He is from a fighting nation

In the next few days, Zhou Xiangwan held the Xinhua Dictionary and opened the door to the new world. He learned from others without a teacher, and touched the gate of Jinjiang Literature City. Wu Liang's expression became a little strange.

Is it the cold little wife?

Little white flower of bitterness?

Or the coquettish devil?

"Man, I really can't see through you. I've never seen anyone like you."

Wu Liang was out of breath, his cheeks were flushed, and he was dripping with sweat: "...shut up..."

"Persist a little longer, and you'll be fine soon."

"Enough...too fast..." Wu Liang was out of breath.

"It's already very slow."

"……I can not make it……"

"Why don't you last at all!"

Zhou Xiangwan frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "If you meet my personal trainer, it must be the worst class he has ever led."

Wu Liang: "..."

This matter started with Wu Liang agreeing to Zhou Xiangwan's duel appointment.

After getting off work a few days ago, Wu Liang was blocked by Zhou Xiangwan, but he couldn't deny it and was dragged to the gym.

Thus, a nightmare more terrifying than working overtime began.

The two treadmills were side by side, Zhou Xiangwan was at ease, Wu Liang panted like an old dog, running dizzily, and had to accept ridicule from Zhou Xiangwan from time to time.

After a few days, Wu Liang was devastated physically and mentally.On the first day, Wu Liang decided to fight Zhou Xiangwan for the 1000 meters. On the second day, he barely finished the 2000 meters. Zhou Xiangwan's face coincided with his high school physical education teacher. His old life completely broke his will.

3000 meters, run in ten minutes!

"Adjust your breathing, one two one, don't worry."

At some point, Zhou Xiangwan came to his side, holding a pot of cactus in his hand, he made a "Tota Lee Heavenly King" pose, and said, "Relax your waist and let your mind go empty."

"I want to rest."

"You dare." Zhou Xiangwan weighed the cactus.

"...you, huh, what are you doing with a cactus..."

"There are still 500 meters, Wu Liang. позадивас, покрытыешипами, (there are thorns behind you) смело (run bravely)."

Zhou Xiangwan spoke impassionedly, and raised the cactus to poke Wu Liang's ass.

Wu Liang: "Zhou Xiangwan!!!"

Wu Liang let out a loud roar, and finally lost his breath. Stars flashed in his eyes, ringing in his ears, almost suffocating, his body tilted, and he was about to fall off the treadmill.

"Hey you!"

Zhou Xiangwan hurriedly reached out to catch it, hugged Wu Liang's waist and dragged him down, laying it flat, "How is it?"

Wu Liang struggled to catch his breath, he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears on his face, his dark eyes stared at the ceiling, as if he had just been fished out of the water, his face was full of despair, and his breath was like a thread: "I want to go home."

Zhou Xiangwan thought, "With this physical fitness, it's no wonder he can't beat the robbers."

"Wu Liang," Zhou Xiangwan unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to Wu Liang, "Just now it was a warm-up, I haven't taught you the dry stuff yet. Get up."

"Do not."

Physical education class, sports meeting, and physical examination were the three shadows of Wu Liang's student days. He thought that doing a job that only required brainpower would completely get rid of them, but he never expected to meet Zhou Xiangwan, a monster.

Yesterday, after running, my body seemed to be hollowed out. When I woke up in the morning, my muscles were sore, and I wished I could die on the spot. That was the first time in Wu Liang's life that he didn't want to go to work.

"Young Master Zhou, you won." Wu Liang poured mineral water over his head, panting, "You beat me up, I can't get up." Wu Liang lay down the corpse seriously in order to prove that he was not perfunctory.

Zhou Xiangwan always thought that Wu Liang was made of steel, but he never thought that he was a waste of snacks and fat house.

"Does your leg hurt? Let me step on it for you."

Zhou Xiangwan stood up and stepped on Wu Liang's back skillfully along his muscles.

Wu Liang closed his eyes, thinking that finally came, give Zhou Xiangwan a kick, let him calm down, anyway, he doesn't want to run anymore.

"Is this strength enough?"

Wu Liang: "...um."

Wu Liang was ready to withstand Zhou Xiangwan's foot kicking Shaolin Temple, but he didn't expect to be trampled comfortably by him.

Maybe Zhou Xiangwan really wanted to fight him.

But after a few minutes.

"Zhou Xiangwan, don't step on it." Wu Liang stood up and became extremely agile, three meters away from Zhou Xiangwan.

Zhou Xiangwan was very sorry, Wu Liang's buttocks were soft and bouncy, whether touched or stepped on, the texture was excellent.

Zhou Xiangwan opened his blue eyes and said innocently, "I didn't step on your butt, but your gluteus maximus."

Wu Liang: "...you just said, what are you going to teach me?"

"Oh, let me teach you a few self-defense techniques,"

Zhou Xiangwan clapped his hands, "Come on, hit me."

"Do not……"

"Hurry up, you bastard, I'll let you."

Zhou Xiangwan's height is the height of a fighting nation, and when looking at people, he basically pointed his nostrils at Wu Liang, coupled with his natural contempt and mocking face, Wu Liang's damned desire to win was immediately aroused.

"Then I won't be polite." Wu Liang cheered up and rushed towards Zhou Xiangwan. He punched Zhou Xiangwan with his right hand, hitting Zhou Xiangwan's stomach.

"Let's go." Zhou Xiangwan grasped Wu Liang's wrist with his left hand, and pulled it in his direction. His right hand was turned into a palm and cut to Wu Liang's throat, straight to the vital point.

Wu Liang, hit the street.

"This move is called pulling first and then splitting palms. Get up, and I will hit you instead."

Wu Liang coughed lightly and managed to get up, "Aren't you beating me all the time?"

It was only then that Wu Liang discovered that in the previous fight with Zhou Xiangwan, Zhou Xiangwan really didn't fight seriously, otherwise Zhou Xiangwan would probably kneel down and beg himself... not to die.

Zhou Xiangwan said solemnly: "Under normal circumstances, I don't recommend that you fight with a knife-wielding gangster. But if it really happened, there is nothing you can do. When you have no strength, someone rushes at you with a knife. Don't run because you'll show him your back."

"First of all, your psychological preparation is - don't treat him as a human being, and do whatever you want. Seeing a judge is better than seeing a forensic doctor, right?"

Zhou Xiangwan put his index finger and middle finger together, pretending to be a knife, and stabbed Wu Liang's abdomen. Wu Liang imitated what Zhou Xiangwan did just now, first holding Zhou Xiangwan's wrist, and then slashing his throat.

"Very good." Zhou Xiangwan was very touched, "Do you know how to pick your eyes?"

Wu Liang recalled the plot of martial arts novels, solemnly bent his fingers into the shape of eagle claws, and made a curved "yeah".

"Wrong." Zhou Xiangwan stretched out his hand and wrapped Wu Liang's fingers together, "Look, if you are caught and someone else folds back, both of your fingers will be useless."

Zhou Xiangwan expressed concern about Wu Liang's actual combat level, "If someone chokes your neck, if you do it from the front, put your hands upwards and use your thumbs to gouge his eyes hard. I call this "two black eyes", don't worry about it. , anyway, I'm sure I can get you out of prison."

Wu Liang: "... Is our duel going to be this intense?"

"Ah?!" Zhou Xiangwan almost forgot about it, and said: "Let me just say that you haven't reached the level where I want to pinch you. If you are a weak chicken, you can kick one by one..."

Wu Liang: "...Oh."

Zhou Xiangwan walked around behind Wu Liang and hugged him gently, "I just said the frontal situation. If someone restrains you from behind, the easiest way is to step on his feet first, then bend down. At this time, there will be a gap between you." There is a gap, you turn your head, grab his hair, and press your knee against his crotch."

"Anyway, the trick is to switch the battlefield from the back to the front. Don't be afraid, beat him like you hit me in the face!"

Wu Liang asked, "Can this method defeat you?"

Zhou Xiangwan thought about it seriously, and said, "No, because you can't step on my feet at all."

As Zhou Xiangwan said, he jumped onto Wu Liang's back on his toes, crossed his legs and wrapped them around Wu Liang's waist, wrapped one hand around Wu Liang's neck from behind, and pressed Wu Liang's head from the side with the other hand.

"This is an upgraded version of the Brazilian strangulation technique," Zhou Xiangwan leaned close to Wu Liang's ear, and whispered, "I call him the Love Lock of Three Lives Three Worlds. It's hard to break free, how hard is it? Suppose you gave him If I feed you, I can die for the rest of my life! Moreover, if I use all my strength at this time, you will be unconscious within ten seconds without any accidents."

"Come down!" Wu Liang suffocated for breath, his legs trembled, and he felt that he was going to rush to the street again in the next second.

Zhou Xiangwan was like a mountain weighing on Wu Liang, without realizing it, he said, "Generally speaking, you have to fall backwards and hit me with your own weight."

Hearing this, Wu Liang couldn't wait to fall down. The two hugged each other and fell on the mat. The mat trembled and there was a bang.

"Then, twist your waist."

Zhou Xiangwan relaxed his grip slightly, and the two of them hugged each other and rolled around on the red soft cushion. Finally, Wu Liang successfully turned around in his arms, and pressed his knee against a mysterious part between Zhou Xiangwan's legs ——It turned out to be the death of children and grandchildren!

Zhou Xiangwan turned over abruptly, pressed on Wu Liang, and chuckled, "You're a fast learner." Wu Liang gasped for breath, and raised his legs again, but Zhou Xiangwan suppressed them, and turned to both sides.

Zhou Xiangwan booked the entire gym. At this time, the empty practice field echoed with the intertwined breathing of the two, which sounded very ambiguous.Wu Liang's hands were grabbed by Zhou Xiangwan, and they were completely suppressed under him, unable to move.

He stared at Zhou Xiangwan's heavy eyes, and suddenly felt afraid.

Wu Liang didn't think he was very attractive, but Zhou Xiangwan was not taboo between men and women, he had always been very unscrupulous, and his behavior was very strange recently, and he rented out the entire gym.

What do you want to do?

"Let go." Wu Liang stared at Zhou Xiangwan, his eyes were flushed, the sweat on his face was still wet, and he was wet and sexy.

"Don't let go." Zhou Xiangwan curled his mouth, blinked his crow-feather eyelashes, and said slowly: "There is one last trick, Siberia Shengtianba! When he is restrained like this, hit him with his forehead, Bump your nose, or your jaw."

After Zhou Xiangwan finished speaking, he didn't let go of his hand. On the contrary, he held his breath even harder. He held his breath and seemed to see Wu Liang in the snowy day in his previous life. pity.

Wu Liang's Adam's apple twitched, and said, "Zhou Xiangwan, in 5 minutes, my friend will pick me up."

friend?Zhou Xiangwan thought in his heart, "It should be Du Feng, right?"

Thinking of it this way, an unknown fire arose. Zhou Xiangwan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Don't you also have a reaction? Tell your friend not to come, okay?"

Wu Liang took a deep breath and said, "Okay. Let me go, I'll make a call."

As soon as Zhou Xiangwan heard it, he knew it was to coax him. Sure enough, as soon as he let go, Wu Liang kicked him, and ran staggeringly to the dressing room. Zhou Xiangwan clutched his stomach when he heard the door slam. a sound.

Zhou Xiangwan knelt on the ground and slapped himself suddenly.

Has self-control been fed to Qian Meng? ?Now, Wu Liang definitely didn't want to go out with him again.

Zhou Xiangwan stood up and walked quietly to the locker room. He heard Wu Liang on the phone inside, speaking very softly, but the gym was too quiet.