Luoqian Wu and Fang Yihua, who were sitting at the back of the car, were on both sides. The former was talking to Carrie about the situation at the front for the eighth time.

"Really, with just one chop from Zhou Xiaoxing, the person lay down without struggling." Carrie made corresponding gestures. She could also knock the person down with one palm, but she didn't have such fast speed or hand strength.

It almost doesn’t make sense.

"Your Chinese Kung Fu is really amazing. I will learn it someday."

When learning from Zhou Xiaoxing, it’s best to teach him step by step, as this is the easiest way to develop feelings for her. In a martial arts movie she watched recently, Xiao Long and Yang Guo were like this.

"Hey, aren't you going back? Don't think too much about other things." She couldn't tell whether Zhou Xiaoxing's palm was Chinese Kung Fu. She felt that the power was very unusual and the hand was too strong.
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When Zhou Xiaoxing took out his palm, she stood behind him. Her palm was nothing. When she struck out, the palm wind was strong and full of infinite power. When it reached Xiao Hei's neck, he fell down with a gentle tap.

It shouldn’t be Chinese Kung Fu.

Wu Luoxian had reservations about things she didn't know. Carrie came back to help for a short period of time. Once the case was concluded, she would naturally go back. Chinese Kung Fu and other things were not something she should worry about.

The drunkard doesn't care about drinking. As Meazi's best friend, she wants to extinguish all the flames of Zhou Xiaoxing's possible cheating. Not to mention that Zhou Xiaoxing is not attracted to Carrie. Women chasing men have to guard against it.

Fang Yihua on the side thought it was funny. She thought it was ordinary just to knock people unconscious. If there was anything to study, Zhou Xiaoxing came up with this strategy to prevent Gong Wei from being influenced by Xiao Hei. This could be studied.

It seems that they are more relaxed in the ring.

She turned her head and glanced at Gong Wei. He was sitting in the car, a little uneasy, even though he didn't look at Fu Guang and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

If it weren't for the case with Fu Guang, he wouldn't have to risk the pressure of being misunderstood by his wife and children to rescue Xiao Hei, follow him to Xiangjiang, and work with him to do some dirty things for Fu Guang.

During this period, he received a call from Jiancheng saying that his mother had passed away. At that time, he had the intention of killing Fu Guang, and he almost did it, but he woke up at the last second.

Now that he has done it, he can go back after catching Li Nan. However, he is not happy in his heart. His wife has passed away and Xiao Gu has no idea where he is.

"Gong Wei, this is the letter Xiao Gu's mother asked me to bring to you." Fang Yihua took out a letter from her arms. For this letter, she almost lost her life when going through customs, thanks to Gong Gong's intervention.<

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Gong Wei turned around and took it, tears filled with a little joy. He was about to open it, pinched it a few times, and put it back in his pocket.

He also wants to find Xiao Gu.

"Madan, I'm sorry for holding you hostage before. Today, I won't say more. You already know my situation."

Gong Wei is not very good at saying thank you. His identity has been revealed and Fang Yihua needs help with the rest. He didn't say too much, knowing that the latter would definitely understand.

Fang Yihua nodded, her eyes and eyebrows stretched. She knew that she had experienced it, and she kept the red cotton-padded jacket that Xiaogu's mother gave her.

"Xiao Gu is in a safe place. Zhou Xiaoxing, the person who just captured Tian Weiqiang, has already gone to buy gifts. When we get to the mission, I will take you there."

Fang Yihua saw the growing joy in Ji Ji's eyes, and then said: "Your clothes are not very good. When you get to my house, I will get you some clothes to change into."

Gong Wei is a little angry. There is nothing wrong with his clothes. There is no need to change. Xiao Gu won't care.

"Madan, don't bother."

"It's not a problem. Xiao Gu has been living with me since he came to Xiangjiang before. Some of his clothes and luggage are still with me. You must be lucky to stay in Xiangjiang for a few days this time. Even if you stay in a hotel, you still need a change of clothes."

"I usually buy men's clothes. You know, when a girl lives alone, she needs to buy a few men's clothes and hang them outside to prevent thieves."

Gong Wei doesn't believe this explanation. The last time he held Fang Yihua hostage, there was a man sitting next to her. Don't tell me that he was a stranger.

Carrie Wu Luoqian listened quietly and did not want to interrupt. Fang Yihua was very polite when talking to the boss's younger brother, judging from their many years of working as escorts.

That guy is either an informant or an undercover agent.

Do informants and undercover agents enjoy such benefits now?

Carrie opened her eyes wide and looked at Wu Luoqian, who spread her hands. She didn't know that different police officers have different styles of doing things.

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"Dad, Brother Xiaoxing is right, he really brought you here." When Hong Kong students opened the door, they saw several people standing at the door and quickly called them in.

Qiang Qian, who was watching TV, put down the remote control. He looked at the door and saw his father, Zhou Xiaoxing. He threw away the remote control and ran to the door. When he was picked up by Gong Wei, he showed love to Zhou Xiaoxing.

He had thought it would be fast, but not this fast.

Brother Xiaoxing is more reliable than Aunt Xiaofang.

"Xiao Gu, I have forgotten Aunt Xiao Fang so quickly. I only remember brother Xiao Xing." Fang Yihua walked in and sat down, so as not to affect Gong Wei's enjoyment of his family.

Hong Kong student pulled Zhou Xiaoxing aside and gave thumbs up repeatedly. Yes, he was much faster than Abang.

"It's not like I don't want to be able to come and see you for the rest of my life. By the way, why do you think there's no rework?"

Zhou Xiaoxing took the tea cup and touched the lid. It was normal that Abang was not at home, but something was wrong with Hong Kong students. Today is a working day.

"The sports center is on holiday?"

"What's the matter?"

"I said it's to decorate the office. The center has too few projects and I want to hire someone."

The Hong Kong student handed Fang Yihua a cup of tea and answered when he returned.

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"But you are quite popular in our center. One look at me is a hundred, and a touch of your hand is a thousand. Xiaoxing, have you been framed?"

Yes, it’s true.

Zhou Xiaoxing took a sip of tea, as if nothing had happened, as if he was listening to other people's stories. Damn Ghost Wang Da, he could do anything to get food, but he told the latter to dismantle it when he left.

It's useless to dismantle it, those students must not be able to bear it, they are hearing what you say and what I say.

"How do you say this?"

"I heard from the students that the uncle at the central store sent out a lot of flyers, and the students went there to read them. My uncle seemed to be called Baa Gui Wangda, Xiaoxing, did you listen to me?"

Of course there is.

"Gui Wangda, there is someone with this name. If you don't recognize me when you look at me, you must be a liar." Zhou Xiaoxing didn't want to say more. The thing has already happened. Forgetting it is the greatest respect for it.

He walked to Gong Wei and touched Qiang Qiang's head.

"I heard that Xiao Gu is very powerful and knows martial arts."

"Yes, if it weren't for Xiao Gu, we might not be able to reach Xiangjiang safely. Gong Sheng, you are really good at teaching children."

Fang Yihua quickly joined the conversation. She had been sitting here alone for a long time, and her cold bench was getting hot.

"Actually, I don't spend much time with Xiaogu, it's his mother..."

Speaking of Xiaogu's mother, everyone except Zhou Xiaoxing was filled with emotion. It's such a pity that she is so young.

That's how things are in the world, you can't see tomorrow today.

"I think Xiaogu's mother must be a very optimistic person. She wouldn't want to see you like this, Xiaogu, don't you think so?"

Zhou Xiaoxing's gentle comfort said that people cannot be resurrected after death, and living a good life is the best way to remember the deceased.

Xiao Gu wiped away his tears. He knew his father didn't like him crying, so he wiped them away with his nod.

After talking about some follow-up arrangements, Fang Yihua sent Gong Wei and his son to stay in a hotel. Hong Kong students originally wanted to stay, but there were many rooms in Abang, so there was no need to go out, but Gong Wei insisted and let them go.

"You said..."

Zhou Xiaoxing patted the Hong Kong student on the shoulder, finished his tea, and drove back to his house.

When I went upstairs, I could still hear the neighbor's voice, talking about the family's shortcomings, putting on the TV, and shouting from time to time.

"You don't know how to read."

"Ouch, ah ah ah."

"How dare you scream."

When he reached his floor, it suddenly became quiet. Zhou Xiaoxing swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Adi was not here, but it was not lively. Why didn't any new neighbors come over?

When he reached the door and just took out the key, he heard the sound of laughing and joking. Zhou Xiaoxing frowned and looked up at the door. It was the third uncle's house.

He waited for a second, and the voices continued to come. The more he heard them, the more familiar they became. One was Uncle San, and the other was...

"Ghost King Da, what is your explanation?"

Zhou Xiaoxing opened the door directly without a key, pointed at the face that was not Gui Wangda, and put down the key.

The sports center is on holiday, and Ghost King Da also comes out for a walk. Aren’t your legs and feet bad?

My legs and feet are not good, so I just walk a little slower than normal. As long as I want to go out, I can still do it.

"Hey, Shai Zai, this is your master. Uncle Da has already told me. It's a coincidence that I am a black boy, and I actually call people Uncle Da."

This is the point.

Ghost King Da’s face was filled with pride, you can’t believe it, you can’t believe I would come to visit you, right?

It’s really hard to estimate.

"Third uncle, he is not my master?"

I felt aggrieved and just called me Master.
To be continued...