Chapter 34 Chapter Thirty-Three Cowards 2

An old hen, Feng Menglong, hates himself, hates himself for not being up to date, hates himself for being a coward, he can't even deal with a woman, he regrets why he didn't stab the shrew who sells melon seeds.But why can't I take this ruthless hand? !Even if he was given another chance, would he dare to stab anchor Li?With only this little courage, how can I regain my self-esteem? Feng Mengyu began to miss his brother again.No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand why he was not as good as his brother?When they were young, not only did the two brothers look like they were printed out of the same mold, but their personalities were also exactly the same.But why did his elder brother live such a majestic life, but he lived so aggrieved? !If his brother was there, he might not only have stabbed anchor Li, but also those people at the chess stand would have to go to the hospital.

After walking home, Feng Menglong leaned on the wall and called Chen Baige. "White pigeon, white pigeon, sister-in-law." Feng Mengyu has never been able to find a suitable title, and has always been screaming. "Second brother, you're back." Chen Baige's stomach was already getting bigger. "Well, it's nothing. I just want to chat with you." Feng Menglong lay on the wall while talking, bowing his head and rubbing the small ball of paper in his hand. "What are you talking about? Hey, second brother, what's wrong with your face? I'll get you red medicine."

"No, no, it's okay, I just want to talk to you." "Did you get into a fight with someone?" Feng Mengyu managed to force a smile: "Who can I fight with? My bicycle was scraped by a wicker branch." "Then you need some red medicine, I'll go into the house and get it for you." "Sister-in-law, I really don't need it. I also have it at home. I just want to chat with you." "Chat? Well, tell me, what are you talking about?" "Tell me, when my brother was still there, why were those people afraid of my brother?"

Chen Baige thought for a long time: "Because your brother is affectionate and righteous." "If there is love and righteousness, others will be afraid?" "That's not true, because your brother wants to protect you and me. He has the responsibility. He regards these things as his most important things. In front of these things, he is not afraid of death. What else is he afraid of?" Chen Bai Pigeon's eyes are wet. "En..." Feng Mengyu nodded half-understood. "However, don't be like your brother..." Chen Baige said. "I know, tell me, is courage something you have developed?"

"Well... Maybe it is?!" "I think it came out of practice." "You came to me just to tell me this?" "Hi! I just want to chat with you if I have nothing to do. Anyway, you are at home alone all day, and it is quite boring." "Second brother, you must have fought with someone." "No, no, really no..." Feng Mengyu thinks that courage is practiced, it must be practiced!You must practice your courage! On Sunday, someone brought two old hens.Originally, Feng Menglong's mother said that she wanted to slaughter the chicken, but Feng Menglong insisted on killing it.His mother couldn't hold him back, so she could only let him do it.

Originally, the chicken was killed by pulling its head and cutting its throat with a knife. After a few minutes, the chicken died.But Feng Menglong held the warm chicken, shivered several times, but did not cut the chicken's throat.The old hen's strength is not small, struggling desperately in Feng Menglong's hands, Feng Menglong was anxious, pressed the chicken on the top of the flower wall, closed his eyes, and chopped off the old hen's head with one knife! Feng Menglong bared her teeth and grinned ferociously.Finally, he was a man. But before he finished his hideousness, a greater fear struck: Why is the headless chicken in his hand still struggling? !

Feng Mengyu exclaimed: "Oh my god!", let go, and threw the old hen away.After being thrown to the ground, the headless old hen flapped its wings and continued to run forward until it hit the wall before falling to the ground, still flapping its wings. Feng Mengyu was so frightened that his face turned pale and he was covered in cold sweat.Still in shock, he heard someone laughing, and when he looked back, it turned out that Chen Baige was lying on the wall laughing. Feng Menglong was ashamed to the point of shame. Practicing gallbladder is only one aspect, and Feng Mengyu knows that not only is it necessary to practice gallbladder, but also to learn a whole body of skills.How to practice? !It is said that Feng Mengyu found out all the sand leggings and dumbbells at home, and exercised every day. He woke up earlier than anyone else in the morning, and exercised after work.He also bought a boxing book from Xinhua Bookstore, and started practicing on Nanshan every morning with a humming sound.

Moreover, Feng Mengyu seldom participated in the weekly routine poetry reciting meeting.But he is still in the park, but instead of reciting poetry, he is practicing martial arts.Practice with Zhang Yiling, Yang Fan and others every day with a pistol in a place where no one is around.They are not only practicing moves, but also practicing coordination.Feng Mengyu's idol at the time was Ban Chao, why?Throw a pen and join the army! These poets practiced spears every day, but no one paid attention to them at all.Everyone thought that the poet was exercising and having fun, but no one would have thought that they would organize a gun-shooting team that would later become famous in the Jianghu.

Zhou Meng and Feng Mengyu got closer and closer, because if there was no hope of returning to the city, then Feng Mengyu was still her first choice.Feng Mengyu is not only handsome, but also knowledgeable and reasonable, which fully meets the aesthetic standards of Shanghai girls. But Zhou Meng was also a little worried seeing Feng Mengyu practicing martial arts every day.After all, Liu Haizhu has done all the things that Feng Menglong has done now.In the past, Liu Haizhu was exercising every day. The purpose of exercising was not to defend the motherland, but to fight in the streets.In Zhou Meng's eyes, both Liu Haizhu and Feng Mengyu have their own advantages, but Feng Mengyu's biggest advantage over Liu Haizhu is that he rarely takes the initiative to cause trouble.

"Xiao Feng, what do you practice with this iron gun every day?" Feng Menglong pushed the bicycle forward, and Zhou Meng handed Feng Menglong a white handkerchief.