The best female boss

Chapter 118 The Legendary Martial Arts 2
Qu Ruyu, who had already returned to her room, was still sitting on the dressing table with lingering fear, looking at herself in the mirror with a pale face, thinking in shock.

But after a while, the corners of Qu Ruyu's mouth twitched, and he said to himself with some disdain: "Hmph, no matter how strong your grandfather is, it's just a personal strength. Can he defeat the entire Qu family? Besides, That's your grandfather too, and you are still that useless trash who only relies on others."

After finishing speaking, Qu Ruyu picked up the lipstick on the dressing table, painted on her lips that were a little purple due to surprise, and then put on a foundation. It seemed that her complexion looked better.

And another place, in a very unique, but somewhat quaint study room. At this moment, Qu Zhengde was anxiously coming to the door of this study room.

When Qu Zhengde walked to the door, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the wall in front of him. There was a painting on the wall called Eight Horses, the horses were handsome, galloping away, flying gracefully, among them Wild, fascinating.

When he retracted his gaze, for some reason, Qu Zhengde, who had been flustered before, gradually calmed down.

"What's so frustrating?"

At this moment, a mellow man's voice sounded from the innermost side on the left. When people heard it, they knew that the man with this voice was definitely not young.

When Qu Zhengde heard it, he immediately walked to the left, lowered his head slightly, looked very respectful, and said at this time: "Dad, something serious happened."

"What's the big deal?"

The old man sitting behind the desk looked almost like Qu Zhengde. He frowned and said while looking at Qu Zhengde in front of him.

Not much nonsense, Qu Zhengde briefly told his father Qu Bohua about the ins and outs of Zhang Qiancao's coming to the Qu family, hua means a horse, no wonder Qu Bohua put a picture of eight steeds on the wall.

Although this painting of eight steeds is not an authentic one, it can be regarded as an imitation by a master. In this era, it would be called an authentic one, and there is no difference.

Compared to Qu Zhengde, his father, Qu Bohua, is much more stable and over sixty years old, even a little older than Zhang Qiancao. However, his spirit is very good.

After listening to Qu Zhengde's words, especially when Qu Ruyu went to Zhang Qiancao's house to regret the marriage, Qu Bohua frowned and felt relieved for a long time.

Then, when he heard that Zhang Qiancao brought his grandson Zhang Fan all the way to the Qu family, the fighting happened, and when he left safely, Qu Bohua finally sighed.

"Qu Ruyu is clever, but she underestimates people too much. She really shouldn't go to Zhang Qiancao to regret her marriage. What kind of person is Zhang Qiancao? A madman must be proud in his heart, and not long ago, he personally came over to arrest me. His illness was cured, our Qu family owed him originally, but we never thought... Alas, good will be repaid with complaints."

Qu Bohua glanced at Qu Zhengde, drank a sip of tea, and said eloquently, "Zhang Fan, the number one scholar in science in Fujian Province? It really is a tiger father with no dogs. Before the champion, he didn't talk nonsense, until after the champion, he came directly to my Qu family, since the purpose was not to ask Qu Ruyu to give him a chance, but to give him a letter of divorce, and to kill decisively.

Compared to his grandfather Zhang Qiancao's efforts to turn the tide, his grandson Zhang Fan is like a snake and scorpion. He knows how to sharpen a sword for ten years. Using this method, he will knock down all the enemies who have provoked him before, and it is hard to guard against backstabbing. Zhang Fan is the one who is talking about it. "

Qu Zhengde didn't believe it, and said, "Dad, do you think so highly of Zhang Fan?"

However, Qu Bohua didn't seem to want to answer, and directly talked about other things: "Repay kindness with grievances, alas! Anyway, I am very clear about Zhang Qiancao's behavior. Since this is the case, then take precautions. Let's reconcile with Zhang Qiancao for the last time. The possibility is gone, what can be done is to make the Qu family stronger, in case Zhang Qiancao comes in the future, there is no way to join forces with the Cao family, you have done a good job, the Patriarch has been letting go Zhengde, you have to manage the Qu family well, don't let the Qu family die in your hands, that's it, you go out, I'll be quiet."

Even now, when Qu Zhengde faces his father, Qu Bohua, he still has difficulty reducing his sense of fear. It is conceivable how wise and majestic Qu Bohua is.

After hearing the whole story, he immediately sat down and made a decisive decision. Since the relationship is completely broken, he should try to fortify himself, and when the enemy comes, he will strengthen himself and destroy the other party.

Qu Zhengde bowed and walked out, and gently closed the door, leaving Qu Bohua alone in the whole study.

He took another sip of high-quality tea, leaned on the rattan chair, closed his eyes, looked at the ceiling, and said softly to himself: "Crazy Zhang Qiancao, who has been quiet for so many years, is it just because his grandson's engagement was rejected?" Destroyed, and come out of the mountain?"

Going out of the mountain, the energy contained in this, even Qu Bohua, who is known as the iron-faced fox, faintly began to shake in his heart, "Huaxia, it seems that it will start to turmoil again."

Guangdong Railway Station.

Zhang Fan, who had already bought tickets, found a seat, and sat down, although his face was calm, his heart was like a huge wave, and he was very excited.

After coming out of Qu's house, the two of them hurried to the train station. On the way, Zhang Fan couldn't hold back anymore.He really didn't expect that the old man who looked thin and old was so strong.At that time in the Qu family hall, everyone was surprised by Zhang Qiancao's attack, but Zhang Fan was the most surprised.

Having known each other for 18 years, Zhang Fan can be said to know Zhang Qiancao better than anyone else.But it was the person who knew Zhang Qiancao in this way, but in the end, someone told him that the person you knew was not like this, and this was just the tip of the iceberg he showed.

Only Zhang Fan knew about the violent reaction this brought about.

Zhang Fan knew Zhang Qiancao too well, he was simple and honest, he would agree to everything he said, and put himself in charge of everything.A crappy doctor who opened an outpatient clinic but not many people came to see him, and a family cook who cooks for himself every day. Such an old man actually told Zhang Fan on this day that he was a peerless expert.

Moreover, Zhang Fan saw it with his own eyes, which was too frightening.

He still clearly remembered Zhang Qiancao's astonishing aura at that moment in the main hall of the Qu family, that indifferent expression that was completely opposite to the simple and honest expression, like a sharp sword that had just emerged from its body, ready to kill the gods. God, meet Buddha and save Buddha.

It made Zhang Fan feel familiar and strange, but this was really the dead old man who cooked for him on Sanhe Road.

Zhang Fan always felt that time and space were in disarray, how could this happen, the person beside him who seemed to be able to be blown by a wind turned into a Super Saiyan in a second, it was incredible to think about it.

Zhang Fan decided to ask the dead old man sitting next to him now. This question has been holding him back for a long time. He has been holding it back since he came out of the Qu’s house. Now he can’t hold it anymore. .

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan looked at the old man who was looking at the window, and asked expectantly: "Old man, um... are you a peerless master in the teaching? Just now in the hall, what you showed was not magic tricks. Or stunts."

The old man withdrew his gaze and didn't veto it. He just smiled naively, showing his big white teeth.

"Why are you giggling, hurry up and say it."

Zhang Fan looked at the very familiar Zhang Qiancao and cursed.

"Neither, hehe."

The dead old man grinned, as if he had always had some happy event that made him laugh non-stop.

"No? Then you can actually fly into the air and kick them all away. What is this?"

Zhang Fan asked puzzledly.

The dead old man replied with a smile: "Martial arts, what I show is martial arts."

"Damn it, you're not really a Super Saiyan or a peerless master, are you?"

Zhang Fan was immediately astonished and excited. This was the first time he heard the word martial arts. Although he was weak and sick since childhood, the dead old man had taught him some five-animal exercises for fitness, but he hadn't heard it yet. I have seen this kind of kung fu that looks like it appears in martial arts movies.

In this way, do the exaggerated deadly kung fu that appear in martial arts movies really exist?
At this moment, Zhang Fan and his friends were stunned. He instantly turned into a curious baby, constantly asking the dead old man about martial arts.

"Can martial arts really fly into the sky and escape from the ground?"

Zhang Fan opened his eyes and asked curiously.

"It's not that exaggerated, but it's not uncommon for a punch to break a rock."

The dead old man said with a smile.

"so smart!"

It's hard to imagine that a fist body can smash such a solid rock, how hard that fist must be, Zhang Fan can't figure it out at all.

Zhang Fan never imagined that the human body could be so strong. In such a modern society, people have long believed that guns and ammunition are the most powerful weapons. How can the human body be any match? At most, there are only a few athletes who are good at Sanda. , can knock down a few people, not to mention blocking ammunition, just jumping up a few meters high, the strength is incomparable.

In his perception, no matter how powerful a person is, in today's world, a gun can easily subdue the fighting that you have learned all your life.

It can be said that before today, Zhang Fan felt that fighting kung fu, practiced to the best, was just better than ordinary people, with a strong body, and it had no effect at all.

However, today's dead old man broke Zhang Fan's previous cognition.However, Zhang Fan still had no idea whether the dead old man was afraid of gunfire.

"Old man, are you afraid of bullets?"

Zhang Fan looked at the old man expectantly, very curious.

The dead old man pondered for a while, and then said: "Generally, I am not afraid, and bullets generally cannot hit me."

呲!
Zhang Fan's eyes were wide open at this moment, not afraid of bullets, oh my god, the dead old man actually said that he was not afraid of bullets, which made Zhang Fan's little heart start beating wildly again.

"No lying, no bragging!"

Zhang Fan couldn't believe it, how could the human body not be afraid of bullets, and it was faster than bullets, so how fast could it move so as not to be hit by bullets?

(End of this chapter)