Ren Ran's ghost woke up before five o'clock, lying on the bed tossing and turning for half an hour before he could fall asleep again, and simply got up.

It was almost two o'clock when I got home yesterday, and I slept for less than three hours, so why couldn't I sleep? Could it be because I used up too much quiet time yesterday and used up my bedtime? Is this what trading means?

Ren Ran looked at the long river of time in his mind, trying to see some changes, but he didn't notice anything different from before for a long time.

Ren Ran looked at the time and saw that it was only half past five, it didn't seem appropriate to call Lu Siyan to ask about traditional Chinese medicine, and it didn't seem appropriate to call Li Qinglan to care, thinking that she was tired and tired yesterday, so she just went for a run and exercised.

Just do it, Ren Ran changed into a football uniform from high school and went out.

A park built along the river, lush with trees, some people are fishing, some are practicing boxing, and some people are quietly reading books, because it is too early, they are all old people.

Ren Ran walked along the river for a while and was out of breath, he hadn't exercised much since he graduated from high school, walking a few steps a day, and carrying the takeaway box upstairs was already the biggest amount of exercise.

After Ren Ran ran for a while, he squatted next to an old man and watched him fish.

The old man didn't know if he was asleep or what, there was no movement for a long time, Ren Ran felt a little bored, and when he wanted to stand up, the old man suddenly sighed, and said to himself: "Why are all the fish dead? I haven't taken the bait for two hours? No." ”

Ren Ran glanced at the iron sand river, and didn't notice anything unusual, so he stood up and continued to trot forward.

Not far away, there is a big willow tree with a crooked neck, and the branches of the tree are just right to do pull-ups, and Ren Ran happily ran over.

When I got closer, I saw a beautiful girl in a white power suit and a ponytail practicing near the willow tree.

Ren Ran slowed down and looked around with interest.

The drunkard does not mean to drink.

The woman in the white suit has a good figure and a cold appearance, which is not inferior to Lu Siyan and Li Qinglan, especially when boxing, her gestures are toned and powerful, outlining the thrilling lines of her chest, and she has a little more heroic spirit.

Next to the woman in white stood a white-haired old man and a burly middle-aged man, both of whom had obviously noticed Ren Ran.

The white-haired old man coughed, and Ren Ran immediately walked straight to the willow tree without squinting, jumped up, and hung himself on it and swinged around.

The burly middle-aged man stared at Ren Ran tightly, then turned his head to look at the white-haired old man, as if asking for something, and the white-haired old man shook his head slightly.

The woman in white finally stopped after five minutes of fighting, looked at Ren Ran, who was still hanging on the corpse, sniffled, and then wiped her sweat and ran towards the white-haired old man.

"Grandpa, how do you think I fight? Ordinary people are not my opponents, are they?"

The white-haired old man touched the head of the woman in white lovingly, with a kind face.

"Qianqian is the most powerful, more powerful than a few of them, haha. ”

The woman in white named Qianqian grinned, turned her head and asked the burly man, "Uncle Wang, what do you see?"

The burly man laughed: "The old lady is right, strong and powerful, and the movements are coherent, which is very good." ”

The woman in white pursed her lips: "Uncle Wang doesn't tell the truth. ”

Before the burly man could speak, Ren Ran, who was hanging the corpse on the tree, fell down with a sigh, and immediately stood up and rubbed his buttocks, looking at the river dumbfounded.

A young man in black, with a fair and gloomy face, walked up from the river slowly and wet, neatly dressed, not swimming, but like a ...... I stumbled and fell overboard.

The old man who was fishing suddenly shouted in surprise: "Oh, why are all the fish floating? No, someone is poisoning the fish!

The young man in black froze, his face changed slightly, and he continued to walk forward after taking a deep breath.

The burly man took a step forward, intentionally or unintentionally, blocking the white-haired old man and the woman in white behind him.

The man in black glanced casually and passed by them.

The burly man breathed a sigh of relief, he had a feeling of being face to face with a beast when he saw this young man in black just now.

The burly man just wanted to raise his hand to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, when the young man in black suddenly stopped and turned around slowly.

The burly man suddenly stared at the black-clothed young man as if he were facing a great enemy.

The white-haired old man pulled Qianqian behind him, and glanced at Ren Ran with a calm look.

At this time, the takeaway brother was leaning against the willow tree, learning to rub the back of the wild boar, although his eyes were looking at this side, his expression was very intoxicated, and he made strange noises from time to time, and occasionally gasped.

The young man in black glanced at Ren Ran, then looked at the woman in white and tilted his head.

"There's something wrong with your punches. ”

The woman in white subconsciously asked, "What's the problem?"

The young man in black didn't answer, but looked at the white-haired old man and asked, "You taught it?"

The white-haired old man was noncommittal, and asked rhetorically, "I don't know what Xiaoyou means?"

The young man in black was silent for a while, then suddenly shook his head and said, "Vulnerable." ”

The arrogant woman in white suddenly couldn't stand it, and had a cold face: "Do you understand? This is my family heirloom martial arts, and my grandfather ...... back then."

"Qianqian, don't be rude. The white-haired old man interrupted with a cough, "I wonder if the little brother has any advice?"

The burly man was slightly moved, and he couldn't find another one in Changhai City who could make Old Lady Zhou shout a little brother.

The Changhai Zhou family, whose reputation is not obvious, is not as good as the four major groups of Song, Ma, Zheng and Li in the eyes of ordinary people, and even the Hu family and the Wang family below the four major groups, but the fact is the opposite, in the eyes of these wealthy families, the Zhou family is a family they need to worship.

There is no other reason, the old lady of the Zhou family, that is, the old man in white Zhou Zhong, is the first person in Changhai City in the past hundred years, joined the army when he was young, went through the baptism of war, and was the youngest general when he was awarded the title of the founding of the country, and his protégés were all over the Chinese states.

Less than a certain height, it is impossible to understand the mystery at all.

It's like the current takeaway guy, who just thinks it's interesting, lights a cigarette and looks at them intently.

The burly man began to be on guard after Zhou Zhong finished speaking, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, constantly looking around, ready to deal with any emergencies at any time!

The young man in black said coldly with an expressionless face: "It's just a fist embroidered leg." ”

Zhou Zhong's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "My Chinese kung fu has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is not a fist embroidered leg. ”

The black-clothed young man said coldly again: "It's just a matter of masturbation, if you meet a real master, such as me, you will be defeated with one move." ”

The woman in white was unhappy again, and said loudly: "Don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you say big things!"

The burly man stepped forward after receiving the instructions of Old Man Zhou.

"Little brother, it's useless to talk more, why don't you and I have a discussion?"

"As you wish. ”

The young man in black stretched out a hand, spread his palm, and made a gesture of please.

The burly man shouted violently, his figure suddenly rose up, and then, an iron fist smashed down on the chest of the black-clothed young man!