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For Fang Yanwu, Liu Xiaoye has always avoided him.

Because Fang Jingjing had heard before that her brother was a mysterious person, Liu Xiaoye felt that keeping such a person at arm's length would definitely be beneficial and harmless.

Unexpectedly, just as he wanted to go out to hide for a while, Fang Yanwu followed.

Liu Xiaoye wanted to go faster and get rid of him, but unexpectedly Fang Yanwu could keep up.

He must also be a trainer.

The yard was only this big, so Liu Xiaoye stopped in her tracks.

"Come on, take one."

Fang Yanwu kindly handed over a cigarette, good guy, the Ninth Five-Year Lord.

100 yuan a box, except for Cheng Zhendong entrusting Lao Jin to give it to him, Liu Xiaoye has never been willing to smoke such a good cigarette.

However, the Ninth Five-Year Lord was placed near his mouth, and Liu Xiaoye still took out a cigarette of his own.

"I can smoke my own, I'm not used to other cigarettes."

For some reason, he could feel that Fang Yanwu was friendly, but behind this kindness, there seemed to be something else.

Seeing that Liu Xiaoye rejected him, Fang Yanwu was not angry, he put the cigarette in his mouth with a smile, and lit it with a lighter.

"How long have you been in this city?"

This was the first time that Fang Yanwu had a direct chat with Liu Xiaoye. He didn't go inside to chat with his sister, but came out to chat with Liu Xiaoye outside?

Purely cliché.

Liu Xiaoye naturally felt it too. He took a deep puff of cigarette and said flatly, "I've always lived in Dong'an, just in the suburbs."

Fang Yanwu smiled, showing his neat teeth.Liu Xiaoye is really not good at lying.

"Oh, then what's your relationship with Uncle Cheng? Why would he let you live with Yan Yan as a boy? Life is too inconvenient."

"My uncle and Cheng always know each other."

As soon as he said this, Liu Xiaoye regretted it.

He just said that he was in the rural suburbs of Dong'an, and now he knows Cheng Zhendong again?

I didn't believe it even after hearing this, let alone the dialect Wu in front of me!

But he quickly changed the subject. "Ham, my family is a martial artist, so I can protect their two little girls. Otherwise, the house is so big, and I'd be quite scared when sleeping."

Fang Yanwu still looked at Liu Xiaoye with a smile, but the expression on his face became more and more frozen.

Although this Liu Xiaoye is not ugly, but looking at him from some angles, he always feels silly.

Especially his appearance of not being able to tell lies really puzzled Fang Yanwu.

Is he stupid or not?

"Are you a martial artist? Just right, I can do some punching and embroidering my legs too. Let's make gestures?"

"Here?"

Liu Xiaoye looked at the turf under his feet, then at Fang Yanwu, shaking his head like a rattle.

"That can't be done, you are Fang Jingjing's elder brother, if I hurt you, how can I explain to Fang Jingjing?"

Dialect Wu was at a loss for words for a while, but what he said was quite sincere, what was he thinking?

"It doesn't matter, isn't that what sparring is all about. Besides, how do you know that the one who got hurt must be me, not yourself?"

"It must be you."

Liu Xiaoye's tone was extremely certain, as if she was sure that the earth was round and the sky was blue.

He was just about to throw the cigarette butt on the ground, looked at the grass under him, raised his hand and poked the cigarette butt on his palm twice, just like poking on the asphalt road.

Fang Yanwu noticed that Liu Xiaoye's palm, even the palm, was covered with a thick layer of calluses, which was caused by years of practice.

When the hot cigarette butt poked it, there was not even a slight burn, and there was no trace of being burned red on the palm.

With half of the cigarette left in his hand, Fang Yanwu suggested: "How about this, we don't need punches, we don't need legs, just use this hand. See who hits the opponent, and count one point at a time. The one with the most points will be the winner." How is it?"

"This sounds like fun, I've never played it like this before."

Liu Xiaoye cheered up, "Come on, we both use our left hands."

The cold wind blew up and rolled up the withered and yellow leaves on the grass.

"When that leaf falls, it begins."

Fang Yanwu said, if Liu Xiaoye had enough martial arts, he would be able to tell which leaf he was talking about.

The wind stopped, and the leaf shook a few times, but stopped firmly.Just when Liu Xiaoye thought it couldn't fall, the leaf suddenly fell from the tree...

He suddenly felt a heavy blow to his shoulder, and unconsciously looked at Fang Yanwu.

This person's strength and speed are indeed very powerful.

It's been a long time since I encountered such a powerful opponent.Unfortunately, all of them were within Liu Xiaoye's range.

Liu Xiaoye raised his hand to hit, Fang Yanwu raised his hand to block, blocked the first blow, but the second hit came soon.

The hands of the two of them kept flying in the autumn wind as if they were writing consecutive characters.Dialect Wu was very relaxed at the beginning, but later it became more and more difficult.

He thought that Liu Xiaoye would at most move at a constant speed, after all explosive power is generally constant.A person's fastest punch speed doesn't suddenly increase, unless it's a movie.

But gradually, he discovered a terrible thing.

Liu Xiaoye's movements are like a video whose speed is gradually accelerated. What he uses is not explosive power at all, but ordinary speed and strength!

Just like this, has it reached this devil level...

Fang Yanwu believed that he had met many elites over the years, especially the members of some special operations teams, who were all elites among the elites and were selected through layers of selection.

But none of them can reach Liu Xiaoye's level, at least at his level, he hasn't seen one yet.

After a little thought, the speed slowed down.Once Fang Yanwu slowed down, his hands couldn't keep up with Liu Xiaoye's speed at all.

He only felt that in an instant, a string of [-]-ring red firecrackers were hung on his body, and without giving him any chance to think and resist, the firecrackers containing gunpowder exploded on his body one by one.

"What are you doing?"

A voice stopped Liu Xiaoye's movements. At the door, Cheng Mingyan, Fang Jingjing, Zhou Zifeng and Yi Yuchen were all looking at them.

"Jingjing, your brother wanted to compete with me just now, and we just went through a few tricks."

"How many tricks?"

Cheng Mingyan was speechless, "Did you use too much force? If we hadn't come to see, we thought you two were setting off firecrackers in the yard."

Liu Xiaoye only went to check Fang Yanwu's status at this time. "Brother Wu, are you alright?"

Only then did Fang Yanwu come back to his senses.

"It's okay, I'm okay, it's time for you, right? Go back to class."

Everyone went back to their desks and got ready for class.Fang Yanwu got up calmly and pretended to go to the bathroom, but in fact he walked into Liu Xiaoye's room.

This young man who looks honest and honest must not be simple behind the scenes!