On the bar, Scar Ribery sang loudly.
"Jiangnan - Jiangbei - a street, ask - ask - who is the father!"
Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad...
Suddenly, Scar's eyes widened, and his eyes shot out like lasers.
"I'm your dad——!"
With the last sound of "Dad", Scar rotated and panned out in the air like a helicopter, Bulu Buru, Bulu, one leg flickering in and out during the rotation.
Is this the legendary whirlwind kick?
Blue, blue, blue, bang!
The tornado leg hit a volleyball player's head in the air and kicked him more than ten feet away.
The whole audience was stunned, and the brothers worshiped collectively.
Scar landed smoothly. He drew a Tai Chi ball out of the air with his palms. He folded his palms and put them in front of his abdomen. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly exerted force and hit another volleyball player on the chest with both palms.
Adu - root!
The volleyball player was knocked away.
Scar then leaned down and flew into the sky with a cannon.
Consumption - from the root!
The third volleyball player was hit so hard that he tumbled in the air and fell heavily to the ground.
The brothers were shocked and watched Scar show off silently.
BLU BRU BLU…
Adu - root!
Consumption - from the root!
Scar's illusory figure was not able to fight in the bar, and the remaining volleyball players were unable to parry. People kept falling, and he was surrounding his opponents alone.
BLU BRU BLU…
Adu - root!
Consumption - from the root!
Scar is painful and lonely, because soon there will be no more standing volleyball players. Scar is very sad, he has never loved volleyball and volleyball players as much as he does today, as long as they can stand up.
With expressions of admiration and fascination, the brothers shook their heads in disbelief and applauded Scar.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang...
Unexpectedly, the scar of the Hundred Man Killer did not stand there in a arrogant voice and yelled "Who else?", but pouted and felt a bit touchingly aggrieved.
"I said we were brothers, but no one believed me. I said they were going to bloom, but no one believed me. Look, they are blooming now..."
Scar breaks through the bottleneck!
A sudden fight made Scar, who had been confused for seven months, break out of the trap. But whether it was because he was lifted up by the volleyball player and dropped, or because he was electrocuted after the fall, Scar was uneducated, and he himself
Can't figure it out.
All he knew was that he had blossomed inside the bar, big and round. He was very sure of this.
Breaking through bottlenecks is a matter of self-perception. Everyone is different, and only you know best.
"...It finally happened, you all don't believe it. I only have a few of you brothers, and you all don't believe me. I will be very tired until the end of my life..."
The brothers slowly gathered around, Zhuoyang held Scar in his arms, and they held them both in their arms.
They believed it! They didn’t believe it before, because Scar’s words always failed to make sense, and also because they had the habit of automatically ignoring Scar’s talk about his inner feelings. Deep self-analysis was not something that a rough guy like Scar would do.
But now everyone has to believe it, otherwise tonight's scene cannot be explained at all. This is not a fantasy novel.
The scar possessed by Street Fighter seems to be very consistent with his rough soul. It makes sense to forcefully explain it like this.
The five brothers hugged Scar in the middle lovingly, giving him warmth and care, and also giving themselves a little conscience comfort. They ignored Scar's feelings and ignored his blaring complaints. Zhuo
Yang and the others felt a little guilty at this time.
But none of the five of them planned to apologize because they were shameless.
"Scar, I have always believed in your ability to break through and blossom."
Scar raised his head and looked at Zhuo Yang with suspicious eyes. Not only did he doubt that Zhuo Yang's words were sincere, but also because of Zhuo Yang's affectionate and sincere expression, Scar wondered whether he had wrongly blamed his good brother.
"Scar, we have never lost confidence in you. Scar, you are always the best."
Grandpa Mo's words made Scar even more suspicious of himself, because in his memory, Grandpa almost never lied.
"Scar, the dark clouds will eventually clear away. You are the ugly... no, beautiful moon boat. On the boat, you are the flower blooming."
Scar's suspicion was like a scale, and he was inclined to doubt Meng Er's sincerity. Because with his vulgar soul, he could tell that Meng Er's poem was very poor.
"Scar, just a bloom is as common as diarrhea to you, you know. I have already told you that you can do it, and Sarah can testify."
The balance of Scar's doubts tilted a little more like Piggy's side, because the more the dog swore, the less reliable his words became.
"Scar, how could we not believe you? If we don't say anything, we're afraid that it won't work if we say it."
Scar was completely relieved! Anyone in this world can talk nonsense, but Detu will never lie. His reasons are also the strongest and can be explained completely.
Scar left emotional tears and wet Zhuoyang's front. Scar felt guilty for blaming his brothers. It turned out that his brothers had always cared about him silently, but he still complained about them mercilessly, saying, "I am not a human being."
Zhuo Lao Zhu Meng cast an approving look at De Tu, he is a real character! But De Tu was very calm as always.
So shameless!
.
The fight was over, the flowers were blooming, and the bar was in a mess. It was obvious that it was no longer suitable for eating and drinking, so the Six Musketeers moved to the battlefield.
The 12 members of the German volleyball team, plus two coaches and a team doctor, a total of 15 people, are all sitting or lying down. No one dares to stand up anymore.
Although everyone in the Six Musketeers was defeated, it was just a feather on the back of a tiger that got into the flock. A few bruises on the nose and face were the medals of heroes. This night in Rio was the crushing of football against volleyball.
In the eyes of the heroes of the world, there has never been any nobleman. With his pitiful reputation, he cannot scare the Six Musketeers, he will only be defeated by them. This is how the world has progressed.
The scumbag Thomas Boehme suffered miserably today. Ever since he was knocked down by Zhuo Yang, he never stood firm again. When the Six Swordsmen changed positions, no matter who came to him, Yu Dou did not forget to give him a hammer.
, including the one who was finally scarred by 'Adugan'.
Bo Mei was sitting at the door of the bar, his figure was very decadent, and his eyes were full of fear. He watched the six men file out from beside him, and everyone did not forget to look down on him again with their joking eyes.
Fortunately, they didn't hit me again.
The last ones to walk out of the bar were Grandpa Mo and Ulik. The cute girl, who was 1.83 meters tall, hugged Grandpa's arm like a big bird clinging to a human being, and nestled against his shoulder.
To be honest, only my grandpa could hold it. Sarah Brandner and Xiaozhu had never dared to hold hands. If she wanted to walk on his shoulders, she would have to stick her butt out and squat in a posture like
My stomach hurts and I need to poop.
"Pergorge, wait a minute." Ulrik said softly to his grandfather.
The six swordsmen all stopped and watched Ulik turn around and squat down in front of Bome.
"Do you know who I am?"
Under six murderous sword-like gazes, Bomei shook his head nervously.
‘Bang!’
Ulic punched Boehme in the eye socket.
Chapter completed!