Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  Wei Feng has never liked reading since he was a kid. When he was in kindergarten, he would beat up his classmates every day and make them cry loudly, which gave the school a big headache.

  He doesn't like reading, writing or singing and dancing. He only likes fighting. His favorite game is "Police Catch Thief". He acts as the thief and lets all other kids act as police, then every time those police are beaten by him until they cry loudly.

  There was a little fatty who was so scared that he even stole his family's gun and gave it to him, saying they would be robbers together.

  He likes guns. So, there were finally two robbers in the class.

  Because of his father's authoritative position in Weiliu City, the school and parents of other children did not dare to speak out. However, due to the discovery of that gun, his 'heroic deeds' were finally exposed at home.

  Then Weiru Cheng apologized to the school and took Weifeng back home to teach him personally.

  He knew his son liked to fight, so he invited famous teachers to teach him various martial arts. Under the scolding and whip threats of his father, Wei Feng had no choice but to start learning various knowledge.

  Day by day, month after month, Wei Feng not only didn't become a rough man, but also became the most cultured and knowledgeable among children of the same age. Also because he had been following his father for a long time, some plots and schemes would inevitably be exposed to him, making him more mature than other children.

  Wei Liu Cheng never thought that he would inadvertently raise an eccentric son and be proud of it.

  Wei Feng started learning martial arts systematically from the age of five and had a natural talent for it, quickly improving his skills. Later on, even the boxing champions in the army were no match for him. Because he went to the special forces camp every day to fight with people, the soldiers there gave him the nickname "Wu Chi" (Martial Eater). While others were martial arts enthusiasts, he treated practicing martial arts as his daily sustenance - three meals a day, without fail.

  He didn't expect that just by driving to Nanda to send someone off, he would encounter a master. A master who could catch his own punch.

  "How did you do it?" Wei Feng asked curiously, forgetting that they were still in a state of combat.

  "I'll do it if I want to." Tang Chong said with a smile. His right foot flashed out in a lightning-fast kick, aiming for Wei Feng's crotch.

  "Sly." Wei Feng had been on guard and kicked out with one foot.

  Then, the two people's shins collided with each other, producing a dull thud.

  One foot failed, but Tang Chong did not give up.

  Then he kicked out again.

  Wei Feng was also unwilling to be outdone by Tang Chong, and he kicked out with another foot.

  The two people's shins collided with each other.

  The two people's calves collided again.

  They were like madmen, kicking their legs frantically. Using their own bodies to abuse each other's bodies and then being abused by each other in return.

  Ten times. Twenty times. Thirty times.

  They finally didn't have the strength to kick and punch anymore.

  Then, the two of them locked eyes, gritted their teeth and fiercely bumped their heads together.

  Sparks flying everywhere. Twinkling starlight.

  The two hands that had been tightly clasped together finally parted, and their bodies stumbled backward.

  Boom boom boom-----

  The two men each retreated three steps and then simultaneously steadied themselves.

  "Damn it!" Wei Feng cursed, clutching his head in agony.

  "Damn it." Tang Zhong couldn't help but curse. He thought his legs were very strong, but he didn't expect the little guy's legs to be just as strong. He thought his head was very hard, but he didn't expect the other person's not to be soft either.

  "Fantastic! Truly fantastic." The nomads applauded and cheered.

  Su Shan looked at Tang Chong with a calm gaze, her face carrying a thoughtful expression.

  Lu Junzhuo only began to take Tang Chong seriously then. He couldn't help but attach importance to him.

  He himself also knew some self-defense kung fu, but he knew that if he went up against Tang Chong, he would probably be knocked down within three minutes.

  "Could it be that Su Shan likes men who are good with their hands?" Such a thought suddenly emerged in Lu Qunzhao's mind.

  To wait for Qiao Kun to come out of the toilet, Hua Ming and Liang Tao Li Yu occupied a position at the barbecue stall diagonally opposite the toilet. After ordering 20 strings of mutton, 10 chicken wings, a few strings of leeks and a dozen beers, the three sat down and started drinking.

  Who was waiting left and right for Qiao Ke, but she didn't come out, as if she wanted to settle down in the toilet. This made the three of them quite disappointed and also quite angry.

  However, they can also understand Qiao Ke's mood at this time.

  The current Xuefu Street is still so lively, and there are even many people like Hua Ming who are waiting at the door to see his ugly face, how can he be willing to come out?

  Then, Hua Ming and Liang Tao started drinking competitively.

  "Two little bees, fly into a flower cluster. Fly left and right, flying, ah, ah."

  Two people played rock-paper-scissors. Hua Ming was scissors, and Liang Tao was cloth. Then, Hua Ming raised his palm and slapped him, and Liang Tao let out a painful "ahh".

  "Fly away ---- mom ----"

  The two made another move. Hua Ming was a fist, and Liang Tao was also a fist. Then, the two greasy mouths pretended to kiss each other.

  Li Yu's face turned slightly red, and she secretly turned her head around.

  The barbecue had just been served when someone in front shouted and a fight broke out. Tang Chong was fighting with someone again.

  Three people looked at each other in dismay.

  "You're not kidding, are you?" Hua Ming asked skeptically.

  "Second Brother won't be so fierce, right? He just took down a large group and everyone is discussing his heroic deeds ----- what's going on?" Liang Tao asked.

  Li Yu has stood up and run towards the front of the crowd.

  Two of them quickly stood up and were about to rush over to help when the barbecue stall owner shouted at them, "Comrade Qian! Comrade Qian!"

  Liang Tao slapped a hundred yuan on the table and shouted: "The mutton is roasted. After we finish fighting, we'll come back to drink."

  They were initially skeptical because they knew that in fact Tang Zhong was a rather low-key person who didn't like to cause trouble - or so they thought.

  I just had a fight with someone, what's the point of fighting again?

  But when they ran far away, they saw Mount Su at a glance ----- and then they knew that this thing was true.

  What is meant by "red beauty and calamity"? Where there is red beauty, how can there be no calamity?

  "Boss, take this!" Liang Tao shouted. He himself ran back and picked up a half brick from the ground, grasping it in his hand.

  Hua Ming couldn't find a suitable person, so he said angrily: "Let them taste Hua's iron fist."

  Li Yu didn't even look for anyone. Because he himself also knew that coming here could only be cheering and adding to the momentum.

  "Stop!" Liang Tao shouted loudly.

  Hua Ming also wanted to shout a domineering phrase, but when he saw the guy standing opposite Tang Chong, he suddenly forgot to step forward and almost fell flat on his face.

  He hesitated for a moment before rushing quickly to the scene of the accident.

  "Wei Feng, I think the battle hasn't ended yet?" You Mu said with a smile. "Everyone doesn't want to give up on this good show either ----- it's really too exciting."

  "Let's go again." Wei Feng gritted his teeth and said. He carefully felt the condition of his calf, although it was shaking non-stop now, but he knew that when he really fought with his life on the line, this symptom would automatically disappear.

  "I'll accompany you to the end." Tang Zhong said in a cold voice.

  He liked Su Shan's words: I am Su Shan. Whoever dares to move me will have to pay the price for it.

  "I am Tang Zhong. Whoever dares to move me will have to pay the price."

  Just as the two were about to fight again, a familiar voice came: "Lao Er, Wei Feng... you two stop."

  Tang Chong and Wei Feng simultaneously swept past, seeing Hua Ming's massive body running towards this direction.

  "Acquaintances, all acquaintances." Hua Ming exclaimed. He ran to Wei Feng's front and asked: "How did you end up here?"

  "Money Ming?" Wei Feng also didn't expect to run into Hua Ming at the south gate, and asked with a smile: "How did you end up here too? Oh, I remember now. I heard our old man say that you're studying at Nan Da... what's your major? Psychology?"

  "Yes, I called Uncle Wei and asked for his help." Huaming said with a smile. His uncle and Wei Feng's father, Wei Liucheng, were good friends. Whenever Wei Feng went to play in Yanjing, he would accompany him as a host. So the two men were considered friends.

  Then he pointed at Tang Chong and asked: "How did you get into a fight with our family's second son?"

  "Are you kidding me?" Wei Feng asked in confusion.

  "Yes. We are roommates. My good brother." Huaming said.

  Wei Feng's expression turned strange, he turned around and glanced at Youmu, smiling and saying: "Qian Ming, it's better if you don't get involved in this matter. Just wait for a while, after we're done, we'll find a place to have a couple of drinks."

  "What's the point of fighting?" Hua Ming said angrily. "I've already told you he's my second brother, and you still want to fight him? My brothers fighting each other? How am I supposed to intervene? It's all over now. Let's go drink. The mutton is roasted, the wine is ready, just waiting for people to arrive."

  "Wei Feng, is he your friend?" asked Youmu with a smile.

  Even Su Shan and Lu Junzhuo looked at Hua Ming with puzzled faces. They didn't expect that Tang Chong's dormitory elder ----- actually knew Wei Feng, who was beside Youmu.

  This play is getting more and more lively.

  "Yes, my friend." Wei Feng said with a smile.

  "Oh." Youmu nodded and said: "I've already told him to break one of his legs ----- if he hadn't broken a leg, wouldn't I have slapped myself in the face?"

  "How can you let Yu Shao slap himself in the face?" Wei Feng said with a gloomy smile.

  He turned around and looked at Hua Ming, saying: "Qian Ming, don't interfere with this matter. Some people are not even worthy of being your brother."

  "You're absolutely right." Hua Ming said with his neck stretched out. "Some people are not worthy of being my brothers. So, I'll take care of this matter for sure."

  He patted his own chest and said: "I know you can fight. Come on, come here."