Bang bang bang---

A violent knock on the door woke Song Ming from his sleep.

"Who?" Song Ming opened the door with sleepy eyes, and was immediately happy: "Yo, where is the giant panda?"

"You still have a smile!" Lin Ziyi pounced with his teeth and claws, grabbed Song Ming's arm and gnawed it down.

"Ah---" Song Ming instantly became tired: "I'm wrong--- I'm wrong, can't I?"

"I don't care, you have to guard me tonight until I fall asleep before leaving, otherwise I will strangle you!" Lin Ziyi relieved hatefully.

If it weren't for the fact that it was late, she would have rushed over and died with Song Ming last night.

Finally sent Lin Ziyi away, Song Ming hurriedly had breakfast, and then quickly began to practice the collection of hundred martial arts.

Song Ming has always been uninterested in martial arts, but now as long as he recalls the scene when the black robe killed his grandfather with one palm, he can't wait to become stronger.

The content of this collection of 100 martial arts can be described as all-encompassing, with all kinds of fighting skills such as fists and feet, knives, guns, sticks, and swords.

After flipping through his mind for a moment, Song Ming decided to start practicing boxing, which was also the most suitable attack method for him at the moment.

"The way of boxing lies in concentrating. ”

"There is a difference between rigidity and softness in boxing, but there is never mercy in boxing. ”

"With the courage of thunder, with the momentum of a hundred turns and a thousand times, it will not stop, and it will be peaceful. ”

......

After half an hour of practice, Song Ming was so tired that he collapsed directly to the ground, and his body was wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"This martial arts practice is really not a human thing. Song Ming gasped, feeling that the previous game time was so comfortable.

After entering the house to wash up, Song Ming rode the family's little electric donkey to the town.

After about 40 minutes of riding, Song Ming parked his car in front of a store in town called Rende Jewelry.

"Uncle De, are you there?" Song Ming stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"It's Song Ming, right? The door is not locked, you just come in. There was a man's deep voice inside.

Pushing open the door and entering, a middle-aged man in a plaid shirt was holding a magnifying glass and studying an object such as a jade pendant.

This man has a Chinese face, and his face is gentle, giving people a very calm feeling.

"What are you studying, Uncle De?" Song Ming sat down on the sofa very familiarly.

"It's just a small object. Uncle De stopped what he was doing and said with a smile: "Tell me, you kid is in such a hurry to find me, what's the matter?"

Song Ming took out a drawing from his pocket and spread it out on the table: "Uncle De, I know that you have always studied jewelry and other things, have you ever seen a ring like this?"

A black serpentine ring is drawn on the white paper, and two small rubies are set in the snake's eyes.

Song Ming clearly remembered that when the black robe killed his grandfather, the only clue revealed was the ring on his hand.

"I may not be very detailed, but that's about it. ”

"I'll take a look first. Uncle De picked up the drawings and studied them for a while, then shook his head: "I have been in the jewelry business for more than 20 years, but it is the first time I have seen such a strange style of ring." ”

"Why, do you suspect that this ring has anything to do with your grandfather's death?"

"Hmm. Uncle De is an insider, and Song Ming didn't hide anything: "I want to find the owner of this ring and ask some things clearly." ”

"Okay, just put the things here first, I'll try my best to help you inquire, and I'll let you know as soon as I have a clue." ”

"Then it's troublesome Uncle De. Song Ming nodded and thanked him: "I'll hit your account later." ”

In fact, Uncle De is the private detective that Song Ming spent a lot of money on last time.

Uncle De is very famous in the industry, and if it wasn't for the fat man helping to pull the strings in the middle, Song Ming wouldn't have been able to contact him at all.

Although the first cooperation did not have much gain, Uncle De's character and ability Song Ming still recognized it quite well.

Because of the special nature of his work, Uncle De has always regarded himself as the owner of a jewelry store, and his whereabouts are also erratic all year round.

If Song Ming hadn't greeted him in advance this time, it was unknown whether he would have been able to see him in this small stronghold.

After coming out of the jewelry store and buying something on the street for tomorrow's sacrifice, Song Ming went home.

When the little electric donkey drove to the embankment in the village, Song Ming saw a very naïve man not far in front of him who was holding a camera and pressing the shutter from time to time, as if he was capturing some beautiful scenery.

"It's pretty professional. ”

Song Ming looked curiously in the direction of the camera, it was okay not to look at it, but when he saw it, his face suddenly darkened.

In a field more than ten meters away from the embankment, Lin Ziyi was bending down to help her grandparents harvest peanuts.

Although everyone has this love for beauty, and it is not an unforgivable sin to secretly photograph beautiful women, but this condescending perfect angle, is it sure that it is not color?

Song Ming got out of the car and snatched the camera of the face-faced man, and looked at it, good guy, this quality is almost catching up with the photo album.

"Where did you come from?" was disturbed, Li Le was so angry that his nose was crooked: "Hurry up and return the camera to me!"

"Yes, I'll pay it back. After Song Ming formatted the album, he smashed the camera over, hitting Li Le's left eye socket.

"Ah---" Under the pain, Li Le was furious: "Little rabbit, I think you are deliberately uncomfortable!"

This Li Le didn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp, so he raised his fist and smashed it on Song Ming's head.

"With a fist, it is instantaneous at one point, and if you break a fist, it will be blocked before it is ---."

Song Ming recalled the essence of Baizong Fist while putting on a posture.

It's a bit of a way to learn and sell now, but it's much more professional than when you fought against Qin Hao before.

The left arm bent the elbow diagonally to block Li Le's punch, and the right fist reached out like a dragon going to sea, hitting Li Le's chest hard, and after a round of kung fu, Li Le was beaten back again and again.

"I'm unlucky to count you Le Ye today!" Li Le knew that he was not an opponent, so he had to say yes: "Boy, I remember you, I will get this account back from you sooner or later!"

After saying that, he picked up the camera and ran away without looking back.

"This is too cool, isn't it? Defeat the enemy with one move?" Song Ming was still immersed in the pleasure of suppressing his opponent, and he seemed to understand a little bit why so many people were obsessed with martial arts.

After returning home and putting down his things, Song Ming also went to the field to help Lin Ziyi's grandparents put away the peanuts.

He used to come back to help with farm work during the winter and summer vacations, so he was not idle this time.

The sun was about to set, Song Ming carried two large boxes of picked tender peanuts to the Lin family, and Lin Ziyi followed behind slowly.

The setting sun spread on the ground, stretching the figures of the two very long.

While Song Ming was not paying attention, Lin Ziyi kicked him on the buttocks, causing him to stumble into the ground and eat a mouthful of soil.

"Hahaha--- it's really useless---" Lin Ziyi leaned forward and leaned back with a smile, and didn't forget to say disdainfully when it was over: "Look at you, you're such a big person, you can't even hold a frame of peanuts, and you're not as good as me!"

Song Ming shook his head and sighed: "Alas, isn't it?, I really envy you for being so capable, if I also wear cartoon underwear, will I be able to become as strong as you?"