Taking advantage of hitting people to make trouble, it was originally these guys' specialty. Unfortunately, this time they kicked to the iron plate. Leach hit it on purpose. At the moment he hit it, he even used the deflected close-range strike he was practicing. .
Relying on the slight shaking of his shoulders, Leach easily unloaded the force of the collision from the opposite side. But he is not a good man and a believer in women, and it is definitely not his creed to be beaten and not fight back.
While unloading the impact force on the opposite side, Leach leaned back abruptly, and the force of the impact bounced back intact.
The first one was like this, and the second one was still like this, so he easily broke through the siege.
A casual glance behind him, those guys who fell to the ground and screamed, gave Leach a sense of satisfaction in his heart. In this fight, he didn't use the power of a knight, relying entirely on skill.
Suddenly his footsteps stopped suddenly, and Leach remembered the feeling just now.
The feeling of those few shocks to him was far clearer than that of fighting against the master for a long time.
Master Dinah's move was too fast, and his grasp of power was too good. Those guys were different. Their attacks were completely instinctive, there was no rule for punching, and the speed was as slow as a snail.
An idea gradually took shape in his mind, maybe he could take the opportunity to fight with others and practice deflecting close-range strikes. After you have become familiar with ordinary people, you can find Master Dinah to practice.
The more he thought about Leach, the more he felt that this was a good way, so he rushed out of the school like a fly.
After class, Leach always goes home first, because the school and home are all in the old town, so he can leave his schoolbag at home and go to the camp.
As soon as he ran upstairs before he opened the door, Leach was stunned, and the sound of women talking, laughing and chatting came from inside the door.
Could it be that the women from the families who bought the third floor downstairs came up to visit?
Leach felt a little incredible. The three families were all very rich and looked down on their family. When the transaction was made, two of them had a dispute with his family. Until now, even if he and the two families met on the stairs, they didn't say hello to each other.
Pushing the door in with doubts, Leach saw his mother sitting on a chair. There were two women sitting on the only sofa in the room. That was a pair of mother and daughter. The lady was graceful and wore a purple dress with a black gauze net on her head and a hat.The big-brimmed hat with ostrich down as a decorative flower basket, she looks younger than her mother.
"Leach, why didn't you knock on the door before you came in? I don't know how to be polite at all."
Leach's mother complained that this is her habit. As long as outsiders are present, she will appear a little formal and demanding. I am afraid this is also a manifestation of strong vanity.
"This is your Aunt Ling and cousin Catherine. They are going to live in our house for a while. You must be polite."
When my mother introduced it, she didn't forget to give another warning.
Leach knew that he had two aunts, but they were both married far away, and they usually rarely contacted each other.
This Aunt Ling is the youngest sister of her mother. She is the best married and her husband is a leather merchant, but her luck can be said to be the worst. She became a widow soon after giving birth to her daughter.
When my mother mentioned it, she felt that this Aunt Ling was also a powerful figure, and she was able to support the industry left by her husband alone. Not only did she not let the business collapse, but she did more than her husband did when he was alive. Bigger.
"I knew you were coming, so I won't sell the floors below."
Mom and Aunt Ling said politely: "Now I can only wrong you two and squeeze with us. There is also an attic on it. Leach lives there. Catherine is about the same age as Leach in our family. Let them live together." Our sisters live in this room. Leach's father is in the Reserve Corps. He is usually not at home. He only has one day off a month."
Leach secretly glanced at the cousin he had just met. This cousin was more than half a year older than him. Perhaps because of his wealthy family, he was very well developed, which was the exact opposite of Isabel's slender and thin figure. The temperament of the two of them is also very different, and the cousin feels a bit arrogant to him.
When it comes to appearance, my cousin is also a beautiful woman. Her hair is curly very badly, and she is black and shiny. Her skin is wheat-colored. She definitely doesn't seem to be a lady who stays at home all day.
His head hurts slightly. He lives in the same room as such a girl. There will definitely be many opportunities to see the "wonderful scenery" in the future, but it must be very troublesome.
The biggest trouble is, how can he sneak out in the middle of the night? He still has a job as an executioner.
Suddenly Leach felt a little funny. During these days, he seemed to have been lucky. There were women everywhere around him, and he had simply fallen into the country of women. ...
As soon as he arrived at the camp, Leach immediately rushed to the kitchen. Since it was braised beef brisket in the morning, there must be something good at noon.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the kitchen, Leach's saliva flowed down, and there was a strong smell of lamb chowder soup.
There was no one in the kitchen. He was the last to eat most of the time at noon. He opened the lid of the pot. Sure enough, there were still a lot of good things left in it. It must have been specially left for him by other people. Being young also has the advantage of being young, and you will always be taken care of a little more.
The bread here can be taken at will, almost unlimited supply, but it can't be taken home.
He took two loaves of bread and threw them into the soup. He liked this way of eating. The bread that is full of the soup is eaten into the mouth. The delicacy of the soup slowly melts through the bread. It is really delicious and nothing to say.
Just as Leach was waiting for the bread to fully soak, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and someone walked in.
It was Miss Lena who came in. She was wearing a fencing suit for practicing swordsmanship. The fencing suit is a thick tights that women wear on their bodies to highlight the lines.
Leach couldn't help but look at it twice more. His Adam's apple squirmed for a while, his mouth was a little dry, and the false fire that had disappeared for a while suddenly sprang up again.
It's only possible to come to a place like the kitchen for one thing. Lena opened the lid of the pot and it was empty.
Turning her head and glancing at Leach, Lena happened to see Leach staring at her, a pair of eyes swept around the square inch between her legs.
"Little guy, it's very dishonest."
Lena twisted and walked over, this little red-haired woman walking as sexy as she was.
In the camp, although Lena is not the most beautiful woman, she is definitely the most feminine woman.
The only one who can compare with her in this regard is Miss Mary.
Miss Mary's femininity is the kind that can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, but the little red-haired woman in front of her is a standard bed stunner.
Her figure is not tall or short, not plump but well-proportioned, her legs are long and very attractive, and her eyebrows and eyes can only be described in one word...Mei Yan.
Leach hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look again, but in his heart, he hoped to look a few more times, and it was best that Miss Lena could take off and let him see.
Thinking about it this way, Leach's little brother immediately became energetic, gradually getting bigger and thicker.
Lena obviously didn't intend to let him go, so she sat next to him, and touched his crotch with her left hand maliciously.
"Oh, what's in it?" Little mouse?"