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Chapter 21 Sweet love is like ebony sauce

Chapter 21 Sweet love is like Umeko-chan

Author: ah ok ok ok

Chapter 21 Sweet love is like Umeko-chan

After being "pushed" by Chen Yu, it was obvious that the fat neighbor had become abnormal.

Lie under the machine and press the barbell like crazy.

one time.

Ten times.

Thirty times...

Chen Yu was frightened when he saw it, and he began to hesitate whether to stop it.

If you really let the opponent practice this, and you turn around and beat him, it shouldn't be like beating a child.

But he still remembered that the opponent had a "passive skill" - [(F+ level) Excellent Muscle Cells], which has the ability to contract red muscle cells stronger than ordinary people...

"Brother..."

Seeing his fat neighbor turn the barbell "thirty" times in the blink of an eye, Chen Yu's eyelids jumped wildly and he couldn't help but stop him: "Okay, let's take a rest first, the muscles should melt."

"I'm okay." The fat neighbor was sweating profusely, his eyes were determined, and he kept doing repetitive exercises: "I found that I seem to be quite talented in this area."

"So you can be fast." Chen Yu nodded.

"Pfft." The neighbor was so discouraged that he almost hit his head with a barbell.

Chen Yu looked worried: "Be more careful."

If he is crushed to death, his "perfect" test subject will be gone...

"Look at that fat man, he's so disgusting." At this time, in the spinning area not far from the equipment area, a curly-haired woman pointed at her fat neighbor with a look of disgust: "The sweat is like oil. Ugh."

"Who says it's not the case? [Wastehouse] can just stay at home." Her companion also rolled his eyes: "Why are you pretending to be a fitness fanatic?"

As the saying goes, the girl who gets up early gets the chicken.

The two of them came to the gym early in the morning, hoping to see if there were any handsome guys to entertain their eyes. But they only saw two [waste house], and they couldn't help but feel disgusted.

The fat neighbor was stunned, and his hands froze while pushing the barbell.

Chen Yu rubbed his face, suddenly stood up, and walked to the bicycle: "Do you two have hemorrhoids in your mouth? You spit out feces and pus when you open your mouth?"

"Are you scolding me?" The curly-haired fitness girl didn't react for a moment, pointing to her nose: "Are you scolding me?"

"I'm not just scolding you." Chen Yu pointed directly at her companion: "Is this aunt your mother? I'm scolding her as well."

"Who the hell is auntie!" the curly-haired girl's companion said, "You are a scoundrel looking for death. Do you know who I am?"

"Are you a Pekinese? Or a bullfighter? Do I still need to know your breed?" Chen Yu walked up to the two women step by step and rolled up his sleeves: "Do you believe I will beat you to a pulp?"

"We are talking about that [trash house]." The curly-haired woman pointed at the fat neighbor: "Why did you come up to pick it up and scold it?"

"What's wrong with the waste house?" Chen Yu changed the subject: "When did you die? Instead of staying well in the coffin, why did you always come out for a walk?"

"You!" The curly-haired fitness woman's chest heaved violently as she stammered: "Are you a man? Bullying us two girls."

"When I scold you, does it matter whether you are male or female?" Chen Yu took a step forward: "If you don't spray excrement first, will you attract dung beetles?"

"Brother, what you say is too unpleasant. You even scold yourself."

In the distance, a male personal trainer who was adjusting the fitness equipment observed for a long time. He seemed to confirm that Chen Yu, the [waste house], was not a threat. He immediately came over, straightened his strong body, and looked down at Chen Yu: "Hurry up and give it to the two girls.

Apologize."

"Hey." Chen Yu was surprised and looked at the other person up and down: "Here comes a boiling sheep."

The male personal trainer's expression changed: "Fuck you! Are you looking for a beating?"

As soon as he said this, Chen Yu actually took action as soon as he said it! He knocked the opponent down with a sweep of his legs, then mounted him and punched him twice.

"ah--"

The male personal trainer immediately covered his face, spraying nosebleeds and his whole body curled up into a ball.

"Brother." Chen Yu patted the dust on his hands and said with a murderous heart: "You can't train your legs well."

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? We can't fight here!" Downstairs, the manager who came after hearing the news hurriedly rushed up to stop: "You...why are you hitting someone?"

"What I shot was the boiling sheep." Chen Yu explained.

"Brother, don't... stop fighting." The fat neighbor ran over panting, took a careful look at the curly-haired fitness girl, and then tugged on Chen Yu's clothes: "I'm fine. I didn't hear anything just now."

"Anyway, I heard it, but I just can't do it." Chen Yu slapped his neighbor away: "You just stand there."

"Oh." The fat neighbor swallowed and stood "obediently" behind Chen Yu.

"Now, apologize to my brother." Chen Yu said to the two women.

"I apologize to you two [waste house]? Do you deserve it?"

"Okay. Then I'll beat you up as well." Chen Yu also rolled up his other sleeve and was about to rush forward with fist turns.

"Hey! Hey hey hey! You can't fight!" The manager was so frightened that he hugged Chen Yu quickly: "You can't fight here! You can't fight!"

Chen Yu rushed a few times and found that the manager was quite energetic, so he gave up and pointed at the two women: "Let's go downstairs and challenge each other."

"Shan Nima! What an otaku." The curly-haired woman's companion was furious and took out his cell phone: "I'll call someone right now."

Seeing this, Chen Yu also acted decisively and pulled up his neighbor to get out of the way. However, he was hugged tightly by the manager who was taking sides.

"Good guy."

Chen Yu laughed angrily, took out the bone chopping knife from his waist, and put it on the manager's neck: "Old man, you are quite powerful."

The manager was shocked and quickly let go of his hand and stepped back.

"I won't come to the gym anymore, you piece of shit gym guy. Zinima, refund your money."

"I...we can't retreat..."

Chen Yu aimed the blade at the manager's forehead: "Have you ever heard of the sword technique of falling from the sky with one move?"

manager:"……"

After a moment of silence, the manager felt more and more that the man in front of him was mentally unstable. He rationally took out two small stacks of cash from his pocket and threw them to Chen Yu.

After catching the money, Chen Yu put the bone chopping knife into his waist, and without even looking back, he pulled his fat neighbor and went downstairs.

Pushing open the gym door, he walked further and further, accelerating all the way, gradually trotting... and soon ran out of five streets.

"Okay, it's safe here." Chen Yu took a deep breath and sat down on a step: "Let's not go to the gym in the future."

"Brother, you are too impulsive." The fat neighbor wiped the sweat from his face: "It doesn't matter if they scold me a few times."

"Does this not matter?" Chen Yu looked his neighbor up and down: "This is bullying, are you making a fuss?"

"It's okay to be bullied."

"Fart. If you want to be bullied, I can only bully you!" Chen Yu curled his lips and said, "They are just like Jill."

After saying this, the fat neighbor looked at Chen Yu in disbelief, dumbfounded and shocked, as if he had been struck by lightning.

For a moment, my heart beat as fast as a deer.

The cheeks are gradually turning red with embarrassment...

Chen Yu: "..."

"Whoosh!"

Chen Yu threw the knife away: "You're so red!"


Chapter completed!
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