The beautiful president clings to me

Xu Yiming didn't expect that there were other people in this small dark room, even an elderly man.

Hearing that the other party said that he stepped on his hand, he quickly lifted his foot and said sorry repeatedly.

Respecting the old and loving the young has always been one of Xu Yiming's countless good qualities, but he is polite and humble, and seems to turn a blind eye to the old man lying on the ground.

The old man lying on the floor ignored his apology, and spoke in a harsh tone, "Boy, you are pretty good at it. Just now, I kicked Tan's leg very hard, and the turn was quick and smooth. If I had just stood Behind your back, you will abolish me, right, you are so vicious at such a young age!"

In the end, even Xu Yiming couldn't see what he was doing, and his feet were entangled by the old man, like being entangled by roots. No matter how he changed his steps, he couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the old man's hands.

In desperation, Xu Yiming had no choice but to kick out with one kick, a somewhat vicious kick that looked like the old man's forehead. Get up and meet his legs, seeming to know Xu Yiming's kick routines, and took the lead to seize the opportunity.

The next moment, Xu Yiming grabbed the old man's right leg, tripped, and fell, Xu Yiming even felt the huge force from the root of his thigh, the kind of inner strength that came from within, and went straight to his leg.

He was thrown out of the air, and smashed hard on the wall of the small black room, with a muffled plop, a piece of the wall plaster that had been in disrepair due to the age was smashed out.

It just landed on Xu Yiming's face, a piece of white powder.

Pooh--

Xu Yiming spit out the ash powder in his mouth, and the air exhaled from his lungs, blowing the fine particles of dust in the room.

Xu Yiming even felt that his internal organs were bleeding from the fall.

After wiping his face, Xu Yiming struggled, looking at the old man meditating on the futon like a Buddha statue at this time, he felt a deep fear.

This is the first person who can make him feel the most dangerous in unarmed combat. Even if he has not been injured before, Xu Yiming doesn't feel free when facing the old man. The Qin Butler who met Muay Thai was very dangerous.

Xu Yiming looked at the old man carefully. He couldn't see the other person's face clearly just now because of the indoor light adaptation. At this time, he only saw the old man's long silver hair, which was messy and fluffy. He didn't know how many months it hadn't been trimmed.

He is not even wearing the prison uniform worn by ordinary prisoners, but a faded blue overalls. It is hard to guess his age, sixty or seventy, Xu Yiming has no specific estimate in his heart, but such an old man dressed as an old worker, himself It conflicted with the style of the prison, and was even held in a confinement room.

"Who are you?" Xu Yiming asked fearfully.

The old man didn't return to Xu Yiming's words, but asked instead: "Hey, kid, you're not bad. Not only are you quick and responsive, but you're also good at resisting blows. It's a pity that your offensive ability is not good. It seems that you suffered a lot of internal injuries when you came here. ?”

Xu Yiming looked shocked: "How do you know?"

"Nonsense, I beat you up just now, boy, and saw that your steps were messy, and you lacked strength when you attacked me. Even now, your face is pale, as if recovering from a serious illness. Do you think I am blind, old man?" It seems that Xu Yiming insulted him IQ, the old man looked displeased.

Xu Yiming retreated again and again, standing in the corner far away from the opponent. He didn't dare to get close to this moody old man with such terrifying skills.

In the situation where the enemy and the enemy were unknown, Xu Yiming felt that it was better to stay away from the opponent.

But the old man just looked at Xu Yiming, and didn't do anything except throw Xu Yiming out. He crossed his feet on the floor and ignored Xu Yiming. He seemed to be asleep or meditating, with his eyes closed and motionless.

Xu Yiming sat down against the wall, his butt touched the concrete floor, and a coolness came through him, which calmed him down a bit. He was thrown by the opponent just now, and it was quite a toss. Now he already knows why Meng Zhewu has a second-level strict supervision. agree.

Meng Zhewu didn't deal with him personally, but asked Boss Liu and his gang to trouble him, and then threw him here when he wounded him, just to let this moody old man of unknown origin teach him a lesson.

You must know that Meng Zhewu, the captain of the first brigade, was bought by Tao Mingyu. If he wanted his life, he would definitely know his information and know his skills in advance.

Unexpectedly, the mob who sent Boss Liu was just an introduction, and now the purpose is to put him in confinement, and even Meng Zhewu may not have used the hands of others to get rid of him.

Looking at this old man with a weird temper, Xu Yiming felt more and more terrifying. If the other party killed him now, in his current state, I would have no way to resist.

This is the first time for Xu Yiming to intuitively feel that his life is threatened, but he is still powerless to fight, unlike fighting the crocodile in the Yudai River, nor facing the four killers and force in Shanglinwan Villa A good steward, he has the ability to resist and fight hard.

And this ordinary-looking old man with unfathomable skills made him feel a deep sense of despair, even worse than when he was sentenced to life imprisonment in the court.

I don't know how long it took, the old man's voice suddenly sounded in the silent confinement room, "Boy, who did you offend, that you were locked up here to die?"

The old man said the word "send to death" in an understatement, and it even sounded like a joke, but Xu Yiming could tell from the other party's indifferent words that the other party was definitely not joking. He had already been beaten half to death by the opponent.

It is conceivable that Meng Zhewu deliberately put him into this confinement room, and the other party also understood the old man's temperament and skills, and definitely wanted to put him to death.

Hearing the hesitation in the old man's words, Xu Yiming quickly climbed up the pole and said: "In order to save people, I offended the son of a deputy mayor, and he framed me as a murderer, and the other party even wanted to kill me, so I Just come in here!"

In one sentence, the grievances between him and Tao Mingyu were summarized. Of course, he didn't say that Tang Xiaoxiao blocked the bullet for him, nor did he say that he once invaded the other party's villa, as if he killed the other party with his own hands, but in his words, there was an implicit The information is enough for the old man to get what he wants.

After Xu Yiming finished speaking, the old man did not have any doubts about this matter, but continued to ask: "Boy, who did you learn from your Linqing Tan legs? Even the first chain of kicks just now, who taught you?" your?"

Xu Yiming never thought that this eccentric old man was not interested in the grievances between him and the mayor's son, but in the tricks used by the other party when he reacted subconsciously. It seemed that there was something hidden in it that he didn't know. secret.

Seeing that the old man fell into some kind of memory, Xu Yiming didn't care too much about it, and said honestly: "I am an orphan. I was born without parents. I was adopted by my grandfather. His name is Xu Guangrong. He was a student who participated in the South Vietnam The retired officer of the battle did not know why he retired. He didn't say anything, but went to a small fishing village to become the headmaster of a dilapidated elementary school, and he taught his fighting skills, Tan legs and other messy things. mine!"

Xu Yiming couldn't stop talking. At this time, he also thought of the old man. It has been a month since he came to Jiangcheng City to fight and count. In one month, his life has been turned upside down.

After the college entrance examination, he gave up the chance to enter a university, and then went to Jiangcheng City to work as an ordinary restaurant waiter. He rescued a woman by accident, but was reversed, and was even framed by the vice mayor's son. The murderer, sentenced to life imprisonment, is now facing the test of life and death.

Even though he hated Tao Mingyu, the second-generation official, who cares nothing about human life, and even though he hated the police for their lack of basic professional ethics, he didn't feel that he was being unfair to himself, and he didn't complain about others, but Xu Yiming was still like the crooked old man in his dying years in his memory .

Thinking of the old man bragging about his glory days, but after his death, he was extremely miserable. Except for some fishermen in the small fishing village who carried the coffin for the funeral, the Marine Brigade brought out a car, a wreath, and nothing else, leaving only a lonely grave , buried on the hillside.