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- Rigui tidied himself up a bit, said hello to Yang Zongbao, and slipped out.
Yang Zongbao didn't take it seriously. The Japanese ghost was good at everything, but he couldn't control his lower body. He slipped out at this time to find welfare. Yang Zongbao is not worried that the Japanese ghost will return without success. He seems to have a special ability and can satisfy himself in the right place wherever he goes
Yang Zongbao looked at the playground downstairs. Although there were only a few incandescent lamps that were not very bright, he could still see the soldiers running around the playground
"Okay, stop." Yang Zongbao said to Song Heren who was standing next to the playground.
Song Heren rolled his eyes at Yang Zongbao and said nothing.
"The situation here is not safe. If the soldiers are not in the best condition, it is very likely" Yang Zongbao did not say the next words, but he imagined that Song Heren should understand.
"" Song Heren remained silent, but his tightly pursed lips revealed his thoughts at this time.
As if to cooperate with Yang Zongbao¡¯s words, the sound of explosions was heard in the distance, accompanied by rising red light, just like Chinese folk fireworks.
"The whole team is resting." Song Heren finally said.
The soldiers did not immediately collapse, but lined up neatly in front of Song Heren. They did not go to rest until Song Heren said they were disbanded.
"You" Song Heren saw that Yang Zongbao had something to say but didn't know what to say. After a long time, he moved his mouth and said, "Go back and rest."
"Without water, I can't sleep." Yang Zongbao said seemingly unintentionally.
"Look, are we still there?" Song Heren pointed to the side of the American soldiers. Well water is being used over there. But the well water was almost dry, and the water flow was as thin as a child's pee.
Yang Zongbao was silent for a moment and then asked: "Where is our domestic water?"
"It all depends on the supply from the United Nations." Song Heren sighed: "Every person gets a bottle of mineral water every day."
"Yeah." Yang Zongbao nodded, and then walked towards the American soldiers' camp.
"What are you doing?" Song Heren took Yang Zongbao's hand and stopped him.
"Go and ask for water." Yang Zongbao replied as he should.
"This is the rule, don't cause trouble." Song Heren had already gotten angry with his comrades who had returned to Kenting before he came to Kenting. He knew that there were some rules in Kenting. For example, the well in the primary school playground belonged to a certain country.
"One bottle of water is not enough for one person." After Yang Zongbao said this, he got rid of Song Heren's hand.
The American soldiers surrounding the well stood up one after another when they saw Yang Zongbao walking towards them.
"What are you doing?" A bald American soldier with a cross tattooed on his chest stood in front of Yang Zongbao.
"I want to fight for it. Water resources are tight. I hope we can share this well." Yang Zongbao's attitude is quite mild.
"No, this well is on this side of our camp." As expected, the bald American soldier did not agree. On the contrary, he was somewhat provocative.
"Compared with the physique of the bald soldier, Yang Zongbao looks very thin.
"This well does not belong to you, nor does it belong to the United States, but to Kenting. I hope everyone can share it." Yang Zongbao still insisted on his position.
"Weak people of the Celestial Dynasty, don't you think you have no one in your country, so you want to send children to the battlefield?" The bald soldier deliberately used his palm to indicate the height of Yang Zongbao in the air, and then stuck it on his chest.
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"Ha ha¡¡"
There was a burst of laughter.
I know that the other person laughs at me for being short, but this is the truth. Yang Zongbao was silent.
"Children, please go home and drink milk. This is the world of adults." The bald soldier dismissed Yang Zongbao with a casual wave of his hand.
"Is it okay if the fist is big?" Yang Zongbao thought for a while and asked.
"What? You want to fight?" The bald soldier was nearly 2 meters tall, and his muscles were tangled together, showing endless strength. Therefore, he was very disdainful when faced with the challenge of the thin Yang Zongbao.
"If we win, the water will be shared with everyone, right?" Yang Zongbao suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the bald soldier.
"Don't say that I am bullying the small." Seeing the seriousness in Yang Zongbao's eyes, the bald soldier suddenly took off his shirt, revealing his strong upper body.
Yang Zongbao had no special preparations. He just spread his feet slightly, stood firmly, made fists with his hands, and moved them forward and back.
People in the East and West are very different. Westerners love to eat meat and pay attention to physical exercise. The thickness of their superficial muscles is relatively high and they have a tougher physique than Easterners. People with thicker muscles tend to be more powerful.quantity. This power is evident from the outside.
Orientals pay more attention to their own internal training. The training of ancient martial arts is completely contrary to the actual condition of the body. Instead, they have rediscovered and developed a set of "seven meridians and eight meridians" invisible to the naked eye, focusing on Qi training, so from From the outside, the muscles don't seem to be that scary, and some even have general belly, but this doesn't mean they don't have strength.
Yang Zongbao and the bald soldier are very different in size. The confrontation between the two is indeed very inconsistent.
Song Heren knew that he should stop Yang Zongbao, but he still couldn't speak. Because he also knows that one bottle of water a day is not enough. If Yang Zongbao can win, it would be best if the soldiers can also have some water to wash themselves with. If you lose, that's okay, Yang Zongbao can learn a lesson. For one reason or another, Song Heren allowed Yang Zongbao to fight with the American soldiers.
The muscles of American soldiers are indeed incredible, and they are also fast. In the blink of an eye, his fist was in front of Yang Zongbao.
Yang Zongbao quickly retreated and turned to the right, avoiding the fatal blow, but his fist still hit his earlobe.
The bald soldier failed to hit the target and immediately turned around and swung his hand back.
Yang Zongbao narrowed his eyes and hit the soldier's elbow two inches above the back with his knife.
The bald soldier¡¯s hands went numb and he shivered a few times, then he quickly recovered after shaking his hands. Because he was hit, he felt insulted, his face suddenly dimmed, he screamed, and rushed towards Yang Zongbao again.
There was a snap
The bald soldier staggered, ran forward a few steps before regaining his balance, turned around and stared at Yang Zongbao angrily: "You coward, can't you fight me head-on?"
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t say anything. For him, confronting someone head-on was something only an idiot would do. After the old man disappeared, Yang Zongbao suddenly became interested in traditional Chinese medicine. During this year in the slums, Yang Zongbao was not idle either. In my spare time, I often read books on traditional Chinese medicine. Then I became interested in feeling the pulse, and naturally I memorized the seven meridians and eight meridians, as well as the acupuncture point diagram, and combined it with Tai Chi. Naturally, I continued to practice the Tai Chi that the old man had taught me when he was still alive. At this time, Yang Zongbao didn't know what happened at Baifo Temple that night.
Tai Chi was not used for fitness when it was first created, but a real martial art. Martial arts are naturally used to attack others, but the faces of the grandparents and grandmothers who practice every morning in Tianchao Park now are simplified versions. Yang Zongbao's boxing came from his family, Mr. Yang, so it was naturally the closest to the original.
Yang Zongbao¡¯s silence was considered a provocation in the eyes of the bald soldier. With a flash of cold light, a dagger appeared in the hand of the bald soldier.
Song Heren frowned and felt that the American soldiers went too far.
Soldiers should be martial. This is true in any country, because resisting foreign powers and maintaining stability cannot be separated from the military's force value. But precisely because it is the military, everyone values ??fairness. But now the American soldiers showed their knives, and Yang Zongbao was left with his bare hands. This is undoubtedly unfair.
Even though Song Heren was dissatisfied, he had no intention of speaking. He just stood aside coldly with his arms folded.
Yang Zongbao was not shaken by the sudden display of the knife. But this time he moved first
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With continuous slapping, Yang Zongbao used all his strength every time, and each time he hit the weak spots on the bald soldier's body.
Continuous nerve paralysis caused the bald soldier to drop his knife to the ground.
The moment the knife fell to the ground, Yang Zongbao rolled around on the ground, rolled over behind the bald soldier, picked up the knife, put one foot on his back spine, raised the knife with the other hand, and was about to
"Stop"
¡°stop¡¡¡±
A sound in Chinese and a sound in English reached Yang Zongbao¡¯s ears almost at the same time.
"Dr. John, I think there is a misunderstanding here."
William stumbled over from a distance and grabbed Yang Zongbao's knife-holding hand.
"What are you doing? Do you still want to cause casualties?" Song Heren was also frightened by Yang Zongbao's actions. If Yang Zongbao's knife was really bloody, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Well?" Yang Zongbao asked William. He knew that William had the most authority to speak here because of his status.
"We use it during the day, but you use it at night?" When William gave in, he still showed a high profile. Because in his eyes, he gave in because of Yang Zongbao, not because of the Celestial Empire.
"William" The bald soldier finally recovered.
"Okay, do you know who he is?" William interrupted the bald man.
"Who? Very special?" BaldheadThe soldiers did not like Yang Zongbao at all.
William moved his lips in the bald soldier¡¯s ear.
The bald soldier then looked at Yang Zongbao with a complicated expression and did not object again.
"Thank you." Yang Zongbao did not express dissatisfaction: "It's our turn to use it now, right?"
"Huh?" William immediately realized Yang Zongbao's character and immediately agreed, "Yes."
Song Heren didn¡¯t quite understand what was going on, but he also knew that he couldn¡¯t disrupt the situation now. After all, it was related to the issue of sufficient water.
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"Get up and wash up." Yang Zongbao brought a basin of water and said to Jiang Song, who was always curled up in the corner.
There are no beds in the primary school, so we can only make beds on the floor. Fortunately, the temperature in Kenting remains at around 30 degrees all year round, so sleeping on the floor will not cause any problems in a short period of time.
Jiang Song heard that You Shui finally moved, and stood up weakly. When he saw Qing Shui, his eyes lit up.
Yang Zongbao saw Jiang Song¡¯s thin face and said nothing, turned around and went downstairs.
There were many utensils that could hold water gathered at the well. Yang Zongbao sat patiently by the well and received the water. The speed of a child peeing and receiving water is very slow.
Song Heren looked at it for a while and turned around to enter the bedroom.
The explosion of artillery shells can always be heard outside Kenting, but the sky is very clear, and the smoke of war does not cover the entire sky in Kenting. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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