This set is called Yuhuatian

Yu Huatian was a little curious when he heard the words: "Who is wrong, Grandpa?"

Yu Xiangdong shook his head, Yu Huatian thought so too, his grandfather looked strong and strong, he dare not say if he lived to a hundred, but there should be no problem in living to ninety.

"That's an old friend of mine. Baduanjin is so common that he can find someone to learn it by himself. Do you still need me to teach him?"

"Then dad, are you trying to sell favors?"

The father and son had nothing to hide, so Yu Huatian asked directly.

Yu Xiangdong thought about it for a while, and without any excuse, he just nodded and admitted.

"It can also be said that it is best to see a certain effect in the short term."

"Male and female."

"Why are you asking this?"

"If it's a man, I have a short-term effect, and the effect is not bad."

After Yu Huatian finished speaking, he looked at Yu Xiangdong again.

Yu Xiangdong was deeply stimulated by his gaze, and said angrily.

"What are you thinking? It's not for me! It's an old friend!"

"Well, then I will teach you, and you will teach him?"

For some reason, Yu Xiangdong felt angry when he saw Yu Huatian's eyes.

But in the end, he nodded.

"Okay, I will teach him after I have learned it, is it difficult?"

"It's not difficult, but there are some details to remember."

After Yuhuatian finished speaking, he took two steps forward and walked under the persimmon tree.

"Be calm and calm, and move with your heart."

While speaking, Yu Huatian slowly began to exercise, and Yu Xiangdong learned while watching.

By the time it was fully learned, it was already dark.

"Dad, let's have some dinner together. The cook will cook fish tonight."

"No."

Yu Xiangdong rejected Yu Huatian directly and said: "It's a waste of time to delay here for an afternoon, and there are still things to do in the evening."

"Oh, then you slow down."

"Ah."

Yu Xiangdong agreed, and Yuhuatian was sent to the gate of the courtyard.

When the driver saw that the rain was heading east, he hurried over and opened the car door.

Yu Xiangdong looked at Yuhuatian and spoke after a little hesitation.

"Do you know about the beautiful country?"

Yu Huatian shook his head. He knew that his mother was in the Beautiful Country, and he also knew what goal she was working hard for, but he had no idea how she did it.

"I talked to her on the phone before, don't worry too much, things are coming to an end soon."

"Have they found someone to support?"

"Well, I heard he's a pretty good looking guy."

After Yu Xiangdong finished speaking, he looked into the distance, and then walked straight to the road inside the car.

"gone."

"Hey, slow down."

"Ah."

Yu Xiangdong left without looking back, sent Yu Xiangdong away, Yu Huatian was still thinking, could it be that his father really came here today just to learn boxing?

inside the car.

The driver looked at the tired Yu Xiangdong and said, "Sir, should we go to Lu's house or go home?"

"Today is too tired, let's go home."

"Yes."

The driver agreed, and then turned around at the intersection.

Looking at the heavy traffic in Beiping, Yu Xiangdong pressed his head and looked in the direction of Yuhuatian courtyard.

He did not learn health-preserving kung fu this time for himself, but to pave the way for his son.

If you want to stand firm in the entertainment industry, you don't just need money.

Las Vegas.

"It's been two days and no one has been found yet. What are you doing for food!"

Zhang Chongyang could no longer suppress his anger. Hearing his voice, all the subordinates in front of him lowered their heads, not daring to say a word.

Zhang Qingming was at the side, tapping his fingers on the table lightly. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

"Is there any news? No one came to negotiate terms with us?"

His voice was light, as if it wasn't his son who was missing.

"Yes."

Duan Feilong stood at the side, his words were somewhat reserved.

"I will double the reward that the second brother promised to you before!"

"It's been two days now and I can't even imagine how he's being treated."

Zhang Qingming forcibly suppressed his inner emotions, and everyone who listened was silent.

Although Zhang Qingming acts like a nice gentleman most of the time, can a soft-hearted person sit in this position?

And when the atmosphere was so dignified, Duan Feilong's phone suddenly vibrated.

He picked it up quietly and looked excitedly.

"Sir, there is news."

All eyes were on him, Duan Feilong trotted all the way to Zhang Qingming with his mobile phone and said.

"Sir, take a look."

Zhang Qingming picked up the phone, and saw a multimedia message on it.

In the multimedia message is a very blurry photo, and Zhang Ji can be vaguely seen in it.

At this moment, he was tied to a chair, and he was in a state of embarrassment all over his body.

And two men wearing skull hoods stood behind him, one of them was holding a tactical knife in his hand, aiming at his jaw.

And underneath this photo is the word, EXIT.

A word, the meaning has been expressed very clearly.

Either quit, or collect the corpse!

Zhang Qingming clenched his fist tightly and said immediately.

"Tell them we can back out, but give me my son first."

Duan Feilong hurriedly replied to the text message, without even thinking about how the other party knew his number.

And within a minute of Duan Feilong's reply, the other party replied.

'I can send him back now, piece by piece. '

'Quit or die. '

When Duan Feilong saw this line of information, he immediately felt that the phone was a bit hot, and he wondered why Zhang Qingming didn't pick it up just now and replied by himself?

Zhang Qingming said calmly, "Tell them, I need to talk to them to make sure my son is still alive."

"Yes."

Duan Feilong agreed again, and hurriedly replied.

And just a few seconds after the message was sent, the phone vibrated.

Duan Feilong hurriedly handed the phone to Zhang Qingming respectfully, and Zhang Qingming pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

"Dad, I haven't stopped moving during this time, I may have left the country"

"asshole."

"what!"

Zhang Ji's words were suddenly interrupted, followed by a burst of screams.

That was Zhang Ji's wail.

Then a somewhat hoarse male voice sounded.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm not a person who likes to talk nonsense."

"Before twelve noon tomorrow, I will receive your official withdrawal statement."

"There are our people by your side. If you want to negotiate with those people and pretend to withdraw, I advise you to give up."

"If you moved something, or if we didn't hear the news before twelve noon tomorrow."

"Mr. Zhang, are you good at puzzles? I wonder if you can piece your son back together after he is broken into pieces."

"Hahahaha!"

The other party hung up the phone frantically, and didn't even have a chance to talk to Zhang Qingming.

Zhang Qingming held the phone with a busy tone and said slowly.

"Who made Zhang Ji's itinerary that day?"