Cute baby strikes: Daddy let go of my mommy

Chapter 274 How old are you drinking milk?
Zhao Wu sneered, raised his whip again, and beat him, "You are the one to clean up today."

At the same time, the person on the other side raised his club and hit him.

Han Zhixin looked at the things calling from left and right, and turned his low and steady voice, "Catch me."

With only three simple words, Han Zhixin grabbed Pan Zimu tightly in an instant, stepped on the accelerator quickly, and lifted the front wheel with a little force.

He actually saw the motorcycle fly up, over the boulder, and land safely.

Zhao Wu's braid also hit the man holding the club, because of such a miss, the man holding the club hit an obstacle and fell to the ground.

Have you met a master?
Zhao Wu looked at the person in front of him who was dodging obstacles quickly, and the speed was super fast, "Come on, I overtook him!"

"It's useless, boss."

"Damn it." Zhao Wu didn't expect to let Han Zhixin and the others be so cheap, but he had to admit that he underestimated Pan Zimu.

But just because you drive well doesn't mean that everything else is the best.

Undoubtedly, Pan Zimu came to an end, stopped, looked at Han Zhixin who was still holding him tightly, "You can let go now."

"Oh, I see." Han Zhixin quickly got out of the car.The rest is to run back, at least five kilometers.

Pan Zimu and Han Zhixin ran out quickly.And Zhao Wu's car also arrived, chasing with another person.

The four of them were really running back when they saw two locomotives coming towards them. They were really people who hadn't reached the finish line at the beginning.

Zhao Wu and his men slowed down, not in a hurry to catch up with the two in front.

Five kilometers, not one kilometer, you have to run for a while!

Han Zhixin touched his chin, "Brother, these four people are going to play tricks, do you want to avoid them?"

"Stop talking." Pan Zimu gave Han Zhixin a cold look, don't embarrass him if he can't run less than five kilometers!Either way, the conditions were agreed.

Han Zhixin pursed his lips, but obediently stopped talking, and suddenly saw the two locomotives driving past them, one left and one right, and four machetes came out.

It was bright, the speed of the locomotive was very fast, Han Zhixin was really thinking about what to do, when suddenly he felt his body being pulled by someone, and he was thrown out.

Zhao Wu, who was watching from behind, opened his eyes wide in an instant.

Pan Zimu looked at the two motorcycles rushing towards him, and disappeared in front of them as soon as he moved his body. He jumped and kicked them out.

With great strength, the person who started the car on the left was directly kicked to the person who started the car on the right.

No one saw clearly how Pan Zimu kicked, only saw him gracefully lower his body, while the two motorcycles next to him just kicked each other with a soft bang.

Two locomotives crushed four people.

Not to mention that Zhao Wu was stunned, Han Zhixin was also like this, he rarely saw Pan Zimu make a move so neatly, he stood up blankly, only felt a pain in the head, but he knew that Pan Zimu's admiration was over. Call him, he will never lose.

Not to mention that Han Zhixin knew it, Zhao Wu knew it too.

Pan Zimu glanced at the two people behind him, his face was expressionless, and he was chilling. He hadn't played this game for many years, and now it feels good to play it in person.

"Han Zhixin started running, and there are still four kilometers left."

"Enen, good." Han Zhixin cheered and glanced at Zhao Wu triumphantly.

Zhao Wu's teeth were itchy, and he stared at his lower body, "You don't need to hurry up and run."

The four of them tug-of-war, running to the last thing Zhao Wu's body!The fastest runner was Pan Zimu, and behind Pan Zimu was Han Zhixin, but the distance between the two was within five steps.

Zhao Wu chased closely, and was about to catch up with Han Zhixin, now he had to defeat Han Zhixin first, if he couldn't beat Pan Zimu, if he couldn't beat the powerful ones, then he would settle the less powerful ones first!
Zhao Wu's idea was very simple, he ran over in a few steps, caught up with Han Zhixin, and whipped the whip in his hand directly, and the whip passed through the air with a cold wind.

Han Zhixin grabbed the whip, "A big man uses such a girly thing."

"Heh, then let you taste whether the whip hurts you."

"It hurts you, the key premise is that you can hit me." Han Zhixin smiled coldly, although he was exhausted, it was nothing.

Zhao Wu sneered again and again, and this time he was not impolite, he directly withdrew the whip, and beat it out quickly, the whip must have bruised his body, it was very painful!
Han Zhixin was able to dodge quickly at first, but unfortunately his hand was drawn, and there was no bleeding, but it looked serious and swollen.

"Damn you."

"The next whip will definitely make you bleed." After Zhao Wu finished speaking, he hit him again.

Han Zhixin himself was tired, and kept dodging the whip. To be honest, he was very tired. He was going to dodge the whip sideways, but his left foot accidentally stepped on his right foot, and he leaned forward, and fell in front of him, "Damn, Uh, it hurts."

Pan Zimu instinctively turned around and saw Han Zhixin throwing himself into his arms, "..."

Zhao Wu's whip hit Han Zhixin on the back, but he was stunned.

All three of them stopped silently, and no one ran away.

What the hell is going on here?Why did you throw yourself into your arms while running?
Pan Zimu pushed Han Zhixin away, "What's wrong with you?"

"Stand on your feet." He said pitifully, "I really didn't do it on purpose, it's all Zhao Wu's fault."

Zhao Wu, "..."

Pan Zimu turned his head and looked at Zhao Wu, "He's the boss anyway, this way is too naive! Well, I'll give you a choice, now put away your whip and concentrate on competing with Han Zhixin, don't play tricks anymore."

"What if I refuse?" Zhao Wu squinted and asked.

Pan Zimu looked at him coldly, and suddenly smiled, which is rare for a man to think about it now, the coldness is overwhelming, and people have the illusion of trembling when they look at him, "If you refuse, I will let you be on the ground now." lie down."

"Okay, I accept." Zhao Wu put away the whip decisively, his back felt chilly, he couldn't beat this man.

There are many Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon masters now, and they don't like to show themselves, but that ability is first-class and scary, so let him forget it, and don't provoke him anymore.

The next running process is quite safe, even if it is not safe, after all, Pan Zimu has said it all.

The two manpower raced to the finish line, gasped for breath, and had to admit that Pan Zimu's physique was the best, and he still ran in the first place, and he breathed evenly, not even sweating at all.

Zhao Wu looked at the refreshed person in front of him, turned his head and asked Han Zhixin, "Who the hell is he?" It's so awesome.Han Zhixin smiled proudly, hummed haughtily, and looked as if you begged me, I'll tell you that you deserve a beating.

Don't be too crazy, be careful to get beaten!If it weren't for what Pan Zimu said at the beginning, Zhao Wu would have picked up the whip to beat Han Zhixin now.

The finish line was getting closer and closer, Han Zhixin's face turned pale, and he felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he was really going to the limit, but when he thought of Zhao Wu standing beside him, he had already crouched down.

The winner needs to win in one breath!

The red line was getting closer and closer, Pan Zimu looked at it, and glanced sideways at the two men behind him, "The finish line is coming soon, now you can decide the outcome."

As soon as the words were finished, Pan Zimu saw the people running out from him, rubbing shoulders left and right, the corners of his mouth were pursed slightly, looking at their backs, neither of them had much strength, and he didn't know who would reach the finish line first.

The red line is really fast, only 500 meters away, and even a unified voice can be heard, "Boss, come on, boss, come on!"

But neither Zhao Wu nor Han Zhixin could hear, 500 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters, 50 meters...

The speed was getting faster and faster, although they were almost reaching the limit, when they were less than ten meters away, two people suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

Both Zhao Wu and Han Zhixin were captured before they were ready to come over. When they looked at this person, their eyes widened instantly.

"Juanjuan?"

"Anyou! It hurts." Han Zhixin exclaimed at first, but the next second his eyes turned red from the pain.

Qing Anyou smiled softly, wearing Han Zhixin's wrist, and looked sideways at Pan Zimu, who was also a little surprised, "Come on, Zimu, sprint first."

Pan Zimu was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses and quickly ran over.

Zhao Wu looked, "What are you doing, Juanjuan, let me go!"

"Shut up!" Tianxia Datong suddenly yelled, without the slightest smile on his cold face, it could be seen that he was already angry.

Zhao Wu fell silent, looked at the angry Tianxia Datong, and snorted, but didn't say anything. After all, Xiaojuan was really angry. If she did something now, she probably would really ignore him in the future.

The one who crossed the red line is Pan Zimu, No.1 without a doubt.

But no one was smiling, Datong raised his chin, and Zhao Wu knew what it meant, "The cafe next door is open, let's go have a cup of coffee, you are all gone, go home and sleep."

The rustling crowd dispersed.

There were five people left, and the five looked at each other, and then went to the cafe.

Qing Anyou didn't like coffee very much in the morning, so it was about to become milk. By the way, he asked for coffee for Han Zhixin, but Zhao Wu despised him, "How old are you, and you still drink this."

"I'm sorry, I'm still drinking." Qing Anyou shook the milk in his hand, smiling lightly.

Zhao Wu hummed, did not speak, just picked up the coffee in front of him and drank it, with a lot of sugar added, to be honest, it smelled like a bird, it was really unpalatable.

"Can you guys explain what happened today?" Qing Anyou coughed lightly, and glanced at the clock in his hand. It was almost 06:30, and the fighting time wasn't too long.

Pan Zimu was the first to speak, drinking his coffee gracefully, "Xiaoxin asked me to help last night."

"En, so that's how it is." Qing Anyou smiled, took a few sips of milk, she knew that Pan Zimu didn't care about the competition, otherwise the winner would have been decided long ago.

(End of this chapter)