Chapter 22: But to live (2/2)

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Wang Teng didn't know the discussion between the two behind him, he drove straight to the Xingwu Museum.

After reaching Wu Guan, he came to the second floor.

Looking at the trainees in the training hall, the trainees who were training in full swing gradually calmed down.

He picked up a wave of attributes, then walked to a sandbag and started to practice boxing.

Huh!

Wang Wangteng needed a vent to release the pressure accumulated in his heart. He quickly punched out, his arms formed a residual image, and bombarded on the sandbag.

The sandbag felt as if he had been hit by a violent storm, shaking sharply in his punches.

Seeing his madness, the student next to him could not help but take a few steps back ... So terrible, is this person crazy? Hurry up and stay away!

As Wang Teng practiced boxing, his mind kept on killing five robbers today.

If you let yourself choose again, will you still shoot so hard?

The answer is ... yes!

虽然 Although he is unwell, he doesn't think he is wrong.

Kill those who kill, and people will always kill them!

And in that case, if you don't kill with one blow, you are likely to face more fierce resistance.

The other party has a rune gun in his hand, a little careless, the dead person is him, so the benevolence of the woman is not desirable, everything ... just to live.

After finishing boxing, he started practicing sword and sword!

Ye Wang Teng didn't want to stop for a moment, he had to put himself into extreme fatigue, and only then could he completely release the pressure.

By this practice, it was 11 o'clock in the evening.

学员 All the students left before he dragged his exhausted body and drove home.

I returned home, and my heart was completely settled.

”Son, didn't you go out to eat with your classmates, why did you run to the martial arts again?”

Seeing Wang Teng sweating and looking exhausted, Li Xiumei couldn't help asking.

”I will go after dinner, so martial arts, the one who is particular about perseverance.” Wang Teng smiled.

”You child, this time is very serious.” Li Xiumei said with relief.

”Go wash and wash. I'll make some supper for you and I'll come down to eat.”

秀 Li Xiumei's caring made Wang Teng's cold heart feel the warmth immediately, and he went upstairs with a smile.

I changed clothes and went into the bathroom, turning on the faucet.

The cold water washed directly at his tired body, as if to wash everything away.

完 After taking a bath, Wang Teng felt an unprecedented ease. UU readingwas transparent, and he dried his hair and walked downstairs.

哇 ”Wow, so fragrant! Mom, what did you cook?”

”Your favorite egg noodles, boiled in the soup with star animal meat, and added star animal meat, come and eat.” Li Xiumei came out of the kitchen holding a bowl.

”It's no wonder that it smells a bit different, but it's more fragrant.” Wang Teng couldn't wait to pick up chopsticks, took a sip and took a big mouthful.

”Really delicious!”

Swallow swallowed into his belly, and the hot air came out of his mouth. Wang Teng couldn't help but sigh.

”Don't eat too much, you have too much energy to practice martial arts, you have to make up for it.” Li Xiumei said.

”Uh-huh.”

Wang Teng swallowed more than half of the bowl of noodles into his stomach and asked, ”Mom, my dad? Why didn't you see him come back?”

”He, I've been on a business trip, and I will not be back for two days.” Li Xiumei said.

”Oh!”

After a while, Wang Teng finished eating the noodles and patted himself contentedly, stood up and stretched.

”I'm full, mom. I went upstairs, and you should rest early.”

”I know, I will wash a bowl and go to sleep.” Li Xiumei responded.

Wang Wangteng returned to his room, took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

几 There are several unread text messages on WeChat.

Two came from Bai Wei and asked him what he was doing. One came from Yu Hao. The boy wanted to practice martial arts with him.

It was sent by Wang Teng when he was held captive.

It's so late now, he hasn't returned, let's talk tomorrow.

打开 He opened the computer for a while on the net and looked at the tortured spit of the sand sculpture netizens. When he was upset, he climbed to the bed in a happy mood, said good night to himself, closed his eyes and fell asleep.