He himself is the champion of guns and has been practicing for many years.

After shaking a gun flower, Wu Jing carried it on his shoulder and smiled at Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu, do you want to get a weapon?"

Not bragging, he is not even worthy of Tyson when he has a spear in his hand.

What about the heavy boxer, one shot and one hole.

To be honest, Ding Xiu would not be able to beat so many people without weapons.

"It's okay, I can do whatever I want."

Ding Xiu turned into the house, and when he came out, he held the seedling knife sent by Gao Yuanyuan in his hand.

Everyone: ...

Wu Jing:...

Damn it's just what you said?

Brother, we use a wooden knife, do you use a real knife, do you want to be so ruthless?

Ding Xiu explained: "I'm not open."

Wu Jingfa, he was a little scared without opening the front. Such a big knife was not a joke on his body. When he swords, the body must be bloody.

Ding Xiu teased and said, "Why, are you scared?"

With his neck in his arms, Wu Jing said, "I'm afraid, it doesn't exist. I'm afraid of hurting you."

With a long sword on the ground, Ding Xiu said: "Then come on, don't worry, I won't hurt you, I'm responsible."

Wu Jingdiao said with a long spear: "Brothers, come on."

After saying that, the gun was like a dragon, stabbing Ding Xiu. As soon as he made a move, he glanced at no one around him, and his heart was very cold.

These dogs said they were not loyal, and they were the only ones.

"Bang!" Ding Xiu just waved his knife lightly, afraid of falling off the spear in front, and said to the person behind Wu Jing: "Why are you standing there together?"

Everyone recovered and tried to rush over.

However, the wooden sword and sword in his hand still dare not use too much force.

Among the crowd, Wang Baoqiang was still eating braised pork calmly, thinking about whether to pack some and bring them back, and the food at home was almost out of stock.

As for worrying about Ding Xiu, it doesn't exist.

When he rented a house together, he practiced a lot with Ding Xiu.

It is said that Ding Xiu’s boxing is good, but he is very wrong.

The strongest one is the sword technique.

"Pap!"

"Dang Dang!"

"Click."

With Miao Dao in hand, Ding Xiu played even more happily. Facing ten people, he didn't look panic at all. The knife was the extension of his arm, and he could push away the attack with just one snatch.

No one can get close to you.

On the contrary, several people were hit by him with the back of the knife.

Wu Jing was the worst. He was cut back by the powerful blade, one after another, and slashed over him.

He could only raise his gun defense, and he didn't dare to relax at all. He was afraid that he couldn't stop it.

"Brother Xiu, almost got it."

Wu Jing felt that the spear in his hand was almost pulsing out the sparks, which made his hands numb.

"Okay, let's go." Ding Xiu flipped his back, and Wu Jing's spear came out.

The next second, the tip of the knife was placed around the neck.

Raising his hands, Wu Jing said tremblingly: "Brother Xiu, be at ease."

Too bad, Ding Xiu's sword technique is so powerful that ten people were completely abused, which was easier than using fists.

Ding Xiu put his knife in his arms and said to Wu Bing, who was leaning against the screen wall behind the crowd, said, "Master Wu, how long will it take to see?"

Everyone turned around, standing upright, and their hearts were very cold.

Wu Jing stepped forward: "Master, when did you come?"

Wu Bing said with a dark face: "Thirty people in the team asked for leave. Do you think I'll come?"

Wu Jing wanted to make a movie and needed someone to practice Sanda. He opened the back door and asked him to go to the team to find someone to accompany him. Who knew that this kid took away thirty ones at once.

With so many people, Wu Bing thought they had gone to a group fight.

I know all the way to know that I came to Ding Xiujia.

After entering the door, I saw them competing, but I didn't bother me, so I watched it for a while.

"Ding Xiu, I haven't seen each other for several months, and my martial arts have increased." Wu Bing greeted Ding Xiu.

I only drank with Ding Xiu at the beginning of the year and spent a few moves. The momentum at that time was different from now.

Of course, that would be great, but it was not as quick and decisive as it is now.

I don't know what happened to him.

Ding Xiu's knife: "Okay, it's okay to practice."

Looking up and down at Ding Xiu, Wu Bing jokingly said, "You are not practicing casually. Today there are many apprentices, and you have two moves to do it another day."

Ding Xiu was beaten down in front of the apprentices, it was really not glorious.

In addition, he couldn't beat him anymore and didn't want to beat him.

At such a big age, it's time to take a break.

"Then I'm OK." Ding Xiu nodded, that is, Old Man Wu could have a few moves with him after an outburst, but others couldn't do it.

Well, Wu Bing is a black line. He said a few politely, why did he take it seriously?

"Let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later. Today is a little busy. Let's take a step first, everyone will return to the team!"

For many years of coaching, Wu Bing's momentum is no more than Ding Xiu. He roared out. Everyone encountered a cat like a mouse, and he was just a little bit.

All of them ran out of Ding Xiu's house.

In a few seconds, the yard that was still lively just now became quiet.

Only Wang Baoqiang was left to pack the meals.

Ding Xiu smiled and said, "Baoqiang, if you are hungry, I will lend you some money."

His face turned red, and Wang Baoqiang said, "Brother, no need, I have money. I just see so many dishes that don't eat, so I pack them up and eat them home."

I haven't paid back what I borrowed last time, so why don't you have the nerve to borrow it again?

"Yes, good habit, if you have any difficulties, don't be polite." Holding the knife, Ding Xiu returned to the room to install it.

Before he entered the room, an orange flew towards his forehead.

After reaching out to catch it, Ding Xiu looked up and saw Gao Yuanyuan in the attic of the backyard.

In the face of him, Gao Yuanyuan clenched his fist and made a fierce expression.

There were many people in the family, so she didn't show up. She watched Ding Xiu have a lot of fun with a group of men dancing with swords and guns.

The people in the yard ate a lot of fragrance, and she was hungry in the backyard, and did not say to send it.

Before Ding Xiu entered the house, Gao Yuanyuan had a gesture to watch a mobile phone.

On the coffee table, Ding Xiu took a look at the phone, all of which were text messages.

Bring rice, hungry, get out of the meal, you still think about it at night ... Don't talk about it in the future, I have no strength ...

After putting down the knife, Ding Xiu poked his head out to take a look. Baoqiang had already left. He went into the kitchen and took some food to Gao Yuanyuan in the backyard.

My wife must not be hungry.

In the evening, Ding Xiu fed his daughter -in -law, and the two leaned against the yard to watch the stars. Wang Baoqiang's phone call.

"Brother Xiu, I have it!"

Ding Xiu and Gao Yuanyuan were shocked, and their eyes were opposite.

"Baoqiang, clear, what is there."

"The drama, script, male, male lead, is the drama directed by Kang Kang Honglei."

Too exciting, Wang Baoqiang was not good at talking.

Ding Xiu breathed a sigh of relief: "This, congratulations."

After saying that, he turned his head and whispered to Gao Yuanyuan: "Who is Kang Honglei?"

Gao Yuanyuan didn't speak, but just gave a thumbs up.
Chapter completed!