Chapter 72
Qiu Tingxu's villa has a lot of facilities, regardless of whether it has a lot of people or not.
Next to the swimming pool is the training ground.
The original owner didn't use it much, and after Qiu Tingxu came over, he actually didn't use it either.
After all, I went to the hospital as soon as I arrived, and then ran to school after that.
For more than a month, I have been sticking with Xu Yansheng.
I only lived in this villa for a few days during the National Day holiday.
Fortunately, there is someone who comes to clean the house regularly, so no matter when Qiu Tingxu comes back, he can see a clean home.
Well, it can be considered a home now.
Luo Yuanshan stood in the middle of the training ground and hooked his finger at Luo Qingfeng who was coming from behind.
Neither of them cared much about anything. They didn't change their clothes or take off their shoes. They just stood on the training ground in the most natural posture.
Luo Qingfeng stretched his neck and fingers, his face suddenly showing interest.
This fight doesn't scare him, it just excites him.
Wen Lang had never seen Luo Qingfeng like this before, and was fascinated for a moment.
So handsome.
Although he is not as tall as Luo Yuanshan, he is more agile.
Luo Qingfeng went forward and swung his leg across, ready to attack by surprise.
Luo Yuanshan already knew this kid's routine, and slowly reached out to intercept him, but Luo Qingfeng quickly retracted his legs.
His center of gravity was surprisingly stable, and even such a rapid change did not cause him to lose balance.
"Hey~ I kid you, the first move is actually a fist~"
He threw two punches at the same time, one straight to the face and the other to the abdomen.
The force is very strong. If any of these punches hit you, you will feel uncomfortable for half a month.
However, the fact that both hands were used showed that the protection was not in place.
Luo Yuanshan bent his body backwards, elegantly extended his leather shoes, and kicked him on the leg.
As a result, Luo Qingfeng smiled and said, "Do you think I am inferior to you?"
He changed his fist into a palm, firmly grasped Luo Yuanshan's shoulder bones, and moved his center of gravity forward, making Luo Yuanshan's already backward movement even more obvious.
He took advantage of Luo Yuanshan's leap into the air and moved to the side where the leg was sweeping.
He was as light as a swallow, flying on the beam.
Unexpectedly, Luo Yuanshan bent back under his force, and his bones seemed to be soft.
Let Luo Qingfeng lean forward with him due to inertia, then he smiled, stretched out his foot that had not yet fully landed, and slowly kicked Luo Qingfeng in the stomach.
"Little dog Luo, it's not advisable to look down on your elders."
Luo Qingfeng simply pushed the man heavily to the ground and stepped back.
He touched his belly and grinned.
"Old dog Luo! Bah!"
In a blink of an eye, the two men were too lazy to talk about tactics and started fighting with real fists and flesh. The back and forth was quite exciting.
Luo Yuanshan is about ten centimeters taller than Luo Qingfeng. Although he is also thin, he is somewhat stronger than Luo Qingfeng.
Luo Qingfeng couldn't beat him purely by strength, he could only have the upper hand in speed.
From the sound, it seemed that both of them had been beaten quite a bit.
Qiu Tingxu's mouth was shaped like an O, and he asked Xu Yansheng and Wen Lang: "What kind of fighting method are they using?"
"Taekwondo? Karate? Judo? Sanda?"
Xu Yansheng and Wen Lang had such a tacit understanding for the first time, and said in unison: "Wild way."
Qiu Tingxu touched his chin and suddenly realized: "I mean, how come your style is similar to mine? It seems like you're just using wild methods after all this time."
"But don't you rich people practice orthodox fighting styles?"
Wen Lang stared at the cheetah-like man on the field and said nonchalantly, "Practice is practice, but when it comes to the real fight, you just do whatever feels good to you."
"Hey, Luo Qingfeng's kick was beautiful!"
"Hey, why did he get punched by his dad again..."
Qiu Tingxu looked at him thoughtfully: "Langzi, do you feel like you have revealed something?"
Wen Lang didn't even blink: "Ah? What?"
Qiu Tingxu is not particularly curious, he prefers to let things take their own course. Who doesn’t have a secret?
He went to talk to Xu Yansheng again, winking and making faces: "Master Yan, you know so much, could it be that you will also use wild methods in a fight?"
Xu Yansheng nodded: "Well, I haven't practiced it, I rely on intuition."
Qiu Tingxu thought again of the time when he and Xu Yansheng beat Li Fei and others, and a warm smile appeared in his eyes.
"Want to compete later? I've only seen that kick, but I haven't seen what you're like in a real fight."
Xu Yansheng looked at him and wanted to refuse for fear of hurting him, but he also felt a little bit expectant.
Finally, he compromised and said, "Yeah."
Wen Lang raised his hand: "Excuse me, can I join your war?"
Xu Yansheng responded very quickly: "Compare yourself with Luo Qingfeng."
Wen Lang thought about it and felt that it was feasible.
"That's fine."
…
While they were chatting, Luo Qingfeng made a mistake and was pushed to the ground by his father.
His face was red and his neck was thick, but he just couldn't struggle up.
Victory and defeat are common in the military. Luo Qingfeng struggled three times and gave up decisively.
"I lost, I lost, let me go, my neck is about to break!"
Luo Yuanshan let him go, stood up gracefully, patted his clothes and put down his sleeves.
He turned and walked towards the three people who were watching the show.
Luo Qingfeng looked at his back and was stunned for a moment.
He didn't rush to get up. He leisurely supported his head with his right hand and bent one leg at an angle.
It was a playful smile.
He whistled and said loudly, "Luo Gou, there is something I don't know whether I should say or not."
Luo Yuanshan didn't even turn his head, "Don't talk about it if you don't want to."
Luo Qingfeng laughed, "I don't want to talk about it either, but as your son, I feel ashamed."
"So I have to remind you that your fat is showing~"
Luo Yuanshan looked back at him, not understanding what panties were.
Seeing that Luo Qingfeng was staring at his buttocks, he turned his gaze downwards.
When he saw the ripped seams on his suit pants, he fell silent for a moment.
But he was also wearing black underneath, so it wasn't a big problem.
So he turned around and said to Qiu Tingxu and the others without caring at all: "Excuse me, where is the guest room? I may need to change my clothes."
Luo Qingfeng was simply amazed at his father's shamelessness. This man didn't even blush!
It's boring. It's really boring.
He let out a "tsk" and climbed up from the ground, gasping for breath as he climbed.
"Hiss, you bastard, you didn't hold back at all, it hurts me so much."
Luo Yuanshan heard it, his eyebrows moved, and he replied: "You are not bad, it hurts me to death."
Qiu Tingxu: “Hahahahaha!!!”
Wen Lang: "Ahem, hahahaha!!!"
Xu Yansheng: "...What are you laughing at?"
Qiu Tingxu held his stomach and laughed: "...Ah, didn't you get the joke? Don't you think this father and son look like elementary school students?"
"I can understand that Luo Qingfeng is like me, but it's really funny that Mr. Luo is imitating me!"
Xu Yansheng looked at his little face, which was as bright as the midday sun. Although he still didn't understand what was so funny, he still said "hmm".
[I don’t understand what makes other people laugh, but I am happy when you are happy. 】
Qiu Tingxu was surprised to hear such a straightforward statement again and looked at Xu Yansheng in a daze.
"Sounds?"
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