Yan Murong was woken up by a call from Teng Zhan, hung up the phone, looked at the time on the phone, and it was only the beginning of the morning, and the sky was already bright.

After sleeping for a while, Yan Murong yawned, and thought to himself, he tossed in the airport police room for more than an hour last night, signed, and paid a fine of five hundred yuan, and then took the old man back to his newly bought West Lake Garden villa - Huh? Old man?

Yan Murong jumped up from a carp on the bed, and quickly ran into the bathroom to wash, feeling extremely ashamed in his heart—the old man who cured his strange disease, saved his life, and taught himself a peerless medical skill, although obscene, but worthy of respect, he actually forgot about him.

Yan Murong felt that he had been corrupted by this society where interests were in charge and beauty was supreme, and he was no longer the pure, detached from the low-level fun he used to be, and when he raised his hand, Yan Murong wanted to slap himself in the mouth for forgetting the old man, and lifted it up, just went down, lifted it up again, and put it down again.

"Hey, it's a pity that such a handsome face is broken." Yan Murong sighed, but he couldn't do it. Let's save up and fight others.

After tidying himself up, Yan Murong came to the old man's room, the door was wide open, and the bedding was scattered on the bed, but the old man was gone.

I searched the house, but I didn't see the old man. Yan Murong thought, could it be that this old man went to a park on the side of the street to play Tai Chi to seduce the old lady?

Before this thought could fully spread in his head, he saw that in the courtyard outside the window, the old man was still wearing that robe, and he was playing Tai Chi in style.

The old man's Tai Chi is different from the gym-oriented aunts and uncles in the park. They focus on fitness, and they play slowly, but the old man's Tai Chi is dazzling, looking more fierce than Baji, but it is just and soft - his Tai Chi is used to kill people at critical times.

"Old man, this is Su Hang, you know, it's not your ravine." Yan Murong said angrily. "It's good to do Tai Chi in the yard in the future, but don't run around, you can't find it if you get lost, you know-I'm."

Before Yan Murong finished speaking, the old man five meters away from him arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, and an arm wrapped around Yan Murong's arm like a spiritual snake.

This old man doesn't let people live in peace in the morning.

Yan Murong said a word in his heart, and his movements were not slow. In the past, he used to fight like this with the old man. I haven't fought for a long time, and I still miss it a little.

Yan Murong's arm shook the old man's wrapped arm, and the figure flickered, his five fingers became claws, and a small grappling hand buckled to the old man's shoulder.

What a shame it would be if the master was so easily restrained by the apprentice. Therefore, the old man slid to the side with a sliding step, making Yan Murong's grappling hand fall short, and before Yan Murong could withdraw his hand, the most ferocious sticker in the Eight Poles Circle came up.

Yan Murong didn't panic, he spread his arms, jumped backwards, and kicked the old man's body with one foot, the old man also reacted very quickly, and the figure that collided almost stopped with a pause that violated the principles of the house, and then formed a cone with his five fingers and attacked the soles of Yan Murong's feet.

Yan Murong was in the air, the old man's speed was too fast, he didn't have time to make changes, there was a pain on the soles of his feet, and the person also flew out upside down, and quickly fell down with a thousand catties, and the numb soles of his feet were shocked on the ground, and his palms turned into a pair of sharp claws, attacking the old man, the attack was fierce, and the claws were windy.

The old man dodged left and right, and after blocking Yan Murong's fierce claws with a side kick, his arm was like two spirit snakes again, quickly wrapping around Yan Murong's claws.

The old man changed his moves too quickly, Yan Murong was entangled by the old man, and before he had time to get out, he was kicked firmly in the chest, and the whole person flew backwards and fell to the ground, making a muffled sound, which made people feel pain when they heard it.

Dead old man, start - oh no, it's that the foot is still so heavy, Yan Murong's chest was stuffy, and he didn't want to get up when he lay on the ground, and then, his eyes went dark.

Don't get me wrong, although the pain of being kicked by the old man in the chest, and the blood in the internal organs is surging, it is not enough to faint. It's just that as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that he was above - the crotch of his pants?

Damn, whom?

Yan Murong was suddenly unhappy in his heart, and when he looked up again, he saw Teng Zhan standing there with a strange face, looking down at him.

Damn, it's a shame.

Yan Murong wailed in his heart, quickly got up from the ground, and lay on the ground looking at the crotch of his father-in-law's pants, which was really not very suitable.

"Uncle, come so early? Seen them all? Yan Murong smiled awkwardly.

"See." Teng Zhan looked at the old man who was standing with his hands and looked at him, and then at Yan Murong who had a footprint on his chest in his sportswear, and his face was even more weird.

This person who looks about the same age as himself is Yan Murong's master? However, why did this master and apprentice fight so fiercely early in the morning? Look at that kick, it's like the two of them have some hatred for killing their fathers and taking their wives.

Indeed, the old man's attack was so light and heavy, every time he beat Yan Murong half to death, and didn't let him die, this is what makes Yan Murong the most depressed.

Just now, when the old man suddenly took a Tai Chi step and wrapped around his arm, Yan Murong used the unloading force in Baji Boxing, and his shoulder shook violently, shaking the old man's arm open, but the old man was not weak, and he came over with a mountain leaning.

Then, Yan Murong used the crane shape in the Five Fowl Drama to jump into the air, and while his body retreated, one foot also attacked.

He used a crane shape, and the old man also used a crane shape, and his five fingers hit the soles of Yan Murong's feet in a cone, and then, Yan Murong fell to the ground with a thousand catties, and the fierce and fierce tiger shape came out.

The crane is light and agile, the tiger is fierce, but the old man's last move, the white ape hanging on the tree, made Yan Murong suffer a big loss, causing him to fly out directly upside down and fall to the ground, and watched the old man's crotch for free.

In less than half a minute, the old and the young fought more than a dozen moves, and the fist path also changed with the attack, which was simply dazzling to watch, just like watching the duel between the two masters on the top of Huashan on a full moon night in the movie - but then again, these two people are indeed masters, at least Teng Zhan thinks so. He also has the habit of getting up in the morning to play Tai Chi, but compared with the confrontation between the two just now, he feels that his Tai Chi is simply the number of ways to cut a watermelon-a big watermelon, cut it in half with one cut-a-half, half for you and half for me-Yan Murong patted the footprints on his chest, glanced at the old man fiercely, and then introduced the two to each other.

So, Teng Zhan was embarrassed, looking at the old man in front of him who was about the same age as himself, or even younger than himself, he didn't know what to call for a while.