Godly Dragon Guard

"drink!"

Zhang Haitao gave a low yell, rushed to Shen Lang quickly, and swept the whip to Shen Lang's neck like thunder, mixed with "whooping" wind.

Shen Lang sneered at the corner of his mouth and stretched out his right hand.

Seeing that Shen Lang wanted to grab his leg again, Zhang Haitao couldn't help showing a sneer at the corner of his mouth, thinking that when this kid grabbed his leg, he would kick himself away.

When one of his legs was about to hit Shen Lang, Zhang Haitao thought to himself, this trick I used is not taekwondo, but authentic Tan legs. I hope that your boy will have a big life and don’t hang up later. .

"call!"

A strong wind struck, and Shen Lang's right gesture grabbed Zhang Haitao's right leg like lightning.

Zhang Haitao was shocked when he saw that he hadn't kicked Shen Lang with his foot. He hurriedly wanted to retract his foot, but when he tried hard, Zhang Haitao felt that Shen Lang's right hand was like a large iron clamp, fixing his leg.

Is this impossible?

Before Zhang Haitao had time to think more, he suddenly felt a huge force acting on his legs, and his body staggered to one side.

He thought he was thrown to the ground by Shen Lang at most, but after Shen Lang grabbed his right leg and fell to the ground, Zhang Haitao felt it was not the case.

I. Fuck, why am I flying? Feeling the whistling wind in his ears, Zhang Haitao was stunned.

Yes, he was flying.

Shen Lang grabbed Zhang Haitao's leg with his right hand and shook it up. He didn't directly squeeze Zhang Haitao into the air, but squeezed Zhang Haitao's body for several times.

The shocked jaws of the audience almost fell off.

Shen Lang was like a discus thrower at a sports meeting, treating Zhang Haitao as a human-shaped discus, spinning a few times in the air, and finally threw it out.

"what!!!"

Zhang Haitao was in the air, screaming like a pig, and experienced a handful of trapeze, but the whole person was scared to death.

Zhang Haitao drew a perfect arc in the air, flew straight for more than 30 meters, hit the ceiling of the Taekwondo Club Hall, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Boom!"

After a deafening muffled noise, Zhang Haitao lay on the ground, covered in blood stains, and his mouth was still bleeding, and he had fainted.

Everyone took a deep breath.

Is this still human power?

There was a dead silence in the hall. Zhang Haitao was still pretending to be forced just now, almost for a few breaths, lying on the ground like a dead dog, unconscious.

This huge gap makes people's minds hard to turn for a while.

"Let's go." Shen Lang said to the night starry sky in the corner.

Ye Xingkong smiled slightly and gave a thumbs up to Shen Lang.

Seeing Shen Lang and Ye Xingkong coming out, many students in technical schools stepped aside subconsciously, until Shen Lang and Ye Xingkong were far away, and there was still silence in the hall.

Shen Lang didn't seem to be hurt at all from start to finish. In other words, Zhang Haitao's previous attacks on him were completely ineffective?

In addition to being shocked in everyone's hearts, they probably have an understanding of Shen Lang's strength. This kid is not something they can provoke.

The farce is over, and Shen Lang is still holding his hands. Zhang Haitao is only seriously injured, and will not harm his life or disability, so he is considered to be a disarm.

Although Heixiang technical school has many scumbags, it is still more reasonable. Shen Lang frightened them with strength. Even if they had a large number of people, they would not be embarrassed to confront Shen Lang again.

After leaving Heixiang Technical School, Ye Xingkong was also relieved.

To be honest, even if Ye Xingkong had seen the world before, the scene just now made her feel a little lingering.

But the result was the same as she had imagined, and Shen Lang was just like playing.

Ye Xingkong secretly glanced at Shen Lang with a cold look, and there was always a feeling of heartbeat.

A good man always attracts women's attention unconsciously.

"Shen Lang, I have always wanted to tell you something. I told you that there was a supercar championship in Huahai City, do you remember?" Ye Xingkong asked.

Shen Lang nodded: "I remember, you seemed to have told me before."

Ye Xingkong hurriedly said: "The game is just a month away. If you are interested, I will call you."

"Okay, you can just contact me when you have time. I will definitely go there when I have time." Shen Lang got a little bit of interest. It's been a long time since he was racing, and it's not bad to have fun.

The two chatted while walking, and when they arrived on the campus of Huahai University, Ye Xingyan bid farewell to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was okay, wandering around the campus for a while, and then went to find Bai Qingyu.

After Bai Qingyu had dealt with the school's affairs, she was ready to return to Huahai City, so she asked Shen Lang to go back with her.

However, Shen Lang had dinner with Liu Qingyi at noon and had to give up.

Liu Qingyi invited Shen Lang to dinner at noon, mainly to express his gratitude.

However, Guan Jing asked Liu Qingyi to confess to Shen Lang at the dinner. Liu Qingyi had a thin face, and she couldn't say anything about the confession, and she felt that Shen Lang seemed meaningless to herself.

The meal time is about 12 o'clock in a small hotel in front of Huahai University.

Liu Qingyi reserved a luxurious box and made an appointment with Shen Lang. Guan Jing is also there.

Originally, Guan Jing didn't want to disturb Liu Qingyi and Shen Lang eating for the happiness of her girlfriends, but Liu Qingyi insisted on asking her to come and said that she was embarrassed to confess to Shen Lang and asked her to help her at the dinner.

The three arrived in the luxurious box and sat down quickly.

At the end of summer and autumn, the northern suburbs were already a bit chilly. When Liu Qingyi came out, she wore a small coat. He felt a little hot in the box and took off his coat.

She was wearing a purple lace sweater underneath, which stood tall against the pair of breasts.

Shen Lang couldn't think of it, Liu Qingyi was so open.

Liu Qingyi saw that Shen Lang glanced at his *, his cheeks were slightly hot.

In fact, Guan Jing asked her to do this little action. Liu Qingyi also felt that men really like beauty, otherwise they would not be called a man, but each man's performance level is different.

At the dinner, Liu Qingyi talked to Shen Lang again and again. Many times he wanted to find a chance to confess Shen Lang, but every time he talked to him, he got stuck.

Guan Jing was anxious for her, but it was a pity that Liu Qingyi did not confess success to Shen Lang until the end of the final meal.

Guan Jing was annoyed for a while, and really convinced this little girl.

Shen Lang's emotional intelligence is not low. From the performances of Liu Qingyi and Guan Jing at the dinner, he guessed that they were inconsistent. He just didn't say anything.

Shen Lang could feel that Liu Qingyi had a more or less favorable impression of him. In fact, Shen Lang also had a good impression of Liu Qingyi, but he hadn't risen to the point where he liked it.