I lived two hundred years

Chapter 163 Weeds
"I was wrong, Shen Lang is a super handsome guy."

"I was wrong, Shen Lang is a super handsome guy."

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A strange landscape suddenly appeared in Fucheng Medical School, arousing everyone's curiosity.

People don't understand why this ugly, short and fat little Four Eyes is running and shouting, but it doesn't prevent them from spreading this matter as a joke.

It didn't take long for the whole school to know that there was such a No. [-] person.

Xiao Siyan is completely famous.

It's just that this way of becoming famous doesn't matter.

As for the other protagonist of this incident, the super handsome guy, Shen Lang, he has long since disappeared.

According to insiders, after Xiao Siyan was forced to run, he left with Zong Li and Bai Xixue.

Fearing Zongli's reputation, no one dared to follow them, so they lost their clues.

So, where are they now?

Shen Lang looked at the room full of spider webs in front of him, dumbfounded.

"Isn't this the location of the fighting club? Why does it look like it has been abandoned for many years?"

Shen Lang looked at Bai Xixue.

Bai Xixue's jade-like face flushed slightly, and she scolded: "These guys, when I'm not here, they are free and loose, and they don't come to take care of the event venue. I must teach them a lesson this time."

"You've only been away for a month, why does it seem like ten years have passed here?" Zong Li was also very surprised.

It's not the first time for her to come to the Fighting Club, there was no such situation before.

"Maybe there was no one for too long, and some spiders ran in and settled down."

The corner of Shen Lang's mouth curled up in a circular arc, his eyes turned around in this room, and stayed on a shadow.

"It is indeed possible." Bai Xixue scratched her delicate short hair, feeling a little embarrassed, "This place needs a lot of cleaning, let's find another place."

"There's no need to go to other places." Zong Li took a few steps outside, pointed to an open space outside the fighting club, and said, "This place is good."

The Fighting Club is located in a remote corner of Fucheng Medical School. It was originally a security room, but because there were few people here, it was later cancelled.

When Bai Xixue founded the Fighting Club, she immediately set her sights on this place.

The place here is big and there are no people, just convenient for her to use her fists.

Usually, she often practiced fighting in this field. Zong Li had a good relationship with her, and only after meeting her a few times did she come up with this suggestion.

However, when Bai Xixue looked at the open space, she hesitated.

Just because the open space looked at the inside of the Fighting Club, it seemed that it had been abandoned for a long time and was already full of weeds.

Those weeds are quite lush and not suitable for activities on them.

Zong Li didn't notice it at first, but after he finished speaking, he realized this, and he didn't mean to change it.

These weeds are in the way, but not a big deal.

The big white man who had been silently following them stood up immediately and said in broken Chinese: "Miss Bai, I will help. With my ability, I can clear an open space for you in no time."

Only then did Shen Lang discover this guy, and frowned, "Why are you still following us? Don't the Britons call themselves gentlemen? Being stalked after being rejected is not what a gentleman should do."

"Huaxia boy, Miss Bai hasn't spoken yet, why are you standing up?" The strong white man looked at Shen Lang provocatively.

"Jonathan, you'd better go. We have a lot of secrets in Huaxia Kung Fu, and we don't like being seen by too many people. Let's compete next time when we have a chance."

Bai Xixue opened her mouth and echoed Shen Lang.

When she left just now, she had already followed the guy to say goodbye, but she didn't expect him to be so thick-skinned that he insisted on following him.

After all, Jonathan is an international friend who came over from Britain with her, and it is not easy for her to expel him forcefully. Now that Shen Lang said this first, she doesn't have to be too scruples.

After all, it was Shen Lang who offended others.

Bai Xixue snickered from the bottom of her heart, but she had a serious expression on her face.

"Bai, I've always been interested in Chinese Kungfu. This time I came here because I wanted to experience the magic of Chinese Kungfu. After such an opportunity, how could you drive me away?"

Facing Bai Xixue, Jonathan immediately put on a martial idiot expression towards Shen Lang's disdainful face.

"Xi Xue, this white dog is interesting."

Zong Li suddenly leaned close to Bai Xixue's ear, and said in a voice that only the other party could hear.

"If you're interested, take him for training." Bai Xixue responded in a low voice, "His fighting skills are too bad. I don't want to waste time with him. But this Shen Lang, is he really as good as you say?"

"I'm too lazy to train this kind of white dog." Zong Li smiled, "As for Shen Lang's strength, don't worry, it's definitely worth looking forward to. You can let go of your fists and kick him hard."

Bai Xixue looked at Zong Li thoughtfully.

Zong Li didn't notice, and looked at Shen Lang with glowing eyes.

Jonathan didn't get any response from Bai Xixue, nor was he disappointed, he turned to look at Shen Lang.

"Since Miss Bai doesn't want me to watch the battle, it's not good for me to stay. However, before leaving, can you let me compete with this little brother. I really want to experience the magic of Chinese Kung Fu. I hope you can Complete."

As Jonathan said, he glanced at Shen Lang with provocative eyes.

"you sure?"

Shen Lang squeezed his fists and revealed an evil smile.

This guy insisted on inserting himself into the three-person world of himself and the two beauties, which made Shen Lang very upset. Now that he is seeking his own death, there is no reason for him not to fulfill it.

"I'm sure."

Jonathan smiled confidently, raised his right hand, tensed his muscles, and that thick arm suddenly swelled up. At first glance, it was thicker than the waists of Bai Xixue and Zong Li combined.

"Pretentious, silver gun wax head."

Shen Lang shook his head, turned around and slowly walked towards the weed-covered open space.

Although Jonathan's Huaxia pronunciation is lame, his comprehension and application are no worse than those of Huaxia people, so he can naturally understand Shen Lang's words.

He was naturally irritated, with his eyes wide open, panting heavily, he strode towards Shen Lang, and shouted: "Huaxia boy, what did you just say? Say it again if you have the guts."

"What do you want to hear? Pretentious? Silver gun wax head?"

Shen Lang stood among the weeds, looked at Jonathan, raised his eyebrows.

"Yellow Monkey, you are courting death."

Jonathan was furious and roared, like a tank, stomping on the ground, making a rumbling sound, rushing towards Shen Lang.

"The reaction is so big, it seems to be talking about your pain. Sure enough, the white pig is puffy and not hard enough to work well."

As Shen Lang said, he stretched out a hand, facing Jonathan.

"To deal with you, one hand is enough."

Jonathan was so angry that his whole body turned red, and his speed soared again.

In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Shen Lang, like a big mountain, crashing hard.

Shen Lang sneered, that hand didn't exert much force at all, just a bend, a pull, and a pull, and Jonathan was thrown into the air and fell hard into the weeds.

(End of this chapter)