In order to keep a little hope for the bald pen man, Ling Hu Chong has been suppressing his own combat effectiveness, and carefully met with the bald pen man, for fear that he would accidentally beat the bald pen down with excessive force, leaving him a serious psychological shadow.

If he played too hard, he made Bald Pen Weng's heart completely desperate, thinking that Ling Hu Chong's martial arts were earth-shattering and Jiangnan Siyou couldn't resist it, then it would be troublesome.

In this way, how to play the next play, only by leaving a little hope for Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng, and narrowly winning with a move slightly higher than their martial arts, can they catch all the four friends of Jiangnan one by one.

"Spring Palace swordsmanship, double swords, the old man sits on Guanyin, and the cart sits on the lotus!"

Ling Hu Chong shouted, raised the sword in his right hand, and suddenly a violent whirlwind blew on the ground, rolling up countless stumps and rotten leaves on the ground to surround Ling Hu Chong and Bald Pen Weng.

The huge momentum generated by the battle between Ling Hu Chong and Bald Pen Weng, and the shocking scene completely shocked Ding Jian, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, he couldn't imagine that Ling Hu Chong's martial arts were so high, according to this momentum, Ding Jian would definitely not be able to hold five moves in his hands.

But when he was discussing with Ling Hu Chong at noon, Ding Jian actually collided with Ling Hu Chong, and it took more than 30 tricks to be defeated, presumably Ling Hu Chong admired him in his heart, so he couldn't let go of his hands and feet.

Ding Jian's heart was beaming, and the higher Hu Chong's martial arts, the more his vanity could be satisfied.

Even Dan Qingsheng's eyes widened in the fierce battle scene, staring at the battle arena wrapped in the whirlwind, only Ren Yingying still showed no hurry.

She is a very smart woman, and it can already be judged from Ling Hu Chong's angry roar that this guy is not showing all his strength at all, and he is teasing that fat man at the moment.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a huge judge's pen shot out of the battle circle and stuck on the wall not far away, the tip of the pen three inches into the wall. The surrounding walls are covered with terrifying cracks, which shows how powerful it is.

There was a sound of strips of cloth tearing, the fierce fighting came to an abrupt end, and as countless fallen leaves scattered weakly in all directions, the center of the battle could finally see the light of day again.

Ren Yingying and the others, who were watching the battle, looked at it fixedly, and suddenly a stream of wine spurted out of their mouths. was choked and coughed, especially Ren Yingying, whose pretty face was slightly red, and hurriedly turned her back.

In the center of the battle, Ling Hu Chong stood with his sword in his hand, while a bald fat man with a bare shirt and only a pair of big red pants was lying on the ground in embarrassment.

"My "Peach Spring"!"

The bald pen man didn't care about the spring leakage, and frantically rummaged on the ground for his personal collection of the peerless yellow book "The Story of the Peach Spring", which was exclusively and limited by Bai Xiaosheng Publishing House. It was a huge purchase he had to pay for from a collector.

In recent years, the calligrapher of Bai Xiaosheng Publishing House has been very old, and his arm strength has long been inferior to that year, and he announced his withdrawal from the literary and artistic circles twelve years ago, and this peerless yellow book copied by him is now completely out of print.

Over the years, he has guarded Meizhuang, so he can't go out without permission, if it weren't for the company of this yellow book, he could play and touch himself when he was lonely. Maybe I won't be able to bear it for a long time.

Looking at the bald pen man who was naked, with only a pair of pink pants covering the sensitive parts, rummaging frantically on the ground. Ling Hu Chong suddenly felt speechless, how could this guy be the same as Dan Qingsheng, he liked to hide the yellow book in his underwear.

is really like-minded and has common hobbies, no wonder they can form the hottest boy group in the rivers and lakes, and so on. The other two members of Jiangnan Siyou can't also be this virtue, right?

Things gather by like, people by groups, and there is really a fucking possibility, which makes Hu Chong's head suddenly big.

"Du Ziteng, you actually ruined my "Taoyuan Ji". It's just too much, it's simply unforgivable. ”

Bald Pen Weng stared at Ling Hu Chong in despair, heartbroken.

This restricted-level yellow book that had accompanied him for countless nights was split into pieces by Ling Hu Chong in this way, and there was no possibility of even remedy.

"Mr. Bald Pen Weng, Du missed at a certain time, and mistakenly smashed Mr.'s "Taoyuan Ji", I am deeply sorry, so let's do it, I will lend you the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" written by Emperor Xuanyuan himself, in order to make up for the mistakes in the next, what does Mr. Bald Pen Weng think. ”

Linghu Chong couldn't help but smile and said to the bald pen.

"Fuck, how can I forget that this guy still has the first obscene book "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" in ancient and modern times, compared with Emperor Xuanyuan's "Jade Girl Heart Sutra", his "Taoyuan Ji" is not even a hair, how can he be willing to seek the near and far. ”

Bald Pen Weng immediately forgot the pain just now, slapped his palm on the ground, and jumped up, showing great hospitality to Ling Hu Chong.

God, God, it's really "The Jade Girl's Heart Sutra", the story is twists and turns, the plot is vivid, describing the life history of Emperor Xuanyuan, the pen is strong, vertical and horizontal, and there is no way to circulate, it must be the true work of Emperor Xuanyuan.

A bare, bald and fat man with full chest hair wearing a pair of red pants, standing on the open ground blowing the autumn breeze, holding a yellow book in his hand and constantly flipping through this, looking at the hungry expression, it is even more passionate than a scholar who is about to take the big exam in the cold window of ten years and has achieved fame.

Ling Hu Chong naturally wouldn't accompany this guy to blow the autumn breeze in the open space, and no longer paid attention to the intoxicated bald man, Ling Hu Chong walked to Ren Yingying and the others and said hello.

At this time, Ren Yingying had already scolded his subordinates who collected intelligence in her heart, what the hell is this, how to do things, after repeated investigations, the information submitted actually shows that the bald pen Weng is a great calligrapher who is indifferent to fame and fortune and has a high style.

Are you fucking blind, that obscene bald fat man who wears only a pair of red pants and stands in the autumn breeze reading yellow books will actually be a great calligrapher who is indifferent to fame and fortune and has a high style.

It is conceivable what kind of mentality the group of intelligence guys under Ren Yingying are doing things, just getting paid and not working, and purely playing soy sauce is a compliment for them.

I had already made up my mind that after I rescued him, I would immediately return to the headquarters and remove all the heads of the departments that made soy sauce from their posts and strictly investigate them, so that there must be no corruption in the organization.

Mo said that it was Ren Yingying and Ling Hu Chong, two outsiders, and even Dan Qingsheng and Ding Jian were stunned by the bald man who was salivating and greedily reading the yellow book not far away, this guy would actually wear big pink pants, and it was the kind of briefs that only the girls in the Qinglou would wear.

Could it be that this is the true nature of the bald pen man, and the character he showed in front of everyone before was disguised? (To be continued......)

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