Time flies very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, two days later.

That night, Zhang Chong suddenly received a message. Let’s have a trendy crowd.

The Trendy Bar is located in the commercial street in the center of Joyoung, which is popular among young people. Under the various lights, the heavy metal subwoofer speakers emit a roar similar to a beast.

With DJ's skillful DJ's skills, the people on the dance floor were in full swing. People rub shoulders and elbows to vent the pressure brought by daytime work.

Zhang Chongbai looked at the women on the dance floor boredly. These women were much more popular than the women in the old mountain valley. The one with the navel exposed, the one with the navel exposed, and the one with the shoulders exposed, of course, the small grooves at least exposed.

At this time, it was the beginning of the city nightlife. Many women came here just to seek excitement, and some were just curious. Zhang Chong was a little confused. After a while, he met several women who took the initiative to say hello, and he ignored them so much that he turned aside.

"Die! Come to the bar and pretend to be serious!" A woman curled Zhang Chong's neck and smiled charmingly, and the waves in her chest surged in front of Zhang Chong's chest.

"Go away!" Zhang Chong's body shook, his eyes were like fire. When he stared at him, the woman was so scared that she retreated.

Then she saw another fly that was not afraid of death pounced on him again.

A woman with a fair and beautiful wind twisted her waist and walked towards Zhang Chong.

She was wearing a red dress with a backless back, and her skirt was specially trimmed into a step-shaped shape, revealing her two slender thighs under the blurred light. While walking, she was swaying and the scenery under the skirt made people imagine.

"Handsome guy, is there anyone next to you?" Little Butt moved and jumped onto the high stool. The huge green chandelier above her head shone out her face.

She has short fiery red hair, exquisite makeup on her face, and long black false eyelashes. When she squinted her eyes, the rolled eyelashes leaked out rays of light.

"One more." Zhang Chong frowned, opened another beer and took a sip.

"Handsome guy, what are you asking?" Her hands were lying on the table opposite Zhang Chong, her butt was sticking back, her big eyes flashed, with some teasing, and her chest was pressed heavily on the table. Her career line was squeezed out of shape, like a ball of cotton, and the endless spring light left too much room for imagination.

Zhang Chong knew nothing about such chats. He didn't fantasize that he would throw himself into his arms as long as he was a beauty. He looked coldly at the person who looked like a woman sitting in front of him and said, "Sorry, I just want to drink some wine alone?"

"Ho ho! It's so boring to drink alone. Why don't you invite me to have a few drinks?" The woman sat next to Zhang Chong with a mature butt.

The huge breasts were exposed without any concealment, and the chiffon bra was slightly pink. The corners of the sexy mouth were gently raised, and the eyelashes were flashing.

Zhang Chongzhen was worried that the long false eyelashes would fall off.

"I don't have money to treat you!" Zhang Chong refused bluntly.

"I'll treat!" The woman didn't think there was anything wrong. She opened a bottle of pure beer from Qingdao casually and took a big sip. Her face turned red, as if she had rubbed rouge, which was particularly charming.

Zhang Chong smiled bitterly. If there was a mirror, she wanted to take a look. Has his face been more blunt these days, and he has the temperament of being a novice face.

"You! You're so stingy. I wonder why my sister fell in love with you?" He complained and sighed, and the woman looked at Zhang Chonglai carefully.

After looking at it, I just have two words: "**Silk".

"Sister?" Zhang Chong looked carefully, and didn't know where he had seen this woman, and said coldly: "Did you recognize the wrong person? I don't know you, let alone your sister."

"A guy with no conscience, is Sister Nalan Qingqing sad for you? The woman said while shaking Zhang Chong's arm with her pink fist. The piece of powder meat hung on Zhang Chong's body was too heavy. I can't bear it.

"Nalan Qingqing?" Zhang Chong staggered and sprayed the wine in his mouth onto the table, and the table was in a mess.

"Are you?" Zhang Chong's fist was tightly squeezed.

"I'm Nalan Mingzhi." The other party smiled and said, "You don't know yet. My sister is going to marry Wang Xiaobao."

Is she Nalan Qingqing's sister? Zhang Chong heard Li Xiao mention that Nalan Qingqing's sister is Mingzhi, but he knows very little about her.

Zhang Chong was in a bad mood and was a little irritated. "Do I know your sister very well? Or do you want to be my sister-in-law!"

"Hmph! Humph! Are you really angry?" While speaking, the woman opened the wig on her head and the false eyelashes on her eyes.

It is obvious that an oxygen beauty with clear soup noodles is going to pretend to be non-mainstream. Zhang Chong was a little speechless.

"If you have something to say, please come back if you have nothing to do!" Zhang Chongke didn't have time to slap her.

"Hehe! Are you and my sister really a stubborn pair of tempers?" She lay on the table and stared at Zhang Chong, "Do you want Sister Nalan Qingqing to marry someone else?"

The two piles of snow meat on the chest were squeezed out, and it looked like milking, with a dazzling white halo.

A bitterness surged in Zhang Chong's heart. Unexpectedly, what Nalan Qingqing said was not a lie. She had said so many lies. Did she tell me to propose marriage to her grandfather last time, but was it the truth?

"Your expression makes me know that you like him very much. Why don't you fight for it if you like it? My poor sister, are you going to marry someone you don't like?" Nalan Mingzhi said half sighing and half annoyed, "Sister, how could you fall in love with such a weak man as you?

After saying that, she turned around and left. Every time she took a step, a charming halo shook out of her waist.

"Slow down..." Zhang Chongli stood up and said.

"Follow me!" Nalan Mingzhi threw a word and walked forward without looking back.

As soon as the two left the bar, they were blocked by a group of people.

After leaving the sprinkler, the two got on a Maybach. The car drove out of the city center and headed for a remote area. After about half an hour of contact, they stopped in a nursing home.

"Go in by yourself!" Nalan Mingzhi left after saying this.

What is this? Is it a mystery? Is Nalan Qingqing waiting for me here? Zhang Chong wouldn't be so stupid as to this point. So he looked at the sanatorium carefully. This sanatorium called Xishan cannot be entered with money, but also has the right to do so. Mr. Liu was recuperating here.

There are many single-family courtyards in the sanatorium.

Zhang Chong walked forward along the Yuhua Stone paved into a tree-lined path, and stopped in front of an iron gate.

The guard was an old man in his sixties, with a lazy smile on his face and smoking a dry cigarette in his mouth.

"Old sir, is the old master Liu living in this room Nalan Yanlong?" Zhang Chong combined the information he received from Li Xiaona and Nalan Mingzhi's hint that if there was someone who could help him and Nalan Qingqing, it would be Mr. Liu.

"The master has been thanking the guests for several years. Please come back for the young man!" The old man murmured with his eyes closed.

"I am Nalan Qingqing's friend. I have something to do to see him." Zhang Chong said unwillingly.

"No!" the old man blocked the iron gate with his feet and said lightly.

"Old man, I really have something urgent to see him. Can it be convenient?" Zhang Chong said as he took out the tobacco he brought from his hometown and stuffed it into the old man's pocket.

The old man has always been strict with himself, but the tobacco sent by Zhang Chong was different from what he had smoked in the past. After all, the addiction to cigarettes occupied the upper part. He wandered around with his eyes and thought to himself: "Let him in, Old Master Liu will be unhappy. He won't let him in, so he took his cigarette again."

After all, he has lived for most of his life. He has long become a person like a spirit. The old man took his feet and refused to look at Zhang Chong.

How could Zhang Chong not understand such an obvious hint?

Zhang Chong hurriedly walked through the iron gate. Before he could take two steps, his shoulder was locked.

"This old guy is really good at being a human being. While taking my things and pretending to let me in, he came to stop him. Do you still want to offend him?"

Zhang Chong twisted his shoulder and glided for two or three steps like a swimming fish.

"At a young age, it's rare to have such skills," the old man put the tobacco pole aside, rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's been a long time since no one has been with me. Just play with me."

His hands turned into claws and attacked quickly.

"Swoosh!" A series of claw shadows covered Zhang Chong.

In fact, with Zhang Chong's skill, you can kill this old man in seconds. No matter how hard this old man has experienced, it is only in the bone training stage. It is simply not worth mentioning for Zhang Chong in the Qi training stage.

But this time Zhang Chong came here to ask someone and dared not kill him. Zhang Chong ran while fighting and soon arrived at the depths of the tree.

Looking around, I saw a small western-style building twenty meters away in front of me.

Seeing Zhang Chong getting closer and closer to the small foreign building, the old man was a little anxious and blamed himself for being kind and not willing to take action. If this guy was not good for the master, that would be bad.

"Stop, something that is so high and thick!" The old man cursed and ran forward desperately with his legs.

After three meters away from Zhang Chong, he jumped and his legs were at an angle of 180 degrees, kicking Zhang Chong's back straight.

The rapid attack and the strong force are rare in Zhang Chongsheng.

Before the old man's feet touched Zhang Chong's back, he bulged a strong aura.

Zhang Chong turned around calmly and pointed his thumbs at the old man's feet.

The southern fist and northern legs are as famous as the world. The northern legs are known for their domineering and rapidity. This old man has a profound leg skills and has been deeply influenced by the Tan family's twelve leg prowess. In addition, the super strong internal breath during the bone training period, he has always been very conceited.

Otherwise, Nalan Yanlong would not have invited him to be a bodyguard.

"This kid is too arrogant. What a pity, a good seedling will be destroyed in my hands." The old man couldn't help but sigh.

He had no successor in his kung fu. Seeing that Zhang Chong was of good qualifications and wanted to accept him as his disciple, he did not expect that Zhang Chong was so ignorant of the current affairs.

"Bang"

The old man beat two times in the air before he stood firm. He asked in disbelief: "Your cultivation has reached the Qi training stage?"

Zhang Chongcai was too lazy to answer such questions.

The old man's feet were so painful that he cramped, but he just gave up but was unwilling to give up. He kicked Zhang Chong's butt again.

"Old man, I can't tell it, it's so vulgar." Zhang Chong cut his backhand on the old man's feet.

The old man held back the pain and kicked his other foot.

Zhang Chong snatched his hands and then grabbed the old man's waist and smashed it to the ground.

"Come in!" A majestic voice sounded.

Zhang Chong gently placed the old man on the lawn and muttered: "I said it earlier, why do you need to do it?"

"I said it earlier, there would be no such fight." The old man who fell on the lawn was secretly frightened. "This young man's methods are too serious." The old man named Li Botong. He was the personal bodyguard of Mr. Nalan. His skills were unfathomable. He was once a mercenary. Because some things violated the interests of those in power, he was chased by a large gang. Mr. Li, who was still in the title of general, protected him. Although Li Botong was nearly 60 years old, his skills did not fall behind. What he did not expect was that he was defeated by a little kid under twenty years old.

After walking the trail, Zhang Chong saw the old man sitting in front of the steps basking in the sun. He was wearing a black Zhongshan outfit, gray hair, lying in a wheelchair, and a thick quilt covered with his lower body.

It is obvious that he has an old disease in his legs and is afraid of cold.

The old man's face was covered with age spots, his skin was extremely white, without any blood, and a dull and dead aura of death.

Looking at Qi is a method of diagnosis. From the word "Wang" as the entry point, you can know how the person is in a state of illness. Zhang Chong only glanced at him and knew that this man was seriously ill and would be in his life!

"Are you?" the old man said with difficulty, opening his mouth.

The hero in front of him made Zhang Chong feel sad

"Zhang Chong"

The voice sounds softly as if awakening the old man's sleeping consciousness.
Chapter completed!