Could it be that all those boasts this kid made, like starting martial arts training at three, mastering the meridians at seven… and so on, were actually true? Are there really such masters in this world? A new week is about to begin, and I’m counting on all of you for the new book list. After midnight tonight, I’ll strive to write another chapter. 56 Pig Head Face is asking for votes and collections, aiming to make it onto the new book list!
After toying with Cao Lei, Lin Feng clapped his hands and shrugged very innocently, as if to tell everyone that none of this was his doing. That look was as punchable as it could get. Lin Feng squatted to the side and teased, “Officer Cao, you’ve done your courtesy, warmed up, and stripped down as much as possible, but there doesn’t seem to be such a rule in Sanda sparring, right? So, are we going to continue our match or not? You said it yourself, a quick fight so we can each go about our business! Ah… hehehe…”
Cao Lei lay motionless on the ground. Officer Zhang and the other two sensed something was wrong and hurriedly climbed onto the ring, quickly covering Cao Lei with a jacket. Officer Zhang said resentfully, “Lin Feng, Lin Feng, you can’t play with people like this. Alright, alright, we can’t handle you, just leave quickly!”
“What?” Lin Feng exclaimed exaggeratedly, “Did I hear that right? You’re letting me go just like that? Wasn’t Officer Cao suspecting me… Oh, I remember now, that… thing… I think I casually threw it into the roadside bushes last night…” Lin Feng mimicked shooting a gun and then casually tossed the ‘gun’ in his hand aside. “Hey, go home and ask your good brother, maybe he picked it up later…””Hahaha, some fools can even lose a cop’s gear, uh… I didn’t say anything, don’t all look at me with those big eyes, hahaha, I’m just rambling, just rambling…”
