's not that outrageous, if it's what you said, this sister would never answer the phone."

Jiang Xueming: "If you have anything to say, I'll talk about it later, so cover your chest first."

Wen Lan looked down, quickly covered the round mouth of her sports underwear, her expression became flustered again, and she went to the toilet to find a towel to cover it.

"I'm Zhou Wenlan."

Jiang Xueming: "???"

Bu Meteor: "???"

Xiao Qi didn't know Coach Zhou, and had never heard of this name.

She was sandwiched between the two brothers, and she only thought that this elder sister was quite handsome, and there should be many younger sisters who liked it.

Wen Lan tapped the screen of the phone with the back of her finger, and kept explaining, shouting in a shrill voice.

"I'm Zhou Wenlan, two little ones! I'm your big brother coach!"

on the other side--

——In a certain residential building in the New Territories.

Sister Wenwen just woke up, and the spring break made her schedule more and more outrageous, and she got 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 a warm love.

She thought to herself, it must be her husband's conscience found out that he still felt sorry for his wife last night, so he started to clean up in the morning, that's great

But after turning over, Sister Wenwen went to say hello, half asleep and half awake.

"Honey! What are you doing?"

No one responded to her—

——It’s just that the noise of the vacuum cleaner is getting louder and more manic and panicked.

Sister Wenwen took off her pajama pants, wanting to show her husband her beautiful legs, squinting and yawning all the way to the living room.

She thought to herself that she couldn't drag her husband last night, he fell asleep on the floor, and 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 dazedly grabbed the familiar figure in the living room, pulled it over and kissed it.

result--

——Wenwen saw a very strange woman.

It was very, very strange, a stranger who had never met once in this life.

It was the neighbors who had entered and exited the corridors thousands of times, and had greeted each door in the entire community, or the strange women who had never been seen in the supermarkets within the community.

This woman is familiar with each other and kisses Wenwen.

Kissing skills are the same as that of Old Liu, but there is also a kind of panic in the eyes.

Wenwen's hairs stood on end in fright, but she was too surprised to say a word.

She pushed the big girl away——

——Gripping the big girl's shoulders with both hands, he opened his eyes and took a good look.

He is about 175 centimeters tall, a little fat, with a round face and big eyes, and looks innocent and helpless.

Wearing old Liu's shirt and trousers, with a saddle-shaped nose, thick lips, fleshy ears, and slightly curly hair that falls on the chin, she looks like a sexy and fleshy sister who has just turned 27 or 20 and has never done 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 answer came out of his throat: "I am your husband!"

Wenwen was shocked and angry, and she didn't know which string was wrong in her mind.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Are you crazy! Are you my husband? Then when is our wedding anniversary?"

Cold sweat immediately broke out on Liu Baoquan's face.

"Can't tell, right!" Sister Wenwen was angry at first, and then became extremely frightened: "He really just can't tell why."

The demeanor of this fat girl is exactly the same as that of her husband.

The micro-expression of breaking out in cold sweat, and the posture of raising his hands to hug his wife, and his body language and eyes to comfort his wife are exactly the same.

Wenwen's eyes shone brightly: "My God."

Liu Baoquan: "Although it's hard to say exactly what's going on, it's the truth."

Wenwen stretched out her hands to pinch the flesh on the fat girl's face, patting and pouting: "Oh my God!"

Lao Liu felt very uncomfortable, and shrank back following the pain on his face.

Wenwen looked and touched the fat girl's flesh, especially a few key parts.

"Oh my God"

Lao Liu quickly explained: "I'm sorry, my wife, I really don't know what happened to me. I may lose 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, and he became extremely frightened.

What Sister Wenwen brought out was called Roman Emperor.

"Honey! You know I've been waiting for this day! How long have I been waiting!"

——Good boy, don't search.

Looking out the window, the spring rain is still falling.

It drenches the moss on the bricks at the corner of the alley, and the ivy is full of vigor and vitality.

It landed on the signboard of Hong Kong Island Records, hit the canopy and turned into a fine mist, and then floated to the front hall of Feihong Martial Arts Hall next door——

——During the spring break, many students returned to the martial arts gym, taking advantage of the short vacation before the end of the year, to come back and seek advice from Teacher Zongzhu.

From the dojo, there was the rustle of fighting clothes and trousers when fists and feet were slapping and beating.

There was another cry.

"The char siew hits the street and the hair is HIGH!"

A young and energetic blond sister stood in the center of the dojo, with six students already lying down beside her.

She is Li Zongzhu——

——To be more specific, it should be Li Zongzhu who has just finished cleaning, washed and changed her clothes. Her anger value is at its peak. According to KOF, she is the sister Zongzhu who can release three unique skills.

She has a somewhat European appearance, with a high nose bridge and three-dimensional facial features. She has champagne-blond hair and brown eyes. She is of mixed race. She is nearly 1.85 meters tall, seven centimeters taller than the original male body. Judging from her appearance Is about twenty-six or seven years old.

She and the students continued to explain: "Pu Jie! I am really your master! Not a teacher! Not a teacher!"

Several male students were yelling on the floor, all with happy smiles on their faces.

"how can that be possible!"

"You are really good at fighting, but our master is even better at it!"

"Sister! Where did you come from? Why are you pretending to be a man?"

"Teacher Li has black hair! Not blonde!"

Li Zongzhu almost went crazy: "My grandfather is British! Is it normal to have blond hair?! Who knew it would become like this!"

Immediately afterwards, another apprentice, Zheng'er Bajing, stood up——

"—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."

Li Zongzhu went up with a set of leg skills, kicking left and then whipping right, and the attack range increased by more than a foot when he grew taller. When this stinky big apprentice had bright red marks on the insteps on his face, the female apprentice on the side immediately Eyes blooming.

"Master! You are my dear master!"

"We don't want Teacher Zongzhu anymore! Come and teach us!"

"Damn!" Li Zongzhu cursed, and he didn't like to get angry, he just felt uncomfortable all over his body, and the Taoist uniform didn't fit very well.

She immediately knelt down and asked the female apprentice for advice.

"Hey! Welcome Spring!"

The girl who was called out tensed up and immediately stood up.

"And you! Pingmei!"

Another little girl who seemed to have a weak temperament became energetic, and it seemed that Teacher Zongzhu summoned them in the same way on weekdays.

Li Zongzhu hunched over with a displeased expression on his face. She leaned over to the two little girls and asked them to send their ears.

Immediately afterwards, the blond elder sister whispered in the girl's ear.

"I feel that the corset of the Taoist suit is so tight here! The buttocks are also tight."

The girls looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a while, they actually laughed out loud.

Li Zongzhu went on to say: "Wow! It's really uncomfortable. Did you see that volley kick just now? I felt that the torso took off and landed with two water bags. My creaky skin almost pulled away! Did you Solution? Help me! Please, please! Help me! Please die!"

The older Yingchun whispered.

"Master who wants to wear sports underwear."

The younger Pingmei woke up immediately.

"Are you really Teacher Zongzhu?"

Li Zongzhu scratched his head, and suddenly the bandage on his hair came loose again.

The long hair is like a golden waterfall, setting off the amorous eyebrows and big eyes and hot lips.

Zong Zhu kept muttering: "It's broken! It's really bad! Things have gone bad!"

One girl reached out to hug and touch her, wanting to measure the master's figure, and the other girl opened the APP to place an order for the master's sports underwear.

They both nodded vigorously——

"--very good! Really good! Things are going well!"