"If you practice your strength thoroughly, you will reach the upper level of kung fu in Ming Jin!"

After Han Yi cleaned up the house and changed his clothes, he felt relaxed and comfortable, sat on the stool, and made a random effort, and a crisp sound echoed in the room.

The strength penetrates the whole body, and the force is twisted into a strand, and the daughter is crisp.

Han Yi sighed when he heard this crisp sound, it has been almost a year, at the end of June last year, to the present May, in which he has been beaten and killed four or five times, from the shape of the big gun to the current two-word pliers and sheep and horses, he is addicted to boxing, and he has finally achieved success.

Kung Fu is one step closer, Han Yi is excited, and called home, Han Xiaoye has an opinion that Han Yi will be two months old as soon as he leaves, and he is lukewarm when he answers the phone, and later gave it to his grandfather, Han Yi told his grandfather about his hard work.

Grandpa was also quite satisfied, knowing that Han Yi was on a mission, he didn't ask much, and hung up the phone after saying that he should pay attention to protecting himself.

On Tuesday in mid-May, after class, Han Yi walked out of the main entrance of Deji School. As usual, he was going to Biyue Lake Community to make up for foreign language classes. Han Yi has recently started a conversation and showed Coach Wu Hao the Wing Chun Logo. Spiral strength.

The designers at Deji School seem to love the grotesque shape of the bulge, and the feeling of the front entrance is like the muscles of a bodybuilder, and the appearance of the high bulge is quite disgusting. The smooth concrete surface is inlaid with hand-drawn drawings by students, flowers, animals, and computer games, all of which are boring.

A few meters in front of Han Yi is Jia Xiaojia and her best friend classmates, not far away Zhou Zhou's eyes looked at Han Yi resentfully, biting her chin, while her mother Zhou Yi was wearing sunglasses, her hair was combed up and rolled back, showing the ability of a professional woman, and her eyes were also looking at Han Yi through the sunglasses.

When a few people left the school gate, Han Yi saw Jia Xiaojia's sister Jia Leyi getting off an Enchi luxury car, surrounded by four or five bodyguards, and Lao Dong was standing beside Jia Leyi with a vigilant look at the surrounding environment.

In the past two months, Han Yi has also seen Jia Leyi from afar, she is followed by four or five bodyguards, she looks very haggard, and she can't see what she looks like in Xixian at all.

When I saw her again today, I felt much better than the last time I saw her, and I don't know how her and Chen Mo's photography exhibition was doing.

During this time, I heard Lao Dong say that the entire Jia family was made a lot of noise by the Nightblade Killer Organization, the nanny housekeepers were changed three batches, and various assassinations emerged one after another, and the old lady of the Jia family was so bad that he couldn't stand it and went to a nursing home. Later, the son of the Jia family was also poisoned and hospitalized, and he was almost not rescued.

This has greatly challenged the defense force of the entire security team, three people have been assassinated in the Jia family's own security company, one on the military side has also been poisoned to death, and five people from the bodyguard company hired by the other party have disappeared mysteriously.

Fortunately, the military provided the Jia family with high-level protective clothing, and each bodyguard carried a thermal sensing system, which would send an early warning to all companions as soon as the heart stopped beating.

Nightblade has also stopped a lot recently, and seems to have given up on the threat of assassination of the Jia family.

After Han Yi learned about this, he groaned a little, and always felt that Jia Xiaojia's side was too quiet, except for the assassination activities two months ago at the beginning, they had not encountered any assassinations on their side, as if the Night Blade Organization had deliberately missed this side.

Maybe it was about to complete the acquisition, but when I saw that there was no opportunity, I gave up.

Thinking like this, Han Yi saw Jia Leyi and Lao Dong's eyes, Han Yi nodded at the two of them, and then left on his own, ignoring Fang Zhou and Zhou Yi on the side.

Han Yi crossed Qingcheng Road, walked slowly to the bus stop of Xinnan Road in the shade of willow trees, and took bus No. 521 from Xinnan Road, which can go directly to Biyuehu Community.

When Han Yi just got out of the car, he received a phone call, which was an unfamiliar number, and after Han Yi frowned and answered, he knew that it was Zhou Yi's phone, and the person who called was Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou apologized to Han Yi aggrievedly on the phone, and wanted to invite Han Yi out for dinner, and her mother Zhou Yi was also there.

Han Yi thought about Zhou Yi's outstanding demeanor, and his every move seemed to have a great attraction to him, so it was better to stay away from such a woman.

Han Yi refused.

Although Fang Zhou deceived him that night and used him to gamble with others, Han Yi knew that Fang Zhou was just hunting for fun, just like once Han Xiaoye cut the wings of the pheasant that his grandfather caught and threw it into the chicken coop, he didn't care about his feelings. Han Yi doesn't account too much, it's just that he, Fang Zhou and Jia Xiaojia are not people of the same world, and it's not interesting to get together.

On the other side, Fang Zhou hung up the phone stupidly, pouted and said to her mother: "What is he bullish, didn't he just save me, Miss Ben also pulled Mommy to invite him to eat, and apologized to him, but he didn't even give him a chance, I'm really angry!"

"Okay, forget it if you don't come, who told you to do things without thinking!" Zhou Yi nodded at Fang Zhou's head, and there was no expression on his face.

"People are joking with him too!" Fang Zhou said angrily.

"Okay, didn't your school organize a sketching outing this Saturday, and you should apologize to him in person when the time comes. People saved your life, I can't thank you enough!" Zhou Yi took Fang Zhou in his arms and taught her.

Ignoring Fang Zhou's side, Han Yi went to class until more than eight o'clock in the evening, and after eating a beer braised egg and a roast pigeon on the snack street, he returned to the guest house.

Entering the house, Han Yi found out the combat uniform he had received, this suit had been placed in the cabinet for more than two months, and a lot of dust had fallen on it, and after being afraid of getting rid of the dust, Han Yi tried it on in front of the mirror.

The size is appropriate, the weight is also appropriate, according to the description in the manual, the combat suit has a certain effect of resisting firearms and bullets, and it also has a certain protective effect on daggers.

There is also a dagger in a set of combat protective equipment, originally Han Yi wanted to learn the dagger attack and defense from Lao Yang, but unfortunately he fought to the death later, and he never had time to learn.

The affairs of the Jia family are about to be completed, but it still feels like the calm before the storm, and he is a little restless these days, he looks at himself in the mirror wearing a combat uniform and holding a dagger, hoping that he will not need these things, but on Saturday the school will organize the students of the second and third classes of junior high school to go on an outing to sketch, he still chooses to wear it on his body, and when the time comes, the student uniforms of Deji School will be worn outside, so that they can cover the protective clothing.

On Saturday, the weather was fine, the bright summer light reflected between the high-rise buildings, two buses stopped in front of the Deji School, and the picnic sketching and bonfire party that the two and three classes of the junior high school had been looking forward to were about to begin.