Chapter 3 Two Peaches Kill Three Scholars

"The hero is really unparalleled in martial arts, and he kills all over the world..."

"It's not a problem. We were so offended just now, and we still hope..." The broad fascia muscle said this sentence, and then the two strange-shaped guys said for mercy at the same time: "Good man, spare my life!"

Of course, Cao Bo can't do anything to these two guys, but it's a little funny to see them.

The muscles on the thigh are divided into the anterior lateral group, the posterior group and the medial group. These two muscles, called the seam muscle and the broad fascia tension muscle, are one of the longest muscles in the anterior lateral group.

Because Cao Bo is a medical student, he has not only studied various organs in the human body, but also has a certain understanding of the bones and muscles of the human body.

The seamstress muscle can bend and rotate the thighs and rotate the legs, and the calf can be bent and rotated, such as the leg movements when kicking the shuttlecock.

The broad fascia muscle can bend and rotate the thigh, and can also assist in the contraction of the thigh muscles.

"You two have lost. Tell me what to do!" Cao Bo just used a little trick to subdue the two guys. Although he felt a little tired, he knew that it was not the time to relax.

"But driven by a good man!" Those two guys are also bachelors. Although they were quite rude before, when Cao Bo won, they still showed a cautious look.

"Let me ask you something." Cao Bo thought for a moment and asked bluntly, "You just said that you guard the outer group of your right leg. Do you still have quadriceps after you?"

After Cao Bo said this, the two guys were shocked. They couldn't imagine that Cao Bo even knew about it.

"How do you know?" The broad fascia is more straightforward, and his attitude directly tells Cao Bo that what he said just now is right.

It seems that there is really no mistake in inference! With the progress of time, Cao Bo is more and more sure that what happened after his soul came out of his body. It seems that when Cao Bo's soul is out of his brain, he has now come to his right leg. If he can subdue these muscles one by one, the strength of his right leg will be greatly strengthened.

Although these are only Cao Bo's speculations, since there is a possibility in this regard, Cao Bo is more and more excited, because he has finally found a way to become stronger.

The previous killing scene may be very disgusted with death in the depths of Cao Bo's heart, so he used war as an introduction to guide Cao Bo here little by little.

"They are much better than my brothers!" The seamstress seems to be sincere to Cao Bo's surrender, otherwise he can't remind him: "The four of them are very strong. If you want to move forward, it's not too difficult."

Cao Bo naturally knows what this sewing muscle said, because the quadriceps is not only the anterior lateral group, but also one of the most powerful muscles in the human body.

The quadriceps muscle is divided into four parts: rectus muscle, middle femoral muscle, extrafemoral muscle and internal femoral muscle, which maintain the human body upright and help squat and stand up.

Cao Bo was still a little difficult to deal with the two guys in front of him just now. He knew that it was difficult to fight against the quadriceps head directly with his own strength. If he wanted to defeat them, it seemed that he had to use some strategies...

"Oh, don't you think it's a small seam and a wide one?" Four strong men with upper body stood up, and one of them pointed to the front and shouted, "The two of them have caught the intruder!"

After listening to this, the other three also looked in that direction. Sure enough, Cao Bo cut his hands upside down and was pushed and pushed this way by the seamstress's muscle, and the long gun was carried on the shoulder of the broad fascia.

"I said that this guy is very weak. It's almost enough for us to help him maintain his daily actions. How dare he try to transform and subdue us?" The tall man was the rectus muscle. After he said this, the people around him echoed.

"Little seam, how did you two hold him? I heard that I hurt some of our brothers before. Another slightly stronger guy is the middle femoral muscle, and his voice is relatively simple and straightforward: "But I know that with this boy's ability, it's impossible to fight."

The seamstress's face was a little embarrassed, but he still waved his hand and pretended to be indifferent: "I didn't work hard at all, so there's nothing to say..." What he said was indeed the truth, because Cao Bo subdued them three times.

"Come on, come on, come on, let's see what kind of people our brothers have been serving?" The extrafemoral muscle was a loud voice. He put the big axe in his hand on the ground and then walked to Cao Bo: "Look up, don't you think you're awesome?"

"No matter what, it can't compare with the four of you!" Cao Bo had an admiring expression: "In fact, I don't want to do anything when I came here. First, I want to express my gratitude for taking care of me. Second, I also know that the four of you are the strongest, and it must be very hard to support my body."

"You are right to say this!" The femoral muscle also took two steps: "You know, our right leg is heavier than the burden of the left leg, and you run and jump with us as the support leg. The usual burden can also be imagined!"

"That's not a matter. If it weren't for our brothers, would you still stand up?" At this time, the four big men stood around Cao Bo. Although they were still full of hostility, they were not as strong as before. It seemed that Cao Bo's words had played a role.

Cao Bo finally raised his head slightly at this time and observed the four big men around him. Although they are now in human form, they are four long and narrow and strong muscles in Cao Bo's eyes.

"In fact, we are all prosperous together. If I live a good life, won't you guys be much more relaxed?" Cao Bo rubbed his hands gently: "Wait a few days. I'll find a good masseuse to give you a good massage, which is also my personal reward."

The four guys' eyes lit up as soon as they heard the massage. Although Cao Bo explained that it was not a heterosexual massage, they still looked excited.

"Great, I always feel a little sore and soft these days!" The extrafemoral muscle said and pressed his shoulder: "In the past, it was not a way to recover by ourselves. You are also very stingy, and you don't want us to be comfortable." Next is the unanimous complaints and accusations of Cao Bo by the four femoral four-cephalous brothers.

Cao Bo looked like he was taught with an open mind, and he nodded repeatedly and admitted that what he had done before was really not good enough.

"You are the middle muscle of the femoral muscle, right? You seem to be a little thicker than others. I guess you must bear more burdens, right? Cao Bo looked at the middle muscle of the femoral and patted his chest to ensure that he would let the masseuse press this place well.

"Who said he took on more?" The extrafemoral muscle suddenly shouted when it heard Cao Bo's words, "Without my support, he can fart!"

"Isn't there something wrong?" The rectus muscle also straightened up: "I'm longer than any of you, and the area covered is much larger. If you want to emphasize it, it should also be my credit!"

"Oh, I haven't said it yet. You guys think you're awesome, don't you?" The femoral muscle is no more dry. Although he is usually low-key, he finally can't help it in front of Cao Bo at this time: "If I don't work, you all have to..."

Cao Bo quickly put his hands straight and then persuaded him, "Why do you guys need to fight? Since the brothers are dependent on each other, why are they quarreling about this?

"In addition, although you all look similar, there are still some differences after all. The pressure of the four can't be the same, right?" Cao Bo was talking, but he saw that the extrafemoral muscles couldn't say anything, so he shook his hands violently and was very excited. Standing in front of him was the middle femoral muscle.

"Be careful!" Cao Bo pointed to the extrafemoral muscle, the middle muscle shrank back and looked back, and then shouted, "You boy wants to sneak attack me!" With that, the big man threw his fist at the other party.

"Stop fighting!" The rectist muscles watched the two big guys fight. He wanted to reach out and pull, but there was nothing he could do if he was afraid of being involved.

"Yes! What can't you brothers solve? Cao Bo was still stirring up trouble beside him: "You should know that cranes and clams compete for the profits of fishermen, and you will lose both sides..." Cao Bo didn't say anything behind, but his rectical face could not hang up.

"You two stop. If you don't stop, ouch, who will hit me!" The rectus muscle was scratched by the fist of the middle femoral muscle. He rushed into the battle group with pain. In an instant, the three big guys, the rectus muscle, the middle femoral muscle and the extrafemoral muscle, were beaten into a ball.

Cao Bo sighed heavily and then straightened up. The femoral muscle jumped out in a hurry, but he was the weakest of the four brothers. If he also participated in the war, he had to be the first to be lifted out.

"You think they are really energetic!" Cao Bo stood next to the femoral muscle and shook his head. Although the femoral muscle felt that the worries on Cao Bo's face were not real, and he always felt that something was wrong, even if he wanted to break his head, he could not understand the mystery.

"You said these guys, I didn't listen to you!" Cao Bo patted the shoulder of the femoral muscle and deliberately said loudly, "Are you still smart and know the importance of preserving strength? Have you ever heard the story of the mantis catching cicadas and the yellow finch?"

The femoral muscles just shook his head blankly. Before he could understand Cao Bo's meaning, he saw the three fiercely fighting guys in front of him suddenly stop and then looked at himself...

"Have you finally stopped?" The femoral muscle smiled naively, but saw the three brothers pointing to themselves at the same time: "Do you want to watch the fun? Hit him down first!"

"You guys..." Cao Bo shook his head and quickly retreated to one side. After witnessing that the femoral muscles were first to be beaten down by the group, the remaining three guys fought in chaos again.

"It's terrible!" The broad fascia muscles took a look at the seam muscle, and the other party was also looking at him at this time: "It's too exciting..."

I don't know how long it took. Anyway, the rectus and the extrafemoral muscles also fell to the ground, and only the middle muscles of the femoral muscles stood there with scars all over. Although his expression looked very resolute, his body was shaky and seemed to collapse.

"Fight with me?" The femoral muscles gasped and then shouted, "I'm the strongest!"

"Is that right?" Just when the middle femoral muscle wanted to lead Cao Bo, he saw a long gun on his shoulder, and Cao Bo's voice came coldly from behind him.

"It's really stupid!" Cao Bo snorted, "I tell you, only I am the strongest!"

"You're so despicable..." This is a sentence left before the middle femoral muscle fainted, and Cao Bo shrugged his shoulders and looked back at the two broad fascia and seamers' muscles: "Well, it seems to be done here. Where are we going next?"

"Devil!" The broad fascia is full of fear: "What have you done to them?"

"Two, two peaches kill three men!" The seamstress seems to have a better brain: "This is too exciting..."

ps: Answer Fengqi's question. You can check the books on physics about the four-position law. Although in everyone's impression, the length, width and height should be three-dimensional, in some theories, these are units of length. Temperature and quantity plus length are the three-dimensional of the object...

Of course, the wise see wisdom. If you are interested, you can read the relevant books