For the rest of the day, I felt as if I was in a cage with a high-walled power grid, and Tiandao was the jailer wielding a rubber stick, and although my life was safe, it was better to live than to die.

As he said, he never beat me up when he was in a mood or not.

I will be happy to do it when I am full of food and drink, I will be bored in the middle of the night, and I will even be beaten to celebrate when I pee.

This kid has some kind of mental illness, one second he may have told me about his sad past with a sad face, and the next second he suddenly waved his fists and legs with hideous eyes.

People are really a very strange creature, obviously a memory that has been completely forgotten, but at a certain point in time, it will suddenly come to mind, Brother Hei taught me the butterfly steps before, I can't learn how to do it, but after two days of mental illness with Tiandao, it is immediately as clear as a ninety-nine multiplication table, and can be used proficiently.

On the fourth night of breaking into the jungle, Tiandao and I gathered around the fire as usual, eating grilled fish, chatting with each other, and in order to avoid him suddenly attacking me, I would normally keep a safe distance of two to three meters from him.

He munched on the grilled fish on the branch and asked me, "Hey, what do you think you're doing outside?"

I replied with the corners of my mouth open: "Those who are mixed with society are called blind rookies, dilaizi, and social prostitution in your Northeast dialect." ”

It's not that I don't have a good attitude, the main back molars were beaten a little loose by him, let alone chatting, and even swallowing saliva hurts.

"Oh. He blinked, looked up at me, and said, "Come, because you're a blind ruck, let's fight." ”

"!" I couldn't help but shudder, jumped up on the spot, quickly took two steps back, and folded my hands towards him: "Big brother, it's not you looking for something like this, you just beat me up before eating because I peed and my bifurcation." ”

"If you don't fight, I'll kill you. Tiandao got up slowly, shook the oil stains on his wrist, stepped forward with his left foot, bent his right foot, and his two hands were already clenched into fists and placed on his chest.

The most this scumbag said in the past two days was, "If you don't fight, I'll kill you." ”

He was almost numb to what he said, and it was hard for me to listen to it again.

Seeing that I was still not happy at all, he licked his lips and said, "Otherwise, if you use a branch as a weapon, I will attack you with my bare hands." ”

I spat viciously, pointed to the scar on my right arm that had just healed, and hummed bitterly: "Hurry up and get the calf, I can't do anything with chickens, yesterday you asked Lao Tzu to take a dagger, but you grabbed the knife and cut seven or eight cuts on my arm, and today just stopped bleeding." ”

You really can't use the guy style to fight with him, otherwise he will definitely take me away and kill me.

"Hurry up!" he shouted, raising his leg and running towards me.

I hurriedly stepped back, this dog calf had never practiced martial arts, and he didn't know any moves, and fighting with people was completely based on a talent, but he seemed to be very proficient in human joints and organs, and knew which hurt the most to beat me.

Before I could take two steps back, he had already swung an uppercut at my face.

I subconsciously shrugged my left shoulder, and raised my head to the right, so as to avoid his big punch with the sound of breaking the wind, and the butterfly step that Brother Hei taught me was completely skillful during this time, and it almost became an instinctive reaction.

At the same time I swung my right hand and slammed my elbow into his chest, and he leaned back, avoiding my attack with great ease, and took another half step forward to me, completely sticking to me, and I said in my heart that I would be done, and I couldn't let him get close to him at all, otherwise I would have no room to fight back.

Sure enough, after sticking to me, his two fists seemed to be open, opening the bow left and right, using me as a sandbag, all kinds of straight punches, short punches and slammed into my chest and lower abdomen seven or eight times in a row, and my feet off the ground and the back of the flat slap on the ground.

Tiandao pursed his lips, squinted at those big cataract-like eyes and muttered disdainfully: "What a waste.. You can still take more than a dozen punches before eating, how can you eat enough but not be beaten, you have to cheat and play tricks like this, and the amount of food will be halved from tomorrow. ”

I don't know how many punches a ruthless person who has practiced kung fu professionally can throw in a second, but at least one second at the fastest time of this thing, four or five punches are commonplace.

It was extremely physically demanding to be beaten, and I gasped and explained, "Big brother, what are you doing? I'm full, but you're more full than I am, I can beat you." ”

"Oh. He tilted his neck as if thinking for a few seconds, then nodded his head and said, "That makes sense." ”

Then, in my surprised gaze, he bent down and picked his throat, and then spit out with a "vomit", and after a few mouthfuls, he wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and said: "Now I am half full, if you can't bear ten punches, I will kill you!"

I didn't care about the stuffy pain in my chest, so I got up and ran: "Lie down and go to Nimad, you really spare no effort to beat me." ”

Obviously, I ran first, Tiandao was at least six or seven meters slower than me, but it only took two breaths to catch up with me, slap my shoulder, pull back brutally, and stop me, and I returned with a punch to the side of his face.

He cowered his neck away, and my knees slammed into his crotch.

Tiandao pouted his ass back, easily resolved it again, and then grinned, blinking like finding a mentally handicapped child who had found a fun toy: "That's right, at least a little resistance, I have fun playing." ”

In the past few days together, I can't remember how many times I have been beaten by him, and I instantly became angry, raised my fist, and scolded and smashed: "Beat you to death!"

He didn't panic in the slightest, like a vigorous cat, his body flashed left and right, and all the fists I swung out were lost in the sea, and I didn't touch him at all.

After a few punches in a row to no avail, I was smart and didn't continue to move, staring at him without blinking, I have to say that actual combat is the best teacher, these days of mutual fighting, I have mastered a lot of practical skills, and I have also learned a lot from Tiandao.

For example, I can do a maximum of five punches, because after five blows, I am almost out of strength, and even if I can hit him, it won't hurt too much.

Seeing that I was no longer attacking, he stuck out his tongue viciously and kicked me in the lower abdomen.

"I knew you would definitely come to this trick!" I moved forward with both hands, hugged his calf, and pulled back hard, he suddenly became unstable, staggered forward, I held my breath, and slammed forward with my head, and hit the bridge of his nose hard.

He snorted and threw his arms around my neck in the opposite direction, and we both lay on the ground.

After falling to the ground, my advantage was instantly gone, and I was ridden on my body by him, and I was directly put into dry shock by saying "return my drifting fist" with a big face.

I fainted for about half a minute, I shook my head and got up, nosebleeds flowed down my mouth, but I couldn't help laughing, these days I always let the maid beat all over the body, this is the first time to break his defense, just now I also had his nose dry and bleeding.

He pinched his nose, raised his head to stop the bleeding, and muttered angrily: "The progress is quite obvious." ”

"In other words, Lao Tzu must be a martial arts wizard, but he has not been trained too systematically before. I covered my nose a little flutteringly and said crookedly.

He squinted his eyes and sneered: "Then let's fight again." ”

I trembled twice, immediately jumped up, and ran towards the stream: "I don't want it, Brother Dao, you're tired too, I'll go and boil some water for you to drink." ”

Standing by the shallow stream, by the weak moonlight, I stared at my reflection in a daze, at this time I had a scruffy beard, naked upper body, arms, chest, and lower abdomen were all deep and shallow small wounds, but I didn't feel much pain, my body did not change in any way, but I felt that I was really much stronger, at least with three or two street bastards, I should not suffer anything.

I remember the day I first entered the jungle, I walked dozens of miles and felt as if my legs were about to be broken, but in the past few days, I have been in a cycle of being beaten and flattened all the time, but I don't feel so tired.

Heaven said that muscles will form memories, and I feel that the muscles I am beating now should be almost comparable to that of a professional boxer, and at first he made me unconscious, and I needed to faint for at least ten or twenty minutes, and now it is only three or two minutes.

After squatting by the stream for a while, I was thinking about whether to take a bath when Tiandao's shout sounded: "Hey, who is that, let's continue, I feel that I have rested here." ”

"Go to Nimad. I cursed viciously, waded through the stream and ran to the other side, and found a bush cat at random...