How to Build a Haunted House

Someone in the line standing in the military posture laughed.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Shao found that Yang Mingjian next to him was smiling very ironically, with disdain in his brows and eyes, so his lips didn't move, and he whispered: "Laughing fart!"

Yang Mingjian saw that it was him again, his face darkened, and he also lowered his voice: "None of your business?"

"Chu Ci is my brother, and my brother's business is my business." Seeing that the instructor didn't pay attention, Yang Shao raised his chin, full of sarcasm, and then he tapped the numb tendon of Yang Mingjian's calf with his toe, saying : "For example, if I see you unhappy now, I want to make you unlucky."

"hiss--"

Yang Mingjian didn't expect him to kick suddenly and stagger, which was very eye-catching in the neat queue.

He said, "You fucking..."

Yang Shao stood in a military posture with lightning speed, raised his head and chest, and put his hands on the seams of his trousers, like a straight young poplar.

What happened in the team attracted the attention of the instructor. He signaled Chu Ci to wait first, then glanced at Yang Mingjian, and said displeasedly, "You! What's going on?!"

Yang Mingjian pointed at Yang Shao and complained angrily: "He kicked me!"

"Kick you?" The instructor glanced at Yang Shao, who was standing upright, and said with a sneer, "If he kicks you, let him kick you. Are you a rabbit? If you are weak, you know how to complain. He let you die. Why don't you die?"

"you……"

Yang Mingjian was so angry that a yellow light flashed in his eyes, he gave Yang Shao a cold look, and was about to kick him back.

"Wait." The instructor said: "Did I let you kick it? Get out!"

"..."

Yang Mingjian was suddenly stopped by him, and the legs that had been raised in the air were really retracted. He considered the difference in status between the two sides, and walked towards the direction pointed by the instructor with humiliation.

As a result, as soon as he stood still, he heard him say in surprise: "You are said to be a rabbit, but you are really a rabbit. Why don't you have any masculinity?"

"..."

Yang Mingjian heard low laughter from the crowd, his chest heaved violently, his fingers couldn't help clenching into fists, his facial muscles twitched violently, and he shouted at the instructor: "Didn't you ask me to come out? !"

"Is there?" The instructor picked his ears.

"What do you care about me? If I let you die, will you die? If I were you, I would kick you back immediately, even if you were punished afterwards. You are such a motherfucker, it is annoying to watch, if I were him, I would beat you again next time! "

Yang Mingjian: "..."

He wanted to yell, "How much did you charge the Yang family to favor that rich second generation?", but he was afraid that the instructor would become angry and trip him up during the military training, so he shut up angrily.

Infinite anger pressed down in his heart, burning Yang Mingjian's eyes turned yellow, not to mention that the weasel living in his body was still "hee hee hee" teasing: "It really is a weak and pitiful human being, even your grandpa Huang There is no prestige at all! It is a shame!"

"Shut up!" He said: "You are majestic, you have been beaten so hard that you can't even return your body, only a soul that is broken into eight petals is left!"

"You know what a fart!" Weasel said violently: "Grandpa Huang escaped from death, was outsmarted, and fought with the enemy for [-] rounds. He just abandoned his pawn in the car and hid his body. You, have already belched!"

"Heh." Yang Mingjian sneered.

He looked at the instructor and Chu Ci who were preparing for the competition in front of him, and thought to himself: "Isn't it because the Yang family is rich? It's not a thing to take his money and help the evildoers." At the same time, he couldn't help looking forward to Chu Ci Embarrassed, I thought: "Looking at you kneeling and licking the soles of the rich man's shoes, won't you end up being bullied by his lackeys?"

After much deliberation, Yang Mingjian felt that it would be best if Chu Ci was accidentally injured by an instructor of the Armed Police School, and he couldn't get out of bed for several months, so it would be bad luck for the two of them.

As if thinking of such a happy ending, the corners of his mouth curled into a secret arc.

at this time--

"Let's do it." The instructor said to Chu Ci.

"Did I really fight?"

"let's hit."

"Really hit??"

"..."

"Really really really hit???"

"Why are you so talkative before you're 40 years old?" The instructor put on a posture that could be both offensive and defensive, and waved like Bruce Lee: "Come on!"

"Ok."

Chu Ci considered the instructor's body, and used five points of strength——

"careful!"

Instructor: "..."

With a "bang", he felt that he was not punched by someone else, but was run over by a tractor on his arm.

"Hiss", the instructor couldn't help grinning.

He thought to himself that this kid must have practiced before, right?

Although the arm hurts, the officer still has to maintain his face. The instructor shook his arm without any trace, and said seriously: "Well, it's okay, I'm going for real!"

After all, without waiting for Chu Ci's reaction, he leaned forward, made a progress, and hit Chu Ci's left face with his fist with a sharp sound.

"what!"

The students standing in the queue couldn't help but exclaimed, and even Yang Shao raised his heart a little.

Although he knows that Chu Ci is a master, a master may not be good at sports. For example, if Mr. Shen fights with the instructor, Mr. Shen will definitely lose. Of course, it is not certain whether he will curse the instructor afterwards so that he cannot take care of himself. up.

"stop!"

"do not want!"

"do not!"

People's love for beautiful things is innate, and some female students yelled out without caring that this was military training.

"You don't hit someone in the face! You are responsible for breaking such a handsome face?!"

Hearing their worried, nervous, and terrified words, Yang Mingjian, who stood at the front for punishment, couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart.

He opened his eyes wide, breathing rapidly, staring closely at the two people in the arena, thinking——

Hit hard!Work hard!Hit harder!It's best if you can't hold back your strength and let Chu's face be disfigured, let's see what he will use to trick others into sympathy in the future!

"..."

Before Yang Mingjian could finish his thoughts, the situation in the field turned abruptly.

It’s true that Chu Ci doesn’t know martial arts, but he grew up in the village, and he often went into the mountains with Aunt Hu, catching weasels with his bare hands is all basic skills, tearing poisonous snakes with his hands, punching a blind bear, and kicking him unconscious. Only adult wild boars are not a problem.

People say that one strength can beat ten games, Chu Ci felt that even if he could not become the king of the mountain with his own strength, how could he be able to select the Xiongxiazi Mountain Sanda champion in Shili Village, Qingshan City?

Sanda champion vs. Sanda champion, what he has to consider now is how to subdue him without injuring the instructor. This is much more difficult than beating a blind bear to death with one punch.

"Um……"

Backing away while distracted, dodging several attacks from the instructor, Chu Ci came up with a good idea.

"It can only be this way……"

"What's going on? Look down on me? How dare you lose your mind when fighting with me?!"

Instructor Song, who led their company, took into account the identity of Chuci's student, and only showed six or seven points of strength at first, but soon he found that this was not enough.

His own attacks always landed in the air, but the opponent only dodged but did not fight back, which made Instructor Song feel like he was punching cotton.

Furious, he fought more and more seriously, and finally showed all his strength as a Sanda champion, and cautiously dealt with this evenly matched opponent.

I saw Instructor Song's punches were sharp and his legs were sharp. The moment he made the move, he seemed to be able to split the air, so that the other students who were watching could hear the "sough" wind. He was very handsome.

But Chu Ci just hides, hides, hides, hides, hides...

Instructor Song felt like a husky, being led for a walk all over the field by him, his legs had to be walked around.

The anger in his heart became more and more intense, no matter how hard it was to suppress, he punched and said:

"Why are you running? Stop! If it's a man, just face it!"

"..."

As if hearing his words, Chu Ci, who had been avoiding him, paused for a moment.

Then he said:

"Ok."

Dodging another attack from Instructor Song, Chu Ci's waist folded down.

Instructor Song's eyes lit up. After fighting for so long, fighting skills have been engraved in his consciousness like instinct. His eyes saw a flaw in Chu Ci's actions, and his body rushed to catch up before his thinking could react. The legs swept heavily like iron whips, almost leaving afterimages in the air.

...Then this leg was caught by Chu Ci.

Instructor Song felt that what was holding him was not like a hand, but like eagle claws, iron tongs, or a large mechanical arm that picked up equipment in a machining factory. , was still firmly controlled in place, unable to take a step forward.

Is Instructor Song such a person who easily admits defeat?no!Otherwise, he would not be able to win the Sanda championship.

Finding that one of his legs was being controlled, he immediately twisted his waist, using the strength of his waist to jump into the air, trying to lock Chuci to death with a scissors leg.

... Then Chu Ci grabbed his waist.

Chu Ci adjusted his movements, seeing that instructor Song was stubbornly resisting nothing, put one hand on his waist and one arm on his leg, he lifted the instructor into the air, and hugged him!

This is a not-so-standard princess hug.

While hugging, Chu Ci said: "My aunt taught me since I was a child, stay away from violence, embrace friendship, be a kind person, and resolve all unpleasantness in life with a warm embrace..."

Instructor: "..."

He understands Aunt Chu Ci's chicken soup for the soul. After all, the child is so strong that he cannot get used to using violence to solve problems.

But chicken soup is chicken soup, and Chu's posture for drinking chicken soup is obviously wrong.

People say "warm embrace", are you warm embrace?You clearly use violence to control violence!

Hug to ashes, my friend!

Thousands of words flashed through Instructor Song's mind. Finally, when Chu Ci raised his arms and hugged him higher and higher, it seemed that the air at high places was more friendly, Instructor Song couldn't hold on anymore.

He yelled out the "fuck" that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, pushed Chu Ci's arm, and said loudly——

"Damn it, put me down quickly! I'm afraid of heights!!!"

"..."

After a moment of silence, everyone burst into laughter.

Yang Shao didn't even care about being punished for making petty moves while queuing up. He wiped away the tears from his laughter and thought to himself: Let me die laughing here!