Han Dong wanted to refuse, but looking at Lin Qian's expectant look, he had to reply, "Okay then." ”

He planned to treat Lin Qian's family well in the future. Since he lived here today, he suddenly began to clean up in the house like a man.

Lin Qian watched his skillful movements from the side, and couldn't help but laugh and tremble.

"I thought you wouldn't know how to do anything, but you're so skilled. ”

He had never done these chores before.

"yes. If you do more, you will naturally be. ”

Han Dong's intentional or unintentional sentence, Lin Qian couldn't help but sigh again.

She naturally knew that Han Dong must have been very sad in the past few years. At this moment, when I heard him mention it, I was even more distressed.

She approached Han Dong, stretched out a pair of slender jade hands, and stroked his head: "Xiao Dong, you are not young anymore, it's time to start a family." Why don't you propose to Yang Xue?"

When Liu Tong heard this, he slowly straightened up: "Sister, don't make fun of me." How could she agree to me like this? ”

When Lin Qian heard this, she was also surprised. After so many years, she doesn't know what the relationship between the two people is. However, looking at Han Dong's intentional or unintentional avoidance, she also felt a little wrong.

Han Dong was also silent, bowed his head and continued to clean up.

"Xiao Dong, if you don't dislike it, I'll introduce you to a girlfriend, right?" At this time, Lin Qian came over and said.

"Sister, let's talk about it later. Seeing that Lin Qian was so enthusiastic, Han Dong couldn't bear to refuse, but it was not easy to agree.

"Oh well. Lin Qian had no choice but to stop talking. "Then rest early!"

"Well, sister, you should go to bed early!" Han Dong nodded.

Nothing was said all night. Early the next morning, Han Dong got up.

The old man in the prison has not yet completed the work entrusted to him. Take advantage of the time now and give this thing to me.

Thinking so, Han Dong got up. Glancing at Lin Qian's bedroom, which was still closed, he quietly tiptoed out.

After walking not far, Han Dong saw an old man practicing in a leisure square wearing a practice uniform. However, looking at his appearance, there is a sense of pain. It seems that this kung fu not only has no gain on his body, but is a kind of consumption.

Feeling strange, Han Dong couldn't help but take a few more looks. Then he found that there was a young girl standing next to him, who looked like the granddaughter of the old man.

"Yo yo, come and see, brother, these days, there are still people practicing qigong. ”

At this moment, a young man wearing a gold chain shouted exaggeratedly, full of sarcastic laughter.

The young men on the side all ran over, there were more than a dozen people, and they stared at the old man and pointed as if they were looking at animals in a zoo.

"You see, there's a little girl next to him, and she looks really smart. Tsk tsk. ”

"Hey, brothers, do you have any ideas?" the young men exchanged their heads and laughed.

As he spoke, several young men cheered and surrounded the old man.

The little girl, who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, had a white and tender face that was as delicate as a newborn flower bone.

"What do you want to do?"

The girl shouted loudly when she saw a group of people approaching with bad intentions. Her grandfather had just finished practicing now, and it was the time when his qi and blood were at their weakest.

Although he is a rare martial arts master, from one day onwards, every time he finishes practicing, there will be varying degrees of meridian damage. It takes a few hours to recover, so in case of accidents, I will only take her with me every time I practice.

And when the group of people saw the girl's nervous look, they were even more proud, and they surrounded it with a hula. When the passers-by saw this, they were afraid to avoid it.

Han Dong couldn't help frowning slightly, he didn't expect that he would see these annoying people as soon as he passed by here. It made his mood a little unhappy.

Just as he was about to step forward, a loud roar was suddenly heard in the distance.

"You bunnies, don't learn martial arts well, what are you doing here!"

Han Dong followed the prestige, a big man of more than one meter and nine, with a bare upper body, revealing a strong muscle, strode towards this side, with a powerful aura.

"The third master is here, there is someone here who is practicing your most hated Chinese kung fu. ”

The young man with the golden chain ran over with a smile and said flatteringly.

Sure enough, hearing this, the big man's brows immediately twisted together, and he looked at the old man.

"Yo, isn't this Master Chen, what's wrong with this, it's like this?" Seeing that the old man looked like he couldn't stand still, the third master smiled contemptuously.

When the old man heard this, he was slightly stunned, and said to himself: "I didn't expect it to be Yang San." ”

"Grandpa, do you know this person?"

The girl blinked wide, puzzled.

"This Yang San is practicing Muay Thai, and a few days ago he had an open match with a martial arts practitioner, and he vomited blood to the opponent within three moves. ”

"So powerful?" exclaimed the girl,

The old man shook his head: "The one who practices martial arts is just a showman, and he will definitely lose when he meets Yang San." Yang San is actually not worth mentioning, but it's a pity that I ...... now," he said, coughing violently again.

"Old man, what are you talking about?" Yang San clasped his arms, "I have heard of Master Chen's prestige for a long time, how about I want to ask you for a few tricks?"

"Despicable!" the girl's eyes widened angrily, "If you want to challenge my grandfather, you really know how to pick the time!"

"Then I can't take care of that. Everyone, today is optimistic about how I defeat the famous Master Chen. Haha!" Yang San laughed.

The young man next to him also suddenly clapped his ass.

"Stop!" Just as Yang San was about to step forward, he heard a loud shout next to him.

"Who the hell are you? It's none of your business here, get out of here!"

Yang San saw Han Dong in front of him clearly, and said angrily.

"That's it, stinky boy, get out of here. Be careful of the third master's fists and kicks, you can't get out of bed!" Yang San's followers echoed one after another.

"I think, it's you guys who should get out!" Han Dong said expressionlessly.

"What did you say?" Yang San pointed to his ear in disbelief.

"Get out of here!" Han Dong continued unceremoniously.

"Damn, look for death!"

Yang San roared loudly, jumped up in two steps, and a powerful high whip leg went straight to Han Dong's head, if he hit it this time, the lightest would be a concussion!

But Han Dong smiled lightly. A short man stepped forward and directly greeted him, and in Yang San's surprise, a punch hit him in the stomach.

This punch didn't seem to have any force, but it directly blasted Yang San, who was almost two hundred catties, away!

It's just that between the lightning and the flint, the winner is divided!

"Vomit ......"

Yang San knelt on the ground, his stomach was tumbling over, and his bile was about to vomit out. The group of unscrupulous youths turned pale with fright, and they looked at Han Dong as if they were looking at monsters.