Minghao Martial Arts Museum.

The pale green plastic floor, scattered and miserable, all exploded into fragments, exposing the concrete floor underneath.

Just ten collisions, dangerous and abnormal.

The power exploded, the figure collapsed, stronger than one time, and the stunned plastic floor became tattered.

And.

Due to the explosion of the air, the sound was loud, and some motorcycles near the martial arts hall also buzzed.

If the two continue to fight desperately, I am afraid that it will cause a strong earthquake and cause panic among nearby residents and pedestrians again.

Whew.

Whew.

Lian Bu gasped, nervous, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Master?"

"It's fine. ”

Lu Zhengyang shook his head and took out his mobile phone casually.

He glanced at a WeChat video, which was a small video of his wife just sending him a pair of daughters playing, and a warm smile appeared on his dark face.

What adventure?

What malicious schemes?

If anyone dares to pull him again, he must tear his face on the spot.

In this life, the most important thing is to accompany your baby daughter to grow up.

"Master...... You, you?" Limb blinked, not knowing why. How can my master still be in such a good mood.

Hum.

Lu Zhengyang picked up his mobile phone, his eyes were dark, and he said leisurely.

"Do you think Han Dong can really beat me back again and again? It's just to take care of his face, so that he won't be young and frivolous, think that he has lost face, and hold a grudge against me. ”

"So. ”

"Proper retention is necessary. ”

Anyway.

He looked at the messy ground under his feet and sighed: "You hurry up and contact the renovation company to repair the broken ground in this area as soon as possible." ”

"Yes!" Lian Bu's eyes lit up and he replied excitedly.

He said, Master, is not one of those ordinary martial artists, how can he fall into the inferior? No matter how talented Han Dong is, he is definitely not the enemy of Master.

Master Lu Zhengyang is far-sighted.

Rushing.

Thinking of this, Lian Bu squatted on the ground, tore off two tattered plastics at random, couldn't help but look at Shizun who was walking towards the main entrance, and asked curiously: "Shizun, how much strength did you just make?"

Phew.

Lu Zhengyang casually put on the coat where he placed the front desk, and didn't look back, but just chuckled lightly: "About six or seventy." ”

Follow.

His far-sighted, calm and wise back disappeared from Lianbu's vision.

"It deserves to be a master. ”

"It only takes six or seven percent of his strength to fight with Han Dong strongly...... Wait, no, Han Dong is just a product! Normally, it should be a good thing. ”

Lian Bu couldn't laugh and shook his head.

Unconsciously, he had placed Han Dong in a position equal to that of a martial artist. Although they are the same product, he and Han Dong are like a world of difference, and it is difficult to compare.

"Alas. ”

Lian Bu sighed and looked at the tattered ground silently.

......

Han Dong's house, living room sofa.

The bright yellow light shone on Han Dong's contemplative face.

"Hmm. ”

"To avoid being too frightened, I only used about 50% of my strength. ”

"If you break out with all your strength, you should be able to kill Lu Zhengyang. No matter how bad it is, activating the mad state will definitely kill it cleanly. ”

He blinked at the thought of this.

I have to say that Ning Moli's influence on him can be called a spring breeze moisturizing things silently, and it has subtly changed Han Dong's concept of ordinary people.

Force is not the way to solve problems.

But this is the way, and it is the fastest, safest, and most trouble-saving way.

The living room is quiet, like a mirror lake.

In the dark night, under the bright lights, Han Dong secretly thought and cleared his thoughts.

First of all.

Today, Hongshi exposed his murderous intentions, and he has dealt with it properly, including the two first-class people who monitored his parents and the rest of the henchmen in the martial arts hall. As for the follow-up matters, Qian Gao is responsible.

Secondly.

In order to avoid a similar situation again, he went to the Minghao Martial Arts Pavilion, warned Lu Zhengyang, and confirmed Lu Zhengyang's goodwill.

At last.

He finally has the qualifications to step into the world of martial arts, the second grade is comparable to the martial artist, and after breaking through the first grade, he is even more comparable to the martial artist, and has a mysterious perception similar to intuition.

At this time, Han Dong was sorting out the harvest and changes.

Crunch.

Xiao Qian, whose face was as round as a white goose egg, tiptoed open the bedroom door, and her big watery eyes were aimed at her brother Han Dong who was sitting firmly on the sofa.

"Brother is back!"

Xiao Qian's eyes widened and she tilted her head in joy.

Crunch.

She closed the door gently, and immediately ran to the living room, plunging into Han Dong's arms.

Han Dong went home late today, because after warning Lu Zhengyang, he had to communicate with the government. In addition, the transfer of property under Hongshi's name also requires some cumbersome procedures.

"Xiaoqian, why haven't you slept yet?" Han Dong said with a smile.

When he saw his sister with a small mouth, the killing intent hidden in his heart suddenly dispersed, and he only felt that the lights in the living room were all lit up for a few minutes, and it was full of warmth.

"Hee-hee. ”

Xiao Qian lay on Han Dong's legs and touched her fingers weakly.

"Because, because of ......" Xiao Qian blinked her eyes twice, and said quietly: "Because Xiao Qian drank a bottle of Qichao, bitter, not delicious." ”

Han Dong was speechless: "......"

If it's not tasty, why do you drink coffee?

Besides, that's Nestle!

It's not Seven Nests!

Now it's okay, it is estimated that today must be a sleepless night, Han Qian can't sleep, she is so excited that she can't sleep, and she doesn't want to sleep.

That's fine.

Anyway, with so much going on today, it's harder to fall asleep.

Han Dong pursed his lips, took out his mobile phone, and planned to ask Dong Ouhan when his driver's license would be available.

Wow!

A fleshy white and tender little hand soared out of the air and slapped at the phone.

Han Dong hurriedly raised his left palm and looked at his sister Xiaoqian, who was unhappy with her little face, in surprise: "What's wrong?"

"Play with Xiaoqian. She said aggrievedly.

"Okay, wait for my brother to send a WeChat, and then play with Xiaoqian. Han Dong unlocked the screen and sent two > to Dong Ouhan.

In less than three seconds, Dong Ouhan replied respectfully, a drastic change from his previous enthusiastic attitude, more cautious, and a trace of awe.

Oh?

So fast?

Han Dong squinted his eyes, his eyes flashing with surprise.

It seems that he killed the martial artist Hongshi and warned the martial artist Lu Zhengyang, and some well-informed people already know it clearly.

In just a few months.

I also have a certain deterrent effect.

Taking advantage of the situation and borrowing the prestige of the master has become a thing of the past.

"Hey. ”

The corners of Han Dong's mouth outlined a determined and indifferent smile, not happy with things, not sad for himself, like a calm warrior like frost, waiting to reply to Dong Ouhan.

Syllable!

A small white hand gently patted Han Dong's right cheek.

Time stands still.

The light seemed to freeze.

The indifferent face immediately disintegrated, full of pitch black, Han Dong threw away the phone, and said in a serious tone: "Xiaoqian, this is not good." You must know that you can't slap your face at will, the consequences are very serious. ”

You know—

If someone else dares to slap their cheeks, they will definitely blow their heads!

Of course, in order to maintain his brother's image and avoid scaring Xiaoqian, Han Dong did not tell the truth.

"Hmph, bad brother. ”

Xiao Qian's eyes widened, sullen, and muttered: "Brother, you said that everything that belongs to Xiao Qian can be beaten, so why can't you be beaten." My brother is Xiaoqian's. ”

"This ......" Han Dong was a little short of words.

He thought about it for a moment, and he seemed to have said it.

The growth of children depends on the guidance of those around them. Maybe I should read some books that educate children, otherwise once I say the wrong thing, it is easy to cause Han Qian's wrong concept.

"Bad brother. ”

Xiao Qian glared at Han Dong angrily.

Whew.

Whew.

She snorted angrily, crawled to the side of the sofa, turned her little head, and pretended not to bother with Han Dong. But those little eyes, sometimes aimed at Han Dong, revealed Xiao Qian's true thoughts.

Han Dong was stunned and overjoyed.

If you let Xiaoqian toss, maybe it will be at what time, so it's just right.

"Han Qian, you are a good sister. He took a deep look at Xiao Qian, who had a crooked little head, and sighed secretly in his heart, and then jumped out and returned to his bedroom.

Phew.

Han Dong tidied up the quilt, and then took out his mobile phone and replied two messages to Dong Ouhan.

Sure enough.

Zhang Hao posted two pictures of 'cats teasing small fish' and 'cats holding their mobile phones': "Are you home? ”

Han Dong pondered for a moment and replied, "I'm at home, it's okay." ”

After two minutes, Zhang Hao replied with a picture of the cat in a daze: "Then why haven't you replied to me in the afternoon...... Forget it, it's fine. I'm wearing a mask, what are you doing? ”

An undetectable smile appeared on Han Dong's face: "I'm breathing." ”

“？？？”

Zhang's hazy mask almost fell off.

Flip the table!

It's a topic terminator, this girl is really about to lose control of the queen's power in her body!

"It turns out that your skin is so good, and it's all thanks to the mask. Han Dong had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and sent two messages in a row: "Hahaha, in fact, I really want to wear a mask, why don't you recommend a high-end and high-grade mask suitable for cool men?"

Wow.

It's amazing.

Zhang Hao's beautiful eyes were a little confused, Han Dong rarely sent so many words, could it be that something happy happened today.

There was silence for three seconds.

She decided to reluctantly take care of Han Dong: "What price do you want a mask?" ”

Seeing this, Han Dong was also silent for two seconds, he was a man with a huge amount of money, not to mention that he was about to have the inheritance that Hongshi kindly gave him.

That's it.

I'm afraid that I am not far from the legendary billionaire.

So he put on a standard posture of Tuhao: "Actually, I am a rich man, so the more expensive the mask, the better, don't be polite." ”

Wow.

Definitely problematic.

Zhang Hao involuntarily sat up, took off his mask, and asked curiously: "Since you are so rich in children's shoes, why can't you afford tissues, and you have to give them to this girl?"

"Because ......"

"Uh-huh, why. ”

"Uh, I don't want to tell you, what to do. ”

That's the final chat.

Zhang Hao stretched out his slender jade hand, covered his fair face, sighed lightly, and completely lost the idea of chatting with Han Dong.

If we continue to talk, I'm afraid I'm going to be angry and sleepless all night.

She pulled the pajama Pikachu pattern on her chest, pursed her pink lips, and her sleepy face showed a hint of cuteness, and then pounced on the soft big bed, covering it with a thin quilt.

The other side.

Han Dong also put down his phone and prepared to sleep with the cover.

Crunch.

The bedroom door was gently pushed open.

But the door was empty, Han Dong's pupils suddenly contracted, and he sat up suddenly, but he saw Xiao Qian who was squirming and hiding behind the door.

"My brother is going to sleep. Han Dong tried to convince Xiao Qian.

"Whew!"

Xiao Qian was in a hurry, and the little legs ran with a slump, and pounced on his brother: "No, my brother can't sleep lazy." ”