Because I was afraid of school violence, I practiced ghost back!

Zhang Long’s roar.

It instantly attracted Isaac Mendeleev’s attention.

Although he can’t understand Mandarin.

But from Zhang Long’s expression and voice.

Naturally, it can be easily distinguished.

The other party should be insulting himself.

Come to think of it.

Isaac Mendeleev glanced at Zhang Long contemptuously.

Judging by the body shape.

This kid is barely worthy of being his opponent.

Merely.

When he saw Zhang Long with two crutches in his hand.

A contemptuous smile couldn’t help but appear on his face.

Scold!

Xia Guodang is really no one.

I was so provocative just now.

Finally have the guts to stand up.

Actually a cripple.

Come to think of it.

Isaac Mendeleev couldn’t help but give a thumbs up to Zhang Long.

This gesture.

It is to admire Zhang Long’s courage.

Subsequently.

He immediately flipped his hand over again.

Thumbs down!

This gesture goes without saying.

Naked provocations and insults!

“I’ll go to Nima’s old hairy!”

“Get out of Xia Country!”

“Nima’s search for death, right?”

“Up!”

“Kill this group of hairy people!”

Time.

The entire Qinglong Gym was furious.

I can’t wait to rush up and tear this old hairy stinky mouth!

And Zhang Long’s eyes were even redder.

The other party’s insult to Xia Guo is a national enemy!

The other party hurts his father for the sake of family hatred!

National enemies and family hatred are intertwined.

Zhang Long couldn’t wait to eat this old Maozi raw at this moment.

However.

Because his emotions are so excited.

A few steps forward.

One stumbled.

I accidentally fell to the ground.

As much embarrassment as there is embarrassment.

See this scene.

This group of old Maozi naturally laughed presumptuously without scruples!

Zhang Long, on the other hand, was lying on the ground.

Blood and tears welled up in his eyes.

Smashed his hand on the floor with hatred!

He hate!

He hated himself for being so useless.

Can’t even do something as simple as walking on stage?

“Is this the warrior of the Xia Kingdom?”

“Why can’t you even walk?”

“Let’s go back to the mother’s womb to feed!”

“Hahaha

Isaac began to taunt again.

He didn’t put the group of Xia people in front of him who were extremely angry in his eyes!

And just when he was rampant to the extreme.

In the crowd.

A thin figure suddenly stood up.

It’s just that he is so inconspicuous.

So everyone present.

Almost no one paid attention to him.

Look at the physique of these old hairy people opposite.

Which is not a big man with a height of almost two meters?

Before the Qinglong Gym plus other gyms in Xucheng, there were so many muscular men.

None of them are opponents of this group of old Maozi.

A skinny high school student?

Can you use it for a ball?

However, Fan Qiang did not care about the many ignorant gazes of everyone.

He first walked to Zhang Long’s side.

Pulled the big man up from the ground.

He couldn’t help but mutter.

“Harm!”

“You don’t use it if you have a chance!”

The reason why Fan Qiang did not make a direct move.

It was because of Zhang Long’s eagerness to save his father.

After all, he only had a leg injury.

There is nothing to do on the upper body.

Even with crutches.

Going up to eat a slap is also a bit involved.

Who would have thought.

This kid hasn’t even taken the stage yet.

As a result, I fell first.

Fan Qiang also secretly pinched a handful of sweat.

It’s really not indisputable!

And after Zhang Long was dragged up by Fan Qiang.

The mouth was still shouting indistinctly.

“Brother Qiang!”

“You leave me alone, save my father first!”

Fan Qiang was also convinced.

Lao Tzu doesn’t save your father.

Why am I standing here?

“Okay!”

“Let’s go to the back and watch the play.”

“I’ll do the rest!”

Words fall.

Fan Qiang stuffed the two crutches back into Zhang Long’s hands.

I walked slowly to the stage.

And at this time.

Everyone noticed.

There was such a thin young man who stood up.

Time.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Are you kidding?

So many muscular men can’t do this old hairy man.

What can you stand up on a thin bamboo pole for?

Of course.

Some people recognized Fan Qiang.

The mouth couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Hey?”

“This kid!”

“Isn’t it the Fan Qiang who broke the world record yesterday doing push-ups?”

“How did he get on stage?”

“Won’t you?”

“Although I know that Fan Qiang has invincible endurance and good physique!”

“But he wouldn’t think he could really compete with these monster old Maozi, right?”

“I feel like his head isn’t as big as Isaac’s slap!”

“How do you fight this?”

It’s not that everyone doesn’t believe Fan Qiang.

The point is that the difference in body shape between these two is too great.

What size is Isaac?

What size is Fan Qiang?

This slap, if you don’t die, it can be regarded as his life!

However.

It is under such a huge disparity in strength.

Fan Qiang still chose to take the stage.

Xia people are never cowards!

Even if there is an insurmountable gap in size.

But there must always be people who always have the courage to look at death as if they were at home.

Stand in front of an invincible enemy!

………..

Merely.

Until he stood on the stage with Isaac Mendeleev.

Fan Qiang noticed an embarrassing thing.

He is one meter seven five tall.

In front of ordinary people.

It’s passable.

But standing in front of a big fat man like Isaac, who was two meters tall.

It’s not enough to see.

Originally, Fan Qiang wanted to pat this big man on the shoulder.

That’s when I found out.

It seems a little tough.

In desperation.

Fan Qiang could only shout with his voice.

“Hey?”

“Trouble lifting your feet?”

“You’re stepping on my brother!”

I saw Fan Qiang talking to himself.

Isaac instantly showed a puzzled expression on his face.

I couldn’t even think of killing him.

This skinny little man.

It turned out to be a person who was going to compete with himself on stage.

Spread it out with both hands.

Shaking his head, he looked at his companion.

Because he didn’t understand.

What the hell is this guy trying to do?

To be honest, Fan Qiang was also quite helpless.

This big man can’t understand people, right?

Is Lao Tzu talking to you?

If you don’t take care of it, forget it.

What the hell is looking around?

Time.

Fan Qiang’s temper came up.

I didn’t even think about it.

Directly slapped this big man’s face.

“Snap !!!”

The sound instantly increased by four or five decibels!

Angry!

“You can’t understand people, do you?”

“I’ll let you lift your feet!”

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