Zeng Yi said: "Boy, the gun is shot so well, and it's not true that it's the first time I touch a gun!"

Luo Li quickly said, "Uncle Zeng, you wronged me. This is the first time I shot a gun. Maybe I was a soldier in my previous life. When I came back in this life, I was inexplicably excited when I saw the military camp. When I touched the gun, I learned to myself. What I admire most is the soldier, who defended my country. That is the real man."

This guy is talking lies with his eyes closed, and his old face is not as thick as that. He was a soldier in his previous life. He was a loser in his previous life. He was a bragging person and was not ashamed to be as thick as his level. He couldn't find many people in the world.

Zeng Yi laughed and said, "You guy's words are so popular. Did you really defeat those hooligans?"

Luo Li said: "Uncle Zeng, my nephew dares not brag in front of you. It is okay to beat ten ones at a time." These words were not bragging, but they were mostly showing off. This guy never knew what modesty was.

Lu Jingyi also said: "Uncle Zeng, Luo Li didn't say anything about panic. He defeated those hooligans." She had a smile on her face, and only she knew the happiness of the little woman.

Zeng Yi hit Luo Li’s chest and said, “It’s still good, it’s quite strong, but the guys you hit are all showing off your legs. It’s not really a skill to knock down those little hooligans. The one who is really capable is our soldiers. Should we find someone to play with it?”

"Uncle Zeng, how can Luo Li compare with the elite soldiers of your army? You just like to watch the fun. You have never changed at all at such an old age. No wonder Weiqiang is like you and always causes trouble." Lu Jingyi was acting coquettish, and she was afraid that Zeng Yi's soldiers injured Luo Li.

But Luo Li was a little excited. Men were fighting, which was nature. Since he learned the "Nine Yang Divine Arts" and the "Twelve Xingyiquan", he had only fought with some little hooligans and had not really fought with masters. Zeng Yi's words made him itchy.

"Sister, you are talking bad about me behind my back again. When did I get into trouble?" Zeng Wei walked over from the shooting range with great force. Seeing Lu Jingyi, he saluted her straight, and then walked up with a smile.

Zeng Weiqiang is Zeng Yi's second son and is studying in a military academy. The two families lived in the same courtyard early on. Zeng Weiqiang was Lu Jingyi's young follower. Although they were not a sibling, they were more close to each other than the siblings.

When Lu Jingyi saw the handsome and handsome Zeng Weiqiang walking in, she showed a look of surprise on her face: "Weiqiang, why are you back? The school is on holiday?"

Zeng Weiqiang smiled and walked up to Lu Jingyi and hugged him: "Sister, the school is on holiday, so I'm back."

Lu Jingyi smiled all over her face: "I've grown taller and handsome."

Luo Li didn't know who this person was. Seeing his interaction with Lu Jingyi, this guy was very uncomfortable, and he almost wrote it on his face. He was paralyzed. Who is this grandson? Sister and brother, and he even hugged Lu Jingyi. This guy felt uncomfortable and disgusted from the bottom of his heart. This guy's possessiveness is extraordinary.

Zeng Weiqiang smiled and said, "Sister, I'm 22, and you still treat me as a child." After that, he glanced at Luo Li and said with a smile, "Sister, your friend, is he going to play? How about I practice with him for a few times?"

Luo Li looked at Zeng Weiqiang. The other party was taller than him and more handsome than him. This guy felt uncomfortable to see him. Anyone who looked handsome and taller than him would feel uncomfortable. This guy's jealousy was not ordinary.

Luo Li said with a smile: "It's done, then let's practice!" Luo Li was not kind-hearted. Seeing Zeng Weiqiang and Lu Jingyi hugging, he wanted to beat the little guy up, and he didn't ask what the relationship was.

When he heard that he wanted to practice, Zeng Weiqiang smiled so hard that his face was full of laughter. He was at the age of young and aggressive. He fought many times during the military academy and caused a lot of trouble.

Lu Jingyi hurriedly said, "What are you practicing? Isn't it good to talk for a while?"

Zeng Yi smiled and said, "When a man is together, he naturally has to gesture. There is nothing wrong with this." This man is also a lively master. His son wants to practice with others. He doesn't stop him, but he cheers on himself. He wants to say that the two men are not close, and the ghosts don't believe it.

Lu Jingyi was speechless, and she hurriedly said, "You all are careful, don't hurt each other, click until you click."

Zeng Weiqiang took off his shirt and said loudly: "Sister, don't worry, I won't hurt your friend."

The two walked to the middle of the playground, Lu Jingyi was full of worry, and Qiao Qiao could not control her excitement aside. This woman was also a person who loved to watch the fun.

When the soldiers on the shooting range saw Zeng Weiqiang wanting to practice with Luo Li, they all became excited, and the soldiers surrounded them.

Luo Li stretched out his hands and looked at Zeng Weiqiang who was only wearing a vest. Even he had to admit that this little white-faced figure was good and his body was full of muscles.

Zeng Weiqiang twisted his neck and made a 'cracking' sound. He strode forward and smiled, "Luo Li, you are a guest, you should take the move first!"

Luo Li stepped forward calmly and said, "Don't let it go, since it's practice, there is no distinction between masters and guests. This is the same as the battle between the two armies. The chances of winning are more preemptive. I don't take advantage of you. If you want to practice, then let's have a good time."

Qiao Qiao had long been unable to control herself and shouted excitedly: "Luo Li, come on!"

Lu Jingyi said: "What oil do you add? Why are you afraid that the world will not be in chaos?"

Qiao Qiao smiled and said, "Jingyi, this is not like you. Care is a mess. What are you afraid of? Luo Li is so capable of fighting, are you still afraid that Zeng Weiqiang will hurt him?"

Lu Jingyi's face turned slightly red: "Don't talk nonsense!" When Qiao Qiao said it to her heart, she of course had to argue. The two women didn't speak loudly, and the people on the field were all focused on Luo Li and Zeng Weiqiang, and no one paid attention to the conversation between them.

Zeng Weiqiang said: "Since that's the case, I'm not polite, look at the move!" After Zeng Weiqiang said that, he stepped forward with his lunge, rushed forward with a lunge, and rushed forward with his right fist from his waist, and rushed forward with his fist downward, heading straight to Luo Li's face. This is a typical military boxing style.

Zeng Weiqiang's movements were clean and neat, fast and fierce, and he hit the enemy's weakness. If he was hit with one punch, even the strongest man would have to be knocked down. Zeng Weiqiang was a brave and fierce master. Although the two of them were practicing, they did not hesitate to take action, so they could hear the soldiers coming in together.

Lu Jingyi's heart was in her throat. Luo Li knew that she could beat her, but the little gangsters Luo Li beat were not on the same level as Zeng Weiqiang. This kid was the top three in the Sanda competition in the military academy. The reason why he liked to cause trouble was because of his aggressive nature.

Luo Li had already used the "Nine Yang Divine Art" to run the true energy in his body. Zeng Weiqiang punched him and said intimately: "Beautiful!"

His body dodged back and avoided Zeng Weiqiang's attack. Seeing Luo Li dodged easily, Zeng Weiqiang changed his left fist into his palm and penetrated forward with his palm facing upwards. His right fist was closed at the waist, and his right foot was straightened and he lifted his force to kick forward. This was fast and fierce. This was called a throat-punching kick. If he hit it, it would be strange if he didn't break his bones and tendons broke.
Chapter completed!