Enjoy the forest arts, box 7.

There is a storm in the box, and there may not be peace outside.

There were two men standing at the door of the box, one was wearing a black suit without a tie, and even wore a pair of sunglasses, standing respectfully at the door of the box, his hands were naturally crossed behind his back.

A man with a flat head, a serious expression, a tough temperament, and an extremely tough and solid man.

The man stood two steps away from the box door, this distance allowed him to detect the noise in the box at the first time and react as quickly as possible, his legs were just parallel to his shoulders, and his seemingly straight body was actually slightly bent at the knees, which was obviously a look of poised to go.

Opposite the serious man in this suit, there is also a young man who has been a lot of people in comparison, with a handsome face, dressed in casual clothes, but the height is one or two points taller than the serious man, at this time he is standing opposite the serious man, with his back against the wall, a cigarette in his hand, squinting his eyes and looking at the man opposite, there are not many unfathomable or carnivore eyes depicted in movies and novels, full of calm.

This young man's name is Mohe.

He is naturally here to protect Zhao Huchen, Zhao Huchen's body is very weak now, and he is afraid that he is even worse than ordinary people if he really encounters something, so the main task of Mohe during this time is to follow Zhao Huchen as a personal bodyguard.

Mohe gently spat out a smoke arrow, and the smoke blew across the corridor on the face of the man opposite, the man's eyes hidden behind his sunglasses could not see joy and anger, but his body did not move, and even the muscles on his face did not tremble, and he seemed to be unmoved at all.

Mohe also guessed that this man with a very military style should be the bodyguard of the woman inside, and the reason for standing here is the same as him, to protect the people inside.

Although he was interested in the man in front of him, but Mohe teased a few times and stopped when he saw the other party's indifferent appearance, he was not bored enough to see a person who seemed to be quite strong, so he rushed up with his itchy hands and fought with others to be comfortable, although he did not resist fighting, but this does not mean that he is a combative maniac, at this time, I am more afraid that it is more to carefully figure out the thoughts of the man opposite at this time, after following Zhao Huchen, Mohe has seen more people than in the previous twenty years combined, of course, this more is not a large number, It's a classification of quality, indeed, compared with people like Su Meiniang and Yang Ting, it's also a very difficult thing for others to just think about it.

If Zhao Huchen is a bone that was thrown into the big pot of soup in Mingzhu, and while exerting the bone fragrance, he is absorbing more of the essence of this pot of broth, then Mohe is a small piece of bone marrow adsorbed on this bone, which is cooked and absorbed together with the bone.

in the room.

There was silence for a moment.

The woman never waited for Zhao Huchen's statement, did not say yes or disagree, this elusiveness made the woman who had experienced many people and things feel tricky.

This woman is very attractive, no matter what way you look at it, this woman is the kind of bed stunner who has the ability to arouse the most primitive impulses of men, and Zhao Huchen, a woman who has a lot to do with the word Mei, knows a lot, Xuemo, who can be called a goblin, Su Meiniang, who is so charming that people are short of breath, and even the delicate and delicate Yang Caiwei and her mother, and the woman in front of her, it is not very appropriate to say that it is charming, Zhao Huchen searched all the words in his mind, and finally found a word, scratch.

Fox scratching.

The pair of soft bulging bags on the chest, a well-cut black professional skirt, the worst thing is the slender legs of this woman wearing black stockings, Zhao Huchen has never understood why some men have a soft spot for stockings, Zhao Huchen now understands, looking at the woman in front of him from the dying-inducing calf curve to the plump thighs, the black stockings seem to make people's eyes feel the kind of slippery and rich touch, a woman who can kill a man with her legs, Zhao Huchen made an evaluation.

The woman was not surprised to notice that Zhao Huchen's eyes were full of ** from the male surname to the female when he was in estrus, and her heart jumped, and the woman's eyes suddenly became cold.

"A condition? Of course, the conditions can be opened, but are you sure that you are willing to pay anything? Zhao Huchen's mouth opened and said to the woman, his expression was harmless to humans and animals, the woman's cold expression did not make him feel much frustration, in fact, he was just tempted by Su Meiniang and teased him fiercely, and now his mind is full of pictures of two meat worms rolling on the bed that makes people's blood swell.

The woman didn't speak, picked up the teacup that was already cold in her hand, lowered her head and sang herbal tea with her lips, she hinted at Zhao Huchen to continue, not noticing the dangerous light in Zhao Huchen's eyes.

"You give me a night, and I don't ask if your nephew is dead or alive, or if he is gone." Zhao Huchen hehe, hehe, picked up the empty glass next to him, and put it in his hand to play.

The woman's action of drinking tea came to an abrupt halt.

From childhood to adulthood, even the people who had a crush on her in their bones to the point of dying and living were honest in front of her, and they looked more upright than a decent gentleman, and more than Yanagishita Hui, how could anyone ever say in front of her that you would play with me for a night!?

The woman's anger is certainly justified.

Before she got married, she was the pearl of the palm of the Zhang family in Zhongtian, and the nickname of Miss Mingzhu was not called in vain, even if she was a bastard beast in front of her, she would honestly manage the thing in her crotch, and after she got married, she was the eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Wu family in Guangzhou, and the young grandmother. No matter how weak her husband is, it is useless, but the eldest grandson of the Wu family has the golden sign of the Wu family, who dares to say such things to her?

But now, in front of Zhao Huchen, a complete farmer and a farmer in estrus, she heard it.

After decades of cultivation and hard work, she forcibly held back the pounding temples and did not go crazy on the spot, but the woman's expression was cold enough, the teacup in her hand slammed on the table, the woman suddenly got up, and said coldly: "It seems that there is no need for us to continue talking." ”

The sound of the touch obviously touched the nerves of many people.

The door of the box was slammed open, and a bodyguard in a suit appeared at the door, glanced at the boxing ring for the first time, noticed the flushed face of the woman, and the bodyguard walked towards Zhao Huchen step by step.

Zhao Huchen was still sitting in his place, calm and relaxed.

"Use force?" Zhao Huchen looked at the visually striking man with interest, and turned his head to the silent woman.

The woman didn't seem to hear, the bodyguards she brought were not ordinary people, before coming to Mingzhu, she thought that she would go to the old man to ask for someone who had a guarantee, it was said that he was in the capital to be a bodyguard for those old people who really held the lifeblood of the country, and then after he retired, he was asked for a few by the Guangzhou side, and this man was one of them.

If the woman doesn't say anything about this matter, no one will know, and she doesn't plan to say that if her bodyguard can take down Zhao Huchen, then she can't say that she has some confidence in front of Yang Ting, so she won't be so embarrassed and passive, and it doesn't hurt if she takes 10,000 steps back, and it doesn't hurt to fail, and the woman doesn't think that Yang Ting or Zhao Huchen dare to put the Wu family behind her.

Before Zhao Huchen moved, at the door, Mohe walked out behind the man.

The sound of Mohe's movement was not loud, but the ground was paved with authentic wooden planks, and the footsteps were loud and crisp, and the man walking in front obviously realized that the guy behind him who had provoked outside was the one who had to be solved, and turned around sharply and grabbed Mohe's shoulder with his fingers in a strange shape extremely familiarly.

Now in the [***] team training in the military boxing is roughly a combination of small grappling, big grappling, loose hands, Hong boxing and other common but not necessarily easy to master martial arts, and these are just the basics, if you go deeper, it is possible to come into contact with Tan Leg or Baji this deeper level of martial arts, when Zhao Huchen's grandfather taught him martial arts, he mentioned that China's land is vast and rich, don't think that you know something others don't understand, and some others won't think that you are the first in the world, Not to mention how serious the consequences of this mentality will be if it kicks the real iron plate, in the eyes of those real masters who are too lazy to compete with others for fame and fortune, these are all clowns who jump off the beam, and they only add to the laughing stock.

The man in front of him took out his hand, and it was an authentic little grapple.

The so-called grab, pay attention to a hand to grab the fast and slow skills, obviously the man who is good at this way shoots very fast, and the aiming point is also very ruthless, impartial, it is just the left shoulder of Mohe, if it is not left-handed, the left side of the human body is roughly more difficult to control than the right side, once the man's fingers hook Mohe's shoulder, it is difficult to break free, and even Zhao Huchen has guessed that the man's plan is to first grab Mohe's shoulder and then hit the hole, that is, the male tiger once the death hole is hit, it will be soft to the ground, Zhao Huchen may not be able to see what Mohe can see, but Zhao Huchen is at best a rookie with strong theory and practical waste wood in this regard, and Zhao Laoji, who is not willing to teach him a little martial arts at all, has always allowed him to crawl and roll on the mountain, and practice his skills under the sharp teeth of those animal masters.

But Mohe is not, Mohe and Zhao Huchen are the opposite, Mohe's theory is almost zero, but the actual combat is outrageously powerful.

The Huaxia arsenal has the first Tai Chi in Wenquan.

Everyone in the world knows Yang-style Tai Chi but few people go to Chen's Tai Chi, but only people who have really been in contact with Tai Chi know that Chen Tai Chi is the ancestor of Tai Chi, compared to Yang Tai Chi, Chen's Tai Chi is more obscure and difficult to learn, and now the old people on the street are all Yang Tai Chi, because Chen's Tai Chi routines are not suitable for ordinary people to practice, and it is indeed the ancestor of today's Tai Chi.

Mo He didn't dodge or dodge, and when the man's fingertips clasped his shoulders, Mo He's left side of his body shook as if he had been struck by lightning, and the man's rather fiery grappling hand was actually gone.

With a muffled snort, the man's body retreated three steps, and his fingertips were numb, this trembling not only did not make the man feel a little soft and gentle that Tai Chi should have, but it was more domineering than Bajiquan, which was the internal strength.

Mohe's body bullied forward, one leg slipped into the man's crotch, the man was startled, his body suddenly came sideways, the knee of his left leg was bent, hooking Mohe to bully the knee of the leg between his legs and kneeling to the ground, Mohe was not in a hurry, his fingers were flexed and stretched, and he shot out like a gallop, and the man had no time to retreat, and his index finger flicked the man's Adam's apple.

The man's eyes were dark, and he only felt that the trachea and esophagus in his throat were tangled together, and the tightness in his chest and the feeling of vomiting made his body lose its previous incomparable strength, and before it was soft, Mohe had already grabbed his body and smashed it against the round table in the middle of the room.

There was a loud bang, and no matter how strong the round table was, it couldn't withstand the body of the one hundred and eighty pound man falling down, and the broken sawdust was scattered all over the ground, and the suit on the body of the man in the torn suit was rolling inside.

There are not so many tricks between the two, and they are judged by three or two.

It was almost there, and the woman who originally thought that even if she didn't have the chance to win, she could at least remain undefeated, but she knew how powerful this man was, and under the effect of this pre-known foundation, her eyes when she looked at Mohe were even more weird, and together, looking at Zhao Huchen, who had stood up and stood aside at some point, with a good look on his face, was also much uglier.

The man who had been repaired by three or two strokes stood up from the ground, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that he was definitely not Mohe's opponent.

The man was still in front of the woman, the sunglasses on his face were gone, and he was panting in embarrassment, ready to fight desperately.

"Don't worry, we didn't mean to hurt her." Zhao Huchen appeared and stepped forward, smiling harmlessly.

Mohe looked calm, walked behind Zhao Huchen and stood, of course the bodyguard man was not strong, but he was stronger.

"Stand in the back." The woman said calmly, this embarrassing situation is clearly in place right now, if she still holds on to that shelf, it is just a joke, and she can afford to put it down.

When the bodyguard heard this, he didn't show an expression of joy and escape, nor did he feel so guilty that he wanted to die, he stood behind the woman as if nothing had happened, staring at Zhao Huchen firmly.

Zhao Huchen approached with his hands behind his back, and kept approaching, and the woman stood still in place.

Zhao Huchen walked in front of the woman, and the woman's plump chest was almost touching Zhao Huchen's chest, and he stopped.

The woman's eyes were sharp and cold, staring at Zhao Huchen as if she were looking at a dead person.

Zhao Huchen leaned over, sniffed a woman's incense fiercely between the woman's neck, chuckled and whispered: "My conditions will never change, how about it, think about it?" It's just one night, and a lot of meat, and you can get your nephew back, and no one knows. ”

(To be continued)