Kickboxing (Upper)

  Actually, Dawei is a weirdo, he's really one of those legendary hidden masters among the people. Normally, if someone had their butt exposed like that, they'd be so embarrassed they wouldn't know what to do, and would probably slink away in shame.

  Ke Dawei this guy, actually forced his way through, pants leg rolled up, jacket covered, and continued to laugh and joke with Wang Jian and others, not minding his dazzling blue striped underwear peeking out.

  Of course, after being made a fool of by Jin Huiming, he didn't dare to make fun of Wang Jian again. After all, this time was considered a minor punishment, but next time... who knows if the little pervert would pull his pants down completely. The world is such a small place, and if someone recognized him as Xiao family's young master running around with his butt exposed in just underwear on the street, his old man would probably directly rent one of those dog-catching cars to catch him back home.

  So he thought that with Wang Jian, it was enough to just figure out what kind of person he was, but with the little pervert next to Wang Jian, this wasn't something that could be solved just by understanding him. This not only required great courage, but also extraordinary luck...

  Wang Jian also said a few words to Xiao Bian Tai because of this matter, but Xiao Bian Tai's skin had already thickened and gone global. Not only was she not afraid, but she also argued with Wang Jian in a straightforward and confident manner, and through various arguments, defeated Wang Jian, turning what was originally her mistake into Da Wei seeking death...

  While eating hot pot, Tianran Er suddenly seemed to remember something and leaned into Wang Jian's ear and said: "I want to go home..."

  "What's wrong?"

  "Uh... uh..." Tian Ran Er's face turned bright red again: "I didn't bring bread today..."

  Wang Jian said with a sigh: "Bread, wait for me, I'll go buy some."

  After finishing speaking, he left his seat without saying a word and quickly ran to a bakery under Tianran's hesitant expression. He bought a whole bunch of whole wheat bread and put it in front of Tianran: "You have to eat hot pot with bread? This flavor is too weird."

  Naturally dumbfounded. Her legs were restless and twisting, her face was red enough to bleed.

  "Don't like this flavor?" Wang Jian felt that today's Tianran was a bit strange: "Just make do, the other bread doesn't look very fresh."

  At this time, Jin Huiming sighed and shook his head, asking Tianran Ershou who had a pink packaged thing in his hand: "Look at you pitifully, I'll give it to you as a reward."

  Watching Tianran rush towards the bathroom like a madman, Wang Jian was confused: "Is she having diarrhea?"

  "It's even more disgusting than that." Jin Huiming shook her head with a "you're too nosy" expression: "Don't bother..."

  Dawei was already drunk and his face was completely red from drinking with Xu Hu. He was squatting down to grab the wine, not caring that his striped underwear was exposed under the light, making Jin Hui Ming frown repeatedly.

  "This kind of person is the most annoying." Jin Huiming frowned and took a glance at Wang Jian, who was drinking authentic good iced tea: "Not drinking alcohol is what makes a real man."

  "Are these two things related?" Wang Jian looked at Xiao Biantai in surprise: "The logic doesn't add up."

  "Why don't you drink?"

  "I promised Dad, so I don't drink at all."

  "Can you drink? How much can you drink?"

  "A 70-degree corn stalk, about two catties, more would be dizzy."

  "Your drinking capacity is already very good, but you don't even wet your lips. Is it just because of a promise? Doesn't that count as being a man?"

  Wang Jian was a bit embarrassed by what was said, so he pretended to be fierce and glared at Jin Huiming: "Don't talk nonsense!"

  Not long after, Tianran skipped back with a happy and light step, just as Wang Jian was about to get close to Jin Huiming. His eyes suddenly darkened and he muttered: "I should have put some chili powder on my head."

  The words had not been spoken yet, when suddenly Tian Ran's two feet slipped under her and she fell to the ground with a thud. She let out a pained cry, startling Wang Jian who was busy soaking his rice in hot pot broth.

  "Oh no..." Wang Jian hastily rushed over and helped her up: "How did you fall again."

  "Ow..." The natural voice was trembling with a sob, constantly rubbing his chest: "It hurts to death."

  Wang Jian thought: This can't be painless, after all, it's not like a man's chest is flat, you have something on your chest. It would be strange if this didn't hurt... But why doesn't this thing explode...

  Thinking of something strange, Wang Jian resolutely shook his head, as if to shake off the strange idea, then reddened his ears and pulled Tianran Er up, patting the dust on her body: "You be careful too."

  "I've been very careful..."

  Just as they were talking, Xu Hu suddenly received a phone call. Within two minutes of answering it, he suddenly became furious, his eyes wide with anger, and his bald head gleaming with sweat. He slammed the chopsticks in his hand onto the table and shouted loudly: "Master, someone is kicking our gym!"

  Wang Jian was taken aback: "Kick the hall? So soon?"

  Although he had seen many scenes of kicking and finding fault in movies, he had never encountered them himself. So the kick-in thing was fresh for Wang Jian, but now he couldn't just watch with a curious mind like before, after all, the martial arts hall also had his share, even the name was given by him.

  Although he was caught off guard by some things, Wang Jian had nothing to say. He inserted his hands into his pockets and turned around to go downstairs without saying another word.

  And seeing him walk like this, everyone followed suit, even Da Wei, who was exposing his blue-striped underwear, pulled up his pants and followed, but he was drunk and staggered, and had to be supported by Wu Zi to walk in a straight line.

  A group of people ran quickly in a line, their momentum was really frightening, the pedestrians on the road all wanted to flee in terror, and even a 110 patrol car slowly followed behind them.

  "What the fart." Dawei turned his head and cursed drunkenly: "Haven't...haven't seen anyone running after dinner, damn it?"

  Fortunately, the noise on the road was loud, and the people in the police car didn't hear Dawei's drunken words. They continued to follow slowly behind, driving at a slow pace, as if waiting for an opportunity to take down this bald-headed criminal gang all at once.

  As they approached the martial arts hall, Wang Jian saw a group of people wearing neat uniforms sitting in a row at the entrance of the new martial arts hall, seemingly waiting for them to arrive.

  "Are you kicking us out?"

  Wang Jian was the first to walk up, frowning as he looked at this group of people who didn't know whether they were learning Taekwondo or Karate. Those people also looked at Wang Jian and the small, soulless bald heads behind him.

  When they saw Wang Jian, they didn't think much of it, but when they saw the group of bald men with red faces and menacing looks behind him, many of them immediately tightened their buttocks.

  "Are you the one who opened this martial arts school?"

  A young man in his early twenties stood up first, face to face with Wang Jian. He looked even more arrogant than Wang Jian, with a slightly dark and bronzed complexion that exuded an intimidating aura.

  He spoke to Wang Jian with a tone of obvious disdain, and looked up at the signboard above Wang Jian's martial arts school: "Do you know the rules? Who is your master here?"

  Wang Jian pushed him back and pointed at the person on the ground: "You have three minutes."

  "Ah Jian..." Tian Ran Er suddenly rushed over and grabbed Wang Jian's hand: "There are police behind us."

  Wang Jian immediately turned around, pushed away the crowd and walked to the front of the patrol car. He slapped the side window forcefully: "This has nothing to do with you!"

  Everyone present, friend or foe alike, was stunned. This brazen attack on the police... He must have had too much to drink!

  The police in the patrol car got out and pointed at Wang Jian: "What are you doing?"

  Just as he finished speaking, he was about to put handcuffs on Wang Jian, but at this moment, Dawei suddenly rushed up with his striped underwear and took a brick to smash the windshield of the police car. Pointing at the two policemen, he said in a drunken tone: "Get... get out of here!"

  After finishing speaking, he took out his phone and dialed a number: "Yang... Yang... Uncle Yang, your subordinate is looking for trouble with me."

  Then he slapped the phone on the hood and pointed at a policeman: "Answer the phone for me!"

  The two policemen were stunned, and the one pointed by Dawei, who was full of surprise, picked up the phone. His face changed immediately: "Director... it's you. Yes, we know. We know he got drunk. Okay... but he smashed our glass... okay, we know."

  They hung up the phone, and the two of them didn't say another word. They turned around and drove away in the police car that had already been smashed into a spider web shape. Wang Jian also turned his head at this time, looking at those who came to make trouble: "There's still one minute left, today is the opening day, don't make such a fuss."

  Dawei was blown by the cold wind, and the alcohol was even more intoxicating. He pointed at the leader's nose: "Trash, do you know your father? When your father was out making a name for himself, you bunch of idiots were still playing with your dicks. Get lost, or all of you will be dead meat. Believe it or not, I can call up 500 people to waste your mother's cunt."

  "Xu Hu." Wang Jian pulled Da Wei back and handed him over to Xu Hu: "This guy has had too much to drink, take control of him... He can really call out so many people."

  Xu Hu quickly got Wu Zi and Liu Zi to drag Da Wei to a small restaurant next door, ordering wine and dishes... after all, having mixed with the bar for so many years, dealing with this kind of drunkard was his specialty.

  With Da Wei making trouble gone, Wang Jian also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was full of anger, after all, the bigger the matter became, the more it would be disadvantageous to everyone.

  "What are you studying?" Wang Jian put his hands behind his back and frowned: "The clothes don't match."

  After the storm just now, the bronze-colored man opposite had roughly understood Wang Jian and his gang. In his opinion, smashing the police car earlier seemed to have some reason, while Wang Jian was at most a small mixed-race who followed behind and ate ass.

  So he led the way in guffawing: "You also understand this line? Do you think a martial arts school is that easy to open? Where's your master?"

  Wang Jian said in a deep voice: "It's me."

  Hahaha...

  A burst of noisy laughter came, and those people began to mock Wang Jian's words. After all, he was really too young, so young that it was hard to believe.

  Wang Jian patted his shoulder: "Let your master come, you are not qualified."

  After finishing, he directly pushed open the glass door of the martial arts hall that he had never entered before. As soon as he opened it, someone's hand pressed on Wang Jian's shoulder from behind: "Don't dare to come in? Can't play, then take down the sign and sell snacks instead."

  Wang Jian suddenly turned his head and slammed down his hand: "More than five seconds is considered a loss for me."

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