This practice room was specially selected by the old Chen Tou for Chen Zilong, sitting in the north and facing south, spacious and bright, it is said that it used to be the family's martial arts hall.

There are also all kinds of physical training equipment in the room, and in the middle of the room are several strangely shaped wooden stakes, which look like real people but are more than two meters tall, and some parts of the body are marked.

Jin Kui is also a martial arts cultivator, and hitting wooden stakes is the most basic step for them. But this is the first time he has seen this strange wooden stake, and he couldn't help asking: "Brother Chen, what's going on with these wooden stakes?" ”

"They are all from the old man's hands, you see those marked places, you can only attack those places when you practice." Chen Zilong took out the medicine box from the cabinet in the corner and explained.

When he used to practice martial arts, if he didn't get injured one day, he wouldn't be able to get dark at all, so he often had enough medicine in the practice room.

"It's really fresh, but what is the purpose of Elder Chen's this?" Jin Kui said, came to one of them, and hit it with a punch.

"Why is it so hard?" Jin Kui grinned in pain, and his face turned purple.

"This is the iron plough wood specially made by the old man, just to make it hard." Chen Zilong looked at Jin Kui and said quietly.

"Iron plough wood?" Jin Kui's eyes widened in shock, and he was talking for a long time, "It's a shame that Old Chen thought of it, if this thing is put aside by ordinary people, it would be strange if he didn't practice lying down." But then again, an unfathomable master like Chen Lao is understandable to do this. ”

Jin Kui also said that it was used by Chen Lao when he practiced, and his tone was full of admiration and admiration. Holding his painful fist, he sat down next to the chair next to Chen Zilong.

Chen Zilong just smiled and didn't answer, and didn't refute, and began to give Jin Kui medicine.

These bone-setting potions were all prepared by Chen Zilong himself, and although they looked no different from those sold on the market, their effects were vastly different.

Jin Kui also felt the obvious abnormality of the injury, and looked at Chen Zilong again.

After bandaging Jin Kui's last wound, Chen Zilong put away the medicine box and prepared to put it back in its place. The door of the practice room was suddenly pushed open, and Zhong Qi'er appeared at the door in a panic. "Big, uncle, it's not good!"

"What's wrong? Take your time. Chen Zilong's heart mentioned, could it be that something happened to Mo Chuqing?

Jin Kui also stood up and stared at Zhong Qi'er nervously.

"You hurry up and hide, Sister Qing is awake, her face is ugly, and she has rushed to your room to find you." Zhong Qi'er said as she looked out.

"Ugly face? Is the eldest lady sick? Jin Kui asked worriedly, and was about to go out.

"No, she's not sick. Quickly close the door and say they haven't seen me. Chen Zilong dragged Jin Kui back and quickly waved at Zhong Qi'er.

Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late after all, Mo Chuqing had already come behind Zhong Qi'er, her face was full of might, and her phoenix eyes were wide and staring at Chen Zilong.

If the eyes can kill, Chen Zilong is afraid that he has already died on the spot at this moment, and he can't die anymore.

But when Mo Chuqing saw Jin Kui who was safe and sound in the house, he was stunned for a while.

"Uncle Jin, I thought you ......" Mo Chuqing was dumbfounded.

After waking up, Mo Chuqing ignored Zhong Qi'er's obstruction and rushed out to settle accounts with Chen Zilong. When she saw the mess and bloodstains all over the house, Mo Chuqing's heart was even more uncomfortable, mistakenly thinking that Uncle Jin had encountered an accident in order to delay time for herself, which deepened her hatred for Chen Zilong.

However, now Uncle Jin is standing there with a smile and a smile on his face, except for the gauze on his forehead and his clothes that are rotten.

What the hell is going on? Mo Chuqing immediately couldn't turn a corner.

"Miss, do you have something to do with Brother Chen?" Uncle Jin noticed that something was wrong with the situation and hurriedly asked.

Although it was a false alarm, Mo Chuqing's heart finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she remembered that Chen Zilong knocked her unconscious, Mo Chuqing felt that the whole person was not good, "You ask him, what he did by himself." ”

Chen Zilong also knew that he was at a loss, but the situation was urgent at that time, and he was forced to do so. Since I can't cover it now, I just pick it up, and at most let this cold girl beat her out of anger.

He was about to speak, but Jin Kui took the lead: "Miss, it turns out that you all know." Just now, Brother Chen told me not to let me say it. ”

Jin Kui's words made the angry Mo Chuqing inexplicable, could it be that this annoying guy still has something to hide from himself?

However, Mo Chuqing, who was as smart as snow, did not debunk it, but followed Jin Kui's words and asked, "Yes, Uncle Jin." But I don't understand what he's telling you. ”

"Of course it's Shen Tuhuo's business, that kid was driven away by Brother Chen, of course it's a good thing." Jin Kui seemed to have a bad breath in his heart, and smiled boldly.

"What?" Mo Chuqing exclaimed in surprise, she even wondered if she had heard it wrong, and looked at Chen Zilong who had already pulled Zhong Qi'er away.

Uncle Jin's skills, Mo Chuqing has seen it with her own eyes, and it is beyond the scope of her usual cognition.

Despite this, Uncle Jin was not his opponent at all when he was facing Shen Tuhuo. This is also the reason why when Uncle Jin wanted to cover Mo Chuqing's escape, she resolutely disagreed.

"Uncle Jin, what you said is true?" Mo Chuqing's voice had a slight trill, not just because of excitement or something.

"Of course it's true, and Brother Chen also said that as long as you stay here for one day, no one will be allowed to force you again. Miss, it's really the emperor's heart, Brother Chen can be regarded as your nobleman. The more Uncle Jin spoke, the more excited he became, he was happy for Mo Chuqing in his heart.

Mo Chuqing was silent for a long time, quietly looking at the figure of Chen Zilong who was cleaning up the mess in the courtyard, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was not until the evening that Chen Zilong cleaned up the courtyard, and was just about to sit down to rest, when the phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, who's that?" Chen Zilong picked up and asked.

"I'm Jiang Zihan." Jiang Zihan's voice came from there, and his tone was lukewarm.

"How do you have my number?" Chen Zilong asked.

"Last time, I confiscated your phone, so I saved it by the way." In fact, Jiang Zihan's number of Chen Zilong has another meaning, but she doesn't want to say it directly.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Chen Zilong was simply perfunctory.

"You ......" Jiang Zihan was obviously a little dissatisfied with Chen Zilong's attitude, and paused and continued: "I heard that Fu Yuansong is gathering people and preparing to take revenge on you, you should be careful. ”

"Who did you listen to?"

"You don't care about it, anyway, the news won't be wrong, don't forget that my identity is a policeman." Jiang Zihan's voice was obviously a little proud.

"Okay, I see, I'm okay, I'm hanging." Chen Zilong said lightly, without any emotion.

"Die! Bastard. Jiang Zihan dropped a sentence fiercely, and then cut off the phone.

Chen Zilong listened to the busy sound, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Fu Yuansong's foundation is very unclean, but he is safe and sound, and anyone with a little head can understand what is going on. Therefore, Chen Zilong didn't want Jiang Zihan to get involved in the grievances between him and Fu Yuansong.

He has always had no good impression of the police, but after his own affairs, Chen Zilong can at least be sure that Jiang Zihan can be regarded as a good policeman who is serious and responsible.

To put it mildly, it is the stupidity in the eyes of some slippery heads.

This girl, Chen Zilong didn't want her to have any accidents.

"Uncle, who? Did Sister Qing call? Zhong Qi'er's lazy voice came from behind.

"It's Officer Jiang who called." Chen Zilong turned around and saw Zhong Qi'er, who was wearing pink cartoon pajamas, yawning and standing at the door, her little hands gently rubbing her sleepy eyes.

A pair of fair-skinned and slender beautiful legs are exposed like this, without the slightest cover, and it looks as if they are wearing nothing underneath, giving people a strong visual temptation.

"This girl! Why don't you have a sense of self-protection at all, but there are more wolves and less meat in today's society, especially her top-grade who has both face and figure, and I don't know how many lewd men secretly covet it. ”

"Hurry up and go back to sleep, your sister Qing won't come over until tomorrow." Afraid that Zhong Qi'er would catch a cold, Chen Zilong hurriedly urged.

"Got it, good night uncle!" Zhong Qi'er was tossed by the day's events, and dropped a sentence and continued to go back to the room to sleep.

When Jin Kui went home at the beginning of the day, he specially greeted Chen Zilong, so Chen Zilong said so.

However, he also found a detail, that is, when Jin Kui was talking to him, Mo Chuqing no longer showed a look of disgust, which seemed to be a good sign.

Chen Zilong looked at his watch, it was already past eleven o'clock, but there were still a lot of pedestrians on the street outside, and the reason for this was because this street was home to some of the most well-known nightclubs and entertainment venues in the lower city.

For night owls, the real nightlife has only officially begun at this moment, and in these glittering places, they can put down all pretenses, awaken the numb heart, the arrogant soul.

Many beautiful female students in the nearby universities work part-time here, and it is even more common to be taken in a luxury car to open a house in the middle of the night.

There was once a rumor that a female student was favored and raised by a rich boy, and when the classmates at the same level were anxious to find a job, they drove a luxury car and lived in a villa. Of course, when you go out, don't forget to hold a poodle that symbolizes status.

It sounds ironic, but Chen Zilong understands that this is the reality, the reality of the fucking people who can't change it in their lifetimes.

Glancing at the Black Rose Bar diagonally across the hotel, Chen Zilong was about to close the door to rest.

But a girl at the door of the bar attracted Chen Zilong's attention, the girl had a bright appearance, an elegant temperament, and a kind of beauty that seemed to be incomprehensible to the world.

Such a girl is like a pure angel who has just descended from the earth, and no one can blaspheme.

But the girl was dressed as a standard night princess, with a short crop top, and tightened her coveted good figure.

The girl frowned, covering her abdomen with one hand and her mouth with the other, looking pained.

The most important thing is this girl, Chen Zilong not only knows her, but there has also been an intersection between them that is called a laughing stock.