It's okay for Lan Hua to fight with someone a few times. She is a little girl. A normal person will know as soon as she hears this that she can only play for fun.

Lan Ze is different. More than seven years ago, when he was still very slender, he could tear apart a wolf. Anyway, the wolf was quite unlucky and had to jump out to scare him. In a hurry, he must be very strong.

strength.

Now he weighs more than 200 pounds. He is a lot bigger and stronger than before. It is inappropriate for him to fight with these well-trained soldiers. If there are somatosensory equipment here, he might not be able to hold himself back.

, I want to stretch my muscles. But the risk of real fighting is too high.

He may be willing to let off steam, but if he doesn't control the scale well, he will most likely lose face. If he doesn't let off steam, someone might get hurt. No matter who is hurt, the harmony will be hurt. Even if no one is hurt, it's not good to use real fire.

Therefore, peace is the most important thing. This is not cowardice. This is because he has matured.

"No, just learn. I'll teach you, okay?" The guy who defeated Lanhua seemed a little excited.

Lan Ze didn't understand why he was so excited.

"Reaction is slow and you can't learn." Lan Ze casually excused himself, holding up the cards, "I'm pretty good at this game, do you dare to try it?"

The guy glanced at Lanhua first, and then agreed: "Okay, I'm fine today anyway."

A group of people returned to the cafeteria. More people came in than those who left just now. Those who did not go to the card table became the audience. Lan Ze sat down and started to eat the food happily.

In today's world, personal bravery means nothing.

To live well in society is just like playing cards, it depends on your brain.

In fact, the army does not require personal force value. Fighting relies on equipment. The requirements for personal physical fitness are nothing more than the need to ensure the basic physical strength to use the equipment.

The group of people cheered at the scene of the old man chopping bricks, including Lan Hua, who was also so excited; but Lan Ze found it hard to understand.

Let us assume that she was excited because she saw her biological father.

Lan Ze felt his hands hurt anyway.

...My forehead also hurts. Is the correct way to use my forehead to break bricks? Wouldn't it damage the frontal lobe and affect my intelligence? Such a precious organ as the brain is used to collide with bricks and is used as a consumable.

?

Hmm...is your brain broken? After knocking the bricks, it must be broken.

Lan Ze sat down for nearly an hour, and did not leave the card table until Douzi woke up.

The way these people looked at him gradually changed from dissatisfaction and "you are lucky!" to seriousness, as if they were looking at a monster.

Lan Ze was so happy that he was always in a bad mood.

Orchid also sat down and played for a while. But she didn't play for long.

The group of people at the table didn't know whether they had accumulated too much grievances due to the torment of the two siblings, or something else. Suddenly someone suggested arm wrestling. Everyone immediately responded with a roar. So they called Lan Ze and Lan Hua to arm wrestling. Lao Wang smiled and said

Sitting on the sidelines and watching the young people making trouble, I barely even shouted cheers myself.

Lanhua immediately refused: "I won't participate! If I lose, you will have no sense of accomplishment. If I win, you will lose face. No fight!"

She turned around and called Lan Ze: "Little brother, come on!"

Lan Ze picked up the dazed Douzi. This kid had to go to the toilet when he woke up, otherwise he would wet his pants soon.

"I take the child to the bathroom."

Since Douzi was brought home by his father, he has gone to the toilet countless times, but this time the scene was the most spectacular. His father was surrounded by several uncles, as if they were afraid that they would escape from the toilet.

Lan Ze and Douzi in his arms were escorted back from the men's room. People in the cafeteria had already found a small table to use as a competition venue.

Lanhua took the beans, and Lanze sat down again. He could play with arm wrestling without hurting anyone. I don't know if it hurts harmony. If you want to find trouble, anything you do will hurt harmony.

Sitting across from him was the fella Lanhua. This kid was very slippery when wrestling and was not an honest person;

At first glance, he looks slender, but when he takes a closer look, he has broad shoulders and a thick back, and his arms exposed by rolling up his sleeves are very strong. Overall, he has the charm of Instructor Lan who is a brick-breaker.

Seeing him sit down, Lan Ze's heart started to sound an early warning signal.

Lan Ze recalled the scene of an arm wrestling match with his father, Mr. Lan. The guy in front of him must be difficult to deal with, but he would not be more troublesome than the old man.

Just go ahead and get there.

But in order to pretend to be beautiful, he decided to learn from Miss Orchid and show weakness first.

"I am such a weak fat man, facing a bunch of tigers and wolves like you..." Lan Ze shook his head and raised his right arm on the table.

At least half of what he claims to be is true. He is indeed a fat man. As a biologist, his profession should be classified as an intellectual. It seems that there is no problem in pretending to be a weak scholar. It is just a good opportunity to humiliate these tigers and wolves.

.

Especially the one in front of me, who would steal glances at Orchid from time to time, obviously having an agenda.

"How can you be considered fat?" The man opposite shook his head and put his arms up. "A real fat man's body will tremble when he moves. You are not fat."

"Two hundred pounds."

"I weigh over 180 pounds. Aren't you just 20 pounds heavier than me?"

The two held hands together and began to test their strength.

"Oh. I'm over two hundred and thirty," Lan Ze said slowly.

He had previously set his weight goal at 250, but he had never reached it. Since his weight slowly dropped from its peak, it has never exceeded 240.

Lan Ze didn't talk nonsense. He learned from Mr. Lan and went straight to the attack. Unexpectedly, he knocked this guy down with a bang. His fist hit the table with a loud bang.

"You... didn't tell me earlier." The guy opposite was a little confused.

"Come again?" Lanze asked him.

"Forget it." The man opposite let go and stood up. He shook his arms and said, "Who will replace you?"

Someone actually dared to step forward. The second person to sit down was the young man who tripped over the orchids. He was a bit stockier. Although his legs were a bit clumsy, it didn't mean he wasn't good at his hands.

As soon as he sat down, he politely shouted: "Brother Lan, let me try."

"Why are you so affectionate all of a sudden? I'm not used to it." Lan Ze held his hand.

He continued to learn from the old man, exerting his strength in a chaotic manner, trying to create opportunities out of the opponent's inexplicability.

The young man on the opposite side was indeed confused, and Lan Ze also found the fighter plane. But the young man reacted immediately. His arms were inexplicably tenacious.

Lan Ze can't imitate the old man. Faced with such a resilient opponent, he'd better be reckless.

Lan Ze turned sideways, contracted his shoulders, and gradually pressed his two hundred and thirty pounds onto his arms, slowly pushing down the arm of the young man opposite him.
Chapter completed!