The First Chaos In History

When the day was about to dawn, Duan Jingzhu suddenly patted his thigh and said, "There is still a game today!"

Xunping said coldly: "It's more than a bird's race, I want to go to you alone." He and Zhang Qing died in the Dusongguan, which has a great relationship with the past, and he and Zhang Qing are personal. As far as friendship is concerned, it is also the kind of buddies who don't fight and don't know each other. Now that he is personally hated and hated by brothers, there is nothing else that can affect his heart.

Lu Junyi said to Duan Jingzhu: "The matter of the martial arts conference has nothing to do with us anymore. Now we are mainly dealing with the eight heavenly kings."

Duan Jingzhu angrily responded.

After a while, the tiger's people sent in early, fried dough sticks with noodle soup, and two large pots of eggs. The heroes ate and drank snoringly, then stood up suddenly, exchanged cherished thoughts, and then separated to inquire about the news. Suddenly, my blood boiled over. This is the real Liangshan hero. Facing the battle, he is passionate, like a wild boar with blood...Uh, this adjective is unnecessary.

As a 108+1, I feel very honored.

Wu finished a fried dough stick with small mouthfuls, helped his glasses and said, "Xiaoqiang, let's go."

Lu Junyi said, "Which brother do you want to accompany?"

Wu Yong waved his hand and said, "No, it's not good that way."

We left Zhu Gui and An Daoquan to take care of Zhang Shun, and Wu and I set off separately.

It’s not difficult to find Duan Sirius. The martial arts conference has the information of each player’s stay. I told the chairman about the abstention in the single match. I thought he was going to jump with me again. What I didn’t expect was that the chairman just asked a few words casually. He accepted this fact, and the semi-finals of the day became the finals-the two finals of the Wulin Tournament seemed to be over like this.

I drove the car with Wu Zong to the guest house where Duan Sirius and his colleagues lived, which showed that Duan Sirius and the others were not financially strong. But this also has something to do with how many people they come to. This is a place near the outskirts of the city. It consists of a small second floor and a large courtyard. As soon as I walked in, I saw two familiar Sirius disciples squatting on the steps and brushing their teeth. The people upstairs are surging, and they are all their people.

I don't know them well, but they all know me, probably the kind of ashes and bones. When the two disciples saw me coming in, they stood up in surprise, and one of them subconsciously took a posture. I began to regret it—at least I should have brought Dai Zong, and the one of the best dishes rushed up to me.

Wu Yong smiled and clasped his fists: "We are here to visit the Master Duan."

The man on the steps saw that there were only two of us. He didn't seem to have any malice. He didn't care about the toothpaste foam. He said in a bad tone, "Wait, I say go." He ran upstairs and stood there after a while. The balcony on the second floor shouted at us, "Come up."

He shouted upstairs and downstairs and poked out a dozen heads. Including the short fat guys who had played against us, they stared at us provocatively. Wu Yong went upstairs calmly, and I followed him into the middle room with low eyebrows. Duan Sirius was sitting in the chair with a sallow expression on his face. From the outside, it is no longer visible that he has been injured, but the smell of Chinese medicine is floating in the room. He waved back his disciple, and said lightly: "What's the matter with the two of you?"

Wu Yong smiled and picked up a handful of medicine dregs from the corner and smelled it, and said, "Well, it was the prescription that our old brother An personally prepared. Does the curator Duan think it's okay?"

A blush flashed across Duan Sirius's sallow face, but he immediately returned to normal, clasped his fists and said, "Thank him for me, it's all right."

Wu used himself to find a chair to sit down, constricted and smiled, and said, "Brother Duan, let's be honest, were you injured before the game that day?"

Duan Tianlang didn't conceal, he glanced at Wu Yong and said, "How do you know?"

Wu Yong tapped the tabletop with his hand, pointed at me again and said, "Our brother is very loyal, but everyone knows how many catties there are in martial arts. If the master of Duan is not injured, I am afraid he is now Still lying on the bed."

I was stunned: "If you say anything, just talk about it. What am I doing?" Then I added, "Although you are telling the truth."

Wu used these words clearly to hold Duan Sirius, and secretly taunted him for his vicious action. However, Duan Sirius's expression eased after hearing these words, and he stared at me and said, "I really didn't expect you to know how to do it at all." It seems that although my punch forced him to vomit blood, he still did it. See through my bottom line.

Wu Yongdao: "How the Master Duan was injured before, can you tell me the details?"

Duan Tianlang said blankly: "What are you asking about?"

Wu Yong said bluntly: "One of our brothers was also seriously injured, and there are very few who can injure the main site of the Duan Pavilion today. We want to judge whether our enemies are out of the nest."

Duan Sirius sensationally said: "You mean your enemy is stronger in martial arts?" He paused and said, "Actually, I have never figured out where there are so many strong men in this world. Who are you?"

Wu smiled and said nothing.

Duan Tianlang sighed and said: "It's okay to tell you, the man who hurt me is indeed martial arts-I am a person who likes to walk alone, the day before the game I was upset and found a small restaurant alone to drink (everyone) Do you know why he is upset?), but the game between me and the New Moon team was also broadcast on TV (you know which one?). At that time, there was a guy in the restaurant. During one section (everyone remembered what happened?) I actually clapped my hands and applauded, saying what a good man is like (everybody knows that I was talking), I was anxious for a while, so I scolded him, I didn't expect this person to look at me with a temper, suddenly I lost a bowl and came here. Our martial arts practitioners weren’t able to do things with others casually. I was so angry and drank again, I wanted to teach him a little lesson, but I knew that this guy had a sharp fist when I did it. After fifteen encounters, I printed a palm on my chest and left."

Wu Yong and I were in a daze. What kind of horror would it be to be able to beat Duan Sirius into internal injuries with only 15 strokes after being drunk?

Wu Yong asked, "How does that person look like?"

Duan Tianlang took a sip from his teacup and said, "It's not surprising, he is a majestic figure with thick eyebrows and big eyes."

Wu Yong asked again: "Are there any characteristics?"

Duan Tianlang thought for a while and said, "It was hot at the time. This man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. You can see a mole on his left arm."

Wu Yong's face changed drastically, and he appeared at a loss.

Duan Tianlang asked: "Is it your enemy?"

Wu Yong said a few "no"s like a plea, only then did he feel that he was gagged. Stop, stand up and say, "Thank you, Master Duan, we are leaving." He slapped me hard and walked out quickly.

I followed him and noticed that he was very unusual in peacetime. After we walked out of the courtyard and got on the car, I asked, "What the **** is going on. Do you know who that person is?"

Wu Yong calmed down for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "The man Duan Tianlang talked about-seems to be Wu Song!"

I was also taken aback, and hurriedly started the car. After a long time on the road, I asked, "Is it a coincidence? There are many people with moles."

Wu Yong silently, and I immediately realized that the possibility of coincidence is very small. It is not uncommon to have moles on the arms, but those who can level Sirius with three punches and two feet. Only Wusong has a human ear—hey, look at this literary talent, buddy!

I said: "If it's really the second brother, it's impossible for him to see you on TV and not come to recognize each other?"

Wu Yong twisted his eyebrows and said, "Now I can't figure it out, let's go back to your place first."

While waiting for a red light at an intersection. A member of the martial arts conference organizing committee called me, and before I could ask anything, the person hurriedly said: "Your player was injured. Come here." At the end, he said, "You don't usually have a lot of people. Where did you go today?"

I wondered: "Our people don't play today."

The other party said impatiently: "Is Zhang Xiaoer (Duan Jingzhu's name for the game) your player with a yellow hair?"

It was confirmed that Duan Jing lived. When the red light was changed, I turned around and walked towards the stadium. Wu Yong asked me what was going on. I only said three words: "Duan Jing live!"

When we arrived at the stadium, the game was over. Only a few cleaners were cleaning the auditorium. Only when we asked the staff did we know that the injured player had done a simple treatment, and now she was taken to the VIP seat of the New Moon team by Yuan Yuan. went.

Wu and I ran into Yuan's place in three and two steps and saw that our noses were almost crooked. I saw Duan Jingzhu this **** lying leisurely in the arms of two beautiful team members with bandages on his legs, holding them in his hands. He ate a banana with a face full of use, making fun of the girls around him.

I stepped on his stomach, Duan Jingzhu wailed, and the banana fell on the ground. The girls all giggled and ran away. Yuan looked at us with a smile and said, "Should we go out first?"

I said: "Thank you girl."

After Yuan and the others left, I threw Duan Jingzhu on the ground, sat down in the chair, slid a banana and peeled it, and shouted, "Isn't it forbidden to let you come, what's the matter?"

Duan Jingzhu smiled and said, "Give me another banana."

I threw the banana peel on his face and reprimanded him: "Say it!"

Wu Yong first looked at Duan Jingzhu's injured leg and said, "Your opponent is cruel enough, it's really broken."

Duan Jingzhu suddenly took Wu Yong's hand and said sternly: "Military strategist, the one who fought with me is Wang Yin!"

Wu Yong took a breath: "Are you telling the truth?"

I hurriedly asked: "Who is the Eight Heavenly Kings?"

Wu Yong said: "The first place of the Eight Heavenly Kings, nicknamed Shangshu Wang Yin, who is both wise and brave, has broken many of our brothers." Wu Yong turned his head and asked Duan Jingzhu, "What's going on in detail."

It turned out that Duan Jingzhu was very reconciled after all the heroes left the field in the morning because he couldn't make a match, and he simply sneaked back to the conference. Anyway, he was indeed a contestant and went on stage smoothly. His opponent pressed the helmet very low, and At the beginning of the game, he deliberately showed weakness, and when the first game was about to end, he suddenly launched a fierce attack. One of Duan Jing's leg was injured, and he was cut off mercilessly by the opponent without paying attention—only one kick was used. .

But at the last moment, Duan Jingzhu also punched down, recognizing that it was Shang Shu Wang Yin.

Wu Yong asked, "Does he recognize you?"

Duan Jingzhu shouted: "Then you need to talk about it? I have never seen a game so fierce. I guess I wouldn't be able to save my life if the referee had broken my leg and ended the game."

I said: "You deserve it!"

Wu Yong said, "That's right. It seems that Wang Shangshu knows that we have also participated in the martial arts conference, waiting for us here early. It will really be less trouble to kill you on stage. But he has enough. Patiently, I waited until now before doing it."

Duan Jing said: "Yes, my brothers are usually together. Doesn't he show up when he does it?"

I said: "I'll check, all the players have information."

Hand: "It's useless, if one blow is successful, the information must be false.

I asked someone to check the registration information called Wang Shuangcheng, and then asked about the address above, there was no such place at all. And after this semi-final, he probably won't appear in the finals again. The kid who won the championship at a bargain: He entered the semi-finals and won the title of "Sanshou King" in two byes-no wonder there were many people who were dissatisfied afterwards. They would rather admit that the talent leader of Sirius is the real one. Sanda King, namely: Xiaoqiang.

Wu Yong took off his glasses and wiped them with the corners of his clothes, and muttered, "Two of the Eight Heavenly Kings have appeared. The situation is not good."

I said casually: "Are they going to treat us as small Japan and defeat each one?"

Wu Yong suddenly looked cold: "It's broken, I didn't expect this trick, Xiaoqiang, you quickly contact all the brothers you can contact. Quickly return to school, and we will go back to your Zhang Shun and the others."

I hurriedly called and got Duan Jingzhu in the car with the assistance of Yuan and the others. As soon as I was about to leave, I looked at Yuan and said, "Aren't you learning bodyguards professionally? How do you charge?"

Wu Yong coughed. I immediately thought: It's really ridiculous to equip every hero with two female bodyguards. Besides, they can't save face.

But they don't need me. Even if you can’t help me, it’s good to have two beautiful women around me to refresh myself, especially when I am with Baozi, but I immediately denied it-take the two little girls to see Baozi, and I’ll die if you don’t need others to kill me. As long as I am with Baozi, the two-brick wall is invincible in the world.

Thinking of this, I picked up a brick on the edge of the playground and put it in my bag. Then I said goodbye to Yuan and the others and went straight to the villa.

To put it briefly, we took Zhang Shun and others to live with Wu Yong Duan Jing, and returned to Yucai to gather in the lecture theatre. As time went by, the heroes gradually returned. Lu Junyi and Wu Yong’s faces looked good, except in the end. After all, Shiqian finally arrived. Here, the heroes were agitated when they heard about Duan Jingzhu. When Wu Yong said that he had to form a gang after going out, everyone finally burst into a sensation, one by one. As if he was insulted and frustrated, the lecture hall suddenly jumped up and down, and at this moment my phone rang again. To be honest, I am a little afraid of it now.

But this time is an exception. Baozi asked me when to go back for dinner. Listening to the voice of Baozi, I suddenly felt warm and peaceful. After more than ten hours, it was the Eight Heavenly Kings and Wu Song's. Now it is the 21st century, you guys. The grievances in my last life made my Xiaoqiang mouth full of gastric ulcers. If I didn’t do this, I annoyed Laozi and reported it to the “Dragon Team” of the National Security Agency.

Baozi said a few words to me, and finally said indifferently: "I haven't been back for so long, our house is really stolen."

"Huh?" I suddenly felt the hairs all over my body stand up, and an ominous premonition hung over my head.

Baozi still said improperly: "I didn't lose any valuables. It may be a kid crawling in and making a fool of myself."

When I hung up the phone, I jumped my toes and pointed at the ceiling and yelled: "Liu Laoliu ** Your ancestor!"

The heroes were all stunned in the local area. After a long time, someone whispered: "Xiaoqiang is angry..."

I pointed at them and shouted: "You all listen to Wu Junshi, don't trouble me anymore!"

Now the bandits were silent, Wu Yong Lin Chong and others rushed over to ask me what happened, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, I slowly said, "My house has been stolen." Lin Chong said, "Find a few." Brother, go back with you, why are we at ease if you want something to happen?"

I sighed and said, "No, there are Jing Ke and Xiang Yu at home, and the other party won't be able to surround me if they don't have a lot of people."

This time the heroes all gathered around to comfort me, and I also expressed my understanding of them. In one day, I even injured two brothers and didn't even touch one of the opponent's hair. Who wouldn't be useless?

Saying goodbye to them, I drove home in an express car. The most comforting thing was that at least the buns were fine. I was also sorting out clues along the way. No matter how many of the Eight Heavenly Kings came, they at least proved that they were indeed the ones who were against Liangshan. It stands to reason. Said that the only way for them to get here is to be my "customer", but why I don't know at all? And Wu Song, if he started with Duan Sirius because he was watching TV, then he must have seen everyone in Liangshan, so why didn't he recognize each other?

It's not that I have never thought about reincarnation, but since I have been reincarnated, I should have forgotten everything in my previous life. Just like Yu Ji, Xiang Yu would like her to remember something, but what is the result? Besides, everyone should be worried about the things in their previous life. Isn't the world going to be messy? The two children who had just given birth started fighting when they met. This one pinched the other's neck and called: Huang Shiren, what did you do to my daughter Xi'er? The nurse over there came over: Dad, don’t fight, I’m here...