I get stronger when I get hit

It was already the night of the second day, today was a holiday, and there was no one in the martial arts academy.

Walking alone in the long and lonely corridor, Zhang Dashuai looked up at the starry sky, feeling very disappointed.

I don't know if there is a place where I used to be at the other end of time and space.

The loot from Shuangfu Village was confiscated by Cao Weiguo, and it should be used as evidence in court, but there is no action there yet, and Marshal Zhang can only wait quietly.

At this time his cell phone rang.

"Depend on!"

As soon as Zhang Dashuai looked at the caller ID, he hung up the phone.

They are still fighting tirelessly.

Until the fifth time.

"Hey, Du Hexi, what are you doing?"

It's his cheap wife, that gorgeous woman.

In terms of beauty alone, even Hu Jianyu and Xue Peipei are worse.

"Son, come to the bar quickly, my wife will introduce you to a girl."

Zhang Dashuai's keen sense of smell has already smelled the taste of conspiracy.

"No time, you can keep it for yourself and play slowly."

"Don't, if I can play, I can introduce you to you. Hurry up, don't wait until the time is too late, the girl is going home to sleep."

"No more shit!"

over the phone.

"Godmother, isn't the handsome brother coming?"

"That kid has no roots of wisdom, forget it, ignore him."

Zhang Dashuai drove out of the gate of the martial arts academy alone, and had nowhere to go.

His phone rang again.

"Hey, handsome, you can finally get through the phone. Our brothers are drinking outside, do you want to come?" It was roommate Mu Ming who called.

"Where, I'm outside school right now."

"Ah! You are outside the school! Oops, those melons from the Taiyi Martial Academy are ambushing outside the school, be careful."

"Hehe... don't be careful, it's already here."

In front of Dashuai Zhang's car, more than 30 people surrounded him, all boys.

"Hey, get out of the car!"

The leader was a thin man in black, and the hood of Dashuai Zhang cracked when he took the shot.

"What are you doing, be careful, can you afford to pay for a bad shot?"

The elder brother who took the lead saw that Marshal Zhang was wearing a school uniform, and asked ferociously, "Are you a student at the school? Where are the boys who made a fight? Why are you missing?"

"It's a holiday today, don't you know?"

The shouts of "I rely on" and "Ci'ao he?" came one after another, and the more than 30 good guys present felt that their IQs had been crushed.

"Brother Song, we were played like dogs by those grandsons." A pair of small glasses, a bit like a military adviser.

puff...

Dashuai Zhang couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, it's a good analogy. Since there's nothing else to do, remember to count the time when you make an appointment next time. Bye."

Dashuai Zhang was about to get into the car.

"and many more!"

Brother Song stopped Dashuai Zhang and asked coldly, "Let me ask you, do you know Mu Ming, Zhou Zheng, Lu Chao, Gong Yuzhuo?"

"Know three."

Brother Song grinned grimly: "Humph, that's really great. You should call them quickly and ask them to come over, or you won't leave."

swoosh...

As soon as Brother Song finished speaking, his brothers all showed their weapons.

Nowadays, everyone practices martial arts, and weapons are quite normal.

"Hey, talk it out if you have something to say, don't draw your knife if you don't agree with each other, do you understand that harmony makes money?"

Little Glasses jumped out again and shouted: "What are you, why do you care about us, are you my father?"

"Hey……"

Dashuai Zhang sighed and called Mu Ming.

"Come and collect the body, outside the school."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Dashuai looked at the thirty or so people in front of him.

then……

With a lightning strike, he grabbed Brother Song's hair in the front row, and slapped him across the face with a slap.

"This grandson dared to sneak attack, Brother Song was slapped, come on!"

More than [-] people quickly stepped forward to support, and chopped at Marshal Zhang.

With a sneer in his eyes, Zhang Dashuai didn't draw out his saber, just grabbed Brother Song's foot and swung it on the spot.

With a snort, Brother Song's head came into close contact with the back of the knife.

"Hey, brother, do you practice Iron Head Kung Fu?"

Brother Song was a little dazed by the swing, and nodded subconsciously.

If that's the case, you're welcome.

These people didn't intend to kill, and Dashuai Zhang didn't want to hurt their lives either.

He took Brother Song as a weapon in his hand, and swung it like a bunch of flowers.

The sound of humming and humming was endless, and more than 3 people couldn't get close at all. They were swept on their backs or lying on their backs by Dashuai Zhang's humanoid weapons. It took only [-] minutes, and no one was able to stand upright.

Dashuai Zhang turned his attention to Brother Song, his head almost made sparks on the ground.Walking up to the little glasses with the most broken mouth: "Glasses, are you still noisy?"

Little Glasses was actually not injured, it was he who called the other brothers to rush forward, he was the trumpeter.

Standing up unsteadily, he said angrily, "Hmph, what a hero you are just relying on the power of your weapon!"

"Well, Brother Song, I'm not scolding you, I'm just praising you for your iron head."

At this moment, Brother Song was squatting on the ground, covering his forehead and waving his hands. He didn't want to talk now, and his head was a little dizzy.

"When fighting on the battlefield, only those who are standing have the right to speak." Dashuai Zhang said.

"Why do you teach me, are you my father?"

Pfft!
The eyes of the little glasses were full of horror, and he knelt on the ground pushing Jinshan downside down the jade pillar.

"father!"

On top of his head was a three-meter-long blood-red broadsword, with a terrifying and penetrating aura. Just hanging above his head like this, the little glasses felt like his head was about to explode.

"hiss……"

Everyone present gasped, the three-meter-long sword was terrifying to look at.

"Does this count as relying on the advantage of weapons?" Dashuai Zhang asked.

"It's what Dad says."

Little Glasses' voice was trembling with fright, for fear that Zhang Dashuai's hand would not hold steady, and the knife edge would come down and split his head.

shuh...

Dashuai Zhang stretched out his three-meter broadsword and pointed it at other people. Some people who were trembling just now pretended not to be able to stand up.

"What about you? Are you still here to fight?"

"Not coming, not coming."

"That's right, harmony makes money, it's not good to fight and kill."

A taxi stopped, and Mu Ming got out of the car, seeing the mess of the place, he was a little dazed.

"Marshal, what... what happened?"

"Nothing, a misunderstanding."

Brother Song's concussion also improved a bit, and he touched his head and said, "Yes, yes, yes, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding."

Thirty or so people dispersed in such a disheartened manner, and also settled Mu Ming's car money by the way.

"Hahaha..." Mu Ming laughed loudly in Zhang Dashuai's car.

"It's not good to pick anyone among these Sabbies. They picked a hard bone. Uh... Commander, I'm not saying you're a bone, I'm just describing them as dogs."

"It's okay, you continue."

"Marshal, I let you take the blame today. Zhou Zheng and Lu Chao have already booked a table at Ye Shi Bar. Let's go there. I invite you."

Dashuai Zhang simply had nothing to do, so the two went straight to the Night Bar.

Because of the recovery of spiritual energy, the bar is a place where fish and dragons are mixed together.

Over there, if there is a disagreement, there will be a fight, and here it is more likely that the house will be demolished if there is a disagreement.

Therefore, at the entrance of the bar, three bald men with the power of transformation, as security forces, guarded tightly.