Wu Jianguo suddenly remembered that he had a serious matter in going to the police, so he quickly changed the topic and asked, "By the way, who called the police?"

"Me. The woman was still a little nervous, and at first glance it was a flower that had lived in a greenhouse since childhood.

"What's going on?" Wu Jianguo asked according to normal procedures.

It may be that Wu Jianguo has a serious face, and the woman is so frightened that she can't even speak.

Seeing that the woman's expression was so nervous, Jiang Han on the side decided to help her save the scene, and said in a deep voice: "Let me tell you." ”

"Does this matter have anything to do with you?" Wu Jianguo wondered.

Jiang Han nodded, pointed to the pale lewd man lying on the ground and said, "This person has a miniature camera on the upper of his shoes, and he was secretly filming the bottom of this girl's skirt just now, and I caught it." ”

Wu Jianguo looked down at the man, frowned and asked, "Why is he like this?"

Jiang Han spread his hands and said helplessly: "I just stepped on him, and he became like this." ”

"Are you sure?" Wu Jianguohu questioned.

As a veteran criminal policeman who has been engaged in criminal investigation work for many years, Wu Jianguo feels that his IQ has been insulted. Stepping on one foot makes people sweat in pain, should you be making a kung fu movie?

If you don't believe me, you can ask the person. And this is a wet market, you can grab any eyewitness and ask for it. Jiang Han was also very helpless, he really only stepped on him, but he was a little stronger.

Jiang Han's appearance didn't look like he was lying, so Wu Jianguo waved his hand and ordered, "Check this man's shoes." ”

"Yes. ”

"Ulla!" I couldn't hear what the lewd man was trying to say, but just waved at the police.

The criminal police have always regarded obedience to orders as their duty, and they don't care what he says or does. I saw two young police officers wearing white gloves in a very coordinated manner, and directly took off the shoes of the lewd man.

"Ahh

The instep of the lewd man was already cracked, and the second pain made him even more heartbroken, and he even wanted to die.

The lewd man's screams didn't last long, as if he didn't even have three seconds before he fainted.

"Captain, he seems to have fainted. One of the officers reported.

Wu Jianguo squatted down and carefully checked the lewd man's physical condition. It turned out to be a fainting, not pretended.

"Call an ambulance!" Wu Jianguo ordered.

Wu Jianguo stood up and asked again, "Are you sure you just stepped on him?"

Jiang Han pouted helplessly, and said, "No one believes the truth, you can ask the person concerned!"

"Report to the captain, a miniature camera was indeed found on the vamp, but the camera is damaged. ”

Wu Jianguo took over the evidence contained in the sealed bag, miniature memory cards, copper wires, lenses, etc., which were indeed materials for making miniature cameras.

It seems that what Jiang Han said is true, but Wu Jianguo still can't believe that a single foot can trample people into that kind of virtue. Let's ask, I'm afraid that even the Tang Bureau can't do this.

"Girl, I'll trouble you to go back to the bureau with me to make a record. Wu Jianguo said in a deep voice.

"Oh. ”

Wu Jianguo then looked at Jiang Han and said, "You don't have to go, I will take the initiative to contact you if you have something, anyway, there are also your files in the bureau." ”

"Good. Jiang Han replied. He didn't do anything bad, and he didn't panic in his heart.

After Wu Jianguo took the woman away, Jiang Han looked at the departing police car and muttered, "I always feel like I've seen it somewhere." ”

But no matter how Jiang Han thought about it, he couldn't find the slightest memory of that girl.

Just as Jiang Han was in the midst of a brainstorm, Uncle Li, who was selling chickens, yelled at him: "Xiao Han, according to your request, the three-catty old chicken has been slaughtered!"

Jiang Han came back to his senses and responded, "Okay!"

When he returned home, Jiang Han found that Nangong and Xi Yao were not at home, so he called Xi Yao to inquire.

It turned out that school was about to start, and Nangong felt that it would be a little abrupt to wear a Chinese-style wide-sleeved liuxian skirt to school. So she asked Xi Yao to accompany her to the mall and buy some suitable clothes.

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Han walked into the kitchen with the ingredients he had just bought, and prepared lunch for the two aunts and grandmothers and Tong Fat'er.

Xi Yao and Nangong were pinching each other, and as soon as Jiang Han finished the meal and served it on the table, the figure of the silver Porsche appeared at the gate of the villa.

"It's so fragrant!" As soon as she entered the door, Xi Yao let out a heartfelt sigh.

Then, a beautiful figure appeared in front of Jiang Han's eyes, and Jiang Han couldn't help but light up when he saw it.

It was Nangong Duxue in modern clothes, and the original snow-white Han Dynasty wide-sleeved liuxian skirt had faded. Instead, there was a pair of straight and slender jeans and a knitted short sleeve, which wrapped Nangong's almost perfect figure in a concave and convex way.

Xi Yao patted Jiang Han on the shoulder and asked, "Little nephew, how is it, my vision is good." ”

"Not bad. Jiang Han was stunned, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Looking at Jiang Han's squinting appearance, Xi Yao leaned over and whispered, "Little nephew, can you have a little interest, your eyes are about to pop out." ”

was poked in the heart by Xi Yao, which made Jiang Han feel ashamed immediately, so he had to scratch his head and smile to hide the embarrassment in his heart.

Suddenly changing into modern clothes, Nangong was a little unaccustomed to it, and even walked with a twisted look.

"Xi Yao, is it really good for me to dress like this?" Nangong said awkwardly, looking very unconfident.

Xi Yao hurriedly ran over, grabbed Nangong Duxue's arm, and flattered: "Sister Xue, how can you question my aesthetics." You didn't see the look of the little nephew looking at you just now, so you almost wrote the word "color" on your head.

"I'll go, little aunt, are there people like you! I'm about to call me a pig brother!"

Of course, this is all Jiang Han's inner thoughts. Although what Xi Yao said is a bit exaggerated, it is also true......

Hearing this, Nangong subconsciously looked at Jiang Han, his eyes full of inquiry.

Jiang Han scratched his head awkwardly and smiled, "Dusk Xue, what the little senior aunt said is right, your clothes are really good-looking. ”

With Jiang Han's approval, the mustard in Nangong's heart was slowly relieved, and he walked slowly to the dining table with Yingying's steps.

After lunch, Jiang Han went to the backyard to practice the phantom knife taught to him by the Qing Xuanwu God in his dream. In fact, Jiang Han had already felt that his realm was showing signs of loosening, but at the moment, the old kitchen god was still dormant, and without his guidance, Jiang Han did not dare to seek a breakthrough without authorization.

There are many martial arts in the world, all of which are nothing more than the five realms of art, human, dao, artistic conception, and extreme. The stronger the ability to control martial arts and the deeper the understanding, the stronger one's combat power will be. In this way, in the battle between the same realms, the chances of victory will naturally be greater.

The set of phantom knives that the Qing Xuanwu God taught to Jiang Han was really unpredictable and extremely mysterious. If it weren't for Jiang Han's blessing of divine blood, and his spiritual comprehension far beyond ordinary people, I am afraid that it would take five or six years to cultivate the phantom sword to the realm of art, to say the least.

The realm of art is a person's mastery of the knife style, and this realm is very easy for most people to do. However, there are many changes hidden in each sword style that Jiang Han has practiced, and the mental method can be regarded as a long speech, so it is indeed not easy to cultivate.

However, martial arts have always paid attention to a thing that practice makes perfect, and the more you practice, the more you practice, the easier it will be. But there is also one of the most critical points, that is, the perception of martial arts. Feeling this kind of thing can be described as mysterious, you can't see it or touch it, it's all based on a flash of inspiration.

Therefore, the realm of art and the human realm in martial arts can be achieved through continuous practice of knife style. But the Dao realm, artistic conception and even the extreme realm, if you don't have a high enough spiritual understanding or the guidance of a master, I'm afraid it may be reached.

During the period when the old kitchen god was dormant, Jiang Han devoted most of his time to practicing the Phantom Knife Style. As for making the Sutra, he only practiced it in his sleep every night.

Since Jiang Han went mad that day, with the help of the old kitchen god burning essence and blood, he broke through to the artistic conception, and the subtlety of creating the micro Xuan Jing has gradually been reflected.

The Creation of the Third Heaven Subtle Xuan Sutra did not require Jiang Han to spend six or seven hours of painstaking cultivation every day. Only in sleep, you can practice exercises to remove impurities and toxins from the body. Because of this, Jiang Han's cultivation speed was too fast, so much so that he often felt that his realm had loosened recently.

But the old chef god was not by his side, and Jiang Han didn't dare to seek a breakthrough without permission. After all, the last time I almost went mad and lost my life. What's more, I have a constitution full of disasters and difficulties, so don't act on your own.