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For the past few days, Fu Fengliu came to harass Gu Zhixin every day, leaving behind a lot of money, but Gu Zhixin was not polite to him, and took all the money to pay for the wine.

Gu Zhixin was not a cold and hard-hearted person, and gradually he stopped speaking harshly to each other, and the scholar put his nose on his face and learned to use his hands and feet.

Every time the scholar stretched out his hand to pinch Gu Zhixin's butt, he would be kicked away, and sometimes he would fall to the ground like a bastard when he was kicked too hard.

"It's really springy and strong."

Gu Zhixin couldn't get bored after hearing this.

Whenever Gu Zhixin waved away, the scholar would ouch like a big girl, "I won't help you up..."

For the past few days, Gu Zhixin had something in her mind, but she didn't know what it was, and felt even more uncomfortable, so when she saw someone setting up a martial arts competition, she wanted to go up and compete.

The big man on the stage was very strong, his body was muscular and his face was hideous, and there were whisperers in the audience, but no one dared to go on stage.Of course Gu Zhixin was not afraid, she lifted a corner of her clothes and tied it around her waist, just about to go on stage with Qinggong, she heard a burst of booing, and saw Fu Fengliu crawling up the stage like a stray dog ​​urinating.

Fu Fengliu struggled to climb up the stage, and he didn't forget to stretch out his hand to straighten the two strands of hair on his sideburns, and shook the folding fan vigorously. The big man looked at Fu Fengliu, whose waist was no thicker than his own arm, and laughed heartily.

"Young master, let's get off the stage quickly. If you really want to compete, it's okay to lose. Don't die on this stage."

After the big man finished speaking, the audience roared with laughter, Fu Fengliu pretended to be the voice of the audience to shout hello to him, closed his fan and saluted with fists in both hands, and walked towards the big man as soon as he got up.Fu Fengliu had never practiced martial arts before, so the big man picked up his small body and fell, swung it three times and was pinned to the ground with his arms cut backwards, only to hear a bang and his hand bones were broken.The big man didn't have any strength, but he also knew not to overdo it, so he let go.

Fu Fengliu was let go, with one hand hanging by his side, and he could still laugh at this moment, stretched out his unbroken hand to reach the lower body of the big man, and smiled instantly.

"The inside and outside are different, too small and too small."

Hearing this, the big man saw the people under the stage making jokes, immediately raised his eyes, raised his fist and hit the scholar in the face, the scholar was knocked to the ground again, but he didn't say a word.

Standing under the stage, Gu Zhixin's brows became tighter and tighter. He wanted to go up to the stage a few times, but he was suppressed by himself. He tried hard on his feet, but he never got on the stage. He didn't fly up until Fu Fengliu was thrown off the stage. .

Gu Zhixin has always been measured, and has never really hurt anyone in a martial arts competition, but this time, perhaps because of too much depression in his heart, he struck with hatred and heavy blows. The big man who hit him knelt down and begged for mercy, hugging Gu Zhixin's thigh and kowtowed.

Gu Zhixin raised his leg and kicked, the big man smashed down the stage, everyone scattered, and he fell to the ground, and the teeth of the people on the ground were knocked out, the eye sockets were cracked, and nosebleeds were all over his face.

Gu Zhixin didn't ask for any silver either, so she flew off the stage, picked up Fu Fengliu who was still lying on the ground, and flew away.

Fu Fengliu was carried by Gu Zhixin on his shoulders and flew around, his head was so dizzy that he almost vomited, and he kept yelling to go to the inn, to the inn!

Gu Zhixin took money from Fu Fengliu, asked for a room, carried Fu Fengliu upstairs and threw him on the bed, then sat on the side with a dark face and did not speak.

Fu Fengliu's face was swollen like a pig's head from the beating, but he still had to put on a flirtatious posture. He never left his fan, and the broken wrist was still hanging weakly, and he had already begun to get tired of Gu Zhixin.

"I know you can't bear to see me being bullied, how about I tell you about my past?"

Gu Zhixin didn't care about the scholar's injuries and pushed him aside.

"You asked for it! What can a poor scholar do, don't listen!"

Unwilling to give up, Fu Fengliu walked over, "Then tell me about your past."

Gu Zhixin won the scholar's face, and he said with a smile, "It's enough for you and me to know each other, but it's not necessary to have a heart-to-heart relationship."

The scholar waved his broken wrist with a swollen face, the hand hanging on his arm was painful to think about, but there was a hint of coquettishness on the scholar's bruised face.

"You don't need to talk to each other, you can just have sex with your body, and if your hand is broken, you won't be delayed in doing things, but you have to be gentle."