Compared with Sakata Qiu, it’s simpler. She moved here directly and estimated that Whitewater wouldn’t drive her away-this man can’t do such a thing.
It is said that before moving away, Bai Lang also went to see Teng Tian Gang. "Is this person’s face safe and happy? Is this really a Buddhist hospital?" White eyebrows are high and low. "So Fujita is not good enough to be discharged?" As a result, he sneaked in to see it again in the evening and found that the dignified nurse came to help Teng Tian Gang check her body. I don’t know what to wipe, so …
AVI, a nurse in this hospital, is also very common. Whitewater understands very well what people who have been in the ward all the year round, and also understands very well what Teng Tian Gang is still in hospital for a long time, and he is unwilling to leave the hospital except for the company …
Whitewater swallowed water or quietly jumped out of the window and ran away. He didn’t break his hand and foot and couldn’t enjoy it. However, he could let Peach wear a nurse … But Whitewater felt a little guilty. It seems that he was a little sorry for Fujitsu Tian Gang’s friendship.
In the second world war, Bailang was not as hot as he was. Because the fighting was not "wonderful", and up to now, all teams and teams have appeared, and many newcomers have also dispersed. There are many female martial artists and young handsome martial artists in the Bailang fever.
Whitewater young and brave newcomers should be the first martial artist in the martial arts family, and there are also female martial artists … Although their fighting capacity is estimated to be average, who makes them women and their looks are still passable? Martial arts is such a magical thing. Those who practice successfully can improve their temperament, and of course, they can also optimize their looks imperceptibly.
After the same week of the third war, Bai Lang didn’t learn much now-the school almost didn’t care, but he learned to be surrounded by classmates. Everyone was in trouble. In the final analysis, Bai Lang was not a real Japanese high school student. They had to learn before the destruction of the earth, and Bai Lang didn’t need to continue to perform.
Anyway, if he wants to teach the academy that can make him look good, then the school will not care if he comes. It’s better not to come or show up. It’s a good student to go for about three days a week, but there is a problem. I don’t know why that An Tian Lily mature woman has come again
This time, I was full of tears and said that I betrayed my husband. What a bad wife I wanted to find someone to punish. Sister, you can’t treat me like a massager! Even if I’m a cowherd, I have to accept it … Bah, Bah, I’m confused by you. What nonsense! " Burying his face in whitewater, Japanese suddenly became unexpectedly fluent again.
However, he was still pulled away. The so-called martial artist’s basic skills are not at all. The problem is that there are paparazzi! Paparazzi exposed out words … "Wait as if nothing? What does it seem like? I can’t figure it out, "but it’s better not to be seen by paparazzi.
"Ah? ! Don’t let the paparazzi see you, but don’t come out. What is this pretense and standing? White waves, white waves, white jade pillars, white jade pillars, I really misjudged you! You are a weak porn villain! " Whitewater cursed in his heart with harsh words and looks, so Whitewater was full of righteousness. "What a cheating wife! Really have to accept punishment! "
In this way, I moved to the third battle-this time Lily with a complimentary ticket actually appeared, but she was not qualified to participate in the war. This time, it was still the most orthodox one-on-one challenge and the normal team at present-a martial artist with two heads.
Chapter three hundred and seventy-six The third war
The first world war is to add a head to add a head first. It is a girl who wears hands. An expert will know if there is any white wave when he reaches out his hand. When he looks at her pace, he will know that this girl has worked hard and learned "Qi" from the distance of her physical body. I’m afraid that is just the end of the story. White wave looks at Peach and Sakata. These two "sleeping skills" are quite effective, but the challenge belongs to white.
Whitewater also sighed and said that the female dou ended up picking three things by himself, so this guy went out in high spirits.
This time, the challenge has become more formal, that is, a square has been blocked out. Twenty-five times twenty-five games have been surrounded by guardrails. The ground is paved with large blue slabs, which should be broken later … Whitewater is still a suit for leisure dinner. Has it grown a few centimeters in this short time? Now he is almost one meter three or four.
The girl across the street, that is, less than one meter and six feet, didn’t look very swollen, but the fighting capacity can’t be underestimated. Whitewater decided to be kind and oppress the girl today to see if she can wake up "Qi". Isn’t that what this girl did when she took part in the Battle of the Kings? So Whitewater released her qi, and the camera couldn’t shoot the scene, so the audience could see that Taiwan was a huge tiger.
The tiger roared and became powerful, and the audience around him turned their horses upside down. In front of the camera, the audience was puzzled and faced with the white wave momentum. The girl’s face was full of awe, and there was a trace of fear. The human body has its limits. If it has not mastered the qi body, it is impossible to compete with the world’s large carnivorous beasts-a very small number of gifted perverts are exceptions, and women in particular can’t do this.
Whitewater didn’t start work because the momentum continued to oppress, and the one who took the lead in the field was almost wearing an ordinary shirt and jeans. I don’t know what genre it was-I guess it was my martial artist. This young man also cocked his head and touched Ba, and he didn’t let the girl give up at all. He also looked at the girl’s back hopefully, expecting her to burst into anger at that moment.
"Continued oppression doesn’t seem to work, so I’ll give you a punch to wake you up. If you can’t stop being knocked unconscious, you can’t blame me." Fighting King’s men’s and women’s wars have always had good ratings. Whitewater feels that he is all hot. I don’t know how many people watch "Oh, oh! It’s hot! Then let’s fly with one punch! Violent wind boxing! " The whitewater movement is very beautiful. First, the hand is raised, and then another gesture is struck diagonally.
Therefore, the triangular cone-shaped white wave of Gale Boxing is formed, and the speed of sliding against the ground is not fast enough to cross the distance of these two people for more than ten meters. I’m afraid it will take a second or two. When the crisis of light stone fire breaks out, it depends on whether the girl has come or not to realize the "qi". It is obviously very disadvantageous to rely on the hard work of the body to block the qi to form a wave. This wave will hit the body and shake the muscle skeleton, and usually it will cause great damage and almost lose its combat effectiveness.
I can’t do it without gas protection. The girl’s eyes are so wide that the thief’s face muscles are also pumping. Finally, the gale fist suddenly slips and hits. When she hits, she can’t yell in her small body. There is a white fog rising from her body with the naked eye, and then the gale fist wave hits directly. The girl is snapped and then fainted outside …
"That is to say, when you burst into gas, you ate a wave and then you were crited … but it’s really gratifying that you really realized the gas." Whitewater also applauded and congratulated the young man, and the girl in a semi-coma also showed a big smile-nothing was stunned and realized the gas. At that moment, it would naturally protect the body. Whitewater spent five seconds to exert its momentum and two seconds to make waves, which solved the opponent in seven seconds.
Proffitt!’ This is a placard girl shouting, and then the backbone player plays. The backbone player seems to be an old man who is also a hand-who let the Japanese national skill be a hand? The old man is an old man. Although his body is still strong, his muscles are very clear, but he doesn’t understand that Qi is a servant street. So it took Whitewater two seconds to solve it. He motioned for the young man to take the lead.
The young man jumped to his feet. "No wonder there are no martial artists to play in the Olympic Games!" Bai Lang Pei replied, this guy didn’t say much after jumping into the ring. One punch drove him towards Bai Lang. White Lang can’t let this kind of person develop bad habits. He also punched and punched, and there was a loud noise. Then this guy jumped back and then slipped sideways and kicked out.
"Is it really me?" Whitewater said, lifting his leg to block the blow. "This is a noisy hand!" That guy shouted, "noisy, you bird!" How many hands do you have! " Whitewater also shouted, "Is there such a hand? Fight flow is called fight flow! Don’t pull the tiger skin to make a banner! " After the whitewater, you’re welcome. A hurricane is going to send this guy a day, "Oh, ho!" This guy is also punched with a bare fist, and it is smashed with one punch. From the foot, the hurricane takes up the residual image and rushes directly to the front of the white water, like a meteor shower.
"The wind is punching!" This man shouted loudly, "It’s great that he didn’t shout Tianma Meteor Boxing." White waves sighed darkly, but he just told the other party to call back, and he even called back, "Euler Euler Euler!" Whitewater also roared at the same time, and even punched out his fists. Although martial arts are limited by the world, his eyesight is not good. Whitewater can intercept the opponent’s fist with each punch, which makes the opponent’s fist more and more powerful.
Trauma, trauma, white wave momentum came, and Euler became stronger and stronger, enveloping the whole half of the other side in "explosion!" The young man saw that it was not his head, so he immediately blew up his half-length shirt and took a block. Then he backed off. This guy shook his fists. "Wow, your fists are really hard!" The man said, move your fingers to heal the injury.
White waves put one hand into the waist and the other hand moved the knuckles. "This is hard to come by!"
The young man suddenly lifted his foot and kicked it continuously, and each kick kicked out a wave of white water, which was also a sigh: "I have never seen such a person who can make waves!" " At present, there are many waves playing dragon by themselves …
Chapter three hundred and seventy-seven Search officer
This can wave people’s high-speed kicking and kicking, and every wave strength can be imagined-flying fast and weak, but the density is enough, so eating in one breath like a shotgun hurts a lot, and Whitewater is also shouting "Caesar! Fluctuation! " Stretch your arms cross, pull back, and then suddenly fold in front of you. A hemispherical Ranbo with a height of more than one person flies out like this …
This wave is very powerful, which directly counteracts all the waves, and can continue to advance. It is a good way to paste the young man-now White Wave remembers his name is Mitsui and Man-directly to paste the wall of Mitsui and Man. Of course, there is no wall here, which is to paste the guardrail! Whitewater saw that these three wells kicked out the hundred fierce waves and their horses were eliminated. Suddenly, the mass broke out, and the fist was transformed with the strength of the hundred fierce waves, and a forward punch came directly with the light of gas.
This punch easily broke through Caesar’s wave, not only that, but also strengthened his attack like a meteor and killed the white waves. "This should be the killing skill!" Whitewater stretched forward with one hand and made a gesture. "Let it be! See the anti-seismic force of the golden bell jar practiced by the Thirteen Pacific Insurance. "This thought is the same as the explanation. Shi Huo can be completed in a few seconds and everyone can hear it clearly.
In front of the whitewater, the gas strength churned directly to form a small golden shield-like wave, and this meteor-like blow of course hit this light shield. However, Mitsui found that this gas shield was not broken by his meteor penetrating fist as he thought, but it seemed as if the copper shield was slightly elastic and vigorous. First, it shrank slightly, and then, with the ringing of the bell, he penetrated the fist and wrapped Caesar’s fluctuating gas strength, all of which was returned, and it was also overweight.
What the audience saw was a meteor-like fist, with people flying behind it, beating white waves together. The left hand stretched out a small semi-circular light shield, and then it suddenly stopped. Then everyone saw an illusion, like Mitsui’s fading shadow, rushing out of the shield in the opposite direction, punching a punch and hitting Mitsui with the same trick, and immediately vomiting blood and flying out.
Halfway through the flight, his ankle was caught by the white wave. As soon as the white wave stopped, this guy was immediately smashed to the ground-even the green slate was broken and splashed, and the white wave was like flowing water. He directly slammed the iron elbow and then locked the Mitsui hip joint when it was hard to straighten. Kabbah once again suffered from blood loss-it was just a temporary injury caused by the dislocation of tendons and bones.
Mitsui was grabbed by Whitewater and held high, and then an upside-down garlic seed was planted in the green flag, so he became a homo erectus stick and went into a coma.
Whitewater straightened his body and pulled his suit collar and skirt with his hands. It was a victory gesture. Cheers were as loud as jet planes. Whitewater watched the crowd take off their busts and waved them around like listening to a rock concert. This time, it was still three million cash. Whitewater took one million and let Sakata and Peach take the other two million.