Cold flying tired to find the moment of the living, like a changed person.No longer just that sexy, easy to get close, as if even if you do something too much, it will not be like a little sister.

If she loses, shame the club, I don't know what she will do to herself.

The owner of such a big health club is not an ordinary person.

“Do it!”When you get in, you want to start with each other.

"North Wu Taekwondo Hall Wu Dalang."

The leader picked up his fist and loudly reported the name of the taekwondo hall, with his own name.

“Wu Darro?Not short.”

“Wu Dao!”

“I’m tired of this health club!”Cold flying tired, but he can't quite remember what the current name of the club is.

"Take his clothes off."

A thousand soft to the little man next to him.

“All right.”The little husband quickly withdrew his T-shirt printed with the gym logo and lost it to cold and tired.

“Wow!Look at the eight-pack’s abs!”

As soon as the little husband's clothes were taken off, many girls showed a crazy surprise.

"Why did he undress and I'm dressed?"I know what it means, and I know that there is nothing to see in my whiteboard body, cold and tired or jealous.

Now he is the protagonist, and the eyes of the girls should be seen in his protagonist.

“Hey, take the move.”Wu Dalang urged cold and tired, can not always let the gym people out of the blaze, to the blaze all out of them, how did he take people past the taekwondo hall?

"You're out, I won't."Cold and tired of the two hands, he will not.If you fight, this time is a little bit of experience, but he is still the first time with a fixed number of practitioners.

Before this exercise family did not shoot, he could not first expose his own flaws, so as not to be a few tricks KO.

“Drink!”

Wu Dalang's feet jerked, his body emptied, with a strong wind, and a leg kicked straight towards the cold and tired head.

The move or whatever, is for effort saving, force, hit the key, often the pursuit of a trick to the enemy.Let the other side instantly lose the ability to fight, is a good trick.

“So fast?”He was so tired of the cold, his feet on the ground, and his feet were on the back.The wind seemed to have hit him in the face.

Wu Dalang will not give up this opportunity, a foot out, he has confirmed that cold tired is not hard, while he can not do resistance to his own moves, take advantage of the victory and pursue.

“You don’t want to eat your stinking feet!”Cold flying tired of pinching his fist and bombarding the foot of Wu Dalang.

“Wow, C is in pain!”

The surface of the fist came with the scorching pain, the cold and tired face wrinkled into a clump, he forgot that Wu Dalang was wearing shoes, and he used his flesh surface to hit his rough soles, which was a mistake.

When he was still in pain, Wu Dalang flew over again.

“Nima Eggs!”Cold tired of being a little irritable by this intensive attack, do not give people the opportunity to end the pain, too much.He turned his head, hid, and reached out to grab his leg.

“Hm on!”

“Hm on!”

“Hm on!”

“What!”

“What!”

“What!”

Wu Dalang's speed was very fast, a kick came, cold and tired of reaching out to catch, he quickly took it back, and then kicked the next foot from the other direction.One step at a time, one foot after another, the attack is intense.

Indeed, this is not the same, they already have the eyes of heaven, and also upgraded once.For ordinary people, his speed is very fast.However, every time he shot, he was unable to return, and he was completely hidden by Wu Dalang.

No, he did not intend to hide, but completely grasp the rhythm in the attack, but he could not keep up with his speed, in his feeling, as if he were hiding.In fact, he has always been hiding, under his rhythm.

Cold flying tired, elbows in front of the body, simply with their own elbows to hard pick up Wu Dalang here a foot.

“Ok!”

When his feet fell on his elbow, his speed slowed down and paused.Cold flying tired of catching, reached over, grabbed Wu Dalang's ankle, and then jerked, his body followed forward.

What he had practiced was that he thought he could feel bad for him, who knew that he had pressed a word directly to his body, and concentrated all the gravity on his ankles and pressed his shoulders.

Pinch his fist, and the feet of Wu Dalang were smashed on the side.There is no trick, then there is no need to pay attention to what way, there is no attack target, see what, want to fight, what to fight, what to fight.

Wu Dalang's feet made themselves very uncomfortable, then he let his feet suffer a good pain, see how he still arrogant this foot on the kung fu.

"Touched"

A fist was tired of being cold, and the raw one hit Wu Dalang's side foot.The feeling of touching the foot is not the feeling of hitting the meat, as if it was on some kind of iron.Not the hard feeling of putting the muscles on the feet very tight, just like the feeling of beating on the iron.

What knee pads did he wear on his feet?

In the short moment of cold and tired thinking, Wu Dalang had already taken his feet back.

Wu Dalang stared at the cold-satisfying face, and followed his heart and muttered: Did he feel it?

“Try again!”

Cold and tired of taking the initiative to rush past Wu Dalang.

“What!”

Wu Dalang kicked the past with his cold tired face.

This time, the cold flight did not hide, but the two hands were knife-shaped, and together they cut it in front of their faces.He is confident that he can hit him before he can play in Wu Dalang.

The sole of the shoe was on the cold-satisfying face, and a deep shoe-solet imprint was printed on his face.

“Sister, you cheated, you put something on your feet!”

Cold flying tired is in front of Wu Dalang foot on his face on his feet, both hands are hit up, however, that does not feel like hitting the feet, as if on the iron steel bars, not only did not stop Wu Dalang half, but also put their palms on the bottom of the shock of the pain.

“Something?”Wu Dalang stepped on his cold and tired face, slowly plucking his trousers and legs, and on his feet, nothing.

“Is it inside?”

Cold flying tired of hiding his face and retreating from Wu Dalang.That feeling of playing on the steel bar will certainly not be able to practice muscles to the extreme.He began to wonder if it was inside Wu Dalang’s feet and began to have steel plates.

Lied Liu Hai, completely covered his forehead, and when most people focused on Wu Dalang, who was already like a winner at this moment, he gently peeled off the third eye on his forehead.

“What is that!”

Through the eyes of heaven, cold and tired of seeing something incredible on Wu Dalang's feet, in the stage of his feet to the calf, wrapped in orange things, the thing is still moving, non-stop moving, as if it is, the air flow.The orange air flow.

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