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On Ding Yi's first day of school, something happened in another place in Dongning City.

In the eastern suburbs of Dongning City, there is a Wolong Mountain.

Legend has it that it used to be a famous Taoist mountain, and later it was developed by the government, and many high-end villas were built, each villa, moving from one billion.

Those who can live here are either rich or expensive, and they are all upper-class people in Dongning City.

For example, half of the thirteen councillors representing the top level of the Dongning municipal government live here, and all the four major families of Dongning in the province are also located here.

Among them, the 'No. 6' villa in the northwest of Wolong Mountain belongs to the Chen family among the four major families.

The Chen family can be described as a real wealthy family in Dongning City.

In the empire, only those with assets of more than 100 billion yuan can be called wealthy.

But in Dongning City, there are at least ten companies with assets of more than 100 billion.

But there are only four big families that can be called wealthy.

Only a big family that has really taken root in Dongning City and called for wind and rain for more than a hundred years can be called a wealthy family.

Less than 100 years old, it may turn into ashes overnight at any time.

Nowadays, it is a technological society, and many emerging technologies and inventions can make people rich overnight.

In the past 100 years, there have been many people in Dongning City who have become rich overnight because of an invention, a piece of software, and a product, and the market price of someone's company has exceeded 100 billion yuan last time.

It's a pity that these people have an unstable foundation, and within a few years, they will take a sharp turn and even face bankruptcy.

In the hundreds of years since the establishment of the empire, countless wealthy families have emerged in Dongning City, and billionaires have emerged one after another.

But only the Jiang family, the Ding family, the Chen family, and the Xue family, these four families have always remained at the top of Dongning City, no matter what wind and rain, they are regrettable and unmoved.

Villa No. 6 covers an area of one hundred and eight acres, distributed in the shape of eight trigrams, when the grip said that when it was built, it invited the master of feng shui and the master of national arts, according to the nine palace gossip arrangement, the inside is confusing, intricate, no one leads the way, it is easy to get lost.

At this time, in a large room of the villa, there were two men and a woman among them.

This room is like a gym, with a lot of fitness equipment, as well as big sandbags, and the most special thing is that there are dozens of wooden stakes in the middle, like for practicing kung fu.

The eldest of the three looked to be in his forties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall figure, standing in place with his hands behind his back, looking like a towering tree, giving people the feeling of standing still despite the wind and rain.

Opposite him, a man and a woman were in their early twenties, dressed in old-fashioned Tang costumes and wearing black cloth shoes, like young people from the Republic of China hundreds of years ago.

The man stood on a high platform of nearly two meters, there was a large bucket under the high platform, which was filled with water, and a long rope was tied to the bucket, and a wooden stick was tied at one end of the long rope.

When he mentioned the high platform, he slowly let go of his hand, put it back on the ground, and kept repeating.

It was very difficult for him to lift a bucket of water with the rotation of a wooden stick, and there was no air conditioning in the hall, so on such a hot day, after a while, the young man was covered in sweat, and the sweat on his face dripped down like rain.

"Whew" he gasped, his face flushed, and he looked up at the middle-aged man from time to time, as if he was begging for mercy in his eyes.

However, the middle-aged man did not move, and his eyes did not look at him, so the young man had to grit his teeth and continue.

The woman on the side was different.

Although she was wearing a Tang costume, she still did not hide her Lingling's figure curves.

She squatted with her legs bent, half of her body, one hand clenched into a fist at her waist, and the other hand was palmed parallel to her eyes, and the whole person stood there like a pile, motionless.

She was also covered in sweat, and the sweat soaked her silk Tang dress, revealing the sexy lingerie looming inside, and she ignored it, still not moving.

In fact, the man's hands were weak, and the woman's legs were trembling when she was standing, but the middle-aged man didn't speak, and both of them gritted their teeth and insisted.

"Master Deng---" At this time, the young man finally couldn't help it, but unfortunately Xi Xi raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man.

A trace of disappointment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he sighed secretly: "Stop." ”

Hearing this word, it was like a heavenly sound, the young man quickly let go, and bang, the bucket fell heavily to the ground, and he sat on the high platform, panting heavily, relieved.

The woman seemed to be a little stronger than him, and stood for more than ten seconds before slowly retracting her hand and slowly retracting her momentum.

"Master Deng--- how long will it take for me to twist the stick like this, and before I can stand on the stake like my sister?" the young man muttered.

"Do you want to stand on a stake? Master Deng said coldly: "Do you think it is easier to stand on a stake than you? You are practicing Chinese arts, not sports." ”

It turned out that they were practicing Chinese arts.

"Still don't. The man smiled, he naturally knew that it was actually more difficult to stand on the pile, but if he didn't stand on the pile for a day, it proved that he couldn't practice national art for a day.

"There is a saying in learning Guoshu, ten years of standing on the pile, ten years of boxing, and another ten years later, you can box. ”

"You started too late and lost the best time to learn and practice boxing, now what I teach you is all targeted exercises, whether you can practice or not, it depends on your results, not everyone can practice boxing. ”

"Three tens?" the young man said with wide eyes and surprise, "I have to wait thirty years to beat someone?"

The woman glared at him and said in a deep voice: "Dad let us learn boxing, just hoping to strengthen our bodies, if you want to use it to fight bravely, I advise you not to learn it." ”

"Well said. A hint of appreciation flashed in Master Deng's eyes.

How do you know I'm good if I don't know if I don't box?" her brother muttered in his heart.

The three of them were talking, and suddenly the door of the room opened, and a woman in her thirties walked in: "Master Deng, Mr. Chen is invited." ”

"Oh, I'll be right here. Master Deng nodded, and then said to the two: "You rest for five minutes, Ruolan you will stand for another half an hour, and Ruofeng you will roll a hundred times." ”

"Yes, Master Deng. Chen Ruolan's beautiful little face did not hesitate.

"Ah, a hundred times. Chen Ruofeng had a bitter face, and his brows furrowed into locks.

"Why don't we replace it?" you come to stand and I roll it?" Chen Ruolan sneered.

"Don't sister, you stand, you stand. Chen Ruofeng hurriedly shook his head.

Master Deng ignored the two, turned around and walked quickly, and after walking out of the room, he went down two floors, and below was the hall of the villa, which was more than two hundred square meters.

On the sofa in the hall, a middle-aged and elegant man was sitting.

The man has a square face and big ears, a handsome face, and an extraordinary heroic spirit, sitting on the sofa, with a momentum that is not angry but mighty.

This middle-aged man is one of the four major families in Dongning City, the head of the Chen family, Chen Ting.

The Chen family is known as the richest man in Dongning, and has occupied the position of the richest man in Dongning City for more than 200 consecutive years, and no family has ever challenged their position in terms of wealth.

You must know that there is an old saying in the empire, it is not more than three generations to be rich, and although many families in history have also risen, they are usually short-lived and disappear quickly.

The Chen family has been in Dongning City for more than 200 years and has maintained the status of the richest man, which shows the terrible thing about the Chen family.

As the current head of the Chen family, Chen Ting is not only the chairman of the Dongning Chamber of Commerce, but also the chairman of the Dongning Bank, and many councilors in the city have successfully elected with the support of their Chen family.

In front of Chen Ting, there were two men standing there respectfully with a smile on their faces, with expressions on their faces like two obedient dogs.

If Ding Yi was here, he would immediately recognize these two people.

These two people are Wu Sheng and Brother Chic of BMW Nightclub.

"Master Deng, come and see. Chen Ting saw that Master Deng had arrived, so he quickly stood up and handed him something.

Master Deng took what Chen Ting had in his hand, it was a fountain pen.

The fountain pen was originally a very ordinary thing, but Master Deng knew that Chen Ting gave it to him like this, and there must be something unusual.

There were a lot of blood stains on it, and Master Deng swept his eyes and saw that Wu Sheng was still holding a gauze on his right hand, as if he had been injured.

"Someone pierced your hand with this pen?" asked Master Tang?

"Master Deng is amazing, you can see it at a glance, it was pierced, and then it was nailed to the solid wood table. "Brother Sheng is like a grandson here, honest, bowing his head.

He can only dominate a corner in the north of the city, and when he arrives here, it is really not enough for the Chen family to see.

There are three tigers in the north of the city, and they can be regarded as big people in the north of the city, and they can crush him to death, not to mention the four big families above the three tigers, for him, this is really a giant-like existence.

When Master Deng heard his affirmation, his two eyes looked at the fountain pen like a flashlight, and the more he looked at it, the more moved he became.

At this time, the dashing brother touched it from his pocket and took out a piece of wood: "We sawed the table and brought it over, it's this kind of wood." ”

This Wu Sheng was very careful, and even sawed off his desk and brought it to him.

Master Deng took the wood again and looked at the pen again.

"This fountain pen is very brittle, it can actually penetrate people's hand bones, and it can be nailed into solid wood?" He thought about it in his heart, and when he saw the coffee table in front of Chen Ting, he suddenly bent down, put the piece of wood on the coffee table first, and swished, and the pen in his hand was inserted down.

"Pounce" the pen like a knife, nailed into the wood.

He let go slowly, and the pen stood on the table.

"Hiss" Brother Sheng gasped when he saw it, and then he was overjoyed: "That's it, that's it--- Master Deng is good at kung fu---"

But before he finished speaking, the pen split in two from the middle, broke off, and then shattered, and broke into many small pieces.

Everyone looked at each other.

Master Deng shook his head: "How many centimeters do you see when I nail it to the table?

Brother Sheng looked at it, and inserted the tip of the fountain pen, and with a light mention, he could bring it up, and he remembered at the time that after Ding Yi inserted it, he pulled it out for a long time before pulling it out, at least there was half a pen inserted into it, this gap is really hard to say.

"How's it going?" Chen Ting glanced at Master Deng.

"At least it is the peak of dark energy, this person has practiced kung fu to the muscles, every tendon, every piece of meat contains a huge amount of energy, so a slight insertion can penetrate the bones into the wood. ”

"Although I can also insert it into the wood, but I haven't reached the point where I can easily use the tendons, the tendons can't exert the strongest strength, and I can't control it, so when I insert it, the pen will break, and his kung fu is infinitely close, and even reaches the strength of the ---" Master Deng said more and more pale.

Wu Sheng and Brother Xiao didn't understand, what kind of secret strength turned into strength, but listening to Master Deng's meaning, it was obvious that the surname Deng was not as good as Ding Yi, and suddenly secretly shouted in his heart, no, can't we take revenge?