Chapter seven hundred and twentieth eight difficulties
Seeing the brilliant achievements of Zhuowu Sanda Hall, Lei Ming's legs moved outside uncontrollably. At the same time, Yan Kuan and Li Xiong, who had been making noises, also quietly evacuated outside.
The three of them didn't say anything, their sneaky eyes flickered, and their bodies were getting closer and closer to the door. Moreover, when Yan Kuan saw that Zhou Sen was not moving, he grabbed Zhou Sen's clothes and dragged him out of the door.
It was obvious that the three of them had lost their spirit.
It's just that God doesn't have what he wants!
Just as the three of them were getting closer and closer to the gate of the martial arts hall, the young people in the martial arts hall rushed over. Behind him were a group of strong students, all of whom looked happy, as if they were celebrating a festival...
…
It’s over!
It's over!
The bodies of Yan Kuan and the three of them froze, and they looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"Who wants to kick the gym?" A student from a very impressive university stopped at the door and glanced condescendingly at Zhou Sen and the other four.
"It's him." At first, the student pointed at Lei Ming. Not only did the student point at Lei Ming, but Yan Kuan and Li Xiong also pointed at Lei Ming, and they immediately distanced themselves from him.
"..." Lei Ming opened his mouth and said nothing, with an awkward sneer on his face.
"Come on, I'm busy at work." The tall student grabbed Lei Ming's arm.
"I...I haven't had breakfast yet..." Lei Ming hesitated.
"You won't die if you don't eat. Come on, let's practice first and get familiar with each other." The tall and tall student grabbed Lei Ming's arm tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
"I...I...I have low blood sugar and will feel dizzy if I don't eat breakfast. Come back after I have breakfast..."
"Didn't we eat just now?" Li Xiong couldn't help but asked.
"Is it okay that I haven't eaten enough? Is that okay! Is that okay?!" Lei Ming suddenly lost control of his emotions and roared at Li Xiong hysterically, spitting stars in Li Xiong's face.
"Okay...ok..."
"Let go, I want to have breakfast!" Lei Ming suddenly waved his hand.
"..." The tall young man was caught off guard and was able to break free from Lei Ming.
"I'll come back after breakfast."
Lei Ming did not expect that the other party would actually let go, rush out of the martial arts hall gate, and then stand outside the door and shout loudly to the people inside the martial arts hall, but the cowardly look on his face had already betrayed him.
"Hahahahahahahaha..." The tall young man suddenly burst out into a burst of crazy laughter, and the laughter was full of endless contempt. At the same time, the surrounding people were laughing. Obviously,
Everyone has seen that Lei Ming is fierce in color and soft in heart.
"What's so funny?!" Lei Ming gritted his teeth.
"I promise you won't come back after breakfast." The tall young man chuckled.
"Uh..." Lei Ming couldn't say a word.
"Get out!" The tall young man waved his hands to the crowd, as if to ward off flies, then turned around and walked inside without looking at the crowd.
"..."
Lei Ming's veins were bulging and his fists were clenched, but he finally held back the bad breath in his heart and turned around to leave. A good man will never suffer the consequences of his eyes!
Seeing that the protagonist had left, Yan Kuan and Li Xiong had no choice but to flee. In the blink of an eye, no one could be seen, leaving only Zhou Sen alone in the wind, with ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping and roaring in his heart.
Damn it!
Who wants to come to the gym?!
Seeing the backs of the three people running away, Zhou Sen was thinking about hitting the wall. It doesn't matter whether he wins or not. Why don't you go to the ring and have a fight before leaving? If you just run away like this, how will you see anyone after the news spreads?
Why!
Let’s go!
Zhou Sen shook his head, sighed and walked out the door.
"Stop!" Just when Zhou Sen was about to leave the martial arts gym, a voice sounded from behind.
"Uh..." Zhou Sen turned around.
"Are you not convinced?" A student with a fleshy face stood out from the crowd. This student was wearing a triangle vest, and the muscles all over his body contained endless tension. The tight triangle vest seemed to explode at any time.
"Yes." Zhou Sen answered honestly. He was indeed unconvinced.
"How about you come in?" the student with a sinister face said with a ferocious smile.
"I don't care." Zhou Sen shrugged.
"Are you sure?!" The arrogant student thought that Zhou Sen would find an excuse to run away, but he didn't expect that the other party actually agreed. He thought he had heard wrong and confirmed again.
"I don't care!" Zhou Sen said every word.
"Okay! Okay, compared to those losers, you have some backbone. Come, this is the arena, please!"
"etc……"
"Don't you want to have breakfast too?!" the arrogant student said sarcastically.
"Hahaha……"
"Hahaha……"
The students around burst into laughter.
"No, I want you to take some photos of me first, lest I defeat you and you make excuses that there are no photos to hang on this wall." Zhou Sen shook his head.
"Ah...hahahaha...Okay, I'll satisfy you. Xiao Wu, go and check the surveillance system, call up his photo, and ask Zhang Shuai to copy it. If he wins, hang it up for him immediately!" Man Man
The chubby-faced student laughed loudly.
"Yes, I'll do it right away!" The student named Xiaowu ran away quickly.
"Please!" The arrogant student asked Zhou Sen. Although his movements were very expressive, his expression was full of contempt. Obviously, he did not treat the thin-skinned and tender girl in front of him at all.
The pretty boy took it to heart.
"please!"
Zhou Sen walked towards the ring first.
Coming forward to fight is the result of Zhou Sen's careful consideration, rather than impulsiveness, because what he needs now is to interact with similar people. Now this kind of conflict is actually a kind of interaction. After all, everyone is young and energetic, and it is normal to have conflicts.
If he always looks at conflicts with ordinary people with a detached eye, then he will never be able to integrate into ordinary humans, and he will always be lonely and confused.
Zhou Sen stood on the ring.
Students with arrogant faces also stood on the stage.
"He Pingyuan!"
"Yoshiki."
"I know you." A trace of ridicule appeared on the corner of the student's face.
"You know me?"
"Aren't you the same Jimu who is greedy for life and afraid of death and dare not hit the giant armored cockroach?" He Pingyuan made no secret of his disgust for Zhou Sen, his tone full of disdain.
"Ahem..."
Zhou Sen didn't expect that he would become notorious. It seems that he has to control it. He must win. The reputation of the most violent gangster in the interstellar makes him unable to lose, but he must control his winning within a certain range. Don't be so
unexpected.
Now, Zhou Sen is actually somewhat conflicted. He wants to blend in with human beings, but is afraid of becoming the center of attention. Therefore, he has to control the intensity of everything he does to avoid attracting too many people's attention.
How to win?
Zhou Sen's brain was spinning rapidly. He couldn't lose, he had to win. So, the only way to avoid becoming the center of attention was to win in an dishonorable way.
"What rules?" He Pingyuan stared at Zhou Sen.
"There are no rules."
"What do you mean?" He Pingyuan was stunned.
"Until one party admits defeat!"
"good!"
"Can we start?" He Pingyuan was very moral.
"Come on!" Zhou Sen raised his middle finger in a provocative gesture.
"ah……"
He Pingyuan was so enraged by the insulting action that he shouted and rushed towards Zhou Sen like a raging bison, full of unstoppable momentum.
Just when everyone thought Zhou Sen would avoid his attack, he faced him head on.
"Boom!"
Zhou Sen avoided He Pingyuan's fist, and the two bodies collided heavily. Then, Zhou Sen got short and got behind He Pingyuan. He opened his arms and hugged He Pingyuan with both hands.
"ah……"
"ah……"
The next scene subverted everyone's three views, because Zhou Sen hugged He Pingyuan with both hands and refused to let go. What made He Pingyuan vomit blood the most was that he was not as tall as Zhou Sen. When he was hugged, his feet
He was lifted off the ground and couldn't use any force, but his hands were tightly locked by his arms and couldn't move. No matter how hard he exerted force, those arms remained motionless like iron pliers.
For Zhou Sen, this is too childish.
As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten societies. In the face of absolute power, all conspiracy techniques are in vain. Who is Zhou Sen? He is a fierce man who can kill 100,000 armored giant cockroaches with an iron rod. How can he deal with it?
Weak humans like Pingyuan are not worth mentioning at all.
What worries Zhou Sen most is not whether he can defeat He Pingyuan, but how to make the melon-eaters look reasonable and not become the focus. Therefore, he thought of using this method to consume He Pingyuan.
The students below the ring were stunned. They had never seen such a game before.
Today, they saw it.
Not only the students at Zhuowu Sanda Hall saw it, but also the entire Far Eastern University of Technology saw it, because when the student nicknamed "Xiao Wu" was copying the photos, he made the competition a live broadcast on campus, and...
He also specially exposed "Yimu", a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death, to attract attention.
As soon as the live broadcast started, it attracted more than a thousand people to watch. After all, the name Jimu is now a villain, and the video of his interview made him the antonym of a hero.
Everyone wants to see Yoshiki get beaten!
When Jimu hugged He Pingyuan with both hands, the number of people watching the live broadcast immediately climbed to more than 10,000, and the data was increasing crazily.
Zhou Sen almost never thought that he would become the center of attention again, but even if he knew it, there was nothing he could do about it, because if he wanted to integrate into the students now, he would inevitably have feelings of love and hatred.
His detached attitude will only isolate him from the masses.
The "battle" in the ring became more and more intense. He Pingyuan twisted his body crazily, kicked and rubbed his feet in the air, and did everything he could.
Maybe He Pingyuan struggled too hard, and Jimu fell to the ground several times. The two rolled wildly on the ring, making loud collision sounds, but from beginning to end, Jimu did not let go of He Pingyuan.
Undoubtedly, He Pingyuan's strength was dominant. When he fell to the ground, he could use the power of his feet to easily lift Jimu's body and smash it to the ground again and again. He could even control the roll, but
, all this was in vain, because Jimu did not let go even if he was bruised and swollen. His hands seemed to have taken root and integrated with He Pingyuan's body.
One minute.
Five minutes.
Twenty minutes.
Thirty minutes!
He Pingyuan's struggle became weaker and weaker, while Jimu's arm holding him showed no signs of loosening, looking like he was fighting to the end.
At the thirty-seventh minute, He Pingyuan stopped struggling and was panting heavily. At this moment, he was exhausted.
The battle seemed to be in a stalemate.
He Pingyuan did not admit defeat, and Jimu did not let go.
After resting for a few minutes, He Pingyuan's physical strength recovered a little, and he started struggling crazily again. He even wanted to lower his head and bite Jimu's arm, but his efforts were still in vain. Jimu was as stubborn as brown sugar.
Sticking to his body, the position of a pair of hands locking his arms was also very clever, just where he couldn't bite...
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Lei Ming, Li Xiong and Yan Kuan fled, running for several hundred meters before stopping and putting their hands on their knees to catch their breath.
"Where's Jimu?" Lei Ming was the first to notice that someone was missing from his side.
"Ah... isn't he running behind me?" Yan Kuan looked around blankly.
"I'm the one running behind you." Li Xiong said.
"It's over, it's over, he was left behind by the grandsons from Zhuowu Sanda Hall." Yan Kuan wailed.
"Ah...then...what should we do?" Lei Ming was panicked. He didn't expect that he would cause such a big trouble just by bragging.
"What else can we do, cold salad!" Li Xiong said angrily.
"We have to make a decision." Yan Kuan gritted his teeth, and the fat on his face was distorted.
"What decision?"
"Save or not?" Yan Kuan said word by word.
"Save or not... you're crazy! That's Zhuowu Sanda Hall! We can't match them in terms of combat effectiveness, and we can't match them in terms of numbers. Why should we save them! Are you going to kneel down and beg?!" Li Xiong shook his head repeatedly.
"Yes, we will also give away people's heads when we go!" Lei Ming said with a sad face.
"No, now it's not a question of whether we can save him, but whether we can share the adversity together! If we don't follow him and get beaten up, we won't even think about spending the 50 million in the future!" Yan Kuan held on to both sides.
Fifty million!
Fifty million!
Lei Ming and Li Xiong looked at each other, with a fire rising in their eyes.
"Dry!"
The three of them exchanged glances and shouted in unison.
"Let's go! If you die, you will be a god!" Yan Kuan waved his hand violently, with a look of risk-taking.
"Wait a minute, let's buy some protective gear or something first." Lei Ming said anxiously.
"Yes, you might as well buy some protective gear."
"We agree."
The three people who hit it off immediately showed a lewd smile on their faces, and then went straight to the nearby self-service store. Because of the iron armor giant cockroach disaster, many self-service stores in the Far Eastern University of Technology sold some defensive equipment, such as leather armor locks.
Armor such as armor and exoskeleton armor, as well as knee pads, helmets and the like are common commodities.
Naturally, the three of them didn't have money to buy expensive protective gear, so they bought some knee pads, breastplates and helmets.
Originally, Yan Kuan suggested buying some weapons such as sticks, but this was rejected by Lei Ming and Li Xiong. The reason was that without weapons, the most they could do was to be punched and kicked. If they had weapons, the other party would most likely use them after taking away the weapons.
If you beat them up, then the gains outweigh the losses.
Now, what the three of them are thinking about is not how to rescue Jimu, but how to accompany Jimu to be beaten, share the hardships, and have a reason to share the 50 million in the future...
