When I returned home, it was still three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Li Yan was not there, the two children were at school, and Zhen Wen was taking a bath.

Pan An took a general look, then parked the car in the carport, and then walked downstairs.

The matter of the giant cannon is very troublesome, I can't think of it, I can't think of it, I've been thinking about it for a long time, it's not a question of trying hard or not, it's that the technology we know so far is not up to standard.

Pan An went to the kitchen to find some food, the food there was actually very good, but Pan An didn't want to eat much there.

Ham, pork, boiled beef cuts, fish, tomatoes, dried shrimp, chicken thighs......

There are a lot of things to eat, and the refrigerator at home is always full, and Zhen Wen and Pan An both like to fill the refrigerator.

While Pan An was looking for food, a lazy cat also squatted next to Pan An, looking curiously at the inside of the refrigerator.

What's this?

Suzi craned her neck to look inside, and she smelled the fishy smell of fish.

Pan An pinched out a small fat fish with a long thumb out of the refrigerator and threw it to Suzi, who quickly ran out with the fish in his mouth.

"Stupid cat. Pan An complained, supported a palm-sized piece of cooked beef on a plate, and went to the kitchen to adjust a small plate of sauce, which was enough to eat.

Sitting at the table, the beef cube in front of you is automatically heated up on the plate, and the heat slowly bubbles up.

Pan An thought about it, got up again and went to the kitchen to make a cup of soy milk with a soymilk machine.

The soybeans are heated by the flame and water vapor at the same time, and when they enter the soymilk machine, they become soft and rotate in the soymilk machine.

Pan An is already proficient in controlling magic power, and he regards this as spiritual power, that is, a small trick in the hands of some immortals.

Turn stones into gold, and turn peach pits into peach trees.

As lofty as it sounds, the role here in Pan An is to turn raw beef into mature beef, hot soy milk, hot coffee and the like.

Cutting a piece of the beef that had been heated from the plate with a knife and fork and putting it in his mouth, Pan An chewed the beef cube as he chewed it.

His legs are parted to both sides, and the sitting posture such as Erlang's legs has always been a sitting posture that Pan An does not like, and there is a sitting posture, Pan An teaches children like this, and he also demands himself like this.

And when you sit with your legs apart, it helps to breathe and doesn't cause pressure somewhere in your body.

In fact, if the current situation is not good for technology, the use of magic is similar, and if you embark on the road of magic, you should be able to obtain stronger means.

It's easy to say, but it's too cumbersome to do.

Now Pan An's path is basically stepping on the road opened by his predecessors, and in the eyes of the earthlings, he is the leader, but he is just using the technology of the steel hand.

Pan An borrowed modern technology, borrowed the scientific and technological system of the Lord of the Steel Emperor, and with the help of his own magic and special abilities, he saw things that others could not see, and it was these that made him widen the gap between him and the people of the earth.

Because he knows this relationship very well, Pan An doesn't like the praise and compliments of others at all.

Of course, even if he really opened up a path that no one had taken before, Pan An didn't like to be complimented and praised by others, and he didn't want his brain to be stolen after his death, or to be sliced and sliced.

The magic path lacks a guide, and it is too dangerous, and Pan An is really worried that he will be transported to another world by himself if he is not careful......

Just as he was thinking about things, he heard footsteps.

Pan An looked over, and after the sound of coming down the stairs came from the other side of the stairs, he knew who had come down.

Soon, a beautiful woman dressed in simple white clothes walked down.

Although Zhen Wen is forty-five or sixteen years old this year, there are many beautiful stars of this age on TV, for example, isn't there a girl named Jia Hewen who is forty-five or sixteen years old, some people are naturally beautiful, not to mention Zhen Wen, who has been taken care of by Pan An several times.

"You're back, why haven't you answered the phone for the past few days?"

When Zhen Wen saw Pan An coming back, she walked over and asked with concern.

Pan An continued to sit and eat, explaining: "I have encountered some things, and I will be very busy for a long time in the future, probably at the level of state secrets, and things at home may have to bother you." ”

Hearing that it was a state secret, Zhen Wen sat opposite Pan An with some worry, "How long will it take?"

"I'm not sure, it's a big thing anyway, if you encounter any small things at home, just call the police directly, someone can solve it, and you can buy a grocery store." Pan An smiled and joked.

Zhen Wen couldn't be happy, Pan An rarely joked, and now she must have encountered something big.

"Alas, Yanyan and I can't help you. Zhen Wen sighed, she always felt a little guilty about Pan An, feeling that the family had dragged Pan An down.

Pan An smiled kindly, "Don't say that, I'm just doing something I'm interested in, and this kind of thing is not troublesome." ”

"Alas......" Zhen Wen sighed again, and then reluctantly smiled, "Forget it, don't talk about this kind of thing, I went to do my hair on the weekend, do you think this color matches me?"

Today's Zhen Wen dyed her hair, and the color is a bit burgundy, which ordinary people can't control.

If the figure and temperament are not enough, it will give people the temperament of a hair salon girl, and this color itself is not very suitable for older women.

It's just that Zhen Wen is different, she is beautiful, she has a good figure, and her temperament can dress vulgar into elegant.

"Good figure, good looks, look good in everything. Pan An uses narration to praise people.

Zhen Wen knew that Pan An was saying beautiful things, but she was still happy, this is a woman!

In a happy mood, it was a lot more casual, Zhen Wen looked at the soy milk in front of Pan An, and took it unceremoniously, "Just finished taking a bath, drink a glass of milk to replenish water." ”

Pan An explained: "It's not milk, it's soy milk. ”

"Woo woo~" Zhen Wen had already raised her glass and drank, not caring about such a small thing at all.

When Zhen Wen raised her head and drank soy milk, Pan An was eating beef comfortably, and he rarely looked at women squarely.

Pan An, who was eating beef, soon saw Zhen Wen, who was gurgling and drinking a cup of soy milk, with a comfortable and happy expression and put the cup down.

Zhen Wen licked the soy milk on the side of her mouth, revealing a happy expression, "Thank you, do you want me to make you another cup of soy milk?"

"No, I don't. ”

Pan An was talking casually, and just now, a painting appeared in front of his eyes.

"I'll wait to go to the study to think about something, it's probably going to be late, and I'll trouble you for dinner, when Li Yan and the children come back, please explain it to me, don't disturb me for the time being." ”

Pan An is going to study the fifth form, which is not an attack, but a ...... It's too vulgar to say without the face......

One type, heaven and earth are useless, defensive posture, labor-saving posture, life posture

The second style, the hole is penetrating, the weakness is seen through, and the six senses are strengthened

Three postures, the earth is flat, and the hands and legs exert force to open up the body meridians

Four styles, earth show heavenly workmanship, magic

Five styles, the world in the pot

Watching the thunder descend into the world before did not belong to the one hundred and eight style, that was a move that Pan An had comprehended himself, and it had nothing to do with the one hundred and eight style.

Wu Tu is drowned, not worthy of the picture, not the kind of picture painted by Aoyama Ginji, it does not belong to the one hundred and eight style, even if the name is similar, no matter how awesome the effect is, it is also essentially different from the one hundred and eight style.

Pseudo-five styles, the heavens and the earth are destroyed, and the super offensive moves that lead to the cooperation of thunder.