Chapter Thirty-Eight: I Can't Do It

Early the next morning, Feng Bocheng yawned and looked away from the computer screen.

He looked at Qianru, who was sleeping on the kang opposite, and said to himself: "Not sleepy, not sleepy at all!" ”

Last night, he spent the whole night equipping Qianru, and he didn't sleep for a minute at all.

"Ahh

Feng Bocheng suddenly screamed, and then quickly covered his mouth, worried about waking up the sleeping Qianru.

In front of his eyes, Qin Heng was sitting cross-legged on the kang, his body was emitting hot steam smoke, this strange scene was extremely shocking to Feng Bocheng, but before he could continue to be surprised, Qin Heng's eyes suddenly opened, and a spiritual brilliance flashed in it.

"Comfortable!"

Qin Heng loosened the bones in his shoulder, glanced at Feng Bocheng and found that he had a shocked look on his face, and then he remembered that the scene just now should have been accidentally seen by Feng Bocheng.

In fact, it was just the steam produced by refining the alcohol in his body, and the concentration of alcohol contained in it was a lot, and if this mist was inhaled, it was estimated that it could get drunk to death in an instant.

"It's a pity, I don't have anything to hold this fog!"

Qin Heng sighed, he glanced at the snake ring on his finger, if he could urge this ring, he could catch this mist, but to urge this ring, he had to practice at least three levels of qi cultivation, he was still far behind.

Feng Bocheng on the side stood up in astonishment, walked up to Qin Heng, and felt the rich aroma of wine, he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, he didn't drink.

"Why did you smoke just now?" Feng Bocheng saw that Qin Heng was about to stand up after loosening his bones, and hurriedly asked curiously.

"Little thing, what time is it now, what time does the Nankong Martial Arts Hall open?"

Qin Heng did not answer Feng Bocheng's words positively, but asked.

"It's only half past seven, do you have something to do with the Nankong Martial Arts Hall? It basically doesn't open until nine o'clock! Feng Bocheng thought for a while and said.

"Well, that's fine, I'll go out for morning exercise first. By the way, your breath is very chaotic and your body is not energetic, go get six hours of sleep! Qin Heng glanced at Feng Bocheng, his divine sense was released, and he felt that the aura in Feng Bocheng's body was chaotic, and there were signs of weakness, and he understood that this was because he had not rested well.

"Aren't you drunk? How will I know I haven't slept! Feng Bocheng asked in surprise, this kid didn't move at all all night, it was too dark in the middle of the night, he didn't see Qin Heng sit up and meditate, but he was sure that Qin Heng hadn't opened his eyes.

Feng Bocheng was surprised, Qin Heng didn't pay attention to it, he just said to himself: "You are such a weak body!" ”

After speaking, he left the dormitory, leaving Feng Bocheng standing in place with some embarrassment, but Feng Bocheng obediently walked to his kang.

After more than an hour of morning exercise, after testing, Qin Heng felt that his physical fitness was three points stronger than before, and he understood that this was the training effect of Xuanwu Turtle Soup. I went back to the dormitory, took a hot shower, changed my clothes, saw Qianru playing a game, and after saying hello to her, I walked in the direction of the Nankong Martial Arts Hall.

The Nankong Martial Arts Hall was not very far from Heiji High School, only a few streets away, and at this time, most of the shops selling breakfast were already crowded with all kinds of people, Qin Heng squeezed in and bought two snow-white crystal steamed cakes, spending ten yuan.

Walking all the way forward, Qin Heng was not worried that he would admit the wrong way, because there were two male students in training clothes in front of him wearing snow-white exercises carved with the word Nankong, they chatted with each other about the confusion of yesterday's martial arts practice, Qin Heng quietly followed behind the two, and after eating the crystal steamed cake in his hand, he arrived at the gate of the Nankong Martial Arts Hall.

"Is this the Nankong Martial Arts Hall?" Qin Heng looked at the four-meter-wide silver gate and couldn't help but feel that there was a lot of money, there was an endless stream of students, there were men and women, some came to soak in female students, and some really wanted to come over to learn real skills.

The flow of people converged in a river, and dozens of people poured into it, Qin Heng only made a conservative estimate, I am afraid that the number of students will exceed two or three thousand.

Qin Heng walked in with the crowd, but he was wearing a black tight-fitting casual suit, which was slightly conspicuous among this group of students in snow-white practice uniforms.

Just entered the door.

"Hello, sir, is there anything I can do to help you?" A man with a red booklet on his arm walked up to Qin Heng and asked politely, if these newcomers who came in joined the martial arts hall, he could also get a commission.

"Are you looking for a martial arts instructor here?" Qin Heng looked at this kind man and said his intention directly.

"Yes, may I ask if your elders are interested in the position of instructor of our Nankong Martial Arts Academy?" The man in his early twenties asked with a smile on his face.

"No, it's me who is interested in your martial arts instructor!" Qin Heng said unhurriedly.

"What? You're here to make trouble, aren't you? The man asked with an ugly face, looking at the kid in front of him with a childish look on his face, some of them couldn't help but curse after all: "Neurotic!" ”

After the roster man finished scolding, he planned to leave to the side, but his voice was a little loud, and it was heard in the ears of some students next to him, which made many people look at Qin Heng, and everyone stopped their pace and blocked his way, so that he did not leave smoothly.

"You're insane!" Qin Heng replied without hesitation.

"You're looking for death, aren't you?" The man scolded angrily, turned around and picked up his right hand and was about to give Qin Heng a slap, but before he could fully come out.

A man with dyed yellow hair next to him suddenly burst out, he hugged the man's right hand with one hand, and smiled at the man: "Senior brother, don't be angry, he forgot to take medicine when he went out, I'll help you clean him up!" ”

The yellow-haired man's words were not loud, but they were completely listened to by Qin Heng, which made Qin Heng a little puzzled what this Cheng Yanjin wanted to do.

"Humph!"

The man with the booklet snorted coldly with some disdain, which made Qin Heng almost unable to resist slapping him.

The yellow-headed man looked at Qin Heng, approached Qin Heng and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them.

"Dude, Ren Xian asked me to come to you, something big happened to him!" The yellow-headed boy's voice came into Qin Heng's ears, causing him to frown suddenly. Huang Mao saw Qin Heng's expression and nodded, knowing that this was really what Ren Xian Gongzi said, this eldest brother was concerned about his affairs, and then nodded and continued: "Let's go over there and talk!" ”

"Lead the way!"

Qin Heng replied calmly.

Huang Mao took Qin Heng to the No. 2 lounge on the third floor, where there were a lot of tables, and there were only a few people eating breakfast at this time.

Huang Mao handed Qin Heng a bottle of milk, and opened a bottle himself.

"What's going on?"

Qin Heng didn't drink greedily, but looked at Huang Mao and asked directly.

"Things have to start with you, Ren Xian offended Qiu Bo at that time, he knew that things would not be so easy to solve, in order to avoid your eldest brother being threatened, so he could only ask his father Ren Boqi for help, but when he told his father everything, things were not as Ren Xian imagined." Huang Mao took a sip of milk when he said this, as if he sighed a little.

"Ren Boqi took his son in front of Qiu Haisheng, directly injured him, and then told Qiu Haisheng that he would never cause trouble!" Huang Mao sighed, and with a somewhat sad look, he briefly said the rest of the matter.

"What? Beat his son to a serious injury? Qin Heng's eyes widened, he never thought that Ren Boqi, as a biological father, would treat his son so cruelly.

"Actually, Ren Boqi can't be blamed for this matter, he is thinking about his son, even he can't afford to provoke this matter, of course, even if he can afford it, it will damage the family, so he decisively and forcefully took the blame!" Huang Mao thought about it, although he was also a little annoyed, but he could only explain it this way.

"Fart, what can't be provoked, he's discarding the relationship!" Qin Heng scolded angrily. Obviously, there is a complete contempt for Ren Boqi's approach.

"But this is how things are resolved, Qiu Haisheng promised not to have any conflicts with the Ren family!" Huang Mao looked at Qin Heng and said.

"Damn, what did Ren Xian have to say to me?" Qin Heng sighed in his heart, although this Ren Xian is very arrogant, but he is still a good person, he is not familiar with himself, he can take things on his body, if he can help, he can also help.

"Brother Ren is a little pity that he can't help you, he has been recuperating at home recently, let me come over and say sorry to you, and this matter has not been resolved, let you be careful of Qiu Haisheng, that person is not simple!" Huang Mao said to Qin Heng.

"Careful? Well, I appreciate his kindness! Qin Heng nodded, and didn't explain anything, this is indeed the case, if it weren't for the criminal police investigating the last incident of Zhang Mi, this invisibly suppressed Qiu Haisheng, making him dare not be so blatant, otherwise he would have been retaliated against.

"Brother Qin, Brother Ren also asked me to bring you a word! I just don't know whether to talk about it or not! The yellow-haired man suddenly snapped.

"It doesn't hurt to say it!"

Qin Heng nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"Leave Jiangdong City, the police can't suppress Qiu Haisheng for too long, as long as this period of time passes, Qiu Haisheng will definitely make trouble for you!" Huang Mao said solemnly.

"Huh?" Qin Heng felt the fear between Huang Mao's words.

Huang Mao hesitated for a moment, and took out a thick package of paper from his arms.

"Here's 200,000 in cash! Leave Jiangdong City and find a safe city life, Ren Shao asked me to bring it to you! Huang Mao pushed the paper package in front of Qin Heng.

Qin Heng frowned, opened the corners of some packages with his fingers, and found that there were thick stacks of red tickets inside.

Is Qiu Haisheng really so terrifying?