Violators Club

Chapter 92
Chapter 90

In the morning, at around nine o'clock on the second floor of the Hung Kee Milk Tea Shop.

He was wearing a white exercise suit with his upper body parted and the cuffs tied around his waist.

The strong upper body is covered with a layer of sweat like essential oils, and the long sleeves at the waist are mostly wet with sweat.

"drink!"

With a low growl, Chen Changqing stepped on the ground, the thick soles of his feet stepped on the sweat on the mahogany floor, splashing a thin layer of water, raised his left hand, and retracted his right hand to his lower abdomen, accompanied by a loud shout from Dantian :

"what!"

The right hand flipped over, five fingers clenched tightly, and the white palm blasted out like lightning!

The waist and abdomen exerted force, accompanied by the force of the bulging muscles, the sweat around the body surface was thrown out, and it was as hazy as water mist around him.

Compared with yesterday, I can clearly feel that Chen Changqing's boxing momentum today is even better.

Hongjiaquan has five ways of boxing, which are tiger, leopard, dragon, snake and crane.

The fist that Chen Changqing punched just now was Dragon Fist, and it is also the most lethal one of the five-way boxing. Yesterday Chen Changqing punched out the aura of Dragon Fist, and today's Dragon Fist is even more decisive!
But Hong Zhen, who was standing by and observing, couldn't help but frown.

Watching Chen Changqing prepare to stop his moves and practice again.

Hong Zhen walked up, but he didn't say anything, and came up with a powerful punch.

Chen Changqing frowned, but his reaction speed was very fast. He received half of his fist and twisted his waist. arms splashing.

This is called Shenlong Wagging Tail in Dragon Fist.

Hong Zhen raised his arm. Although it was a single arm, it looked like a crane's wing.

With a push and a pull, under the guidance of Hong Zhen, Chen Changqing's dragon tail was thrown directly into the sky.

Among the five ways of boxing, dragon and tiger are the most lethal, leopard and snake focus on agility, and crane boxing is the most mediocre.

Not as agile as a leopard snake, not as powerful as a dragon and a tiger, but Crane Fist is the most upright boxing method, and looking at Chen Changqing who lost control of his footsteps, Hong Zhen slapped Chen Changqing's chest with his backhand.

Hearing a "pop", Chen Changqing stepped back five or six steps.

Hong Zhen was expressionless, and calmly waved at Chen Changqing:

"Come on, continue."

Chen Changqing gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and rushed forward again with fists clenched.

Although his previous moves were fierce and even murderous, but because he was practicing boxing, he always had a certain degree of speed.

But at this moment, Chen Changqing's moves completely displayed the murderous aura of Dragon Fist, each move was extremely dangerous, giving people the feeling of a bloodthirsty dragon.

On the other hand, Hong Zhen's side is sometimes ethereal like a crane, and sometimes has the ghostly ghostly coldness of a dark snake. He moves like a leopard in a fairy mountain, but when he steps down, he looks majestic and immobile like a tiger in a mountain forest.

The two came back and forth, the piercing fist wind mixed with Hong Fist's unique force.

Every sound is deafening like thunder!
Hundreds of tricks came in the blink of an eye.

On the mahogany floor under his feet, Chen Changqing's footprints were densely packed, until Chen Changqing blasted out the last move of the crane fist, Hong Zhen took two steps back, watching the sweat pouring down, and Chen Changqing's hair was soaked.

Hong Zhen stepped back on the foot he left behind, raised his brows, and asked earnestly:

"Anything on your mind?"

Chen Changqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, panting heavily, and shouted:

"This, huh, this can be done, huh, see?"

Nodding his head, looking at Chen Changqing in front of him, Hong Zhen said slowly:
"Boxing is the best way to see a person's state of mind. Don't practice today. Your current state of mind is not suitable for boxing."

Hong Zhen frowned today when he saw Chen Changqing punching. Don't look at the dragon punching more powerfully than yesterday, but in Hong Zhen's eyes, it was not as good as yesterday. At least the dragon in Chen Changqing's heart was still in him yesterday. Hold it in your hand.

And what about today?

The dragon is about to fly out, if you continue to fight the Dragon Fist, the taste will change completely.

Hong Zhen couldn't stop Chen Changqing, because he could see that Chen Changqing had murderous intentions in his heart.

Practicing boxing is all about understanding the mind. As the master of Hongquan, Hong Zhen knows very well that Chen Changqing's thoughts must not be interrupted at this time. At least, he will recover in two or three years.

So he could only use moves to let out the killing intent in Chen Changqing's heart bit by bit.

Chen Changqing also knew that Hong Zhen was helping him. If nothing else, just look at the footprints on the ground. The mahogany floor was densely packed with Chen Changqing's footprints. more than ten.

It seems to be evenly matched, and the two sides have fought hundreds of moves, but in reality?
Hong Zhen has been giving way to him, as evidenced by the marks on the floor.

And thinking of his crazy state before, Chen Changqing couldn't help feeling a little more embarrassed: "I was upset just now, today is really..."

Hong Zhen waved his hand, he didn't let Chen Changqing finish, but said heartily:
"It's okay, everyone is upset, do you need help?"

It took only an hour to untie the sleeves at the waist, and this white training suit seemed to have been soaked in water. Facing Hong Zhen's question, Chen Changqing's eyes flashed a sharp edge:

"No, I can handle it."

Seeing the sharpness in Chen Changqing's eyes, Hong Zhen nodded in satisfaction.

Hong Zhen likes capable people, he is not afraid of causing trouble, what he is afraid of is that he has the ability to cause trouble but has no ability to solve problems. He likes the confidence in Chen Changqing's eyes very much, but he prefers the sharpness in Chen Changqing's eyes at the moment.

Of course, as an old Tsundere, he still has to put on the master's airs, so he snorted:
"That's best, I'll just talk casually."

Chen Changqing pouted, ignoring this arrogant old man:
"I know that's the case. I packed up and went back after taking a shower. I have something to do in the afternoon. I'll come back tomorrow."

Hong Zhen ignored it. He waved his hand and went downstairs to prepare materials for noon.

In the bathroom next to the practice room, the warm bath water slapped on Chen Changqing's face.

He likes to take a bath, because it will make his whole body excited, and even the speed of his brain will be much faster, but under normal circumstances, Chen Changqing will not think about problems while taking a bath.

This is an exclusive coup, Chen Changqing is a bit superstitious.

He thinks that thinking in the bath is like changing the fate of a non-chief, and only after a period of time when the European spirit comes up should there be ten consecutive pumps.

Of course, luck is luck, and it has nothing to do with thinking.

But Chen Changqing believed in this.

The last time he thought about a problem while taking a bath, it dates back to the moment when he calculated Gandhi more than three months ago!
And as the warm bath water poured on his body, Chen Changqing's eyes gradually began to change...

At 10:30 in the morning, after saying goodbye to Hong Zhen, Chen Changqing in a sky blue suit walked back to Baile Game City. The moment A Zhi at the front desk saw Chen Changqing, a touch of respect appeared on his face:
"Mr. Chen, are you back?"

Chen Changqing nodded and asked casually:
"Where's Ali?"

Azhi replied with a relaxed face, without any change on his face:

"I'm going to the bathroom, I'll watch for her for a while."

But at the same time, Ah Zhi flipped his palm, and there was a blank piece of paper in his palm, with a line written on it—"Mr. Chen, Luo Ji is upstairs. Huang Zhicheng came yesterday."

Chen Changqing smiled, Ah Zhi was originally an undercover agent arranged by the Ni family by his side.

He saw that Ah Zhi was capable, so he wanted to give him a chance.

It turned out to be a good deal.

Although I don't say that I will never betray, but compared to the Ni family, Ah Zhi obviously believes in himself more.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with Chen Changqing's downfall of Gandhi. Although most people in Xiangjiang believe that Gandhi was killed by Ni Yongxiao, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and there is never a lack of smart brains.

As long as he is willing to investigate, Chen Changqing's role in it cannot be hidden.

After all, with the relationship between the Ni family and the police, if there is no external force involved?
It is obviously impossible for the two parties to join forces, so the role played by Chen Changqing is very intriguing.

Now Chen Changqing is not famous enough, and most people in Xiangjiang don't know his name, but some well-informed people already know that besides Ni Yongxiao, the Ni family has another terrifying and ruthless person.

And for Ah Zhi?

To be capable, and to control one's own life and death, the most important thing is to be willing to cultivate oneself.

Ah Zhi is not a fool, he knows exactly how he should choose!
Just a reminder to Ah Zhi?
Chen Changqing smiled, patted the other person on the shoulder, and gave him a reassuring look:

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

(End of this chapter)