The storm on campus continued. Basically, Jiang Xia had already used his time to go to school the next day to lock in the target - Chen Tiansheng didn't cover his face when he hit someone, and he didn't think that the boy could do anything to him. The fight was played outside the school gate, and if he got back, he wouldn't think that the boy could be his opponent. There was a gap in height and weight, and the fighting skills were simply the level formed by height and weight...
Jiang Xia really can only ask Hou Guoguo and the others to help him. Although Xiaohou’s family background is a secret that everyone knows among the real second generation of officials, as the third generation of the Reds, he can’t just like a number of armed police in any novel to help beat people... If this is the case, his father would definitely be the first to enter Qincheng. But he doesn’t know how many people want to flatter Xiaohou. No matter what, Xiaohou’s current Dahou is now the deputy mayor and one of the Standing Committee members in charge of the city, and he will definitely enter the province in the future.
What's more, although they are not very clear about it, the family background of the two who have been with Xiao Hou must be strong. These second generations are all talented people taught by their father. Most of the ones who can be with the third generation of the Red Generation are also third generations. So the small connection makes the news, and immediately several well-informed guys will be sent to the door automatically and say that they have been unhappy about Chen. He even beat Hou and your friend Jiang. That is breaking the rules of love between our classmates. Of course, we have to educate them very much.
At that moment, these six or seven people blocked Chen Tiansheng and the others when they were out of school. They all acted as friends and clamped them out of the school gate. After walking for a while, Xiaohou and the fat man were about to take action. "You guys let them go. Don't say we bully you. It's different from scoundrels like you. I'll fight you one-on-one!" Before Hou Guo and the others could talk, Jiang Xia took the lead and said this. If a friend is a friend, it's better to do this by himself. At the moment, everyone surrounded the circle, and Chen Tiansheng's three followers were clamped by Hou Guo and the others. Jiang Xia and Chen Tiansheng's men were just caught in the sight.
This is the first time Jiang Xia has fought with someone since she was reborn. As the soul of an adult, before he was reborn, he had also been in bar night shifts with his friends. He had also fought several times, so he was very confident in winning Chen Tiansheng, who was also a teenager: "I have many small tricks here, so what if I have half a head higher than me, so what if I have more than ten pounds heavier than me?" Jiang Xia thought so.
Then he was tragic again... Chen Tiansheng's fist came faster and more fiercely than he saw the day before yesterday. When he hit him with one punch, Jiang Xia had already shouted inwardly: "It's bitter!" The other party obviously had practiced... A left-handed punch hit Jiang Xia's right face, and then he took a step and then hit Jiang Xia's abdomen with his right hand. Jiang Xia didn't even have time to raise his arms to defend... Then he felt his head empty, his stomach hurt, and then he took several steps back and sat down. At this time, everyone was staring at Chen Tiansheng who was surrounded. This guy was now jumping in small steps. His flexible steps and his shaking and relaxing arms were put down from time to time, and he showed a striking image.
Everyone fell into the eye together - no one expected that Chen Tiansheng was actually a capable player, and he looked like the middleweight boxers on TV - but the next moment he stood still, swayed his hips, pushed his right thigh first and then twisted, and finally threw his calf out to the side like a whip. The students didn't know much. But Bo Fu, who was leaning against the corner, could see clearly: "There is a very beautiful mid-stage Muay Thai kick, and this kid obviously restrained his strength. What an interesting kid, you don't look simple..." Bo Fu looked at him enthusiastically. Chen Tiansheng directly chopped down the fat man with a kick. Although this kid came from a family of third-generation soldiers, he liked to dance with swords and guns when he was a child. But he was still liked to be a giant axe
The same kick was cut down like a tree... The fat man was kicked into the thigh, and the muscles of the leg were suddenly damaged. He could not use force to support his body, so he fell down. His sister was a little stunned for a moment, but when he saw his brother fall to the ground, he immediately woke up and helped him, the fat brother. At this time, Chen Tiansheng was like a whirlwind, twisting and pounced on the other side - now the storm of Hou Guo and the others was fully revealed, and the few people didn't know how to deal with it. Should they run away quickly or cooperate to block or knock down Chen Tiansheng in front of him? If they escape, they would have to worry about Hou Guo Guo's face. If they run away, wouldn't they become enemies?
But I didn't have time to think about them too much, and the quick and accurate blow had arrived. They all sat on the ground with a "ah". It was the first time that Hou Guoguo had encountered such a situation since his birth. He rarely fought. Usually, when he encountered such situations, if the other party knew the background of his family, he had resisted a few symbols and then admitted his defeat. If he didn't know his background, he would be crushed by him by the number of people and the advantage of his exercise since childhood. But like today, he was crushed by the other party with force alone. He put his hands on the posture of capturing the enemy's fist, and then his eyes were blurred. Chen Tiansheng bent down and spread his arms as if he was sliding. In Bo Fu's eyes, Chen Tiansheng slipped very smoothly.
The action turned to Hou Guoguo's back, then hugged Hou Guoguo's waist with both arms, raised Hou Guoguo's waist with force, and then fell straight. "Wow! Argentina's back bridge fell! Do you really want to make a fortune?" Bo Fu clapped his hands, but Chen Tiansheng did not use the method of backplanting to "plant" Hou Guoguo, but instead threw him flat on the ground, then cut his feet to lock Hou Guoguo's upper body, then grabbed Hou Guoguo's right arm and pulled it into his arms with both hands... "Wrist-pulling cross fixing skills! Is this kid's fighting skills good?" Bo Fu was very happy to see that Chen Tiansheng, who had finished the work, took a few breaths and stood up, shook a finger at the fallen classmate on the ground, then patted his three followers, and left arrogantly...
Bo Fu really found it very interesting, and at this time the measures he made to the collision of the three worlds had been completed. In the screams of the sissy literary youth, the three worlds collided silently.
At this time, Bo Fu's divine consciousness was already above the world. He watched the scene of plane fusion collapse appearing where the three worlds collided. No one could sense it in the world below. Anyway, for them, the destruction of the world was a moment. However, five-colored bright light appeared in the place where the three worlds contacted. The world of the space wild monkey bounced open, and the world began to stay away from the collision point. The administrator of the Wild Monkey World was a thing with a gas mask. He was wearing a coat but his hands were two tool pliers, and his lower body was moved with tracks... The manager had big beads of sweat on his gas mask. He waved his pliers with his pliers to express his gratitude, and then the world quickly moved away.
Another world has no managers, it is more fragile. It is now quickly merging with this world under the control of the five colors of the bright light. By the way, the face of the sissy and literary manager quickly changed from a snow-white dead appearance to a flushed face. Finally, it became like the current crying feeling that his parents were also suffering from terminal illness...
PS: No drugs are allowed to be written......How can those authors who write police articles live? Hahaha