Violators Club

Chapter 168 Agarwood Brand
Chapter 166 Agarwood Brand

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, he stepped barefoot on the solid wood floor.

The dull sound gave people the feeling that the earth was trembling.

The bright sunlight shone through the glass window on Chen Changqing's bronzed and healthy skin, his bulging muscles, and his muscular upper body exuded a strong male hormone atmosphere.

A white exercise suit was casually wrapped around his waist, and as the thick soles of his feet fell to the ground, the puddles of sweat on the ground could not help splashing.

"Suck~"

The hot and humid air was sucked into the abdomen through Chen Changqing's nasal cavity and mouth.

It can be clearly seen, starting from the marble-hard chest.

One extends to the lower abdomen, and there is a stream of air that is filling and expanding.

For almost 3 minutes, the firm belly was swollen like a pregnant woman of three or four months.

Under the strong short hair, the deep eyes are shining sharply, staring at the front, Chen Changqing, who is highly concentrated, faintly reveals a strong figure in his eyes.

The next moment, Chen Changqing stood there and adjusted his breathing for three incense sticks.

His figure moved suddenly.

"boom!"

With one foot on the ground, the thick soles of his feet were imprinted in the puddles of sweat, and the huge roar made the whole building tremble uncontrollably, but the wooden board under Chen Changqing's feet did not leave behind such a terrifying force. Every trace.

The waist and abdomen are exerted, and the back and spine seem to turn into a real dragon.

Following Chen Changqing's powerful and heavy punch, he punched out.

In an instant, the surrounding air was surging.

Chen Changqing, who was standing in place like an old monk before, now feels like a real dragon soaring into the sky, exuding a breathtaking and terrifying coercion all over his body!
A fist as big as a casserole, and the muscles in his arms were as tight as steel wires.

"boom!"

A simple straight punch landed in the air, but it made a roar like a cannonball.

Because of the extremely fast speed, the sweat on the arms couldn't help splashing, and the crystal drops of sweat floated in mid-air, giving people the feeling of bright gems, and the next moment, when Chen Changqing's punch landed?

"drink!"

Accompanied by Hong Quan's unique vocal skills, dozens of crystal beads of sweat burst in mid-air, forming a hazy mist of colorful water around him.

Get up, close your fist, a set of movements is smooth and flowing.

Accompanied by a mouthful of foul air ejected from the mouth.

There was a tinge of red under Chen Changqing's strong and fair skin. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, felt the muscles that were constantly congested and swollen with the beating of the heart, and his bright eyes couldn't help but feel a little more satisfied.

Name: Chen Changqing
Life Level: Elementary (99.9%)

Talent: Corrosive Parasite (Elementary) (Unique, non-upgradeable, increases with life level.)
Power: 3.0
Speed: 3.0
Constitution: 3.0
Spirit: 3.0
Skills: Intermediate Shooting (100/1000), Intermediate Scouting (700/1000).

Advanced Knowledge (1020/5600), Advanced Hong Fist (Incomplete) (9500/9999).

Violation points: 102000 points

Special items: black iron gear imprint (activated), red copper gear imprint (can be activated).

From April to May now, Chen Changqing's basic attributes have barely improved. His current physical condition, whether it's strength, speed, or mental state, has reached the limit of a primary life form.

Want another breakthrough?

It can only break the current limit of the body.

In terms of skills, it has improved.

One is knowledge. After mastering several languages ​​such as Florist, John Bull, Siam, Neon, etc., and have some understanding of the customs and appearance of these places, these elementary skills are fused together, and finally become the current advanced knowledge.

The upper limit is relatively low, and the highest level that can be mastered is only [-] at present.

The original mid-level fighting also disappeared in the same way, but it should be because Hong Quan's level itself is extremely high, so after absorbing the mid-level fighting, he failed to break through the current limit.

But one thing to say, after this period of practice.

Although his physical fitness has not improved, his strength has undergone tremendous changes.

If the current Chen Changqing meets Long Shuwen, he is sure to draw with the opponent without using his hole cards.

How to mobilize the power of the body?
To put it bluntly, he can crush.

In fact, if Chen Changqing is willing, he can break through to the master level now, so that his current body can evolve from a primary life form to a high-level life form.

But because there is usually a living master by his side.

Chen Changqing always felt that there was still something missing in him, which was why he was hesitant to break through.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs on the second floor.

Holding a black and linen game console in his left hand, and a cup of herbal tea in his right hand, the fat, unremarkable old man came up from the first floor, and he took a look at Chen Changqing:
"Finished?"

Wiping the fine sweat from his forehead, under his rosy skin, a bright smile appeared on Chen Changqing's face:
"It's over, it's very comfortable to play a set."

Hong Zhen rolled his eyes, and glared at Chen Changqing angrily: "Then why don't you mop the floor, don't you know that solid wood floors are especially afraid of water?"

With a dry laugh, Chen Changqing wiped the sweat off his body:

"Okay then, Master, I'll take a shower first."

In fact, the old man didn't care what the floor looked like at all, he was just idle and bored by himself, and wanted to find someone to chat with him.

Besides, at his age, he really doesn't know how to communicate with the younger generation.

Half an hour later, I cleaned up the surrounding area and changed into a neat white shirt.

Chen Changqing gave people the feeling that he was no longer the ferocious beast he used to be, but like a gentle scholar, he opened the window not far away, and a hot breeze blew through, with the smell of washing powder in the air.

Chen Changqing sat down next to the old man, he breathed a sigh of relief, with a bit of relief on his brows.

And looking at the game console in the old man's hand, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:
"Yo? Got stuck at level 340 again?"

He played the game console with his head down, and the old man didn't lift his head, but he shouted in a rather unhappy tone: "Don't talk, no one will treat you as a mute."

With a bit of helplessness on Chen Changqing's face, he looked at the other party seriously:

"Please, I'm going to fly to Bay Island this afternoon."

But the old man ignored it, not even interested in looking up at Chen Changqing:

"Then get out, I'm annoying to see you."

This made Chen Changqing speechless, and he couldn't help shouting angrily: "You are enough, old man, you will be the last thing I see before I leave."

But the old man didn't speak, he just played Tetris with his head down.

He stared at the old man with both eyes, as if angry.

1 minute... 2 minutes... 3 minutes....

With a "puchi", Chen Changqing couldn't help laughing, and looked at the old man with a little more emotion and smile: "That's right, anyway, you have the same personality, and I feel uncomfortable if you want a mother-in-law."

With that said, he got up and patted his pants, with a free and easy look on his face:

"Let's go, old man, let's take a look. If everything goes well, I will give you a surprise when I come back."

Chen Changqing didn't say what the specific surprise was, but there was a bit of confidence in his eyes!
Leaving the milk tea shop, next to a black BMW stood the taciturn Luo Ji.

After seeing Chen Changqing, Luo Ji opened the car door, and trotted all the way back to the cab.

It's just that not long after sitting down, Chen Changqing, who vaguely felt something under his buttocks, couldn't help touching it.

Immediately, he took out a finger-thick, almost palm-sized agarwood brand, with precise patterns and a faint fragrance, on which cinnabar was mixed with rosin ink, and the word "Hong" was written in the engraved characters.

Luo Ji in the driver's cab shrank his pupils, and his eyes flickered with astonishment. He swore that he had never left the car for half a step, but Chen Changqing took out the sign from under his buttocks.

With a sound of "shua", cold sweat broke out on Luo Ji's back.

But before he could speak, Chen Changqing who was sitting in the back seat shook his head:
"drive."

Luo Ji was silent for a moment, and asked with a bit of tone: "Airport?"

Through the rearview mirror, looking at the Wutong Street and the humble milk tea shop that are gradually disappearing in his sight, the corners of Chen Changqing's mouth can't help but curl up:

"Yes, the airport!"

(End of this chapter)