my girlfriend is bad lady

Chapter 32. Men and women fighting in the sports equipment room (32)

With this angry kick, the kick was a hit, but there was a layer in the middle—a mat for sit-ups, and it was sprinkled with the lime powder that Watanabe Che had deliberately thrown away just now.

Jing Liu ate a straight face.

Watanabe Che covered his aching waist with his left hand and quickly pulled away, throwing whatever he caught with his right hand.

At the same time, he said loudly:

"Miss Jingliu, I don't know how well you study chemistry! Quicklime and water will react chemically, and then they will immediately heat up to a high temperature of over 300°C. Please be careful with your eyes and tongue!"

"Courtesy of death!" Jingliu's anger was stronger than the boiling of lime powder in water.

She desperately opened her tearful eyes and killed Che Watanabe.

"I kill you!"

Watanabe Che, who has always avoided head-to-head encounters, has no way to escape.

The two quickly fought each other, you came and I went back and forth, and the lime and dust around them were in the beam of sunlight, like clouds swept by the wind, just like the sea of ​​clouds tossing.

Yuuki Miki let out a sigh of interest as if she were watching a 3D movie.

Watanabe Che dodged or blocked all of the opponent's attacks, but his arms and feet were numb with pain.
But still flow is not easy.

Watanabe Che's brain is smart, and he never slackens. He is destined to be great, and naturally he can't remember simple chemical reactions.

At this time, her eyes were crying frantically, and the temperature gradually increased. If she was an ordinary person, she would have been screaming with her eyes in her arms.

But Shizuryu is not an Olympic judo champion, she is a killer trained by the Yuuki family.

There was a ruthlessness in my heart, and I just wanted to kill Watanabe Che in one breath.

Watanabe Che felt that his hands and feet were so painful that he couldn't keep up with the reaction, and he knew that he couldn't continue to consume it like this.

As long as he takes a punch or a kick, he will definitely lose his combat effectiveness, and then he will only be left to die.

After Jingliu's eyes were subconsciously closed due to tears, and after receiving a punch that weakened, he found an opportunity and forcibly pressed the right hand with the remaining lime powder on her eye.

"Ah!" Jing Liu couldn't restrain his human instinct, quickly pulled away, covering his eyes and mourning.

This time, even if she wasn't blinded, the lime powder wouldn't make her comfortable.

Watanabe Che wasn't feeling well either. His face almost crooked with Jingliu's punch, and his mouth was full of blood.

Fortunately, he insisted on brushing his teeth every morning and evening, and his teeth were firm, and there was no crisis of tooth loss.

Watanabe Che's potential exploded, but under the tremendous pain, instead, he developed a strength, pulled out a pole used for pole vaulting, and pulled it hard towards Shizuo.

Jing Liu, however, listened to the wind and grabbed the pole with his backhand instinct.

Watanabe Che's complexion changed, and the experience brought by master-level freestyle fighting made him subconsciously clamp the pole under his arm, and then quickly pulled his arm around it a few times.

Just as he thought, when he finished all this, there was an unstoppable force from the pole.

Fortunately, he made a decisive decision, otherwise the opponent would take the pole and he would be in a dilemma instead.

From the corner of his eye, Watanabe Che glanced at the basketball and football that he had just messed around on the ground, regardless of whether he could kick or not, and he kicked them all at once.

Some hit, some missed, according to Watanabe Che's thoughts, only a few hit the opponent's head.

Jingliu was a little embarrassed at first, but Watanabe Che's strength was too small, and even if she hit it hard with her face, it would at most feel a little pain.

She resisted the burning pain in her eyes, grabbed the pole with both hands, and prepared to take it in one breath.

But I don't know that this is the trick of Watanabe Che.

In addition to basketball, football, and shot put!

With his left hand wrapped around the pole, no matter how it was being pulled away bit by bit, he bent down and squatted down, picked up the shot put, and smashed it in the most violent way possible.

It's a pity that Watanabe Che's strength is still weak, and the accuracy is also a little worse, only hitting the opponent's chest.

But that's enough.

"Bang!" The shot ball landed, making a sound, and at the same time Jing Liu was smashed to the ground.

Watanabe Che was panting hard, the pole fell from his armpit, and he almost lost his strength.

Ten seconds later, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the still flow lying on the ground groaning, and picked up the shot put that rolled to the side.

Because he didn't dare to get too close, his strength was insufficient, and his aim was not high, he aimed at the upper body with the largest area and smashed it.

The shot put started to fall in the middle of the way, and with great luck, it hit the opponent's bare foot.

"Ah!" Jingliu screamed, but did not move, and seemed to have lost the ability to resist.

Watanabe Che staggered towards the still sliding shot put, and said in his mouth, "Do you know how much I paid for this day, Miss Shizuryu."

He blocked the continued sliding of the shot with his foot, and bent over to pick it up despite the pain.

He didn't want to hit women, let alone kill people. More precisely, he was afraid of killing people.

Fear is instinct, but he Watanabe Che has already decided to do only what he should do.

The people in black were shocked. The eldest lady's bodyguard, Jing Liu, who had the highest force value, was actually defeated by a student?

Although depending on the terrain, there are careless reasons, but failure is failure.

They looked at Yuuki Miki out of the corner of their eyes, waiting for her order.

Yuuki Meishu looked blankly at Watanabe Che with a shot put in his hand.

Watanabe Che is still watching Shizuo's reaction, he is about to win, he must not be careless!
He continued:
"Get up at 6 in the morning, lift dumbbells for half an hour, follow the broadcast to do the second set of radio gymnastics at 30:7, and memorize English and Mandarin from 8:[-] to [-]:[-];
8点30到11点去图书馆，读一本对人生有益的人物传记；下午2点到4点学习，包括生物、现代社会、数学、美术；
At 7 o'clock in the evening, the 50-meter-long swimming pool, even if you are too tired to die, you must swim back and forth ten times; at 9 o'clock, listen to the English broadcast, while lifting dumbbells or doing push-ups.Do you know how I survived these days? "

The man in black looked weird.

"enough!"

Jing Liu, who had lost his resistance, suddenly sat up, covering his left eye with his left hand, and barely opened a slit in his right eye.

"Bang, bang bang bang." Watanabe Che still slipped from the shot.

He looked at the pistol in Jing Liu's right hand and raised his hands: "This, isn't it?"

"Hahahahaha!" Yuki Miki laughed, pressing her hands on her flat and thin belly.

After a long time, she waved her hand after laughing enough.

Jingliu put away his pistol, panting and leaning back on the basketball frame, his eyes completely closed, his face full of pain.

"Take that medicine." Yuki Miki said.

Jingliu waited for a while before he realized that he was talking to her.

She fumbled to take out the medicine box and put a [healing medicine] into her mouth.

Soon, the red, swollen and tearful eye sockets, the bleeding corners of the mouth, and the unconscious bare feet, everything returned to normal.

She stood up abruptly, staring at Che Watanabe.

Again, this time I promise to kill you is what Watanabe Che understands her meaning.

He was not stupid, he looked at Miki Yuuki: "Miss Yuuki?"

"continue."

".what?"

"Hahaha!" Yuki Miki laughed again and covered her stomach, "Your face is so cute with fright, I like it very much!"

She let out a long breath and said happily, "I'm very happy today, I'll let you go this time. I'll kill you next time when I'm in a bad mood."

Yuki Miki stood up, walked to Shizuo's side, and took the medicine in her hand and looked at it carefully.

"Miss, I'm sorry." Jing Liu bowed.

"Next time you lose, whether you can be cured or not depends on the doctor's level."

Jingliu remembered the ankle that couldn't move just now, and thought that the eyes were almost abolished: "Please don't worry, miss!"

Miki Yuuki put the medicine in the pocket of her school skirt and left the sports equipment room. Shizuo and the man in black followed silently.

After everyone left, Watanabe Che collapsed on a sit-up mat.

The lime powder was still dancing in the beam of light, the equipment was scattered all over the place, and the chair Miki Yuuki sat on was still there.

Outside the reopened warehouse door, a crow's cry was heard.

Finally, survived.

　Thanks to [Zuo Zhao Ri and You Liang Chen] and [Book Friend 20190819112021345] for their tips.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)