The director waited for the little security officer to continue.

"A lot of the information about Hu Lang is either missing or vague. What can be found now is that he moved to Shencheng from other places when he was three years old, and has been living with his aunt's family ever since. Nothing can be found about him before he was three years old. I also investigated his aunt Zhao Yunlei, and she has no sisters at all. This situation is more interesting......"

The director looked contemplative, looked up for a while and said, "I'll go talk to him!"

At this time, Hu Lang had already been thrown into the interrogation room. The security guards interrogated and interrogated him and didn't come up with useful information, so they were unwilling to let him go, so they threw him into the interrogation room. It doesn't matter as long as it's not more than 24 hours.

The business of the Hou Wen Room is very good, and there are already more than a dozen guys in it. Seeing Hu Lang come in, he stopped chatting and looked at him.

Hu Lang was not afraid of other people's eyes, so he found a corner to sit down, this seat was suddenly a lot more comfortable, if only he could come to a bed, it would be perfect. The body has not recovered well, can sit or stand, can lie down or not. It's a pity that on the only long and wide chair in the waiting room, there is already a small-eyed man.

Hu Lang closed his eyes as soon as he sat down. Pinched the finger and sensed it, and found that the dantian really had a bean-sized breath beating slightly. Hu Lang thought to himself: This Ouyang Bo is not serious, but the implementation of the "Lei Feng Spirit" is still in place! It's just ...... Why is it so slamming the door, can't make the vitality mass bigger?

As everyone knows, this vitality was forcibly scavenged by Ouyang Bo with his own cultivation and returned to the dantian after being tempered, Hu Lang is an ordinary person who has not strengthened his vitality, which is like squeezing water from the sand, which is difficult and ineffective. In addition, it is too difficult to invade the other party's body with aura to do things. is such a bean-sized vitality mass, which has already tossed Ouyang Bo to the point of kidney deficiency.

Hu Lang savored the words of Ouyang Bodian before, and after pondering it in combination with the refining techniques taught by Dean Jia, he began to mobilize his vitality with his mind to rush into the twelve canons, and the cultivation of aura pays attention to the strengthening of the meridians, so this step is essential. But after rushing for a while, Hu Lang suddenly found that this vitality is too little and not enough! It seems that it is necessary to lay a good foundation first and refine the vitality into a true element!

However, this is not a big deal, it is not enough to go through the twelve serious paths at the same time, you can go one by one! This is called concentrating superior forces to attack each one! Anyway, I am stuck here at this time, and I am idle when I am idle. Just do it, after a week of running vitality, Hu Lang found that he was suddenly refreshed. At the same time, there was a strange aura in the dantian, and it gradually expanded! Soon, the lower abdomen began to swell!

Hu Lang didn't figure out the situation for a while, this ...... Anyway, I haven't been to boo for a long time, right?

Soon he found out that this was not the case! The strange aura began to expand rapidly! No kind of urine can have such a speed!

Hu Lang was taken aback, if he swelled like this, wouldn't it explode Lao Tzu's kidneys? As soon as he thought that his kidneys had not played any other role except urine, Hu Lang couldn't help but panic: Cultivating a hairy hair, it is important to protect the kidneys!

Wherever the breath went, there was a sudden sour numbness, and Hu Lang couldn't help but moan~ groan. They all said that they couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and sure enough, they were right! After a while, the strange breath began to spread joy everywhere like a donkey taking off the trap, and Hu Lang secretly said bitterly! Desperately stabilized his mind and drove back little by little.

Don't look at Hu Lang sitting on the ground like a bunker at this moment, but his body is like being burned, and his breath is everywhere. At first, it was just a little sour when the breath passed through the acupoints, and then it was the sour numbness of the entire meridian.

In other words, is this the case when everyone cultivates Reiki? Hu Lang was thinking wildly for a while, but his breath showed signs of turning around. As the breath rushed through Ren Du's second vein, Hu Lang let out a long moan~ moan, this sour, really special day!

"Hey, boy, what are you doing?" a pimple-faced guy walked over and kicked Hu Lang.

"Practice!" Hu Lang opened his eyes and closed his eyes again.

"Poof-" The other party was happy all of a sudden, "what are you practicing? Why do you still have sound effects?"

"Go, go, hate, don't bother me!" Hu Lang whined in his mouth, but his breath did not stop. At this time, he suddenly had an idea, could this strange aura be given to him by Ouyang Bodu? Thinking of this, Hu Lang began to combine the sequence of refining the Qing Jue's veins and control the aura. I couldn't help but be overjoyed after trying it, Uncle Ouyang was righteous, and he really sent a lot of aura to Lao Tzu!

It feels like a beggar suddenly picking up a bunch of RMB!

Ouyang Bo is still reliable, since he can't take Hu Lang out of the Security Bureau, then he has to leave him some capital for self-protection! The Security Bureau himself has come in, and he has also stayed in the waiting room a few times, so he knows the routines inside. With Hu Lang's little chick figure, it's easy to suffer if you don't rely on it!

When the pimple saw the young man in front of him suddenly show a weird smile, he couldn't help but be angry: "What do you mean?" He thought Hu Lang was laughing at himself. That's right, it's just laughing at yourself, and you especially close your eyes and laugh, is Lao Tzu air?

Hu Lang was excited for a while, and suddenly fell silent, how could he have a strange feeling, as if there was something wrong! Where? Thinking back to the accusations made by everyone in the security booth against Ouyang Bo, Hu Lang suddenly tightened his chrysanthemum, shouldn't this old man really do something to himself? Could this wave of commotion be to make up for Lao Tzu's loss of virginity?

, I can't think about it!

The pimple waited for a long time, and saw that Hu Lang didn't care about himself, but the expression on his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he couldn't help but be angry: "I'm an immortal, and you have a long face!"

Hu Lang dodged his head. The pimple made eight or nine points of force, and a slap in the air couldn't help but turn around half a circle. There was a mocking laugh from the waiting room.

The pimple was stunned for a moment, and then quickly raised his foot in anger and kicked at Hu Lang! With so many people watching, we can't lose the molecule! As a hooligan, we must have the dignity of a hooligan!

Hu Lang looked at the other party's big soles and suddenly panicked. Instinctively raised his elbow to block, but after raising his elbow, he opened his five fingers in a ghostly way, grabbed and pulled and sent, and the pimple flew out immediately, stumbled and fell to the long chair, and smashed the small-eyed man lying on it and bowed up like a shrimp.

The little eyes covered the crotch of his pants, and his face was like Guan Gong, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "...... The eggs hurt so much......"

Hu Lang was stunned after throwing the pimples out. The moment he grabbed it just now was when the aura traveled to his hands and feet. With the other party's more than 100 pounds, if he didn't rely on aura, how could he throw people out? Even the slap just now may not be able to avoid it!

"That...... I'm sorry, I didn't practice my kung fu well!" Hu Lang showed an apologetic expression. The first time I used Reiki, I couldn't control the weight, it was indeed my own kung fu that I didn't practice well!

But this is very unpleasant to the ears of pimples. your uncle, hit it, and it's so sarcastic!

The little eyes are the head of this group of people, and they are holding their crotch with a painful face at the moment. When the others saw this, they quickly expressed their concern for the boss.

Although Hu Lang shook off the pimples with one move, looking at his thin and weak appearance, the hooligans only thought that the pimples were careless for a while. So they are all eager to try to get justice for the boss's eggs.

The little eyes gritted their teeth: "Give it to me...... Protrude...... Pouting him...... Oops...... My eggs ......!"

"Pout him!"

"Pout him!"

The security officer on duty had already gone outside to chat with his colleagues about multiplayer sports and time management, and he was chatting enthusiastically. This is a good time to pout. These hooligans fight and brawl as commonplace, and they go to the Security Bureau to follow up with their own family. It's normal to beat people in this kind of place, just hit if you like, don't go too far!

"Little rabbit cub, look at me back your drifting fist!" A hooligan took the lead in attacking, rushing over and punching Hu Lang's face.

Then I only heard a muffled sound of "bang", and then a scream like a pig!