A garden-style bungalow is also Zhang Luoyu's home.

Han Dong stood under the door of the unit, waiting to leave.

Chirp.

From time to time, there are one or two birds, chasing each other, crying crisply, spreading their wings and flying in the sky, rendering the atmosphere of early spring.

Occasionally, a cold breeze blows on the face.

"Hey. ”

"Antiques Market...... How much gray air can you harvest today?"

Han Dong secretly imagined: "Precious antiques are definitely not allowed to be touched at will. But there is no need to chase such valuable objects, no matter how cheap and shabby, no matter how collectible things are, as long as they are a hundred years old, they can suck up the gray airflow. ”

Twitter.

A bird hovered above and flew to the other side of the bungalow, unable to hear its cry.

In the increasingly quiet environment, Han Dong's thoughts gradually drifted away, and he was stunned.

After a while.

There was a crunch on the door of the unit...... Zhang Luoyu, who was wearing ordinary sportswear, walked out, followed by Zhang Hao in white sportswear.

"Xiaodong, let you wait a little longer. Zhang Luoyu shook his head and said, "Xiao Hao wants to follow and take a look at the antiques together." ”

Han Dong blinked: "I didn't have to wait long. ”

He was stunned.

The Zhang Hao in front of her is different from last time, she is wearing a milky white sportswear, which sets off the delicacy of her face, and her chest outlines a delicate arc, which is extremely outstanding, and has a gentle temperament.

Is this makeup?

Han Dong was taken aback.

He had to admit that he had chatted with Zhang Hao for so long last time, but he had never noticed Zhang Hao's delicate and beautiful appearance...... This is comparable to Li Ziwei, but Li Ziwei is colder.

"Hey!"

Zhang Hao was like a deer, jumping up and down, coming to Han Dong, his bright eyes and bright teeth seemed to shine the surrounding environment.

"Hehe, I don't have a lot of homework this week, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get out. ”

Zhang Hao looked at Han Dong curiously: "Listen to my father...... Are you a martial arts student? But your body is too thin, and a martial arts student should be tall and big. ”

Han Dong shook his head.

Seeing that he knew slightly, just listening to this sentence, he knew that Zhang Hao never knew martial arts.

Martial arts aim to tap into the power of the body and gradually become in control of one's body...... There is no correlation between whether you are strong or not and whether you are strong in martial arts.

The muscles on the outside appear to be very thick, which is the manifestation of the shallowness of martial arts.

True martial arts are strong in the body and difficult to recognize in appearance.

"Haha, Xiaohao, martial arts are different from fitness, don't confuse them. Zhang Luoyu laughed, walked to the parking space next to him, and prepared to start the car.

"Are you really a martial arts student?"

Zhang Hao's beautiful eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but lean in front of Han Dong and carefully stare at the pair of undoubted black eyes...... Clear, bright and mirror-like lake.

Even.

In these clear eyes, she vaguely saw her pretty face.

There were also martial arts students in the class, but Zhang Hao didn't want to get too close to them. Martial arts students are relatively athletic and often don't go to class, which doesn't make her feel good.

But Han Dong is different.

This is Uncle Han's son that his father often mentions, and he knows the roots. And the last small talk also made Zhang Hao have a good impression of Han Dong.

"Really clean ......"

Zhang Hao muttered, subconsciously pouted, and suddenly noticed that his face was hot, and the hot breath between breaths and breaths rebounded his face.

She was too close to Han Dong, and her face was less than ten centimeters away.

"Hey. ”

Zhang Hao's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he hurriedly took a step back, smiling to hide his embarrassment: "Han Dong, your eyes are so bright, it looks like you're wearing contact lenses." ”

Han Dong's leaning back body returned to normal, and his face was as usual: "I am not nearsighted, and I do not wear contact lenses." ”

Awkward!

Zhang Hao pursed his lips and said speechlessly: "Contact lenses are not contact lenses...... There are contact lenses without prescription. ”

Buzzing.

The sound of the car starting, just in time, broke the awkward atmosphere.

Zhang Luoyu drove a black Audi A6L, lowered the window, and said loudly: "Xiaodong, you sit in the front row, Xiaohao, this kid sits in the front seat and gets motion sickness." ”

"Okay. ”

Han Dong walked to the co-pilot's place, gently opened the car door, and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Zhang Hao changed his excitement and sat quietly in the back row, his beautiful eyes sometimes looking at Han Dong and sometimes looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

......

As night falls, in the evening.

Han Dong walked alone on the remote street, but his heart was full of fire.

Today, in the antique market, he obtained eight traces of gray air, which were integrated into his body on the spot, so that his physical fitness was enhanced in all aspects.

Until now, there is still a steady stream of power in the body.

It seems to be saturated.

It's like overflowing expansion.

"My body can't bear it?" Han Dong frowned secretly and shook his arm, but how Rao controlled his body, he couldn't restrain the feeling of swelling and pain: "Could it be that the integration into the gray air flow is too frequent, and it is already on the verge of the upper limit?"

"I think so. ”

"It is impossible for the gray air flow to enhance the physical fitness in all directions without limit. There's a limit to everything...... Referring to the current situation, it takes about a week to integrate into about 20 gray air currents. ”

Han Dong secretly bowed his head.

If it weren't for Uncle Zhang Luoyu's help...... In a week, at best, seven or eight traces of gray air flow can be harvested, and it is impossible to harvest so much at once. After that, there is no such good thing.

Gray air current, you have to look for it yourself.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong walked slowly, secretly thinking about the places he needed to go to next week where there might be gray air currents, and at the same time thanking Uncle Zhang for his help.

The night shrouded the city, but it couldn't shroud Han Dong's high spirits.

The depression after returning from rebirth gradually dissipated...... He has completed the expected initial goals, and he has a clear plan for the future, no longer flustered, no longer impatient.

Regardless of whether the martial arts have incredible power or not, he has to stick to it.

Smack.

Han Dong's footsteps echoed on the secluded road.

On the left side of the road is an abandoned building and ground floor business, which is waiting to be rebuilt, rendering a dark and silent atmosphere, which seems extremely silent. On the right side of the road is a pool of water, and the soft moonlight spills on the surface of the lake, reflecting the sparkling waves.

He walked in the middle of the road, and his heart was comfortable.

Suddenly.

A vague low cry spread through the path of silence, strong and powerful, as if penetrating the heart!

This low drink came faintly from the dark and abandoned building on the left. If it weren't for Fang Cheng's practice of martial arts and diligent practice of anode piles, his facial features would be a little sensitive, but he really couldn't hear it.

"What's that?"

Han Dong squinted his eyes and stopped.

He scanned it intently, but found nothing out of the ordinary, as if the low cry was just a mirage...... But that low drink seemed to contain a lot of strength, which made it difficult for him to ignore.

"Hmm. ”

Han Dong pondered for a while, bent his waist, and slowly approached the dark building area.

In the past, he didn't dare to go deep into this dark ruin, and he wanted to leave immediately.

But now that he has martial arts, although he is not very familiar with some power moves, his physical fitness is here, which gives him enough courage and confidence.

Artists are bold, that's it!