On Wednesday morning, the wind in Cannes was mild and pleasant, and Lou Cheng jogged around the block, occasionally glancing up at the webbed cameras, knowing that Smith and other agents were watching him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, he could detect the devices, and he could also detect whether the cameras were aimed at him, but he could not confirm whether they were normally turned to a similar angle, or whether they were deliberately staring at this side, and it was impossible to reverse sense the hidden location of Smith and the others.

This is the difference between martial arts and modern technology.

Nothing in the world is omnipotent!

Unfortunately, I also wanted to deliberately knock on their car window and say "hello" to scare people...... Lou Cheng was full of mischief feelings, and it was difficult to relax.

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On the next street, Smith, who had changed cars, was drinking coffee, nibbling on a burger and stuffing his stomach, while his subordinates stared intently at the surveillance screen.

After looking at it for a while, the young man with pale yellow and sparse hair smiled casually:

"Boss, the target only saw the famous criminals and cases in Cannes at noon yesterday, and the 'butcher' was planted in the afternoon, if you hadn't been staring at him, I would have suspected that he would be the 'delivery man', and he went specifically to challenge Joseph and let Cole pick up a bargain. ”

He wanted to learn from Smith's expressions of "cut" and "learn", but he couldn't remember the strange pronunciation.

Smith quietly drank the remnants of his coffee and replied with a smile: "Judging from the target's information in the last month, he may be able to win against Joseph, but he can't subdue him, and he can't even do much damage." ”

"I think so too. The young man touched his thinning hair and muttered casually, "Have you heard that Huaguo has a powerful hair growth lotion?"

Smith took the opportunity to change the subject, and there was no weakness in his heart.

He hacked into a company last night and "optimized" the search results: when looking for information about the victim Shanny, her boyfriend's part was placed far back and far behind, and the corresponding photo was also tampered with and deleted - a full five years later, and most people's memories of this have long faded, and it is difficult to remember an insignificant little person in the case.

And as long as the relationship between Smith and Sunny is not discovered, the whole thing will not have the slightest problem.

What I've been trying to learn over the past five years has finally come in handy...... Smith crumpled the food package in his hand, then pressed the window of the car, threw it remotely, and accurately sent it into the trash, escorted by "silk thread" throughout the process.

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As soon as Lou Cheng entered the "Mercedes Fighting Arena", he felt an atmosphere called calm and depressing, and the coaches and students who came and went either kept their faces straight and did not say a word, or exchanged their heads and whispered about it.

After walking a few steps, he was about to turn the corner, and suddenly saw the two-meter giant man Olsen he met the day before yesterday approaching him, his skin was so dark that he was shiny, his scalp was smooth and hairless, and his expression was solemn and dignified.

"Hey, little boy, I heard you're good at martial arts?" Olsen suddenly grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, and smiled without a hint of reluctance.

Before Lou Cheng could answer, another coach passed by, and Olsen instantly closed his mouth and sank his face again, looking sad and solemn.

The legendary "face-changing" stunt...... He had a bad relationship with Joseph...... Seeing Olsen pass by, Lou Cheng shook his head in amusement, picked up his mobile phone, and shared the matter with Ke Xiaoke.

Immediately after, he turned into the exclusive practice ground and saw the red-eyed girl O'Celebe and other students.

There is no doubt that Cole did not come.

After greeting each other, a white student ran over in a hurry, and said in surprise and suspicion: "What happened? Why is there a procession outside to demonstrate, blocking the main entrance?"

"Jack, you didn't watch the news?" Ocella blurted out in dismay.

"So, did I miss something?" Jack spread his hands blankly, "I went to a party last night, partyed until midnight, and woke up." ”

"Mr. Joseph, no, Jonny Joseph was proven to be the 'butcher', who died in Cole's revenge. Another male student explained very quickly, so that Lou Cheng almost didn't understand, but fortunately he could guess what the other party was going to say with his toes, so he could barely distinguish clearly.

Jack's mouth was wide open, and he was stunned for a while before scratching his head and said:

"Are you kidding? How could Mr. Joseph be the 'butcher', even if he were, Cole, ten Coles wouldn't be able to kill him!"

"That's because there's a new superhero, 'Delivery Man', to help him. O'Sailway replied with fear and reverence.

I really didn't expect that Joseph, who is usually a majestic martial artist, is a "demon" lurking around us!

Fortunately, I didn't have much contact with him, but fortunately, there was a "delivery man" who maintained justice and pierced the mask of the "butcher".

"Really?" said Jack as he pulled out his phone and flipped through the news, and after a few minutes, he exclaimed and burst into a series of words, which made Lou Cheng stunned.

Oh my God, is that true? That's cool...... After expressing his emotions fiercely, Jack pointed outside and said, "So, that's here to protest Joseph?"

"No, there is still a call to resist the 'Gruka' school, organized by the Order, saying that 'animism' is the path of the devil and will degenerate people like Joseph. O'Cele said worriedly, worried about the impact on the Mercedes Arena, "We're not weird guys from the 'Cogger' genre, our focus is on martial arts!"

Well, the "Gruka" genre is covered in dirty water and has no time to take care of itself, so I'm relieved...... Lou Cheng listened with a smile and thought happily.

The contradiction between the "Order" and the "Naturalism" is very deep......

Hehe, will "Gruka" suspect that the "Takeaway Man" is a ghost of the Order?

In this way, both the "Gruka" genre and the "Mercedes Arena" will have to make a cut with Joseph, and in the future, at least on the surface, no one will pursue this matter.

Several students chatted worriedly for a while, and a female coach with short blond hair came over and said in a deep voice:

"Lindello has to cooperate with the police investigation, I hope he is not involved in the previous case of the 'butcher', I am in charge of your lessons in the past few days, you can call me Ms. Anne. ”

It's called "butcher" directly, and the cutting is so fast...... Lou Cheng secretly sighed, followed Anne to start the practice of fighting skills, and during the sparring, he controlled his body with the "Ice Mirror", restrained the internalized choice of moves, and purely used boxing, wrestling and jiu-jitsu.

This also gave him a different experience, looking back at the "instinctive reaction" during the battle, and improving himself from the details.

Although she is worried, Anne has awakened the "spirit of herself", and the corresponding spiritual cultivation is not bad, and she has always maintained a calm state, and has seriously completed the content of "awakening teaching", so that Lou Cheng has a little more understanding.

After the end of the course, Lou Cheng took a bath and changed clothes, put on his bag, and left the "Mercedes Fighting Arena" without looking back, had lunch with Yan Zheke, and chatted about the fermentation of the "butcher" case in the school.

After Yan Zheke went to class, he bought a bottle of water, and Shi Shiran walked to the "Huaguo Dragon Boxing Gym", which was very close, three or five minutes.

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After leaving the "Mercedes Arena", Jack invited O'Celebe and other close friends to his rented house for lunch, for which he specially ordered pizza, chicken wings, coke and other food.

When they got together, the topic couldn't avoid "butchers" and "delivery men", and the more they talked, the more excited they became, they made many guesses, and completed their verbal and written criticisms.

Just then, the doorbell rang and spread throughout the living room.

"Who?" asked Ossevi subconsciously.

Jack stood up, walked to the door, and smiled nonchalantly:

"Takeaway arrives at ......"

After saying the word "takeaway", he seemed to have been exerted a magical magic, and he froze in place for a moment, and the discussion in the room was instantly silenced.

"It can't really be a 'delivery man', right?" Jack swallowed and forced a laugh.

As he spoke, he went to open the door again with a cautious gesture, made many confirmations, and after some spiritual hardships, he finally got pizza, chicken wings and other things.

"Ordinary delivery kid. Jack turned around and shrugged.

The crowd relaxed at first, then disappointed.

Similar scenes are taking place in many parts of Cannes, especially children, who are full of fantasies.

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After Lou Cheng arrived at the "Huaguo Dragon Boxing Gym", he waited at the front desk for a while, and saw the white and thin young man Li Zunping.

"Is the Pavilion Master here?" he asked with interest.

Li Zunping said with a smile: "I'm here, I'm doing a demonstration exercise, if you're an hour late, he'll leave." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Lou Cheng smiled and nodded, followed Li Zunping into the practice ground, and saw layers of people surrounded in front of him, some white and black, some yellow and some brown.

"Look at it, if you sign up, there are many more opportunities like this. Li Zunping stretched out his hand from behind the side and tried to pat Lou Cheng's shoulder, but the other party happened to take a diagonal step, making his movements fall into the air.

At this time, Lou Cheng pulled the fascia and trembled his muscles, and everyone who came into contact with him was like touching a loach, and he slid away half a step unconsciously, allowing him to easily "squeeze" to the front.

In the center of the venue, a Chinese man in his fifties was slowly practicing the routines, punching and kicking mellow and natural, and he had a lot of skills.

Of course, this skill is only relative, Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't believe that it was the legendary Zhu Pavilion owner.

It's very average!

Zhu Hong's hair turned a little white, showing a sense of vicissitudes, his appearance was not bad, he had the temperament of a grandmaster, he fought for a while, his feet were certain, and he put on a shelf, and let the students come out and push themselves.

Hula, before Lou Cheng could react, four sturdy men had already entered the venue, some white, some black, and then, two excited students also joined the team.

They lined up in a row, as if participating in a tug-of-war competition, the latter pushed the former, and then conducted in turn, and finally pushed to Zhu Hong's palms.

Babble!

The six men tried their best to feed, but they couldn't push the seemingly thin hall owner, attracting the excitement and applause of the other students.

And Lou Cheng half opened his mouth, looking dazed.

Judging from the changes in the waist, abdomen and feet, only the two at the end really exerted their strength, and the remaining four not only did not help, but dragged up their hind legs and offset the strength.

This TM is a liar, right? The corners of Lou Cheng's mouth twitched.