Warriors

"Master Zhou, Master Feng." Zhao Zhou walked all the way, returned the courtesy, and sat at the main table.The tablemates are basically Huajin masters, and Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai, two great Danjin masters, also sit in this row.

Also waited until 2 minutes, just after eight o'clock.

"Everyone, please!" Zhao Zhou waved his hands and toasted.There was also the sound of opera on the stage, and the disciples of each school performed their own programs one by one in order.

It's just that there are quite a lot of geniuses among the disciples of the sects. In addition to singing and singing, there are also magic tricks and sketches. The whole thing is the same as the New Year's Eve Gala.

"it is good!"

When it comes to laughing in sketch cross talk, or singing opera well, everyone applauds loudly and applauds.

"That's my disciple, he plays the dragon and the phoenix with one hand!" Or an old Baguazhang boxer, seeing his disciple performing martial arts on the stage, he also brags with his old friends at the same table for a long time.

The disciples who didn't sign up for the program, heard the praise from the seniors, or saw the "encouraging" eyes of their masters, or wanted to show their faces in front of the seniors, and then signed up one by one. Let Yang Long arrange it for them.

"Come on, masters." Zhao Zhou's table was also very lively, toasting each other, and occasionally commenting on a disciple with several big boxers, making the performance disciples happy for a long time when they heard the news.After getting off the stage, he hurried over to toast, wanting to have a drink with the seniors.

"Excuse me, excuse me..." The backyard has been busy with cooking, and all kinds of dishes, with tastes from all over the world, are served one by one by the disciples.

In particular, everyone is practicing martial arts, eats a lot, and watching the show, walks back and forth from time to time, toasting to Zhao Zhou's table.

Until nearly twelve o'clock in the evening, the meals on the tables did not stop. When one plate was cold, it was returned to the heat, and another plate was served after eating.

"It's twelve o'clock soon, you ask Yang Long to take a few good disciples who just sang to get firecrackers." Zhao Zhou had drunk comfortably today, and asked Wu Yunlong to put down his chopsticks to run errands.

Wu Yunlong didn't say anything, he took two steps, but he didn't go through the main entrance, but avoided the lantern hanging on the wall, and turned over the courtyard wall suddenly.

"Okay!" I don't know which boxer was too drunk, and he took Wu Yunlong as a disciple of the show, and clapped his hands twice.

And it was also at this time when the Chinese New Year was approaching, when all the boxers were slightly drunk and bragging to each other, and the atmosphere was lively and lively.

Near the farthest position, the middle-aged leader among the original Dongying people, that is, Takeda Kakuei suddenly stood up, the blood in his body was tumbling, and he shouted at Zhao Zhou from afar: "Mr. Zhao!"

A burst of shouting, like a lion's thunderous roar, overwhelmed everyone's conversation, and the scene fell silent.

When Zhao Zhou heard about it, he followed suit and saw that the drinks at Kakuei Takeda's table hadn't been touched at all, as if they had closed their eyes and rested their minds for the past four hours.

"Mr. Zhao!" Seeing Zhao Zhou looking over, Takeda Kakuei also took out a document from his companion, looked at each other with disdain and said: "This is a life and death certificate established according to your tradition. How dare you sign it?" Next, will you fight me on that platform?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the stage in the middle of the courtyard, not afraid of the disgusting gazes from the surroundings who were disturbed by the atmosphere, and even less afraid of all the boxers attacking it together.

Because the Dongying people all have a samurai spirit, and they regard this kind of courage to go to the meeting alone as a kind of belief, which is used for worship and pursuit.

Similarly, the boxers will turn their anger back to anger, but they will not bully the few with more.

When Zhao Zhou heard Takeda Kakuei's words, the conversation and laughter with Liu Mubai and others faded away, and he didn't wait for the boxers to say anything, he suddenly looked for food like a cheetah, and turned into a demon.

There was a sound of "huh", and everyone felt a black shadow flash past. Zhao Zhou stood up and came to Takeda Kakuei in an instant. After reacting to the prepared arm just now, he made a backhand advance, and there was another 'click'.

Takeda Kakuei couldn't react at all, his chest collapsed completely as if hit by the corner of a large truck, blood spattered all over the body of his companion behind him.

"It's just a Dongying person who holds his heart. Under the etiquette, I will give you face and toast you a glass of thin wine. I never thought... You really think of yourself as a human being." Zhao Zhou held his neck with one hand and heard He hadn't lost his breath yet, and he grabbed it again violently, crushing his windpipe, cutting off all his vitality, and threw his body out of the yard with another throw.

At the same time, just as the sound of dead bodies falling outside the courtyard was heard, Zhao Zhou took the pen and paper from his frightened companion, swept it slightly, signed the certificate of life and death, and returned to the main table, "Throw them away!" out of the village."

"Yes!" The disciples came back to their senses and dragged the frightened Dongying people out like they were dragging dead people.

"Why did someone die?" At this time, Wu Yunlong also just walked into the courtyard with a smile. Seeing such a quiet scene, and hearing what the boxer next to him said, he suddenly became half sober. unlucky.

But when he saw the quiet and dull atmosphere in the courtyard, he still thought about it. Suddenly, his thoughts flashed, and he suddenly started a conversation: "It's Chinese New Year, it's booming!"

"Yeah, the Chinese New Year is going to be prosperous!" Someone understood and got up and yelled.

"Master Wu is right!" An old boxer got up and clasped his fists around, pointing to the surrounding scenery and the pool of blood in the corner, saying: "The firecrackers are fire, and the blood is red. The eaves are hung with colorful lights, and the stage lights! It's the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, and it's booming, with lights and festoons. This year, this year is all over!"

"That's right, this year's trip is worth it!" All the boxers said hello to Zhao Zhou when they heard such a figurative metaphor. They looked at Zhao Zhou and toasted together.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's time, let's set off firecrackers!" When the disciples saw that it was twelve o'clock in the evening, and saw Wu Yunlong's eyes, they also lit firecrackers. fire.

And Zhao Zhou was also sipping a little wine, watching the re-enactment of opera, listening to congratulations from all directions, the sound of firecrackers, and being slightly drunk, he closed his eyes slightly, suddenly his mind was empty, and he was at ease.

First some questions.

No single chapter has been published.

Just after typing the words, I made something casually, ate and ate, and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, looking at the hundred and ten chapters and talking about it, thinking about it, and after smoking a few cigarettes, let's talk about it after thinking about it.

In fact, I have thought about answering many of the questions discussed in this chapter.

But Shua Shua finished typing a hundred or ten characters, and after thinking about it, I felt that what I said was right or wrong, whether it was black or white, it seemed that it would offend others.Then all of them were deleted, and for a while, holding a cigarette, watching the flickering fire, staring at the palm-sized screen in a daze.

Because the answer is stronger, or weaker.My character as an author is not flattering, not only will offend friends who inquire, but also make readers who read it uncomfortable.

Fair enough, right? , Between the lines, black and white plus a fucking expression, it is difficult to reflect the meaning of being neither humble nor overbearing, like a literati.

But if it is said that this respect is not respect, does the author have a heart of awe?There are only a few hundred crosses in my answer, and none of my friends are gods. They can see the doorway thousands of miles away and along the network cable.

Who knows whether I am gnashing my teeth, holding the steel knife in my hand, or sighing and thinking, and I can't leave the cigarette.

I can only say that I have written all my thoughts in the book, and I really don't have the time to do some crooked ways.

Similarly, I will offend many friends if I post something that I don't even understand.

But logically speaking, if you don't cause trouble, don't be afraid of trouble, nothing will happen naturally.He who can love and hate others is a righteous man.

But I don't even know who I am.I often listen to the words of the older generation, and the most memorable one is, if you want to be fair, turn it upside down.

That's it too - heart to heart.

The same is true, I have also studied that text, but I don’t know how many years have passed by, and I don’t know what it is about except for one topic that I still remember.

Also, to be honest.

After I posted this article, some friends thought it was like a stand-alone cross talk, some friends thought the author was weak, some friends thought the author was a pretty good person, and some friends read it in a cloud of fog, at a loss as to what the green hills were like. place.

There are also friends who think oops, this author is quite angry, he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he just finished a single chapter!I can't bear it, I'm going to fuck him even if I stay up late tonight!

but,

All I can say is that this single chapter is actually a joke.Read it in a different tone, it's smooth and full of jokes.Not only can it make you laugh, but it can also make you young.

especially.I have lived for so many years, I have asked myself, and when I go out, I am in awe of everyone.

Also like the book said, no matter what, the etiquette is Zhou Zheng.

I also always understand that people are taller than mountains, and legs are longer than roads.

In your own words, express your thoughts.