Suhe City.

A taxi sped down the elevated road to the Meiho Martial Arts Museum.

Han Dong looked indifferent, sat quietly in the back row, reached out and touched the cracked wound on his shoulder, it had already healed, and it did not affect his normal movements at all.

Not.

He looked out the window, thoughtful.

The gray air flow has the miraculous effect of enhancing the physical fitness in all aspects, not only the strength, but also the recovery of the body, which can be called an efficient healing.

This is also an increase in the indirectness of force.

If the body's self-healing ability is enhanced by a few points in the future, the wound can gradually heal during the fierce battle, without affecting the fight at all.

Buzzing.

The taxi drove off the elevated road, and the driver looked in the rearview mirror and accosted: "Are you planning to choose a martial arts gym to practice martial arts?"

Han Dong departed from the Honglu Martial Arts Hall and went to the Minghao Martial Arts Hall.

The driver thought that Han Dong was choosing a martial arts gym that suited him and was preparing to practice martial arts. But he once happened to learn that the cost of martial arts training in the martial arts hall was ridiculously high, and he couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Nope. ”

Han Dong retracted his gaze and shook his head.

The driver smiled and said: "I'll just say, martial arts training in the martial arts hall is so expensive, and those young people who practice martial arts in the martial arts hall don't know what to think, there is really so much money that there is nowhere to spend." ”

"Hehe, it's not expensive. Han Dong said perfunctorily.

Not expensive?

The driver smacked his tongue secretly and couldn't help but say, "I'm afraid you don't know the charges of the martial arts hall." I have a friend who wants to practice martial arts, and guess what...... He went to the martial arts hall to inquire about the cost of martial arts, and the monthly fee was 100,000 Chinese dollars. ”

"It's only been a month!"

"With such an expensive fee, whoever goes to practice martial arts is really idle. ”

Han Dong didn't say anything and continued to look out the window.

Ordinary people don't know about the world of martial arts, so they don't understand why they spend a lot of money to practice martial arts, which is also normal. As for whether the cost of martial arts training is expensive, it also varies from person to person.

At least for him, it's not expensive.

The deposit of the bank card alone has millions of Chinese dollars, not to mention that he is about to take over Hongshi's legacy property.

The driver saw that Han Dong was not in the mood to chat, so he simply concentrated on driving.

Buzzing.

The interior of the car is quiet again, except for the hum of the engine and the sound of the horn outside.

Han Dong looked at the street outside the window, the traffic was busy, the pedestrians were bustling, and his mood was a little relaxed, and he suddenly thought of the gift he received from his uncle last time, and he didn't have time to pick up the car.

But a driver's license is an issue.

Past life memories are more familiar with driving. And with his current physical fitness, he is deaf and clear, and his fists and feet are flexible. Whether it's getting a driver's license or driving on the road, there's no difficulty.

But you can't rely on your status as a warrior to go on the road without a license.

Han Dong pondered for a while, then took out his mobile phone: "Dong Ouhan should have a way." It was too late to get a driver's license, so he asked him to find a way to get one for me. ”

Phew.

He succinctly sent two > less than three minutes, Dong Ouhan gave a reply, only need to take a picture of the front and back of the ID card, and it will be done tomorrow.

Click.

Han Dong took two photos and sent them over.

Immediately afterwards, the mobile phone vibrated twice, which was Zhang Hao's QQ message. Since Han Dong went to the Honglu Martial Arts Pavilion, every half hour, there were two or three unread messages from Zhang Hao.

More than ten text messages and four or five voices contain anxiety.

Swish.

Han Dong flipped it twice and pursed his lips.

After pondering for a while, he sent two more standard replies, so as not to make Zhang Hao worry about himself in vain.

Alas.

Han Dong sighed, picked up his mobile phone, looked at the receding high-rise buildings outside the car window, and was stunned, and suddenly had a confused and confused thought.

"Past life memories, really reliable?"

"Why do I always feel that this is my own real life? ”

......

Minghao Martial Arts Museum.

On this street, it is also empty and quiet, and the slightly simple façade of the martial arts hall has a sense of heaviness.

The breeze is blowing and the sun is shining.

Han Dong got out of the taxi and strode towards the main entrance of the martial arts hall.

Regardless of whether Lu Zhengyang consulted with Hongshi and tried to target him, he had to confirm it with his own eyes, at least to give Lu Zhengyang a warning.

Click.

Han Dong pushed open the glass door and walked into the Minghao Martial Arts Hall.

As you enter, you will be greeted by a simple milky white front desk, where a young woman in casual formal dress stands. Bypassing the front desk, there is a wide martial arts training venue.

The woman at the front desk was sketching her eyebrows, and when she saw Han Dong, she hurriedly put down the makeup box.

"Hello, this is the Minghao Martial Arts Pavilion, how can I help you?" she smiled politely.

"Let Lu Zhengyang come out to see me. Han Dong smiled.

"Do you want to see our Pavilion Master Lu?, may I ask your surname, have you made an appointment?" the woman at the front desk blinked her eyes and asked politely.

"Nope. Han Dong shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I don't have an appointment, and I can't help you make an appointment with Pavilion Master Lu. This is a martial arts hall rule, so please understand it. The woman at the front desk said.

"No, I called him out. ”

The corners of Han Dong's mouth sneered, bypassed the front desk, and walked to the edge of the wide martial arts training ground, where there were offices, dressing rooms, and washrooms on both sides.

......

On the martial arts training ground.

A middle-aged man with a sleek-faced face is carefully tutoring seven or eight teenagers to practice a relatively advanced martial arts pile gong.

"Uncle Lian, I'm tired of standing on the pile, can I rest for a while. A girl with bright eyes and bright teeth spoke softly, drenched in sweat, and wet her yellowed and brown hair. Other teenagers who practiced martial arts also gasped for breath, too tired to do so.

Lian Bu was about to shake his head: "No-"

In a flash.

A sonorous and powerful shout, filled with coldness, resounded through the martial arts training field: "Lu Zhengyang, come out to see me!"

The sound reverberates, and it's huge.

With such a loud shout, the woman at the front desk who ran to Han Dong in a panic was frightened, and her face with light makeup turned pale and stopped in shock. Those teenagers who were standing on the pile were also frightened, and their hearts were beating wildly.

They are already unstable on their feet.

In addition, hearing such a powerful question, my mind is buzzing.

"Who is he?he, how dare he?" the girl with yellow and brown hair widened her apricot eyes and was a little annoyed.

She wasn't afraid.

Lian Bu, who was standing beside him, was a martial arts practitioner, who could punch through the wooden plank with his bare hands, and stomping his feet was like a heavy object hitting the ground.

The young man who dared to be rude and noisy was bound to be beaten.

It just so happened that Lian Bu was in a bad mood at this time, and I was afraid that the fate of the blue short-sleeved youth would be miserable, and he might have to break his head.

The edge of the field.

Han Dong put his hands behind his back, his face was full of coldness, and he stood indifferently.

"Yes, it's you!"

Lian Bu was furious, and was about to scream angrily, but when he turned his head and saw Han Dong, he was suddenly stunned, this was Ning Moli's disciple.

Ning Moli's ferocity, no one dared to ignore it.

Moreover, the last time he was beaten by Han Dong unreasonably, Lian Bu still remembers it vividly.

The other side.

The woman at the front desk gasped, vaguely understanding that Han Dong was not a crazy and reckless provocation of their name, but relied on it.

"I'd better go back to the front desk as well. ”

She pursed her lips that had just been applied lipstick, took two steps back, and returned to the front desk, her little heart pounding wildly.

Could it be that this is the legendary kicking gym?

Crash.

The woman at the front desk was a little flustered, and her jade hand flipped through the promotional brochure of the martial arts hall, but her eyes were aimed at the martial arts training ground from time to time.

Meanwhile.

Han Dong took two steps forward and glanced around: "Lianbu, let Lu Zhengyang come out." ”

Lian Bu squinted his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Han Dong, what's the matter with you?" You should know what kind of identity my master is, is it too much to be so rude?"

As soon as these words came out, those teenagers who practiced martial arts were all stunned.

Their families are rich and extraordinary, and they have an extremely strict education, and they instantly felt Lian Bu's jealous attitude, and they couldn't help but look at each other, a little panicked.

"What's going on?"

"His name is Han Dong? He dared to call the name of the owner of the Lu Pavilion, I am afraid that his family background is illustrious. But Suhe City does not seem to have high-ranking officials and rich people with the surname Han. ”

They whispered.

The girl with dyed hair stared at a pair of almond eyes, and had a bad premonition: "I thought he was going to have a bleeding head...... But Uncle Lian actually knew him, and he was so cautious. ”

The martial arts training ground was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

It was like a black cloud crushing the city and wanting to destroy it.

Lian Bu stared at Han Dong tightly, and raised his left hand: "Today's martial arts training is temporarily over, you go back to the locker room first." ”

When the teenagers heard this, they looked at each other, and without hesitation, they hurriedly returned to the locker room, leaving only a gap and quietly observing the situation in the martial arts training ground.

"Alright. ”

Han Dong put his hands behind his back and looked around casually: "Lu Zhengyang is not in the martial arts hall, you call him and ask him to come over." ”

Lian Bu shook his head and said in a deep voice, "What the hell do you want to do." ”

He was able to endure his anger and anger, as a noble martial artist, how could he allow him to shout wantonly? Unless Ning Mo left his relatives, Han Dong, who came to the door arrogantly, would never be qualified to disturb his master Lu Zhengyang.

Boom.

Han Dong took a step forward and said indifferently: "Hongshi has passed away, I'll talk to Lu Zhengyang." ”

Lian Bu was stunned.

He didn't understand the first half of the sentence. The second half of the sentence is clearly audible.

"Okay, I'll tell the master. But please leave immediately. Lian Bu gritted his teeth, thinking of Ning Moli's ferocity, and added: "Don't worry, Shizun shouldn't refuse your request." ”

"Huh, please see?" Han Dong frowned.

"Shizun is very busy, what other questions do you have?" Lian Bu suppressed his anger.

Of course there is a problem.

Han Dong let out a sigh, step by step, and walked towards Lian Bu: "The problem is very big, I don't think you have figured out the situation yet." ”

Click!

Lian Bu's body moved slightly, his arms stretched out like a bird, and he posed in a rigorous and waiting posture.

"Han Dong!"

"This is the Minghao Martial Arts Pavilion, do you want to provoke my master?" His voice was low, his eyes showed bitter anger, it was just a second-class thing, did Han Dong think he was a martial artist?

Suddenly.

Han Dong's right foot suddenly froze, and immediately fell to the ground like a boulder, and with a bang, he stepped on the pitch-black rubber bottom ground of the martial arts training ground, and the ground he stepped on exploded violently, and the plastic was tattered, which seemed to be huge.

Prosperous!

His figure was like a phantom, and he rushed in front of Lian Bu, who was caught off guard.

Smack!

Han Dong threw out two right fists in a row, easily breaking up Lian Bu's defensive arms, followed by his right palm and grabbed Lian Bu's shoulder, like a solid iron tong, lifting it one by one, and finally slamming it to the ground.

This, this is more than a second product!

Lian Bu's complexion changed drastically, and he felt an irresistible brutality, and the vision in front of him seemed to be spinning, and he fell heavily on the ground of the martial arts training ground.

Disheveled!!

A dull sound came from the martial arts training ground.

Lian Bu's face was pale, his arm was dislocated on the spot, he trembled, and he barely looked up at Han Dong who was squatting next to him.

He was sure.

Han Dong is not a second product, it is definitely a first product. Especially with such a fierce strength, I am afraid that it is also a rare existence in the first grade.

Immediately.

"Didn't you hear clearly just now?" Han Dong stared at Lian Bu and said softly: "Hongshi is dead, I want to talk to Lu Zhengyang." ”

"Good, good. Lian Bu nodded his head wildly, and his heart was cold.

Hongshi, who was also a martial artist with his master, actually died? In a trance, Lian Bu guessed the truth that suffocated him...... Han Dong killed the warrior Hongshi!

Cluck.

Lian Bu trembled, his upper and lower teeth tapped each other without interruption, raised his left arm, and called Lu Zhengyang's phone: "Master, Han Dong is here in the martial arts hall and wants to see you." ”

Lu Zhengyang pondered for a moment, as if listening carefully.

"Alas. ”

He sighed and hung up: "Okay, I'll go over right away." ”