Hidden Assassin

The football flew high towards the sky with a bang, the tall man's body fell to the ground, blood was blowing outwards in his mouth and nose, and his limbs twitched in a gurgling voice, which looked terrible. At this moment, the laughter was suddenly interrupted by the invisible big hand. More than ten people looked at their companions on the ground in astonishment. Two girls screamed.

呃 "Uh ... sorry, sorry, I mean by hand, why are you ... uh ..." The expression on Jiaming's face was innocent and helpless, "Why do you use your face?"

Seeing the other person look like this, Ling Jing wiped the dust on his face and looked at him with patience, and Shasha saw that his side had the upper hand and waved the stick twice and stopped rushing forward. The boy who had rushed over to be a good man saw his companion in the rear become like this, pointing at Jiaming and rushing: "You actually ..."

"How is it? You dare to come over and try again!" He only took two steps, and Shasha had raised his stick at him.

At this time of the evening, every day, most of the students in the square walked out without a problem. This time, they immediately attracted everyone's attention. The boy in front was afraid of the stick after all, pointing at Jiaming and saying, "This thing can't be done today, it's a man who comes here, we don't want to hit a woman!"

As soon as his voice fell, Sasa waved it with a stick, and the other side reached out a block, and suddenly stepped back a few steps, painful grinning teeth: "Endless, endless, who would be afraid of you sissy?"

The girl said, waving the stick and chasing the past, the boy was beaten twice on his hands, he was beaten on the leg, and was immediately knocked to the ground. Jiaming and Lingjing were afraid she would lose, and quickly followed. Then he could only hear Jia Ming shouting, "Shasha carefully!"

A figure rushed towards the rustling, volleying, kicking!

Perfect and standard Taekwondo posture! Shasha lifted the stick subconsciously and snapped the stick off the middle.

The shadows staggered, and the three bodies fell in different directions. Husha flew backwards, and Jiaming's body fell to the ground after a violent impact. As for the person who had just kicked the perfect kick, his body in the air failed to land, and was hit by Jia Ming, which flew out. The most vulnerable waist and lower abdomen slammed into a gorgeous street lamp pole. After the body fell to the ground, there was no even the power of moaning, just holding the stomach, the whole face rolled and twisted with pain ...

After taking a breath of air, most of the people on the sidelines showed an expression of fear. The person who just rushed in was called Lu Jianchuan. Now in his second year of high school, his family is not very backgrounded, but he is definitely a good player in martial arts. Taekwondo, judo, and several martial arts in China are quite proficient in fighting. It is not ambiguous to face a dozen students at leisure, and it is quite influential in school.

Only when he saw that he was going to take a shot, most of the informed bystanders thought that these three people-at least the boy was dead-that violent kick in the air, even the layman could see that it was very good, Hitting and breaking the stick, who knows that the boy next to him rushed so fast, it was just an awkward collision without the slightest technical content, and there was another electric pole next to him. As a result, miracles and tragedies occurred.

This kick didn't actually kick on Shasha's body. When he got up, he looked at the broken stick, and he was all worried. Seeing that he was struggling to get up, Jia Ming, I could not wait to rush to kiss him. Sure enough, Jia Ming usually looked soft, and when it was critical, he must be the most reliable.

Seeing that Jia Ming blocked this leg for him, Shasha's heart was sweet, and he didn't think of playing again for a while, but Jia Ming was different. As soon as he got up, he immediately rushed to Lu Jianchuan on the ground. . The martial arts star in this school has not breathed yet, and one hand was suddenly caught by Jia Ming. He knew that it was too dangerous at this time, and he was struggling hard to feed. Subsequently, more than a dozen people who followed were also nearby.

"What are you doing……"

"Let him go ..."

The first two people reached out to drag away Jiaming, and the next moment they were kicked away by Lingjing and Shasha, and then a heartbreaking scream rang through the square, and everyone felt a terrifying thriller. After a seemingly ridiculous palm battle, Lu Jianchuan's right index finger was broken by Jia Ming directly.

Hearing this scream, Lingjing and Shasha were a little scared. A few days ago in the Wu Guan, Dad Ye accidentally talked about some practical skills. If you can do it, pinching your fingers is definitely a very practical trick. However, according to Papa Yeh, this method has to be quick and easy, and it is very effective when preemptive. Who knows that Jiaming not only applied what he had learned at this time, but also gave the other a good example, and simply waited for the fingers of the enemy to be grabbed when people did not have the ability to resist.

"You guys, who's going to come here?"

Luan Fangcai's finger contention seemed fierce. At this time, Jia Ming was squatting there, panting heavily, but already clenching Lu Jianchuan's right middle finger, shaking in front of everyone's eyes. The forefinger of this man has been folded into a strange angle. He used to be a tough guy in school, but now he is full of tears, and he can't even say anything. His left hand is shaking and holding his poor right arm.

The scene has reached this stage. Some of the more than ten people can't stand it anymore. The faces of several girls have become iron blue, and the faces of the onlookers are mostly unbearable. One of the boys who seemed to take the lead said, "Don't, don't mess up. Everyone is going to study in school, a little thing, there's no need to make trouble, this classmate."

"Little thing? Who caused this little thing?" Jia Ming looked at him and asked.

"Sorry, I admit that it was our fault. We just saw that the two female classmates were beautiful. I really wanted to get their attention. I'm really sorry."

I heard that Lingjing and Shasha were a little embarrassed. Jia Ming put down Lu Jianchuan's hand, hummed, and turned around, and the two girls naturally didn't want to stay here and be watched like monkeys. The three walked back to pick up the small goose-yellow writing desk and walked home. Out of the crowd pointing out, Lingjing just said, "I saw Sister Yahan's car just now, so I parked next to the square, Sister Yahan was in the car."

"It's a shame not to help out there," Jia Ming said.

不过 "However, Jiaming, you were very powerful just now. Although the action of grabbing someone's finger was a bit stupid. But if you rushed up, I would have been kicked."

"I'm so amazing, is there any reward?"

"Go back and talk."

"Oh, Sasa wants again ..."

The three of them disappeared into the afterglow of the setting sun with the silver bell-like laughter that rang from time to time. On the side of the square, Yahan was expressing his doubts to a middle-aged man in the back seat of the unnamed car.

"Mr. Chen, why didn't you let me go down just now? It is the teacher's responsibility to come forward when such a conflict occurs between students."

"Oh, isn't it all right now? I just think that kid ... is fun. Has he ever practiced martial arts?"

"Martial arts ..." Yahan was shocked, wondering what the old man could see? The mouth said, "Are you talking about the fingers? His name is Gu Jiaming, he's practiced, and he is still my master, but it's just an ordinary martial arts, teaching some simple boxing skills, he is among those students The stupidest one, the punches are quite satisfactory, but I do n’t know how to use them, and sometimes I ’m forced to run against other people and run away. Does Mr. Chen think he ’s very powerful? ”

When this question was asked, she couldn't help but wonder. The middle-aged man named Chen Guxia in the rearview mirror was said to be a domestic martial arts master and a person who really understood qigong. What did he see? The Chen Guxia had not spoken yet, and a woman next to her face interjected: "I can't look at it, it seems that it's just better luck, he's very stupid."

"No, it's not luck." Chen Guxia shook his head. "He was very accurate on both shots and was quite accurate in the situation. If he always wants to run away, then I think we can think that he can't A person who can emit great energy under the circumstance of escape. He has a very good qualification at UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com, but he is afraid to play normally. If he can overcome the inner obstacles, he will have very good achievements. Well, this time there is a martial arts class in this school, I can try to teach him ... "

Hearing what he said, Yahan let go of his heart and the car ran smoothly towards the Sacred Heart College campus. Jia Ming without the ability of the unknown prophet naturally did not know that a certain "Wulin Master" had already thought of accepting him. After returning home, there was only one thing he could take care of for a while, and that was to meet the needs of the two young wives.

呃 "Uh, I say you ... why are you so excited today, it's not even evening yet ..."

因为 "Because, uh ... Jiaming, you were great just now, ah ..."

因为 "Because I and Shasha found a good husband ..."

I closed the doors and windows, and on the big bed, the little husband held the two little wives who were satisfied, and looked slightly distressed.

"I'm glad you said that, but I haven't eaten yet ... I'm so hungry ..."

"Ah ... but we haven't gone shopping, it's getting late ..."

"I'm so excited on my way back ..."

"Forget it." The little husband sighed. "Eat noodles."

"Then ... who will cook it?" Lazily lay there, someone asked, and the three of you looked at me and I looked at you. In fact, this scene is not once or twice. The three monks have no water to drink, and their lives are very decadent after marriage. However, like every time before, in the end, it was the little man who just got up from the bed with a sigh of enemies. Helplessly went to the kitchen to prepare for a simple dinner, listening to the laughing laughter of the two little girls, with a touch of warmth in my heart.