"Are you looking at the department here?"
Opposite the teahouse, there was an indistinct voice.
"How high do you think the upper limit of a person's tolerance can be?" Lu Ze withdrew his gaze from the rolling Yangtze River and looked at the good brother in front of him again.
Given Lu Ze's state of mind, the muscles in his cheeks couldn't help but twitch for a moment.
Liang Bo’s face…
It’s really hard to put it into words!
One eye was narrowed into a slit, the eyelid of the other eye was swollen high, and the cheek was similar to that of a big yellow dog that was hit on the head by a hornet's nest.
With this alien face, it's a miracle that he's still alive.
Because of his swollen lips, his accent changed into a distinct Cantonese style.
"It's very easy to decide."
"A few days before I was beaten, I thought I couldn't handle it."
Young Master Liang's chin, which was once sharp and angular, is now as rounded as a basketball.
The swelling on the face was uneven, one side was higher and the other was lower, so that when drinking water, one could only tilt the mouth of the cup.
Lu Ze had a hunch that if Liang Bo's mother saw this scene, he might never even think about entering his house again.
However, the most surprising thing is that even though the reality has been so difficult, Liang Bo did not delay whether he was eating or drinking.
He is eating at a steady pace.
The face that had been beaten by Fatty skillfully found the right angle to swallow the food.
"Um, does your face hurt?" Lu Ze's eyes twitched again.
He was certain that among the people he had seen who practiced the "Dragon Blood Body Training Method", Liang Bo was miserable enough to reach the top.
Thinking of this, he felt inexplicably distressed. In the ten days since he left, how much training had this guy gone through.
"It hurts."
Liang Bo tilted his head nonchalantly, magically keeping his mouth at a horizontal line using the principle of making a negative a positive, and once again stuffed the hawthorn pot helmet from Maixiang Village into his mouth, chewing it with relish.
"However, a little impatience can mess up a big plan."
"I almost couldn't hold on on the first day. Brother Gu, no, Master Gu, you beat me to death on the first day. I ate one meal that day to tell you, and vomited out the remaining two meals. "
Suck it~
Liang Bo directly poured a cup of steaming tea, swallowed it, and began to attack the fourth wave of delicious food comfortably.
You can talk, but don’t delay eating!
He hasn't stopped talking since he sat here. In the past 40 minutes, Liang Bo has probably eaten as much as three adults.
From time to time, the waiters on the second floor of the tea restaurant seem to think that if it were not for their professional ethics, these beautiful waiters would have taken out their bracelets and taken pictures.
"But, hehe."
Although life was already very difficult, a bright smile appeared on Mr. Liang's face that could not express a word. This time, both eyes were narrowed into thin slits, like two thin lines drawn on a big white steamed bun.
Young Master Liang was proud beyond words.
After he swallowed the food in his mouth, he stretched out his hands and rubbed them. Then he didn't care about his swollen face and rubbed his face vigorously.
The swollen face had actually been pressed down a few centimeters, and it barely had the outline of a normal person. The only bruises and purple patches on it showed how painful the beating this guy had been.
"It's a small trick, hahahaha."
Classmate Liang Bo put his hands on his hips and laughed proudly. After his face was rubbed, his speech became normal.
The waiters in the tea restaurant were stunned to see how serious this guy was!
"Ahem." Lu Ze blocked his gaffe with the back of his hand, and was about to change the subject, asking, "How far have you practiced?"
"It will be semi-automatic soon."
Lu Ze:? ?
But good Qi-nurturing skills prevented him from showing it directly, so he narrowed his eyes and looked at Liang Bo waiting for explanation.
"Oh, prepare to shoot me with a semi-automatic rifle tomorrow." Liang Bo quickly explained.
At this moment, Lu Ze doubted whether it was right to give Liang Bo to Li Gu for training.
Liang Bo saw the weird look on his good brother's face and thought that Lu Ze was worried about him. He waved his hand generously and said, "It doesn't matter. Who is this young master?"
"Don't mention it, when you feel the bullets hitting your suit one after another, the unfiltered momentum will massage your muscles and accelerate your blood circulation. It's actually quite refreshing after you get used to it... What are you doing? Are you looking at me like this?"
Classmate Liang Bo was angry.
He saw a look in Lu Ze's eyes that looked like a pervert.
It's obvious that you are the pervert, okay?
You were the one who told me that heaven would send a great responsibility to this people in the first place.
"You continue." Lu Ze sat upright and extended his hand to signal. What he admired most was Young Master Liang's fighting spirit.
Optimism is contagious!
"The Shield Dragon Academy will welcome their king...Yun?"
Young Master Liang smashed the table and stood up impassionedly. Then when he saw the swaying waves blooming at the stairway of the second floor, Young Master Liang subconsciously shouted out the name.
Denim hot pants highlight those long legs in exaggerated proportions.
The mung bean smoothie ice cream in Wang Yun's hand froze for a moment and he looked at it subconsciously.
Um?
"Shield Dragon Academy?"
She was obviously a recommended student of Donghua Military Academy. When did she go to Shield Dragon Academy?
"Liang Bo? You...hahahaha, sister and I are laughing so hard."
After finally identifying Liang Bo's pig-headed face, Wang Jun smiled so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, and his rather ladylike best friend Su Yanyan at the side also suppressed her blush.
"Did you get robbed?"
"Speaking of which, if you can be next to our Lu Tianwang, who dares to bully you?"
"Look, I hit you all over your face... Pfft, I'm sorry, I couldn't bear it anymore."
Wang Yun took Su Yanyan and sat beside the tea seat without any notice, and she couldn't help but smile miserably on her face that she tried hard to straighten.
Liang Bo looked at the sesame cake in his hand and suddenly felt that it didn't smell good anymore.
"I want to fight you!"
"You are so tall and strong that you want to hit a weak woman like me. I'm sorry."
Recalling that he was beaten by this bastard half a month before the college entrance examination, Wang Jun was filled with anger. Now he still had the nerve to speak again. How could he be addicted to beating women?
"You have the ability to fight our King Lu Tian." Wang Yun raised his eyebrows proudly and looked at Lu Ze with his beautiful eyes.
Liang Bo calmed down and ate the sesame crisps silently.
Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. He, Liang Bo, must be a super man.
"When did Aze get this nickname?" After eating the snack, Liang Bo narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Yun with a wise look.
"Oh my God, Mr. Liang, have you been out of touch with society in the past half month?"
"Now in Shangnan High School, who doesn't know the reputation of our Lu Tianwang? Even a woman like my mother who is only interested in cosmetics suddenly asked me who the handsome guy from Lu was."
"Before you go to school to report, please pay attention. There is also an exam for admission." Wang Yun reminded in a low voice. Now her beautiful big eyes were completely caring for the mentally retarded.
She was very afraid that this guy would be beaten stupid before he even got to Shield Dragon Academy.
