Tang San was stunned for a moment and continued to watch.

"The store manager, in the name of the young ladies, will go around to deceive people, and there are some arrangements that are not good for Brother Shan. Promise me that Jun'er will take care of everything, and after this Cold Food Festival, Jun'er will promise to go home with Brother Shan....."

After reading the content of the chat message, Tang Shan's face suddenly showed a strong sense of joy. "Brother Shan promised you that he would not give them a chance!"

Although he was a little puzzled, after all, the reason here was a bit far-fetched, but out of trust in Jun'er, he didn't suspect anything.

Tang San quickly tapped on the keyboard, wrote what he wanted to say, and sent it out.

Wanhua Building.

In front of the window of a wing room on the painting boat clubhouse, Jun'er heard the news ringtone, quickly called the chat tool, took a closer look, and suddenly showed a trace of tenderness on his face, and then hurriedly deleted the message record.

Squeak ....

Suddenly, the door opened automatically, as if someone was pushing the door from outside, Jun'er was so frightened that she turned around suddenly, and pressed her chest in shock, staring at the door.

Calming down, she walked over, looked left and right, didn't find any movement, and stuck her head out to look in the corridor outside.

This is the dressing room in the clubhouse, because of Tangshan, she now has her own independent dressing room, and there is no one around, and the other sisters have gone up to receive guests. The hallway was empty, and there was no one.

Jun'er breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head back to the room, locked the door, and added a bolt.

She sat down at the dresser, picked up the comb, and gently brushed her hair. Whenever she is in a mood swing, combing her hair always calms her down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she picked up the comb, her color suddenly changed. I saw a line of words written on the wooden table under the comb with a black eyebrow pencil.

"You have to start the Cold Food Festival, don't forget your identity."

Jun'er bit her lower lip, and a look of struggle appeared in her eyes. After a moment's hesitation, she wrote a "yes" with her eyebrow pencil and then reached out to erase the handwriting, leaving only a black smudge.

Looking up again, she looked at her blurred face in the makeup mirror, and was a little stupid for a while.

She knew it was a warning, warning her not to do anything extra, but luckily the content of the message in the chat wasn't discovered.

"It's a pity..... I can't stay with Brother Shan anymore...."A trace of regret and determination flashed in her beautiful eyes.

The master is to collect the people who are born in the lunar month, and also to collect the people who are in the lunar year and the lunar month. And Tangshan is one of the goals, in order to get people, all unexpected preparations have been made. Just wait for her to ask him to come on the day of the Winter Food Festival.

But unconsciously, she slowly fell in love with the upright and bold Tangshan, worshipped, admired, and wanted to rely on and rely on.....

"Brother Shan.... Jun'er is so tired.... I'm so tired...."Jun'er gently touched her cheek, and a tear slipped silently down the corner of her eye.

......................

In an abandoned factory outside the city.

Boom!!

Bai Shixi turned around and slapped his palm, and suddenly smashed the thick stones behind him into pieces, and the stones that were arm long were broken apart and scattered on the ground.

Bang bang bang!!

Bai Shixi turned around quickly, and slammed the remaining stones hanging around him into pieces one by one. The gray stone powder slowly dispersed, and it was a little choking.

Bai Shixi slowly closed his strength, closed his palms, and stood still.

"My knife technique is enough, what I still lack is light footwork, and there are also distant hidden weapons that need to be made up, otherwise if the distance is far away, it will be troublesome to encounter a kite type opponent." Bai Shixi slowly calmed down the aura in his body, pondering in his heart.

"In addition, the Fantasy Gong has absorbed the strength of Zhou Yi's health maintenance exercises, and has been improved and qualitatively changed. If I were to do it on my own, it would take too much time, experience, and exploration, which is similar to the difficulty of creating martial arts, and it is impossible to do it alone. ”

After himself, he tried to make breakthroughs in other internal and external skills, but unfortunately it didn't work, and he ended up with injuries to the body meridians several times. And in repeated attempts, the results were completely different from what he expected.

"If you don't have enough rich battles, it seems that you can't improve your combat effectiveness." White Rock Creek knew it in his heart.

After finishing the work, Bai Shixi walked to the railing, took off his coat, towel and other things that were hanging, and wiped the sweat on his body with a towel.

"The aura has been raised to a bottleneck, it's time to try the actual combat drill." Bai Shixi thought about it, and in the past few months of coming to Boluo City, he has also secretly investigated and inquired about the situation in the city.

There are not many masters in Boluo City, because the federal army is powerful and has more control over idle people, so there are more masters here in the army and security personnel.

Among them, the most famous is the Golden Sword Journey. Compared with this person, the rest of them are just foils, but Cheng is already eighty-seven years old, and his three sons are all high-ranking officers in the army, so it is not easy to get close to asking for advice.

This was first excluded by White Rock Creek.

"Then it's the martial arts hall where the Eight Classics are opened and apprenticed. The second choice is a master from the veterans, who has lost his soul and holds the enemy. "Bai Shixi inquired about this person carefully, he was injured by the enemy on the battlefield, and he was forced to come to Boluo City with his wife and children, which can be regarded as incognito and away from right and wrong.

"Even if he is injured, he can still make a name for himself in Boluo City, and his subordinates are definitely not ordinary. And the strength is the same as mine, you can see it. ”

"Entering the martial arts gym to practice is too slow for me....." he thought about it, and he sighed.

If it weren't for Ren Quan's business, if he hadn't run into the painting boat again, he wouldn't have wanted to be in such a hurry, and he wouldn't have been so anxious to improve his strength.

After packing up his things and clothes, Bai Shixi ran all the way back to the main road of Boluo City, and entered the city along the main road. He decided to meet the veteran first, and lose his soul to the enemy.

Stopped a taxi, Bai Shixi sat in the car and ran around the city for a cup of tea, and then arrived at a remote neighborhood.

At the end of the block, there is a quaint gateway house with a mahogany plaque. This is the famous Longmen family. That is, the gym opened by Qiu Shiliang, the soul destroyer.

It just so happens that the door is open, and it's the time of day for everyone to experience a gym workout.

The crowd was noisy, crowded in the middle and followed into the venue, and saw a big red pillar square ring inside.

There is a middle-aged man with a white beard on the platform, who is playing a set of chain palm techniques, and there is a faint whistling in the air from time to time.

"Good!"

hit the wonderful place, and the crowds below were surging, and they all applauded.

Bai Shixi fixed his eyes and looked at the stage.

"This is the level of retired soldiers?" He was a little suspicious of his eyes, this man's palm skills were not bad, his speed and accuracy were good, but there was a slight lag in the joint. And there is a clear lack of strength, weakness and powerlessness. The sound of breaking the air is also a gimmick made up for by skill.

The most speechless thing was that Bai Shixi also heard someone on the side say: "Yesterday, Old Man Qiu set up the ring and invited all the masters of Boluo City to fight for the victory, and even the second upper beam of the Kappa Army was alarmed, and he came to fight with Old Man Qiu for a few moves. You don't know! In less than thirty moves, the second general was slapped on the chest, took a few steps back, and clenched his fists to admit defeat! ”

"Awesome! Worthy of a retired soldier! Extraordinary!"

"What is this, Qiu Shiliang has also defeated the owner of the Huale Martial Arts Pavilion before, the Qingyun Martial Arts Pavilion, the Immortal Reverse Martial Pavilion, and the Tianlu Martial Arts...."The other person couldn't help but show off. I've seen it all. No one can survive fifty moves under Old Man Qiu! ”

Suddenly, there was a burst of admiration all around.