My Future Girlfriend

　　Chapter Four Forty-nine　Flat Scar Male (29th 2 more)

　　 "Porphy!"

　　 Mu Fei slaps, but suddenly feels chest tight, throws up his head, spouts a blood mist, and then he is weak, unable to fight anymore, and can only lean against the wall.

　　Here, what's going on, how can it spur blood? Mu Fei couldn't help thinking.

　　 But he never encountered such a thing, for a time, he was a little confused about the situation.

　　 But Mu Fei knew a little bit, after spraying this blood mist, in addition to feeling weak and powerless, he felt nothing uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, the feeling of boredom in the chest is gone, and the exhausted "true energy" in the body recovers at an obvious speed.

　　Like the green grass after spring rain, it grows like crazy.

"I'm relying on..." At this time, the scorpion and thin man jumped from his bed, his eyes widened in surprise, "Brother Zhu, you are so powerful, you just bleed him easily. Well, you are so fierce..."

　　 "Meng? Meng Neng girl, ah!!!" The scar on the scorpion's head was a storm, "I didn't hit it at all, hurry up and bring him to bed..."

　　 "Ah?" Scorpion hesitated. "Brother Zhu, don't we want to clean him up? How can we help him..."

　　 "I let you serve you, so much trouble? You are Dage, I am Dage?" The scar scared his eyes.

　　 "You are the eldest brother, you are..." Scorpion quickly replied.

　　The two men, seven hands and eight feet, helped Mu Fei to the empty bed and let him lie down.

　　 Mu Fei lying on the bed, feel better.

　　 "Brother Zhu, what's the matter with him? Yeh, he's spitting and heaving blood?" Scorpion stared at the bed, breathing Mu Fei, asking in doubt.

　　 Although Mu Fei is weak, people are still sober. Hearing the scorpion's question, he listened.

"Hey, don't you know this? I guess, he's okay, even when I was dripping with me just now, I was distracted..." The Scar Scar said with a smile, a pair of Po emoticon. It's just that because of the scars, his face is hideous in appearance.

　　 "No? Brother Zhu, you can spit on blood, can you vomit blood? Is this too big?" Scorpion said.

"Snapped!!"

Brother Zhu gave a slap in the face of the scorpion, "You are a turtle, you know a six? This "qi" is not the "qi" of the gasp. It is the "true qi" and Qigong practiced by the martial arts practitioners The "Qi'er"..."

"When he designated him to fight against me just now, I saw that I was too fierce. He was not my opponent, and he wanted to mobilize the true energy in his body. But he squeezed it before he got to the practice level. It was forced to mobilize underneath, and it turned out to be annoying..." Brother Zhu analyzed his head in an honest way.

　　 Mu Fei thought about it and had to say that it seemed really reasonable.

　　 Seeing that they did not embarrass themselves, Mu Fei was too lazy to take care of them, taking the opportunity to rest in bed. Twenty minutes later, the feeling of fatigue faded away, and he opened his eyes.

And when the scar saw Mu Fei opened, he grinned, "Boy, if you talk about you, this temper is too violent? Isn't it just a curse? Can I drip it? Can't I have less meat? I both Peace with you, you still fight...Look, fight around, vomit blood on your own, greet you in response..."

　　After listening to the scar, Mu Fei almost laughed.

　　I depend, is there any reason?

　　 Obviously you are embarrassing me, I passively counterattack. The result should I return? Brother didn't do anything harmful, retribution mud girl?

　　 Mu Fei got up and moved twice, feeling much better. Then he stood in front of the scar and rubbed his hands, looking more and more trying.

　　 "No? Boy, do you still want to fight?" The scar on the face was slightly flustered, and his face was embarrassed, obviously he didn't want to fight anymore.

　　 Mu Fei nodded.

"I think I am aggressive enough. Unexpectedly, you are more aggressive than I. I admit that you are higher than I. I just cursed you and apologized to you. I can't fight it?" Scarface discussed depressively.

　　 Mu Fei shook his head, "I said, I hate the three words that people scold me. I must revenge..."

　　 "You..." Scar scared his face, and finally shot his thigh, "Ah~~ OK, I have convinced you..."

　　 Then lowered his head and sent his head to Mu Fei, "I was wrong, or you smoked me. You smoked me twice, and you were out of breath, this is a good thing!!"

"Snapped!!"

　　 Mu Fei was also polite. He took one step on the hind leg and raised his leg as a foot, kicking the scarred man directly.

　　 "Grandma Mud Drops..." The Scar Scar Man was kicked to the ground, scolded, and then jumped up, glaring at Mu Fei, "Dare you dare to kick me?"

　　 "Isn't it yours?"

　　 "I'm letting you breathe out twice..."

　　 "Yeah, I used my feet..."

　　 "Wow, I dare to play... I have to learn a lesson, you guys who don't know any good..." The scar face also sounded the "crackle" of the fist.

　　 "Hey, please..." Mu Fei said, a smirk lingered in the corner of his mouth, and raised his fist wrapped in true energy. "Thank you for your blessings, my blood was not sprayed just now. I was blessed by misfortune, but my strength has grown...I want you to know and despise my end..."

　　 Mu Fei said, punching with a punch, "Look at the punch!!"

　　 This punch is not only a little bit faster than just now, but the blink of an eye came to my eyes. Scar Man was startled and could only hurriedly stop.

"Snapped!!"

　　 This punch happened to hit the scarred man's arm. He "tucked" three steps back to get a firm foothold, but the place where he was hit was sore, and he shook his arm.

"Good boy, do you want to squeeze hard with me?" Even with two losses, this scarred man was also angry, and he smiled, then opened his eyes wide, "If you want to fight, then try it ..."

　　The two were wrestling together again. You punched me and kicked, and the fights came and went.

　　 "Papa!!"

　　 "Uh... you die scars, dare to hit my face, find death!!! I kick!!!"

　　 "Boom!!"

　　 "Hey, Grandma Mud, a bear, I actually want to kick my small machine. I fight with you..."

　　 "Bee!!"

　　 "Ping Pong!"

　　 "Cracking!!!"

　　 "......"

　　 The old man who had previously slept has already been awakened by the fighting of the two. There is also the scorpion male, watching the fight between the two, it feels like watching Li Lianmou and Zhou Xingmou's martial arts film, looking dumbfounded.

　　 One or two minutes of kung fu, the prison cell is already in a state of disarray.

　　……

　　 The prison corridor, the deep cell, bursts of noise, fighting, and screaming.

　　 Many inmates in other cells were very curious and listened to the outside sound through the small window on the iron door.

　　At the same time, the inmates were also talking.

　　 "Hey hey, have you heard? Today someone was sent to cell 1117..."

　　 "I'm going, who is this? What should it be a repeat offense? It is said that Room 1117 is closed to all kinds of fierce people. How did you get in today? Killing or robbing the bank..."

　　 "I really don't know, but I saw the man when I went in. He was not very young, and his appearance was gentle, like a student, not like something serious."

"Cut, student? What's wrong with the student, is the student dangerous? The current student has too much psychological pressure and is more likely to go to extremes. Like a few years ago, two kids lit up Internet cafes and burned a dozen people. A few, aren’t they just students? There was a small thing that killed a roommate in the bedroom. The one named Ma Jiajue, wasn’t he also a student?"

　　 "But I think the new kid, 　 is not the kind of person with psychological problems..."

At this time, a prisoner interrupted the conversation between several people, "Whether he is a good person or a bad person, I know one anyway-this kid is miserable today. Listen to this cry, how miserable, it's been an hour. Is that right?"

　　 "It's miserable..."

　　 "It's almost time to kill the pigs, what kind of torture should this person have?"

　　 "......"

　　The prisoners are imagining what the new kid will be repaired to.

　　At this time, a prisoner suddenly felt something was wrong, "Hey, wait. You listen carefully, this scream, it seems that the name is Zhu's voice."

　　 Everyone heard it. "Hey, don't say... I listen like..."

　　 "It really looks like..."

　　 "......"

　　 This time, the discussion started again.

　　 "Is it a ruthless character who can't even beat him?"

　　 "No? The surnamed Zhu is a practised family, bare-handed, and three or four in the prison warn that he is not his opponent. If the boy is thin, how could he be his opponent..."

　　 "Yeah, especially in that cell besides the surname Zhu, there is also a thin man with the surname Xie, there are also two sons. The two still can't settle the new one?"

"Moreover, there were a lot of robberies, murdered repeat offenders, and death row prisoners in the 1117 room before. When they entered, they were all arrogant and powerful. Later, they were not honestly packed by the surname Zhu. How could the kid be the surname? Zhu's opponent?"

　　 "So I said that the designation was wrong! This voice should be the scream of the new kid. It's just that his voice is very similar to that of the surname Zhu, we've made a mistake..."

　　It was the last such statement that made the prisoners feel reasonable, and all nodded and said yes.

　　……

　　 "Woo~~"

　　 "Hoo~~ha~~"

Mu Fei and the scarred face were sitting on a bed each, both of whom were navy and blue, embarrassed, even panting, and still squinting at their big eyes, looking disappointed. .

　　 "Boy, if you don't think you are a baby, I'll cut you into a life with a fist and can't take care of myself..." Scarface screamed, panting.

　　 But the prison uniform that had been scratched, as well as the dark circles on his face and the blood on the corners of his mouth, all made him sound weak.

　　 "Cut..." Mu Fei snorted softly and shook his fist weakly. "I'm not convinced, I will fight again. I must also give you the other half of your eyes as panda eyes!!!" Mu Fei said.

　　 "I just refused to accept it, I still have to fight? Just hit it, you come over?" Scarface hooked her finger at Mu Fei, and her hands were shaking.

　　 "I won't pass, you come here with the ability..."

　　 "I won't pass, you come..."

　　 "You come first..."

　　 The two couldn't move anymore, and began to be noisy like a child again.

　　 But Mu Fei's mouth is just stiff, whether it is physical strength or pain in his body, he is enough. He is trembling now even standing up, not to mention beating.

　　 From today's events, Mu Fei also realized a problem.

　　Like what Li Xiaoyu said, myself, it is really too weak.

　　 Mu Fei has always believed that his skill should be a rare adversary, and it is inevitably somewhat complacent, so I heard Li Xiaoyu's words, and I was not taken seriously.

　　 But now it seems that it really is so.

　　 Mu Fei thought.

　　My skills, for ordinary people ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is indeed very sharp. But that is only for ordinary people.

　　 If I really meet the "trainer", I am really not an opponent...

　　 Not to mention Brother Yu, Zi Ming, those two perverts. I'm afraid it's a real fight. Even the phantom pupil with thin arms and legs can't be convinced.

　　 Moreover, when he first met with Brother Haibin at the time, he also suffered a pain. Today, he obviously encountered a scar face with a lower level than his own, but he still lost. If he didn’t intend to be merciful, avoid the key points, I was afraid that I would have been killed and disabled...

　　Is it really so weak?

　　 Moreover, as Brother Yu said. I continue to develop like this, and I will soon reach his level.

　　Now I encounter this kind of "cultivator" who is lower in level than myself, but I am already overwhelmed. If it's really tough, can I take it? Can't be spiked?

　　 Thinking of this, Mu Fei suddenly felt a little sad. But he also remembered what Li Xiaoyu told himself the other day, and he was going to send himself to a special training.

　　 Actually, he said that going to special training was just a refusal of Li Xiaoyu's words, but now, he has to reconsider Li Xiaoyu's proposal.

　　 Maybe this special training is really necessary? ...

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