Prince and I in Desert Island

"I said your boxing is too bad, no strength at all." I said against my heart, not because I want to say so, because Wang Yao, Li Yan and Shangguan Lulu came to me.

If I don't agree with you, I pretend to be forced. Sometimes I don't know what to do. I feel that even if I die in front of my own woman, I can't lose my momentum.

It's easy to change, but it's hard to change. I'm used to it.

I don't think the tyrant will give me a chance. I look at him like death. Come on, let the storm come more fiercely.

Just now his hands like two pincers clamped my shoulder so that I couldn't move, but now he released me.

I'm a bit incredible. I wonder if he wants to change his way to make my death a little easier.

"You are so reasonable, I also think my boxing is too bad." the tyrant touched his brain bag and looked at me admiringly.

I was completely hoodwinked by him. What's that? He didn't want to kill me just now. It seems that he is not angry at all.

"What do you mean? Don't play tricks, "I asked tentatively.

"Everyone said that my boxing is invincible, only you said that my boxing is very bad," the tyrant said sincerely.

"And then?" I still don't understand what this big black bear is trying to say.

"You can see that my fist is bad. You must be a well-informed expert, so..." the tyrant rubbed his hands and looked at me.

His eyes gave me goose bumps. I watched him warily for fear that he would suddenly rush to take advantage of me.

"So what? What do you want? " I stepped back and said to the big black bear in front of me.

"So I want you to give me some advice and make my fist improve." the tyrant baidiao laughs and approaches me.

So it's like this. I'm used to being boasted and flattered every day. Suddenly, I pour a ladle of cold water on him. He feels very cool.

To put it bluntly, a tyrant is a masochist who eats hard but not soft. At the beginning, I praised him and he wanted to kill me. Now I don't give him face at all and beat him to death. Instead, he is obedient to me.

"I admit that I'm really a master among ten thousand. Of course, I can't give you any advice, but didn't you just want to do something to me?" I looked at him with contempt.

I admit that I'm not the kind of person who always takes it when it's good. Whenever I have a chance, I'll kick my nose on my face, but every time I fall badly.

"Just now I didn't know Taishan, offended the hero, please don't blame the hero." the tyrant was completely soft, he simply thought that I was really the master who could guide him.

"You were very dangerous just now. If you didn't let go quickly, you would not be able to move now," I said to the tyrant ferret.

"Why is it so dangerous? Why can't I move? " The tyrant looked at me suspiciously and said.

"Because if you didn't let me go just now, I couldn't help it. I didn't leave anything alive," I said to the tyrant, pretending to be enigmatic.

"Plop"

The tyrant suddenly knelt before me.

"Thank you for not killing the hero, thank you for raising your hand." the tyrant knelt on the ground and said excitedly, tears streaming.

"It's just, it's just, it's also a kind of fate to accidentally see you fight today. For the sake of believing in God all the time, I'll beat you today." I think it's almost done. The rabbit is in a hurry to bite, and the old sow is in a hurry to go up the tree. I'm afraid that if you continue to pretend like this, it won't stop.

"But I don't believe in God, I only believe in my fists," said the tyrant.

"In the future, we should believe in God. What's the difference between living without faith and salted fish? How can you break through your boxing I sternly scolded.

"Well, I'll believe in God later, hero. Are you God?" The tyrant said weakly.

"I'm not God." I feel a little dizzy.

"What is God?" The tyrant continued to ask me like an idiot.

I'm holding the fence on the splint with one hand. I'm afraid I'll faint at any time.

"God is not a thing, God is a person." I took a deep breath to relieve the dizziness and calm my mood.

"Where is God? I want to see God, I want to improve my boxing. "The tyrant White Mink hugged my thigh excitedly and begged me.

"I really want to send you to see God now..." I gritted my teeth.

"Thank you, hero. Send me to God. I want to see God now." The tyrant looked at me expectantly.

"It's not the right time. One day you'll be with God," I said, stroking his brain bag.

"OK, I'm looking forward to that day coming soon." the tyrant's eyes and brows were full of joy and expectation.

"Please give me some advice from the hero, the ferret must be very grateful, and would like to follow the hero in the future," the tyrant said to me.

"Get up, in fact, your boxing is OK, just a little short of heat," I said to him.

I think although the tyrant's brain is a little simple, his obsession and persistence in martial arts deeply moved me. He is a real master, but his endless pursuit of Wushu is rare.