85_85289Looking at the plane that disappeared into the night, Chen Jing smiled bitterly. Of course he didn't say it because of what Wang Bingyan said, men, even if they don't cheat, they will inevitably have a trace of emotion for the person they once liked.

Blame can only blame fate for playing tricks on people, fifteen years ago he didn't say goodbye, and it was not out of his heart. It's easy to see each other again, but I met a big fool Zhang Xiaohan who didn't care about his safety for him.

He owes this simple girl a big favor, and he is willing to pay it back with his whole life, so naturally he doesn't want to live up to her heart.

But what about Wang Bingyan's intentions, how could he not understand.

Chen Jing sighed helplessly, walked out of the airport and hailed two taxis.

After telling the driver the address of the residence, the driver looked at him with strange eyes and asked, "I don't want to know how you look like this, I'm like asking where you put your money?" ”

Chen Jing smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't worry, I will naturally give you money when you get to the place." ”

“ok！” The driver said a foreign language in a foreign language, and the taxi took mad cow medicine and broke into the night.

When I arrived at the door, I just knocked on the door twice, and I saw the third young master smiling obscenely, and said, "You're back so soon?" ”

This thing is obviously cheap, and I feel that I can't say a word, so I repeated it again in a specially accentuated tone, saying: "So fast? ”

Chen Jing didn't bother to take care of him, and said angrily: "Disturbing your good things?" I'm sorry, there's a taxi waiting for you downstairs. ”

The third young master frowned slightly, he didn't understand what he meant, but after going downstairs, he lost dozens of yuan!

"It's time to pay the tuition, boss, I've paid all the money, you can't cheat, you have to teach me how to hide my breath." You're the boss of Pengcheng, you can't play tricks."

The third young master never does anything at a loss, and these dozens of yuan, no matter how you say it, you have to exchange something from Chen Jing. Chen Jing was too lazy to take care of this old mother, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

From the figure of Wang Bingyan in his mind, he was replaced by Zhang Xiaohan, and then from Zhang Xiaohan he thought of the desert island, and from the desert island he thought of this war. In the end, I naturally remembered his battle with Tang Batian.

Chen Jing sat up suddenly, tore off the gauze on his body, and ran out of the door like a convulsive.

It's already midnight, and there aren't many residents in the community, and it's surprisingly quiet at night. Chen Jing ran downstairs and stood motionless with his eyes closed for dozens of minutes, when he wanted to fight Tang Batian, it was a mysterious realm.

The strange feeling of not going through the brain, the fist is self-contained, the hands move with the heart, and the heart works with the palm. However, he thought about it for a long time and didn't feel that kind of mystery.

"Nima eggs, Lao Tzu finally realized something, let Tang Batian mix it up, and clean him up sooner or later!" Chen Jing cursed in annoyance.

He didn't give up, he always closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and quietly pulled away from the posture and used the opening technique. He is experiencing it, hoping to feel the boxing spirit again from practicing boxing.

Things didn't go as he wanted, he finished a set of palm techniques, and he didn't feel the fist intent. Moreover, the more he fought, the more he felt that he was powerless.

Chen Jing's brows furrowed, and he played again. This time it was even worse, a set of palm tricks turned out to be a little uncatchable until the last few moves. He even felt that there was something wrong with the moves he saw in the boxing book.

"Again." Chen Jing thought to himself, and fought again from the beginning.

As a result, this time he didn't even finish half of the palm, so he couldn't fight.

"Damn, is there really a madness?" Chen Jing cursed angrily.

This word is always mentioned in martial arts novels, and it refers to a certain character who is desperately cultivating in order to improve his skills. As a result, if you don't practice kung fu well, your mind is damaged and you become crazy or crippled.

Chen Jing doesn't think that there is really such a thing as going crazy, and the things in the novel can't be trusted.

What's going on with that, could it be that he still noticed the flaws in the opening palm?

Chen Jing frowned and closed his eyes, thinking there. didn't know that Chen Bo, who was holding a stick in one hand and a little Lori in his chest, had been watching him for half an hour.

"You can't practice boxing intent like this." Chen Bo pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Experience, or comprehension." You must be calm, and this mysterious and mysterious thing is not something that can be imagined by desperate efforts. It must be experienced from boxing. ”

Chen Jing frowned slightly, he was so involved that he didn't even feel Chen Bo's arrival.

"Sounds like you would." Chen Jing rolled his eyes, looked at this unobtrusive younger brother, and asked, "Where did you run yesterday?" What are you doing with me at night? ”

Chen Bo cut off disdainfully, walked over with the little girl in his arms, and said, "Who said I came to you, I will have my own home." ”

"That's right, Shu Xiao, Baba bought a house yesterday, and it's on the third floor." Xiao Nan was slurred, raising her chubby little hand and pointing to the building behind Chen Jing.

Chen Jing didn't need to turn around to look, and he knew that the building behind him was the building where his house was located, and it was also on the third floor. There are a total of two occupants on the third floor, one is him, and the other is always on sale.

Chen Bo hummed a little song, put the little Lori down, took out the key on his body and handed it to her, and said, "Nan, lead the way." ”

Little Lori took the key and ran to the front with a fart.

Chen Jing looked at the father and daughter with black lines on his head, secretly thinking that he would not have a peaceful birthday in the future. This product obviously wants to eat and drink, I'm afraid it's more than that, maybe you have to help watch the children!

Chen Bocai didn't bother to pay attention to what he was thinking, he walked towards the building behind Chen Jing, and when he passed by Chen Jing's side, the wooden stick in his hand suddenly flicked and stabbed him very trickily.

"Your sister!"

Chen Jing narrowly dodged this stick, and his body quickly retreated.

"My sister is also your sister."

Chen Bo smiled as a scoundrel, and rushed after his figure, and the wooden sticks swept one after another, slashing diagonally. I could only hear the sound of the wind, but I couldn't see the shadow of the stick.

Chen Jing dodged again and again until he could retreat. He rolled over and leapt to his feet, breaking off a piece of wicker from the tree beside him. "Boom" flicked a few times to block the stick.

"What's the nerve, I have injuries on my body, and I don't have time to mess around with you."

Chen Bo grinned at the corners of his mouth, but did not answer, the wooden stick in his hand picked up the wicker, and then attacked again.

Chen Jing didn't dare to be careless, although he didn't understand what Chen Bo was crazy about. But this younger brother has been in the gray robe longer than he has been, and has more experience in fighting. What's more, he is still injured now, and his skills are not as good as usual.

Unfortunately, although he was concentrating on resisting Chen Bo's attack, the wicker in his hand was still broken by the wooden stick.

"Smack!"

With a soft sound, the wooden stick in Chen Bo's hand suddenly cracked, and the scimitar hidden inside actually stabbed Chen Jing's throat. At this time, a strong killing intent emerged from Chen Bo's body.

He really wanted to kill me! Chen Jing was shocked, and there was no way to avoid it. In a desperate situation, he suddenly stretched out two fingers and clamped the scimitar, and an astonishing scene occurred. He actually had a machete between his fingers.

And, that's not the end of it. Two fingers flicked to the side, causing the scimitar to be flung aside. And Chen Jing's backhand was a palm, hitting Chen Bo's chest.

Chen Bo grinned slightly, and slapped his palm at the same time.

"Papapapa"

A series of clapping sounds rang out, and both men lost their weapons, their fists and feet tangled together.

Chen Jing became more and more tired the more he played, but he became more and more energetic. Even later, he threw punches and clapped his hands so fast that he couldn't believe it. Without even going through his brain, the fist he swung out blocked Chen Bo's attack.

The shadows of the fists are flying, and the palms are intertwined. Chen Jing was already completely immersed in this pleasure.

"Poof!"

Until Chen Bo was hit by his punch, his body flew upside down a few meters away, and blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. Chen Jingcai woke up suddenly, quickly collected his hands, and ran over to help him up.

"I'm fine." Chen Bo got up from the ground, patted his ass and said, "Feel it yourself, I'll go back to sleep, and there will be something tomorrow." ”

Chen Jing looked at him gratefully, he already understood that this younger brother had good intentions. His experience of fist intent was not imagined, but unconsciously used in battle.

"You have a mission other than spying on me?"

"Of course, I'm a busy man, have you seen me idle?"

"What task?"

"I can't say, anyway, I'll leave it to you."

"Your sister. There's a fart task, I think you just don't want to take care of the little girl! Finally grateful to this younger brother, Chen Jing was once again angered by this outrageous goods. scolded: "She is your child, and you are a father like this?" ”

Chen Bo shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't want to, but I'm really busy." Anyway, you're her uncle, so don't worry about it. ”

After speaking, before Chen Jing became angry, the figure had already disappeared into the corridor