The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

Next, the climbing atmosphere in the team became a little weird.

Many people looked at Meng Lang like a warrior from time to time.

Hu Yifei was even more shocked by Meng Lang.

At that time, Master Yan was a master of punching and kicking in the black and white circles on Chang'an Street. Both black and white had to respectfully call him "big brother".

This is probably the first time in so many years that someone has stared back at me. Looking at his expression just now, he must have been confused...

Fortunately, Yan Weiwei was present and there was something else to do today, otherwise she would have wanted to relax on the spot.

This brother is so brave...

Meng Lang, however, was there as an old god, admiring the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers along the way, as if he didn't take what had just happened to his heart at all.

Lin Haitang couldn't help but leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Is there something going on between you and Mr. Yan?"

"Well! It can be said that the old hatred has not been resolved, and new hatred has been added."

"Uh... But after all, you've only met twice?"

Meet once and make a grudge? What efficiency is this?

Meng Lang looked at her and spread his hands helplessly.

"Alas! Life is so wonderful sometimes, love and hate can happen in an instant."

Lin Haitang was speechless.

She couldn't hear the pun in Meng Lang's words, she just felt that his love and hate were a bit hasty...

"Then should we respect the old and respect the young? After all, he is also Weiwei's father."

"Respecting the old and loving the young depends on the person he is with. He is a combination of old people turning bad and bad people turning old. Don't be deceived by his kind-hearted appearance."

"How do you know?" Lin Haitang looked at him strangely.

How do I know? Exchange it for your life's happiness! So you have the right to know...

Meng Lang complained in his heart.

"You don't know, I am a person who can read people's faces very accurately."

"Looking at faces? So after 'anti-reconnaissance', you have a new talent?"

Materialist Lin Haitang rolled his eyes.

"Well...this is the benefit of reading more."

Because he didn't want to miss any more exciting content, Xiao Yu next to him had been eavesdropping on the conversation between the two, and he became interested.

"Uncle, please help me see what I look like?"

"You..."

Meng Lang glanced at the little girl and said cheerfully.

"When Xiao Yu grows up... she will definitely be someone who wants to subvert the world!"

"Ah? Uncle, what you said is too exaggerated, isn't it? How can you tell?" Xiao Yu touched her little face.

It's become a bit rounder recently, but it doesn't seem like there are any peculiar features of the bones?

"Eh? Xiaoyu, haven't you heard the lyrics? 'You know~ Even if heavy rain turns this city upside down'..."

Xiaoyu: "..."

Lin Haitang: "..."

Does light rain grow up and become heavy rain?

Here we go again, uncle’s cold joke...

"Isn't this joke funny?"

"Haha!" The person involved smiled in a dignified manner, and then rolled his eyes.

"Uncle, what do you and your sister look like?"

Meng Lang was stunned, then turned to look at Lin Haitang, looked at her carefully, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

"well!"

"What's wrong? I don't look good?" Lin Haitang touched his face.

"It's nothing, I just lament how unfair fate is, why I am so sad and sick, but you are so beautiful..."

Lin Haitang: "..."

Xiaoyu was stunned.

Although she was very proud to praise her sister, she still couldn't help but pout.

"Uncle, you are going too far! When I grew up, I was like the heavy rain, but my sister was like the beauty of the country? You are too partial!"

Sure enough, cuteness is not worth mentioning in front of beauty?

Lin Haitang turned his head, his face burning.

I am so sad and sick, and you are so beautiful...

She had seen the Red Mansion, so she naturally knew who said these words to whom.

The hint is a bit obvious...Does this count as another confession?

She really couldn't resist the Chinese-language method of flirting with girls...

Meng Lang looked at the two people's reactions.

Well, they obviously didn't get the point of this sentence.

This vaccination is a waste...

"Ouch~Ouch~"

At this moment, a faint groan of pain suddenly came from the front of the team.

Not long after, I saw four people walking down the mountain. One of them was a medical staff member wearing a red cross armband. The other two looked like they were also climbers. They were helping a wounded person in the middle to go down with difficulty.

The wounded man's arm was simply fixed with a bandage and a few bamboo boards. He looked in pain, and it looked like his arm was broken.

"What are you..."

"Alas! Fists and feet have no eyes, I am willing to admit defeat!"

Seeing Yan Feng's inquiry, one of the climbers who was supporting the injured sighed. Apparently he didn't want to say anything more. He cupped his hands and hurried down the mountain with the injured.

Everyone was a little silent when they saw the miserable condition of the man.

No need to ask, it must be that Li Lei's handiwork again.

This is definitely a strong enemy!

And quite dangerous!

Xiaoyu looked worried, "Uncle, will Sister Weiwei be okay?"

Seeing such a scene, she truly realized that this trip was not really about sightseeing.

Meng Lang frowned.

At first, he thought it was Yan Weiwei who was too stubborn and refused to admit defeat that caused the serious injury, but he didn't expect that Li Lei had such a style.

You are so cruel, does Han Meimei know?

"Don't worry, if it doesn't work, let your sister sue him!"

"But didn't they all sign the life and death certificate?" Xiao Yu was puzzled.

"Let me tell you secretly that the law does not allow citizens to gamble with their own life rights. Contracts based on illegal content have no legal effect." Meng Lang said seriously.

Lin Haitang gave Meng Lang a helpless look.

He was right, the life and death certificate did not have legal effect, but didn't the climbers who signed it know that?

But it was more of a sense of ceremony. If you were really injured, this life and death certificate would prove that everyone was in a fair competition and voluntarily bore the consequences.

If you really can't afford to lose and sue, then do you still want the reputation of Twelve Road Tan Legs?

If a person in the world of martial arts loses his reputation, he will disappear from the world of martial arts.

At least Yan Feng, who cherishes feathers, would never do this...

Soon, everyone came to the next arena.

The one who "guards the mountain" here is the Seven-Star Mantis Fist, but the best fighter has just gone down the mountain for treatment. Yan Weiwei once again won easily.

Everyone continued to climb the mountain.

An hour later...

"Are you okay? I told you not to come, but you have to follow."

Hu Yifei rubbed his calf and calf with a helpless expression to relieve her fatigue.

"I never knew this road would be so difficult."

Da Lang sat on a piece of bluestone and pursed his dry lips, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Sister, have a cup of tea."

Hu Yifei looked at the disposable paper cup handed over in surprise.

"The mint herbal tea prepared by uncle can clear away heat and quench thirst." Xiaoyu grinned.

"Thank you, little sister! You're so good!" Big Wave was instantly cute, and he took the water glass with twinkling eyes.

Hu Yifei turned around and saw that the big backpack Fan Shigang was carrying had been opened, and Meng Lang was taking out things one by one.

Bread, biscuits, chocolate, uh... what the hell are melon seeds?

Do you really think we are here to climb a mountain?

The location where everyone is at this time is a competition point located halfway up the mountain, and there is a pavilion for people to rest next to it.

Thanks to Li Lei, Meng Lang and his party had to make some short repairs here.

Because the "mountain defenders" here have been beaten to the point where they can no longer fight, all members have given up and went down the mountain. Therefore, they must wait for the next climber to come up and then have a fight before the winner can continue going up.

Just looking at the former "mountain guard" team who helped each other down the mountain with bruises and swollen faces, Meng Lang could imagine how tough the other party was.

I guess I wanted to start a wheel battle, but the group was wiped out...

Although Li Lei was a bit heavy-handed, in a sense, he was opening the way for them, making them lose many "strong opponents"?

Meng Lang took a nice sip of herbal tea and looked at Xiao Yu who was going around handing out water and snacks to everyone, and couldn't help feeling a little strange...

"I said, isn't Xiaoyu's physical strength a bit too good?"

Although he and Lin Haitang were not martial arts practitioners, they still exercised regularly and were not exhausted after climbing for more than an hour.

But ordinary people like Da Lang, who are obviously pampered on weekdays, can't hold on.

Because Xiao Yu is young, he should be at least in the same state as Da Lang at this time.

"Maybe it's because I often do housework. I have good physical strength and excellent sports scores. I heard that I even won the championship in the long-distance running competition in the school sports meeting." Lin Haitang said with a smile.

"Well……"

Is an all-round genius so scary?

No wonder he was the first to master brain overclocking. Maybe this is not an accident?

Is it possible that this ability must be more easily mastered by a genius with comprehensive development of "moral, intellectual, physical, artistic, and physical skills"?

When Meng Lang touched his chin and thought.

However, Yan Weiwei spent a long time in front of a pillar of the pavilion, carefully examining it, and even touched it with her hand.

"Weiwei, what are you looking at?" Lin Haitang handed over a cup of herbal tea.

"Here... there is a fist mark. It looks like it was left just now."

Lin Haitang looked at the pillar. There was indeed a light mark on it. The color of the surrounding wood was very new, as if it had just been left there not long ago.

Yan Feng came over after hearing this and used his finger to indicate the depth of the fist mark.

Then he patted the pillar again, listened to the sound, and judged the hardness of the pillar, with a serious look on his face.

"He is a master. This kind of strength cannot be achieved by ordinary people. I am afraid it is probably left behind by Li Lei in the last competition."

Everyone came around curiously.

After all, the "impression" Li Lei left on everyone along the way was a little too profound.

“Bajiquan emphasizes ‘no fight, no fight, just one blow’, and it is an extremely ferocious boxing technique.

But it is a combination of strength and softness, and a combination of virtuality and reality. If Li Lei can deliver such a punch, he may have integrated the strength of muscles and bones and reached the peak of Mingjin.

Judging from his physique, his energy, blood, muscles and bones are also in peak condition. What's even more frightening is that he has a lot of actual combat experience, and he can attack ruthlessly without any scruples.

This person...should not be underestimated!

Not surprisingly, I am afraid he will be one of the strong contenders for the summit this time! "

After Yan Feng finished speaking, he glanced at Yan Weiwei, with a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.

Meng Lang nodded.

He quite recognized Yan Feng's judgment regarding matters rather than people.

Yan Weiwei stopped at ninth, but the book didn't say what rank Li Lei reached. Maybe "nothing unexpected", this guy might be the original "Guanzhong Hero"...

"This Li Lei is too ruthless and has offended so many people. Does he really have any scruples?" Junior Sister Kong asked with some confusion.

Although this Jianghu circle respects strength, it is also a human society, and it is important to keep a line in life so that we can meet each other easily in the future.

You've offended everyone to death. Even if you reach the top, aren't you afraid of being squeezed out by your peers and wearing small shoes?

"I heard that Master Li of Bajiquan was also a genius when he was young and had outstanding strength. However, when he was competing with others, he was severely injured in the heart and lungs. Since then, the root of the disease has been left and his strength has been greatly reduced.

Fortunately, his master betrothed his childhood sweetheart's daughter to another talented disciple who was valued.

As a result, Master Li's temperament changed drastically and he became surly.

When his disciples competed with others, they were always cruel and merciless. "

Everyone suddenly realized that this was the case!

Another classic case where hateful people must be pitiable...

"Being ruthless is one thing, but it may not be a climbing strategy of the other party." Meng Lang touched his chin.

"What do you say?" Yan Weiwei looked over.

“According to the rules, the defender not only has to face the challengers coming up from the mountain, but also the losers coming down from the mountain.

The higher you go, the more intense the competition becomes. Even if you reach the top, the challenges will continue and become stronger and stronger.

After all, people are not made of iron. The continuous wheel battles are an extremely severe test for the physical strength of climbers.

Therefore, reducing the number of times you are challenged will increase the probability of winning...

If you look at our psychological changes, you will know that along the way, everyone has seen the losers along the way. Is there a lot of psychological pressure?

If you were an ordinary climber, once you meet that Li Lei, would you have to think twice before challenging him?

Those who are of similar strength will consider whether it is worth it to fight against such an opponent and lose both sides, thereby stopping the current ranking.

Not to mention those with poor strength, I'm afraid they will be so scared that they will give in directly.

It's better to be ranked than to be eliminated directly, right?

Therefore, the other party's approach was completely difficult first and then easy, and used this drastic method to scare a large number of climbers.

With fewer people challenging him, he would have more time to rest and wait for work...

This is like a long-distance running. Some people run steadily and take every step, while others choose to strike later, conserving their energy first and then sprinting at the last critical moment.

The opponent is more ruthless. He starts sprinting right away. It seems to show a desperate gap, but in fact it is just difficult first and then easy, gaining an advantage for himself by disrupting the rhythm of others. "

"Well... Xiao Meng, what you said makes sense! This is probably the other party's psychological warfare!" Kong Wu thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

Everyone looked like they were suddenly enlightened.

Don't tell me, after such an analysis, everyone's pressure on Li Lei has been reduced a lot.

After all, conspiracy is not scary, what is scary is being crushed by strength...

"Ha! I didn't expect you to think of this level. It seems that you are good at psychology?"

Yan Feng looked like I had long thought of him.

It was that sinister tone that made Meng Lang want to curse.

It’s not over, right?

I'm here to prepare a mountaineering guide for you, friendly forces! How about friendly forces!

How did this contrarian monster become the head of the family?

How did he know that this wave of psychological warfare analysis completely confirmed the fact that he was not a "stupid young man" at all...

Meng Lang sat back angrily and started eating melon seeds.

Unexpectedly, not long after, the little old man Yan Feng walked up to him seemingly casually.

When no one was around, he left a sentence with an unnatural look on his face.

"Weiwei is too stubborn and I'm afraid she won't give up easily. If...remember to help me persuade her!"

Looking at Yan Feng's somewhat rickety back as he left.

Meng Lang was silent for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly.

Say the harshest words and do the gentlest things... Maybe this is my father.

This guy……

It’s a combination of old people becoming bad and bad people getting old.

It is also a contradiction between fatherly love like a mountain and landslides...