Chapter 2979 Little Thief
It is rare to encounter someone stronger than her, and it would be a pity not to use it to practice and improve her combat effectiveness.
Seeing this, Leng Hua also went out and called Mr. Mei to the martial arts field.
When Mr. Mei heard it, he mumbled helplessly: "Do you want to practice again? She can't beat me again, so it's the same no matter how much I practice." Then he shook his head and went to the martial arts field.
As he said, Feng Jiu really couldn't beat him. The two of them practiced for an entire afternoon, until Mei Zhe shouted out of breath, "No, no, no, I won't come, and if I continue to practice, I'll have to catch up with my life. Now, can my old man compare with your younger ones? No way."
As he spoke, he stepped back: "I have to go back to rest." As he spoke, the soles of his feet ran away as if smeared with oil.
Feng Jiu smiled, shook her hands, wiped the sweat off her face, and only felt comfortable. It's been a long time since I practiced so smoothly, but, as expected, the strength and rank are different, and the speed is also different. Her attack seems to be always half a beat slower than Mei Lao, and she has never been able to hit him.
However, after this training, the movement and attack evasion are still improved, and it cannot be said that nothing has been achieved.
She went to the courtyard, planning to go back to take a bath and change her clothes. After leaving, Mr. Mei ran into Leng Shuang and the child again when walking to the courtyard. When he saw Leng Shuang, he stroked his beard and smiled.
"Lengshuang! You came out to play with Xiao Hao'er again! Hey, this is really good. You have children before you get married, and you will be much more proficient with your own children in the future."
Listening to this, Leng Shuang glanced at him and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Hehe, I just wanted to go back to the hospital after training with Miss! I didn't expect to meet you." He said with a pair of smiling eyes, his eyes fell on the child, and said: "How did this little guy raise him? So fat, I feel itchy when I see the old man, I really want to hug him and play."
"Little master is not something anyone can hold." Leng Shuang said, walking past him with a giggling Hao'er in his arms: "Since you want to go back to the hospital, then go back quickly! I have to take the little master over there. On the master's side, I don't have time to chat with you here."
"Okay, then let's go!" He waved his hands and stood there watching them leave, until he could no longer see their figures, then he stroked his beard and walked slowly into the courtyard.
"It's also a blessing!" He said softly, his smile deepened, but no one heard or knew what it meant.
That night, Mei Zhe, who was guarding the night, patrolled around with his hands behind his back, humming a little song. When he walked to the back door, he saw two figures sneaking in sneakily, seeing that they were about to step in. When the formation touched the formation, he dodged and slashed at the two with a knife, instantly knocking them out and grabbing them.
Pulling down the black cloth on the faces of the two of them and looking at them, he smiled softly: "How dare you break into this mansion with such a little strength? I really don't know whether to live or die." People dragged away, intending to get the two of them for a reward tomorrow.
The next morning, when Feng Jiu was about to go out, she saw Elder Mei dragging two men in black in with excitement.
"I caught two little thieves last night, miss, look, can you give me half a catty of wine every day?" he asked expectantly.