Chapter 6 There are people outside

Nie Pan held his disdainful hands on his chest, lowered his head slightly, aimed at the drooping hair on his forehead, and blew out hard, making this wisp of hair flutter, as if there was no one in his eyes, as if he didn't pay attention to his bald head.

"I don't care who you are! I'm not happy to be wild in front of me, especially the bastards who bully girls!"

At this time, the goatee jumped out and said, "Kid, don't be hard-mouthed. The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the back wave dies on the mouth. If you are fooling around on the road, you should know the name of 'Flying roc' in Donggang, right? Your kung fu may be good, but it's your bad luck to meet Brother Peng!"

"Flying Dapeng?"

When Nie Pan heard the name, he took a cold breath in his heart. Although he was not fooling around on the road, he had a lot of contact with bad young people in school. The name "Flying Dapeng" Diao Dapeng is still like thunderous.

It is said that this person is the first fighting master among the ruffian hooligans in Donggang City. When he was a teenager, he became famous in a single fight against more than 20 people. Later, he became popular among these ** in Donggang and gradually became the dominant figure. Moreover, this person's background is mysterious. He has committed several major events. He hacked people to death in the fight, drove drunk and killed two lives, and even smashed the police station with a group of ruffians. Even the director was smashed off a few front teeth by his iron fist, but every time he went in, he swaggered out after a period of time and continued to be on the road. He is dominous, and his reputation is even worse, because the police can't deal with him. Who will provoke him as an ordinary ruffian?

However, at this point, Nie Pan is not a person who quits easily. Not to mention that he is a "flying roc", even if he is the king of heaven, Nie Pan will never frown.

Looking at Diao Dapeng's fierce eyes, Nie Pan replied with contemptuous eyes and gave a thumbs-up to the monk-like "Flying Peng" by the way...

Diao Dapeng was stunned at first, and then showed a look of joy: Er, this boy seems to be a little unruly. Is he a coward? Are you convinced so soon? It seems that Laozi's name is still quite shocking.

There was also a trace of suspicion in Song Xiyan's eyes sitting on the car seat. She also thought that Nie Pan was scared by the name and momentum of the bald head. Just as he was about to get up, Nie Pan turned his thumbs up to Diao Dapeng, and then made a contemptuous gesture with both hands. Song Xiyan was clear. Bai Niepan's intention, looking at the way the bald head was almost crooked by anger, he couldn't help laughing.

Diao Dapeng has been used to dominating in Donggang. Why have he ever been teased like this? Moreover, Nie Pan and Song Xiyan sang together and cooperated very tacitly. Suddenly, they were furious and sneered at Song Xiyan: "Little sister, don't be proud too early. I'll let your little lover look for teeth in a moment..."

"It's better to start first, and then you will suffer." Nie Pan naturally understands this truth. What's more, in the face of Lu Zhishen's big man, if he can't knock him down with lightning speed, he is afraid that he will suffer losses.

Nie Pan's right fist hit Bai Hong Guanri, and quickly punched Diao Dapeng's face. The fist was full of tiger, but Diao Dapeng stared roundly, without movement, neither dodging nor fighting.

Nie Pan said in his heart, "No, this son of a bitch is really not a general person!"

It turns out that Nie Pan's punch is just a false momentum, just to attract the attention of the other party. The real concentrated punch is in the next blow. If it is an ordinary person, I'm afraid that when he fights the first punch, he will have been flown by a more fast and fierce second boxing. Who knows that this bald head is neither dodge or fighting. It seems It has penetrated Nie Pan's intention.

However, Nie Pan's second punch was still subconscious, and he hit it out with a little fluke, only hitting Diao Dapeng's face.

However, because of Nie Pan's psychological change, the speed slowed down a lot. When he saw that he was about to hit the round and fleshy cheeks of the bald head with one punch, Diao Dapeng suddenly roared like a tiger and shot like electricity. A fan-sized slap suddenly stretched out out of thin air, firmly clamped Nie Pan's punch. The wrist of the head.

This was really beyond Nie Pan's expectation. He didn't expect that the bald head couldn't help but see through his way, and there were also tricks to break his boxing skills. At present, he struggled to shrink his fist, but he was as if he was pressed by a rock. Diao Dapeng's power was so strong that it was really beyond Nie Pan's expectation!

Looking at the changing expression on Nie Pan's face, Diao Dapeng laughed and said, "Hey hey... How's the boy? Do you know that there is a sky outside, and there are people outside? You are playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong - Banmen playing with an axe, I won't teach you a lesson..." As he gritted his teeth, his big palm like pliers squeezed Nie Pan's wrist vigorously.

How can Nie Pan be captured? At that moment, without saying a word, he flew up with his left foot and used all his strength to suddenly kick Diao Dapeng's crotch. If he kicks it, I'm afraid that Diao Dapeng will really be a monk for the rest of his life.

Duo Dapeng is a man who has been on the battlefield for a long time. I don't know how many fights **. It's a fuel-efficient lamp. At the moment, his legs are slightly touched. When Nie Pan's flying feet entered his **, his legs suddenly closed and firmly clamped Nie Pan's left foot under his crotch. No matter how hard Nie Pan struggled, he could not move.

"Brother Peng, abolish this boy and avenge his brother!" Huang Mao was in high spirits at this time. He covered his cheeks and stood up and shouted.

Dai Dapeng's eyes showed fierce light, and his eyes suddenly changed. He was ready to break Nie Pan's wrist fiercely, at least to fracture him...

Suddenly, with a coquettish reprimand, the blue figure in front of Diao Dapeng flashed, and his long chestnut hair fluttered. With a few crisp slaps of slaps, cracks, cracks...", Diao Dapeng's cheeks were full of meat suddenly a burst of hot pain, red and covered with fingerprints.

This is not over. Diao Dapeng can't respond. The "Guanyuan acupoint" on his lower abdomen suddenly got a heavy kick. This kick is not very strong. Originally, with his heavyweight weight, if this kick is kicked somewhere else in his body, it will be similar to tickling, but it is in the middle of the acupuncture point. Diao Dapeng didn't even hum. When he came out, his body was suddenly kicked up and flew away. He hit Huang Mao's body heavily, and fell on the seat together, pressing the yellow hair under his body.

"Well, let you know what it means to have a sky outside, and there are people outside! You are really a flying roc. If I work harder, I'm afraid your bald head will fly out of the window..."

It was not someone else who took action, it was Song Xiyan who had been swallowing his anger!

This foot is really as frightening, as if it is like a wandering dragon, as if it is like a light cloud covering the moon, floating like a flowing wind back to the snow, kicking fast and accurate, and sharp and unrestrained.

This foot flew out, and the people in the carriage couldn't help but applaud it. Even the flat head that had been holding his arms in front of his chest in the distance applauded gently and whispered, "I'm really right. It's better than I thought!" That's enough!"

Nie Pan was almost dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he wanted to protect others, but in the end he became a "beauty to save the bad man". He was really bad enough. It's not a shame that he couldn't beat the "Diao Monk", but he didn't see that the beautiful girl in front of him was actually a master. It turned out that he had always been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. This If it spreads, won't people laugh out...

Song Xiyan kicked "Flying Dapeng", then threw down her long hair, and then went back to her seat to sit down. She picked up the apple and nibbled it up. Then she pouted and said intimately to Nie Pan: "Come on, handsome pot, for the sake of your bravery, I like you..."

Nie Pan was speechless, lowered his head and looked serious. He sat down opposite Song Xiyan. He quietly picked up his cap and stuck it on his head again, and pulled down the brim to cover his face. There is such a sister who is a "grass guard". He is safe. Don't you believe that a bare head can touch the gun?

Huang Mao was pressed down by Diao Dapeng's body of nearly 200 catties and screamed a few times: "Brother, get up quickly... My little brother's ribs are about to be broken..."

Diao Dapeng gasped, covered his lower abdomen and said angrily to the goatee, "Why the fuck don't you help me up? You're blind..."

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to get up, but that this "Guanyuan Cave" was kicked, and the lower part of his whole body has no strength at all. Only then did he know that he met a master today. This is hidden...

Goat Hu hurried forward and tried his best to pull up Diao Dapeng. Diao Dapeng got up and covered his lower abdomen. He sat on the sofa and was about to talk. At this time, two policemen came from another carriage, which seemed to be a routine patrol.

Two policemen were tall and short. They looked around and walked into the carriage. When they came to several people, they stopped and scanned several people. They didn't look like Diao Dapeng's appearance as a good thing, but they didn't understand why his forehead was full of sweat. One of the policemen asked Song Xiyan, "What's wrong with the little girl? Is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay. The two of them are behind the mountain... Please take them to change the carriage. Don't let them be disgusting here." Song Xiyan ate the apple and smiled.

At this time, Diao Dapeng barely stood up with the help of the goatee, nodded to the policeman, and laughed, "It's okay, it's okay... This sister likes to joke, loses playing poker, and dares not gamble, so she gambles on clothes..."

Because of this kick just now, Diao Dapeng's domineering arrogance has already flown out of Jiuxiaoyun. The two policemen touched the pistols around their waists and said to Song Xiyan, "Pay attention to safety when taking the car!" After saying that, they walked to the next carriage together.

After the police left, Diao Dapeng said to Song Xiyan and said, "Ok... Little sister, I didn't expect that he was a master, but he was hidden. He pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger. The green mountains did not change, and the green water flowed long. Can you leave your name?"

Song Xiyan smiled charmingly at him and said, "Okay, do you want to leave your phone number? Do you often contact each other in the future?"

Diao Dapeng didn't react for a moment. He looked confused. In addition, his bald head was even more like a lively flower monk. He was stunned and said, "What do you mean? Great..."

"110! Please call more in the future and keep in touch often!" Song Xiyan smiled like a flower and spit out such a sentence to his bald head.

In the laughter of the carriage, Diao Dapeng was ashamed. With the help of yellow hair and goatee, he returned to his seat in dismay.

The train continued to fly. After this noise, the carriage returned to tranquility. Diao Dapeng and the three of them returned to their seats obediently and sat honestly like a little sheep. They didn't know what they were discussing with Pingtou. Even their voice whispered in a low voice, completely like before. The spirit of one

Song Xiyan was still in the same posture as before. She took off her shoes, crossed her slender legs and lay them flat on the joint seat composed of three soft seats. She leaned her back against the window, nibbled two apples leisurely, staring at Nie Pan for questions, or expressing some emotions or something.

Who knew that he had two apples in a row, but he didn't see Nie Pan talking opposite him. He crossed his hands in front of his chest and sat upright opposite him. The cyan brim covered his whole face. He could only see his jaw, and he didn't know whether he was wandering too empty or meeting with the goddess in a dream.

Song Xiyan couldn't help it. She mischievously stretched out her hand and took off Nie Pan's hat, revealing the beautiful and sharp face. Nie Pan was closing his eyes to refresh himself, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Handsome pot, why don't you talk? Normally, you should make an emotion or a declaration or something?"

Nie Pan slowly opened his eyes and sighed, "What are you talking about? It's so embarrassing. I'm embarrassed to talk. I'm revling..."

Song Xiyan looked at Nie Pan and finally opened his black-and-white eyes, "sneer" and smiled like a witch who harmed the country and the people: "That's what you can say. Listen to your sour tone, is a little manly? I'm the one who has won the World College Martial Arts Competition. Is there anything to be ashamed of losing to me?

Looking at Song Xiyan's charming eyes, Nie Pan did not dare to despise him anymore, let alone be blasphemous. He asked in surprise, "You?" How can such a beautiful girl be associated with a heroine who practices martial arts?

"Well, it's me, do you want to hear it..."

Song Xiyan held her cheeks and stared at Nie Pan with a pair of seductive eyes. His clear and transparent pupils, handsome eyelids and big eyes only made Nie Pan a little frightened, and subconsciously he had a feeling of wanting to escape.

"If you want to say it, I'll listen. If you don't want to say it, I won't listen..." Nie Pan is very philosophical.

"Cut, this is bullshit!" Song Xiyan was thundered.

"Okay, I'll tell you, but after I finish speaking, you also tell me your story and tell me what you are doing in Ningxia? You have something unusual in your bag. If it is found by the police, they will probably take care of your life..."

Song Xiyan said that she gently flicked the Nike backpack that was pulled down by Nie Pan from the shelf above her head. The place where Song Xiyan knocked on it was a 30-cm-long fine steel dagger specially bought by Nie Pan.

Nie Pan was speechless again. He raised his hands, rubbed his face hard, loosened the muscles of his face, and sighed, "How do you know? Can you see it through the bag?"