Picked Up An Ancient Transmigration Killer To Be A Wife Chapter 22

 After hearing this, Zhang Qiang’s eyes suddenly turned red, and she stood up a little excited and said, “Little Guo, are you afraid that I can’t endure hardship? I’ve been able to endure hardship since I was a child! My parents are both policemen. I’m often away from home, and I’m going home from school alone to cook and take care of myself! I’m not afraid of pain! I work hard! When I was in the police school, I counted down from the beginning of the physical class to the fifth grade at the end of the day. I did it step by step by myself! Try it, I promise you won’t be tired!

    Do n’t cry!” “Don’t worry, don’t worry,” Guo Ming held her shoulders and asked her to sit down. “It’s not that I didn’t teach you, I can’t teach you. The martial arts I learned started from an early age. The moves are simple, but the basic skills are very demanding, and the flexibility and flexibility of the body are very demanding. If you are still a child, I won’t say anything to help you wash your marrow and forge your bones. I will teach you one by one. But the problem is that you are an adult. Even if it takes a long time to help you wash your marrow and forge your bones, you can endure the pain, but the effect is not obvious. So. I said, I can’t teach you.”

    Before Zhang Qiang showed a disappointed expression, Guo Ming continued: “But friend Pang De can.”

    “Friend Pang De is used to using a mountain splitting knife. Compared with me, martial arts is more outward. Although Internal skills can’t teach you, but external skills are still possible. After learning his skills, you will be enough

    to defend yourself against the enemy.” Hearing Guo Ming’s words, Zhang Qiang’s eyes suddenly lit up, looking at Pang Deyou with expectation. Staring straight at Friends Pound panicked.

    “Brother

    Pang Da ~~~~~~~” “Cough cough cough!” Just after drinking a sip of water, Pang Deyou coughed again and again. Zhang Qiang jumped up and rushed to stand beside Pang Deyou and pat his back vigorously. Wu Yuanyuan and Guo Ming were stunned with laughter.

    “Brother     Da Pang , I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you! Don’t mind! Don’t mind!”

    “Cough cough,

Miss Zhang, okay, okay, cough cough, it’s all right.” Pang Deyou cleared his throat “Ms. Zhang, my Pang family’s sword technique is a great combination. It belongs to the martial arts of the violent way. It requires not only physical flexibility, but also good physical fitness. Do you think about it, do you have this determination to practice?”

    “Brother     Pang Da , I said, I am least afraid of hardship!”

    “Okay, then I will teach you!”

Wu Yuanyuan asked curiously: “Then do you want to hold an apprenticeship ceremony or something?”

    “No need, I just Teach some fist moves, but didn’t teach her martial arts mentality, so it’s not a master.”

    “I watched TV before . Didn’t I say that martial arts masters have a lot of martial arts? Why do you only know one?” Wu Yuanyuan continued to ask.

    “Ha, can you believe it on TV? It takes decades to be proficient in a martial arts. If you are alone, you can do that too. Then think about it, how can he do it? This is true of everything. One thing, concentrate on doing it, and eventually become a master.”

    “Well, I understand!” “Teached!” Wu Yuanyuan and Zhang Qiang said in unison.

    “Brother

    Pang Da, when can we start?” “Call Pang Deyou…”

    “When can we start, Deyou?”

    “…If there is a venue, tomorrow will be fine .” The

    next day . Early in the morning, Zhang Qian came to pick up friend Pang De, and the two drove to the gym run by Zhang Qian’s friend.

    The gym in the morning is usually deserted, and there are no guests except for the personal trainers who are exercising. Zhang Qiang took Pang Deyou around for a tour, and after introducing the various equipment in the gym, the two came to a private education classroom. There are overall fitness frames for strength training in the classroom, as well as yoga mats, bouncy balls and foam rollers for stretching. The first time I saw these, Pang Deyou was very interested, and he tried all the equipment before starting to teach Zhang Qiang.

    “I’ll show you the Pang family knife technique first, and then tell you what kind of physical conditions you need.” Pang Deyou checked the size of the private classroom, walked out, and changed to a large gymnastics room.

    Because he wanted to learn the sword technique, Zhang Qiang prepared two big swords in advance. But the only ones that can be found on the market are the kind of metal pieces used in martial arts performances, which are light and thin without blades. Pang Deyou didn’t care too much, and he squeezed it in his hand, then raised his wrist and danced a sword in his hand.

    “There are only 19 styles of Pang’s swordsmanship, and each of them has three changes, so the basic moves are 57 styles.” Pang Deyou said as he brought the sword dance in his hand to the wind, the movements were like moving clouds and flowing water. There is a sense of fierceness between the union. While dancing the sword, his eyes also changed, sometimes despising everything, sometimes full of murderous intentions, and Zhang Qiang who looked at him would be surprised for a while and shudder. After the demonstration of the fifty-seventh styles were all finished, the personal trainers who were iron-ridden stood in a row outside the exercise room, applauding vigorously together, just as if they had watched some performance.

    Pang Deyou held the knife upside down and held a fist to indicate to Zhang Qiang, and then told Zhang Qiang: “If you want to learn Pang’s sword technique, you must first have enough flexibility. The longer you stretch your arms, the more enemies you can hit; the farther you kick your legs. Your own safety range is greater. So I will teach you some basic skills now. When you can stretch your arms like an ape and kick your legs like a python, we can start learning the sword technique.”

    Zhang Qiang listened, one by one. Said yes, walked to the corner and took off his jacket, ready to learn the basic skills with Friends of Pound.

    “You… Put on your clothes!”

    The author has something to say:

    It’s a bit late. . . Hehehe. . .

I Picked Up An Ancient Transmigration Killer To Be A Wife

I Picked Up An Ancient Transmigration Killer To Be A Wife

Status: Completed Type: Author: Released: 2020 Native Language: Chinese
What? I’d even picked up a transmigrator when going out for a movie?I don’t want to be so lucky! “Big sister, underwear is for wearing, not for holding things!” En, I know, you like pie without the crust! “Waiter, get us a 9-inch pizza!” Facing a killer’s courting, what should I do? Yes, this is the story of an ancient killer transmigration into the body of a modern girl and living in a girl’s home. Did I tell you that both are women?

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