one punch

Dou Tianxiao turned his eyes away, closed his eyes tightly, hot and humid tears rushed out suddenly, and let out a difficult and dry gasp in his throat.

Ye Xi screamed high-pitched on the opposite side of him, the ending was shrill and trembling with fear.

At the most thrilling moment, Dou Tianxiao's thoughts and breathing stopped, and his wrist retracted reflexively.

"Boom—" a loud noise exploded in his ears, just like the sound of his uncle chopping a big bone.

Dou Tianxiao felt the table under his head vibrate violently, his ears were "buzzing", and he couldn't hear the sound at all. It took him a while to realize that the pain had not been transmitted to his brain through the nerves, and that it was tightly fastened to his brain. The arm at the nape of the neck appeared to be loose.

He let out a breath of air, then moved his fingers, and found that all five were sentient.

Dou Tianxiao opened his eyes suddenly, and first saw the heavy and sharp bone-chopping knife standing in front of him, the blade was deeply embedded in the table, leaving a gap half a finger wide.

When he raised his head, he saw the twisted black face and a strange and tall middle-aged man.

The latter did not know when it appeared, he had already clasped Heimian's right hand behind his back.

Hei Lian turned around, raised his leg and swept towards the man's waist, the middle-aged man held Hei Lian's calf with one hand, turned around with a graft, raised his right leg and gently touched Hei Lian's knee, almost barely With little effort, Hei Lian was knocked to the ground.

Seeing this, the two minions who were pressing Ye Xi on the opposite side rushed forward immediately. The middle-aged man raised his hand and elbowed one of the minions, screaming loudly, covering his chin, and backing up again and again.

The one with a non-local accent was hit with an uppercut as soon as he went up, his eyelids were crooked, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

He looked at the bright red blood in his palm in shock, as if he couldn't believe it. He raised his hand and wiped it several times in the middle of the crowd. Nosebleeds still kept coming out of his nostrils. The bridge of his nose seemed to be broken. perception.

Hei Lian picked up another beer bottle from nowhere and threw it at the middle-aged man's head. Dou Tianxiao's pupils suddenly dilated. It flew in from outside the door and hit the beer bottle in Heimian's hand with precision.

With a "bang", the wine bottle shattered, and the splashed glass slag hit Dou Tianxiao's leg.

There was only a thumb-length bottle left in Heimian's hand.

Everyone's eyes gathered outside the door in unison. A very tall boy stood at the door with one hand in his pocket and called Dad. In his right hand was an old man who often held a plate in his hand. health ball.

Dou Tianxiao guessed that the thing that flew in from the outside just now should be another healthcare ball.

The war paused briefly for two seconds, and the black face raised the bottle in his hand and pointed it at the back of the middle-aged man's neck.

At the critical moment, the second healthcare ball turned into a bolt of lightning, tearing through the air, and hitting Hei Lian's wrist straight.

Dou Tianxiao almost heard the sound of bones cracking.

The health ball is solid, even glass can be smashed in an instant, let alone the wrist...

Hei Lian's expression suddenly twisted, he knelt down on the ground in pain, held his wrist with one hand, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably—his wrist felt a heart-piercing pain after a short period of numbness, and the snot Tears welled up at once.

At the same time, the war outside had come to an end, and my uncle was lying on the ground panting heavily. He had never been so tired in all these years of running a shop, and felt that his heart and lungs had reached the limit that his body could bear.

Pan Xufeng straightened up unsteadily in the victor's stance, pushing aside the crowd.

The tall boy standing at the door felt the tsunami-like yelling from the people behind him suddenly stop, and then turned his head, blocking the fist that was waving towards him in the blink of an eye.

He twisted down hard, changed hands and slashed at Pan Xufeng's elbow. The latter screamed "Ai ai ai" and half-kneeled on the ground, "My arm, arm, arm is going to break, broken!"

Pan Xufeng's facial features were distorted, and he grinned, as if trying to separate his arms!

Seeing this situation, several of them immediately rushed to die with deep affection.

Dou Tianxiao and Ye Xi hadn't recovered from the fear just now, their eyes widened and they froze in place, completely losing the ability to react on the spot.

I saw that the young man knocked the person to the ground with one heavy punch, and another punch came out, and the other's nosebleed rushed out. The power was unbelievable, as if what was thrown was not a fist, but a big lump. Stone.

In less than half a minute, Pan Xufeng and several of his subordinates collapsed to the ground in tears, and finally fled in embarrassment.

"Are you okay?" The middle-aged man patted Dou Tianxiao on the shoulder, and at this moment, uncle and aunt also rushed in in a panic.

Dou Tianxiao shook his head instinctively, his legs were still trembling, he calmed down for a while before he pulled away from the fear of being chopped off, and whispered: "Thank you just now."

"You're welcome, as long as you are not injured." The middle-aged man helped up the table and chairs on the ground, and asked casually, "What happened to that wave of people just now?"

In fact, he had already asked passers-by when he was watching just now, but he was not ashamed to ask directly, "Did those people press for debts?"

"The debtor is not our family..." Ye Xi suddenly realized something, rubbed his swollen neck, and stopped talking.

Dou Tianxiao's throat tightened.

The boy standing beside him bent down and picked up the health ball on the ground, looked at it, and returned it to his father, with only slight cracks on it.

The middle-aged man took the health ball and circled it twice, "Then why did you come here?"

Ye Xi glanced at Dou Tianxiao, but didn't answer.

Like a child who made a mistake, Dou Tianxiao clasped his knuckles, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Because my dad gave someone a guarantee, that person ran away without paying, and my dad also ran away. They're here for my dad."

"Oh—" the middle-aged man dragged out the end of his voice, hesitant to speak.

Seeing the end of the good show, the theatergoers dispersed, my uncle hurried into the room and lifted up chairs for the two of them to sit down, while my aunt poured warm water for them very attentively, and kept thanking her, "It was so wonderful just now." Thank you very much."

"It's all right," the middle-aged man took a sip of warm water, "Then why didn't you call the police since you couldn't find anyone? It has nothing to do with you."

My aunt moved a chair and sat across from him, and talked about the ins and outs of the whole thing eloquently.

Dou Tianxiao raised his eyes and glanced at the young man who was protecting him in the chaos just now.

The young man has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, two sword eyebrows raised slightly upwards, and the brow bone protrudes slightly when viewed from the side, making the eyes appear deeper. He has not spoken since he sat down, and there is no expression on his face. With any expression, the whole person is like a sculpture, sitting upright with a calm expression.

He is at least 1.9, close to [-] meters, and his legs are too slender, which makes the normal-sized chair look particularly small.

His fingers also seem to be a bit longer than normal, and the tip of his index finger tapped silently on his knee, as if he was accompaniment to the music in his head, or as if he was waiting for the end of the conversation, in short, he didn’t seem to be listening carefully chat.

The other party seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly raised his eyelids, looking at Dou Tianxiao.

Dou Tianxiao looked away instantly.

During the conversation, Dou Tianxiao found out that the middle-aged man who made the first move was Yu Qian, a retired boxing coach, and his son Yu Qingji was a freshman this year and was a boxer.

No wonder the speed and strength of the punches are higher than ordinary people, and a fist punch looks like reinforced concrete.

When talking about his son, Coach Yu had a look of pride on his face.

When Dou Tianxiao heard this, he unconsciously glanced at Yu Qingji's hands. There were traces of wearing half-fingered gloves all year round on the knuckles of his fingers.

He started boxing at the age of 12 and has won numerous awards. Not long ago, he won the first prize in a provincial boxing competition...

When Dou Tianxiao thought of the way Yu Qingji beat those gangsters to pieces just now, his heart almost went crazy. Isn't 12 years old the age I am now, so it must be too late to start practicing boxing now!

His originally hazy life path suddenly became clear at this moment.

Yu Qian also felt from his uncle's explanation that the relationship between Dou Tianxiao and his son basically existed in name only, so he raised his eyebrows and comforted him: "Son, don't worry too much, your father's debts are his business. There are some legal clauses on father’s debt repayment, they can’t force you to do anything, if they squat in front of the store and refuse to leave in the future, you can call me and I will have a good talk with them.”

As he spoke, he handed Dou Tianxiao a golden business card.

Dou Tianxiao took it with both hands like a treasure, "You opened a gym on Yangxi Street?!"

Yangxi Street is the main street of the town next door. The location is very good. It is not far from the Cultural Palace. He used to pass by when he accompanied Jiang Ran to the Cultural Palace to practice Sanda, but it seems that he has never seen this gym. It must be recently. Recently opened.

"Well, it's only four or five kilometers away from here. The new store will open soon, and there will be free experience courses. You can come and have fun when you have time." Yu Qian picked up his cup and took a sip of tea.

Everyone smiled and echoed this kind of polite words, but they didn't take it seriously. Only Dou Tianxiao looked at Yu Qian with burning eyes, "Then can I practice boxing with you?"

"Want to learn boxing?" Coach Yu looked him up and down, "Of course."

My aunt got up and put on an apron and said, "It's time for dinner, why don't you stay for lunch."

"Oh no, no, no, I came here to find some relatives to do something." Coach Yu raised his hand and looked at the time, "Yo, it's already twelve o'clock before you know it, let's go first— another day Come and play when you have time."

The latter words were obviously addressed to Dou Tianxiao, who nodded excitedly.

Yu Qingji's bottomless eyes moved, and a faint, ambiguous smile appeared on his impenetrable face.