The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 520: To repair a tire, you need to learn from the spare tire!
As the morning sun rises, everything seems to be coming back to life.

After getting up early, Zhang Cheng stood in the yard and stretched his meridians skillfully.
Along with the sound of breaking wind, the White Eyebrow Fist in his hand was struck out like a poisonous snake.
Quickly change hands, and then swim.

When a set of boxing was finished, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but press his hands down.
Changing his hands, Zhang Cheng continued to hone his martial arts.
After all, for him, traditional skills cannot be lost. Once he loses his strong fighting power, he will lose his only faith!

Zhang Cheng: Are you good at fighting? I am good at fighting too!
Ding Xiu: Sir, aren’t you the best at throwing lime powder?
Situ Yaozu: Cousin, he is absolutely right!
After borrowing some tire repair stuff from the repair shop next door, Zhang Cheng rode his bicycle to school.

Arriving at the school gate, Zhang Cheng saw Zhao Ye waiting for him, and immediately stepped forward curiously and asked, "What's wrong, Zhao Huohua!"

"It's Zhao Ye, not Zhao Huohua!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng unhappily, Zhao Ye immediately said, "Forget it, I won't bother with you about this. My dad won't let me go out and set up a stall!"

"Huh? You didn't tell your dad how much you made last night?"

Looking at Zhao Ye curiously, Zhang Cheng became puzzled.

"Uh, it seems like I didn't say that!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng awkwardly, Zhao Ye seemed to realize that he had forgotten the most important thing.

"Mindless!"

Looking at Zhao Ye with disdain, Zhang Cheng turned and walked into the campus parking lot.
It's called a parking lot, but it's actually just a blue tin shed.

Walking to Fang Hui's bicycle, Zhang Cheng skillfully took out the tools and started to repair the tire.
Curiously approaching Zhang Cheng, Zhao Ye said in surprise, "No, you can do this?"

"You're not surprised by anything you've never seen before. If you pierce other people's abortions a few times, you'll be able to do it, too!"

Giving a thumbs up, Zhang Cheng spoke with pride.
After hearing what Zhang Cheng said, Zhao Ye was shocked and said, "I say, you didn't puncture Fang Hui's bicycle, did you?"

"No, do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Looking at Zhao Ye in disbelief, Zhang Cheng quickly asked,

"You? Don't you look like that?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Zhao Ye spoke with great suspicion,
Because this guy is the one who dares to blatantly sell ordinary discs as counterfeit discs!
And they sell them at high prices without any fear of being caught!
As for this kind of daring "gangster", if you say he wouldn't puncture people's tires, Zhao Ye would never believe it even if he were beaten to death!

"Fuck you, you can question my character, but you can never doubt my personality! Although I don't have these two things! But I won't accept it!"

Looking at Zhao Ye seriously, Zhang Cheng quickly explained,

After all, even if he had a punctured tire, it was done in the former courtyard. As for the future, I don’t know what will happen. We’ll talk about it when the time comes!

"You don't even have any character or personality, how can you have the nerve to say such things?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Zhao Ye also discovered the "highlight".
"Can't you?"

Looking at Zhao Ye in surprise, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become serious.

"Of course not. I was wondering why you always say you are honest, but it turns out you are not!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Zhao Ye immediately shouted,
"Shhhhh, keep your voice down, don't let anyone know!"

Stepping forward and covering Zhao Ye's mouth, Zhang Cheng resisted the urge to stab him.

"Brother, what did you do before?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with suspicion, Zhao Ye suddenly felt that what he had done before was definitely not a serious thing!

"Me? I used to be a good person, right?"

Looking at Zhao Ye with a little bit of uncertainty, Zhang Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, I used to be a good person!"

"Ah!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a sneer, Zhao Ye asked in confusion: "No, Zhang Cheng, why are you putting the hammer on your waist?"

"I'm repairing bicycles, so it's normal for me to bring a hammer, isn't it?" Looking at Zhao Ye's gaze, Zhang Cheng quickly explained.
"A hammer is fine, but what is this?"

Looking at the nearly 30-centimeter machete on Zhang Cheng's sleeve, Zhao Ye couldn't help but gasp.

Because what normal repairman would carry a machete with him?
"If you go out to buy watermelons without a watermelon knife, how can you chop the watermelon? What if it's not ripe enough?"

While questioning Zhao Ye, Zhang Cheng pulled out the machete and stuffed it into his schoolbag.
Seeing Zhang Cheng's actions, Zhao Ye quickly poked his head out, but after seeing a bunch of strange things in the schoolbag, he could not help but stand there in a daze.

He originally thought that Zhang Cheng was a business genius, but he didn't expect that this kid's schoolbag was full of various weapons, including machetes, hammers, fruit knives, and even bags of lime powder.
Did he plan for a skirmish on the street that day?

Zhang Cheng: I, the God of War of the Ming Dynasty, the God of Lime, do you think I'm kidding?
"Okay, stop bothering me, I'll fix it right away!"

Pushing Zhao Ye aside, Zhang Cheng took something and used tire sealant to repair the tire.
And just after pumping up the air, Zhang Cheng pushed the bicycle and said, "Look, you have good skills!"

"No, you're really good at it!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in surprise, Zhao Ye couldn't help but be surprised.
"Of course, don't you see who I am?"

Looking at Zhao Ye proudly, Zhang Cheng hummed a tune and said, "Okay, let's go to class!"

"Zhang Cheng, Zhao Huohua, what are you doing here?"

Just as Zhang Cheng and Zhao Ye were about to leave, Lin Jiamo and Fang Hui also arrived at the school.

But when she saw Zhang Cheng with dirty hands, Lin Jiamo asked suspiciously, "Are you mending the tire?"

"No, Lin Jiamo, my name is Zhao Ye, Zhao Ye, not Zhao Huohua!"

Looking at Lin Jiamo speechlessly, Zhao Ye looked at Zhang Cheng beside him, because it was he who called the name randomly, causing even Lin Jiamo to be misled.

"Got it, Zhao Huohua!"

Looking at Zhao Ye with a smile on her face, Lin Jiamo asked, "How's the tire?"

"It's all fixed. With Zhao Huohua and I taking action, there's nothing we can't solve!"

Holding Zhao Ye beside him, Zhang Cheng laughed.

"This has nothing to do with me. Zhang Cheng came here early in the morning with tools to fix it!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng beside him, Zhao Ye didn't want to accept favors for no reason, especially since he had never done it before.

Looking at Zhao Ye beside him, Zhang Cheng looked disappointed.
Doesn’t Zhao Ye know that these days, boys with some skills are very popular with girls?
Although his skill in tire repair is not very good, at least he is a good match for Zhao Ye, because he is a spare tire, just like Yao Bin!
Zhao Ye: I
Yao Bin: I'm
"Great job, Zhao Huohua, I didn't realize you have this skill!"

Walking forward and patting Zhao Ye on the shoulder, Lin Jiamo pushed her bicycle and said, "Fang Hui, come and try!"

Arriving at the bicycle, Fang Hui rode around twice and immediately said with a smile: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome, this is what we should do!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with excitement, Zhao Ye did not expect that Lin Jiamo would actually take the initiative to put her arm around his shoulders.

Looking at Zhao Ye in front of him, Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched involuntarily.

Sure enough, you still need to learn how to repair a tire!

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The bell rang, everyone hurriedly parked their cars, and ran towards the teaching building.
At this moment, Lin Jiamo heard the jingling sound coming from Zhang Cheng's schoolbag and asked, "What's in your schoolbag?"

"Oh, I'm repairing cars, so I must have some tools in my bag. That makes sense!"

Zhang Cheng smiled as he explained to Lin Jiamo.
But when Zhao Ye heard what Zhang Cheng said, he was shocked. What kind of car repairman would carry a "weapon" in his schoolbag?

(End of this chapter)