Wen Jun pondered for a moment and said: "Master, I am not only your apprentice now, but also the assistant mayor of Suzhou City, and the task entrusted to me by Mayor Zhou is to ensure that this martial arts competition can be 'held as scheduled, compete safely, and end smoothly'." ”

Qin Haoran glared at the tiger's eyes, and said angrily: "Mayor Zhou can give you the task, I, as a master, can't I tell you?" ”

Xiao Wenhan saw that the two seemed to be at an impasse, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Senior brother, you know, there were two explosions in Suzhou City some time ago, and the murderers have not been apprehended yet. The martial arts competition is about to be held, and martial arts enthusiasts and tourists from all over the country are coming in droves. The courage on Xiao Jun's shoulders is not light. ”

Qin Haoran's tiger's eyes seemed to have converged a little, glanced at Xiao Wenhan, and said angrily: "To maintain social order, aren't there you policemen?" Besides, a large number of armed police officers were transferred this time, even if it was enough to dig three feet into the ground in the entire Sioux City. ”

Wen Jun laughed a few times and said: "The martial arts of the eldest brother and the second brother are also well-known among the rising generations in the martial arts, isn't it enough to have the two of them participate?" ”

Qin Haoran sighed: "Looking at the rising generation of Chinese martial arts, the kung fu of He'er and Pei'er can be called first-class, but it is still far from being super-first-class, how difficult is it to win the championship?" ”

With a "grunt", he took another drink, glanced at Wen Jun, and then sighed: "How can the old man be selected as one of the ten judges of this competition, otherwise even if he fights this old bone, he can't watch others show off his power at his own doorstep." ”

Wen Jun touched the bridge of his straight nose, knowing that he couldn't refuse what he wanted. So he sighed helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Master, don't talk like this, I will follow you." ”

Qin Haoran stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Jun'er, don't blame the master for forcing you so much." As the saying goes, "Buddha fights for a stick of incense, people fight for a breath", and 'Qin Wumen' must take advantage of the east wind of the martial arts competition held at the door of the house to embark on the road to the top. ”

Wen Jun and Zhou Xiaolei looked at each other and smiled, but their smiles were different. Wen Jun smiled, his heartthrob-like face like a bitter melon; Zhou Xiaolei's peach-like face was full of banter.

Zhou Xiaolei smiled and said, "Master Qin, are you holding Xiaojun too high?" Even if he competes in martial arts, he may not be able to win the championship. ”

Qin Haoran disagreed, and said lightly: "As long as Jun'er exerts sixty percent of the power of the 'King Kong One Finger Zen', I believe that he will be the champion this time." ”

Wen Jun said with a bitter face: "Master, my 'King Kong One Finger Zen' has only been refined to the fourth form, and half of it has not been learned, how can it exert sixty percent of its power?" ”

Qin Haoran glanced at him and said jokingly: "The two of you, one sings with a red face and the other with a black face, you are really a woman singing with your husband, and you have a tacit understanding." Wen Yao, I think I should take this opportunity to simply hold the wedding of the three of them. ”

Wen Jun, Zhou Xiaolei, and Murong Gentle were suddenly so embarrassed that their faces were red, especially Murong Gentle, whose originally pure and fair face was like a piece of red silk, and his head was hooked under the wine table, as if he had made a mistake as a primary school student.

Murong Wenyao glanced at Qin Haoran with disgust and said, "Senior brother, do you also want to follow the example of 'Yang Jiajian' and be in good spirits when you come alone?" ”

Qin Haoran was disrespectful to the old man, "haha" smiled and said: "What is so good about my bad old man?" If you want to be cool, it's also cool. Hugging left and right, compared to the kid of the Yang family, I don't know how many times cooler? ”

No matter how thick-skinned Wen Jun is, in front of so many elders, he can't stand such ridicule. He picked up his wine glass, smiled and said, "Master, that ...... That one...... Come, I'll give you a glass. ”

After dinner, Wen Jun, Xiao Wenhan, and Zhou Xiaolei said goodbye to Qin Haoran and prepared to return to the police station for the night shift. From today onwards, Sioux City has entered an extraordinary period, and the city's police and armed police have been conducting uninterrupted night patrols in batches to ensure that the national martial arts competition is held as scheduled and safely.

Zhou Xiaolei suddenly grabbed Wen Jun's sleeve and said with a smile: "Xiaojun, don't go to the night shift tonight." ”

Wen Jun was puzzled and jokingly said: "What, are you suspicious of a lot of people, or do you think I'm in the way?" ”

Zhou Xiaolei's big watery eyes winked at him, and her small mouth snorted softly at Murong who was standing still, and said angrily: "Idiot, gentle sister is looking at you over there." ”

Murong was gentle and pretty, blushing like a monkey's buttocks, and said shyly: "Sister Xiaolei, you ...... You're bullying me again. ”

Zhou Xiaolei knew that Murong Gentle was thin-skinned, so she hurriedly pushed Wen Jun to her side and teased: "You are not allowed to bully Sister Gentle, if she is missing a hair, I will not be able to spare you." ”

Wen Jun smiled "hehe", and he didn't care about being ashamed, so he pulled Murong Gentle and walked out.

The two drove to the quiet banks of the Zishui River. The river is clear and rippling, and it goes through the city with a "whoosh"; In the vague and deep quiet night, the night stars shine faintly, like diamonds set in the night, crystal clear.

It seems that it has been a long time since I have seen the starry sky like this. Wen Jun still remembers that it was in the "Valley of Death", and Duan Yanran and Duan Yanran were snuggling up to each other, silently looking at the sky, counting the stars one by one.

A meteor streaked across the sky and disappeared from the silence of the universe.

Murong let out a gentle "ah", and hurriedly folded his hands in front of his chest, closed his clear eyes, his lips moved slightly, and his mouth vibrated with words.

Wen Jun's charming peach blossom eyes looked at her silently, with a faint smile on his face, and he secretly thought to himself: Only a pure and innocent girl like her would make such childish movements.

Wen Jun wrapped his arms around her willow waist and whispered softly in her ear, "Senior sister, what did you wish?" ”

Murong Gentle was wearing Wen Jun's coat, leaning beside him, holding his lovely pure beauty face in both hands, just like an angel in the night!

If time could freeze and stay in this moment forever, would this scene be eternal?

The light fragrance on Murong Wenrou's body came, and Wen Jun seemed to be a little intoxicated, forgetting everything, and hugged her tightly into his arms.

She didn't refuse at all, but her body trembled slightly, pursed her lips, and said softly: "The wish I made with the meteor can't be said, and if I say it, it won't work." ”

Wen Jun sighed in his heart: What a good girl, kind and simple!

Murong said softly and gently, "How nice it would be if the world was so quiet forever." ”

Wen Jun nodded, thinking of the unsolved bombing cases and the unfathomable "Taobao Gate", he couldn't help but sigh: "Yes! ”