In a box at a Marriott bar, a group of young people gathered.

"Brother Shan, why are you unhappy. Is it that our flower tie didn't serve you well? A young man in a black leather coat and earrings carried a beer bottle and joked.

When Shan Zihao heard this, his face darkened.

"Fuck off, don't open any pot and drink your own wine. Hao Jian hurriedly stepped forward to support the young man.

Shan Zihao pulled away Hao Jian and said with a smile: "It's okay, Xiao Zhao is his own person, what can't be said." ”

The young man with earrings immediately continued: "That's it, Brother Shan's business is my business." ”

"Okay, righteous enough. Suddenly, Shan Zihao picked up the wine bottle, poured it into his mouth, shook it violently, and with a "snap", the wine bottle shattered to the ground.

The other thugs and the barmaid in the box were shocked to stop and look this way.

"Brother Shan, if you have something, just say it. As long as I can do it, there is absolutely no ambiguity. The earring boy looked proud, as if he had a lot of ability.

Look, even a rich boy like Brother Shan relies on me sometimes.

"Today, brother, I have made a fool of myself, and I have lost face and lost my hair. Shan Zihao's whole body was embedded in the sofa, and his hands were open.

"Do you know Zheng Jie?"

"Zheng Jie, I seem to be a little impressed. ”

"Brother Shan, I know. He's the tower love saint. He became popular in the HKUST forum. ”

Hao Jian leaned closer and asked curiously, "What is it, the power tower is a saint." ”

……

After Shan Zihao listened, he was speechless. Is this the same person. Although he has been in contact with Zheng Jie for a short time, he has to admit that Zheng Jie is the number one person, both in terms of skill and IQ. But the "Electric Tower Love Saint" is such an unreliable thing, and the IQ is obviously not online.

Shaking his head, Shan Zihao said: "Xiao Zhao, no matter what kind of moth Zheng Jie kid does, you just need to ......"

Xiao Zhao listened with a lewd face, and then said, "Come on, brother, don't worry." You've got it done. ”

"Okay, brother, wait for your good news. ”

Hao Jian, who was on the side, stepped forward and said worriedly: "Brother Shan, can this kid do it?" Zheng Jie's skills are not bad. I'm afraid he won't be able to eat and walk around. ”

Shan Zihao squinted at the high-spirited Xiao Zhao and said, "It's done, it's a good thing; But have you forgotten who his cousin is? So, it doesn't matter if it works out or not. We'll just sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman."

Hao Jian suddenly realized, gave a thumbs up, and said flatteringly: "Brother Shan is amazing, high moves, high moves." Marriott has a batch of new goods today, do you want to try it? ”

Shan Zihao's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Let's go, go and take a look." ”

Home Inn Hotel.

Zheng Jie and Zhou Yu stood in the corridor.

"What are your plans? ”

In the silent corridor, Zheng Jie's voice sounded.

Zhou Yu lowered his head and was silent.

After a long time, he mustered up the courage and said slowly: "Although it is difficult to say this, I have no other way, I hope you can adopt Xiaotong." ”

He stared at Zheng Jie tightly.

"Why?"

"We had been in a child trafficking mafia. They have been human traffickers for a long time, treating us like slaves, forcing us to beg for food and pay for money. This time, Xiaotong and I tried every possible way to escape. They won't give up. Xiaotong will be very dangerous if he follows me. So, can you. ”

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Jie refused: "No." Xiaotong is your only sister, and you protect yourself. ”

Oh, yes. The person in front of me, I have known him for less than a day, and what obligation do I have to help me. Besides, he's helped enough.

Just as Zhou Yu gave up, turned around and trembled away, a voice came from behind him: "Relatives have to protect themselves, but you two can follow me." ”

"What!" Zhou Yu exclaimed.

Thinking that he was hallucinating, he not only did not rush himself away, but also agreed to keep them with him.

Thinking about the cannibalistic society in the past, thinking about the hell before, Zhou Yu's eyes were red and his whole body trembled.

From today on, he decided to sell his life to Zheng Jie to repay his favor to him.

Suddenly, the door opened. A small and delicate face is revealed.

Xiao Tong rubbed her cute big eyes and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, Xiao Tong is going to sleep." You accompany Xiaotong. ”

Zheng Jie was so startled that he stumbled and almost fell.

Although Xiaotong, who washes off the stains, can be called a pink carving, a full beauty embryo, the only fly in the ointment is that she is thin, but sleeping with such a Lori is very evil to think about.

Besides, being called grandpa is shocking enough, and now if you really sleep in a bed with this little girl, you won't be struck by lightning. Even if it has been hacked.

"Zhou Yu, you can also wash and sleep. Zheng Jie ignored Xiaotong, dropped a sentence, and hurriedly walked into another room.

At this time, Xiao Tong's pure and immaculate big eyes showed a hint of cunning.

Zhou Yu shook his head, touched Xiaotong dotingly, and said, "In the future, don't make such jokes with Mr. Zheng." ”

Xiao Tong shook off his big hand and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, don't keep touching my head, I won't grow tall." Also, you stink, go wash it. Otherwise, I won't let you in. ”

"Yes, the little girl actually dislikes her brother. Can't cure you. ”

"Haha, don't, brother, I'm afraid of itching. ”

Looking at Xiao Tong, who was fluttering on the bed and scattering laughter like silver bells, Zhou Yu was full of relief.

At this time, Zheng Jie had no intention of doing anything else, sitting cross-legged on his knees, his eyes closed, and he was engrossed in the xenoelectric current in his heart.

He could feel it lying there silently. Even if there is only a trace of it, only Zheng Jie understands its horror. Either way, it's a symbol of a primary ability.

Zheng Jie inhaled, his belly turned into a ball, forced the qi to his heart, and skillfully reciprocated once, dozens of times, hundreds of times according to the method of breathing in the dream world. But there was no change in the current.

Zheng Jie opened his eyes, full of puzzlement. It shouldn't be. Why nothing has improved.

At the beginning, after Zheng Jie had just generated the first trace of heterogeneous current, he could feel the change of heterogeneous current subtly after more than a dozen attempts.

Filament into threads.

Could it be that something went wrong?

This method of breathing is a common method for cultivating abilities in later generations, and it is universally applicable, so why doesn't it work now.

Zheng Jie ran it again, and there was still no change.

Well, since the breath method is useless, then practice the physical technique first.

According to the method in the dream, Zheng Jie lay on the bed and set off.

Sometimes he bends his arms like a tiger, sometimes bends over and touches his feet like a squid, sometimes squats and raises his head like a toad, every movement is strangely shaped, like lying but not lying, like a tiger but not a beast.

But if you listen closely, there is a pounding drum sound coming from his body.

After only completing three movements, Zheng Jie was already sweating profusely, panting, and his whole body was red.

At this time, he was like a cow plowing the field, humming, his eyes widened, his hands propped up on the bed, and he made a deep pit.

The breathing method and the military body fist were the basic skills of that era. Although it is rotten on the street, it is the most practical.

The military body boxing is divided into "moving boxing" and "static boxing".

Zheng Jie is now playing "Silent Boxing".

"Jingquan" has a total score of three styles, each with six moves, a total of eighteen moves. With each move, the cells in the body release a stream of heat, commonly known as "qi". Qi is a pure energy in the human body, which is produced in the human body and extinguished in the human body.

Anyone gets angry. But only a martial artist can gather qi, and only a master above the peak of Ming Jin can pass through the pulse, form Zhou Tian, and permeate the whole body.

But when this qi is generated, the xenoelectric current in the heart is like a rain in a long drought, and it quickly swallows it.

, Zheng Jie couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

What's going on? When it breathes, the current doesn't respond, but when it refines its body, it takes the initiative to attack again.

This is the first time.

Suppressing the incomprehension in his heart, Zheng Jie continued to cultivate. This is not a small discovery.