Goodnight Mr. Gu!

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, the investigation revealed a connection with a German club. Everyone was killed together, and no one had a good reputation.

Tang Chi brushed Weibo while absently coping with the attack from the automatic weapon pile in front of him.

She adjusted the slowest gear, with one hand blocking it and the other hand swiping the phone, she was able to cope with ease.

Others can't see the tricky, they only think that the speed is too slow, as if an individual can do it, the eyes of Le sister sitting there flashed.

The fighting hall was also very noisy today because of Feng Ke's affairs. Although everyone is not professional, they are still very concerned about the news happening in the fighting world, at least as a lively watch.

Sister Le saw Tang Chi who looked unusual in such a noisy area. She recruited someone to point her finger at Tang Chi and ask, "Who is she?"

The person she asked glanced at Tang Chi, and then didn't care too much: "Sister Le, that's the one who came to the fighting hall to play. She has been healthy for a month and only came to play today. It's nothing unusual."

"is it?"

Le Qiang pursed her lips. She is not very professional after all, but watching Tang Chi's movements, she can see something wrong in a daze.

But she couldn't tell what was wrong, after all, Tang Chi's shift was the slowest, which was incredibly slow in her eyes.

The weapon pile is a three-dimensional pile similar to a multi-section stick. It is motorized. There are many long or short single-section sticks hanging on the branches. There are dozens of them. The speed and quantity can be adjusted at the beginning of the practice. It is three sticks plus the slowest speed. Three sticks hit the trainee from different angles. You only need to block back with your hands or kick back with your feet to be considered successful.

It is conceivable that if the speed is adjusted faster, more than a dozen single sticks will greet you, and you can't hide it. The sourness can hardly be described in words.

Because it is easy to get injured, most people wear protective wristbands on their arms and legs when training, but Tang Chi did not wear them.

But at her speed, it doesn't seem to make a big difference between wearing and not...

At this moment, there was a noise from downstairs: "Sister Le, Sister Le."

Le Qiang looked back, a young and beautiful girl walked up from downstairs and smiled brightly at Le Qiang.

Le Qiang rarely smiled softly when she saw her: "Are you here just on holiday today?"

"Isn't this about to start my workout..."

There was a hint of acting like a child in the coming person, but Tang Chi suddenly heard a familiar voice in the crowd, as if he hadn't heard it in a long time.

She enlisted, turned her head, and saw Huo Xintong's face that she hadn't seen for half a month.

The spirit is flying, I can see that I am still very proud.

Tang Chi:...

What is this, Yuanjia Road is narrow?

Huo Xintong also seemed to feel that someone was looking at herself. She turned her head and saw Tang Chi standing there in the crowd at a glance.

Huo Xintong:......! ! ! !

Seeing Tang Chi, Huo Xintong's entire face was almost distorted, pointing at Tang Chi almost incredibly, and screaming: "It's you, you...!!!"

Huo Xintong's voice is very penetrating in the vocal fighting hall, almost causing most of the training people to stop and look at her.

Le Qiang frowned when she saw her pointing at Tang Chi, "Xin Tong, what's wrong?"

Huo Xintong suddenly turned his face and looked at Le Qiang with an agitated expression: "Sister Le, she is the one who bullied me at school!!"