Wu Dehui waited quietly for a few seconds, looking at Yunluo's broken hair scattered on his forehead. For a moment, he wanted to reach out and push the latter's hair behind his ears.

He did take action, but not fully.

He raised his hand slightly, and the movement was so small that in Yunluo's view, Wu Dehui looked like he had been bitten by an insect.

She raised her left hand, and with her right hand subconsciously held the sleeve that was about to fall apart, and punched the air in front of Wu Dehui a few times before continuing the previous topic.

Originally, she was supposed to be like other women in the palace, living a comfortable and boring life without much change, but she didn't want to and tried some weird things everywhere. Once, she found that a girl appeared in the palace.

The man who knew everything was named Marco Polo. I heard that the emperor’s elder brother was full of praise for his knowledge.

With such an interesting person, Yun Luo liked new things, so she naturally wanted to invite Marco Polo. Not only did she meet him once, she also asked him to be her teacher and teach her everything he knew.
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It is precisely because of this that she met Tiancan, and the subsequent trajectory of her life changed from then on.

Yun Luo just said this sentence silently in her heart, and had nothing to say to Wu Dehuizhi.

It's nothing, he didn't ask, there was no need for her to talk about unpleasant topics.

Wu Dehui suddenly understood and nodded in praise. No wonder, it turned out that the famous Marco Polo was Yun Luo's teacher. No wonder when she came to Xiangjiang, she looked a little more restrained than the ancient women in movies and TV dramas.

Famous teachers make great disciples.

After that, Wu Dehui fell even more in love with Yun Luo. He thought she was a tsundere princess who had no fingers in the spring water. It was hard to estimate that a woman who had Wu Dehui take care of her...

I found a treasure.

Ever since, Wu Dehui had a deep idea in his heart. Maybe he had it when he met Yun Luo for the first time, but it became clearer now. That is: Yun Luo cannot be taken away by Tiancan in any way. He

Protect Yunluo no matter what.

As for Xiaoman and Li Chi, Tiancan can take them away if he likes them, and he has no objection.

Uncle Feng's eyes rolled, and Wu Dehui smiled so proudly. He could indeed help him, but he hadn't officially started yet. Do you want to be so happy?

Nowadays, the younger generation, the more he looks at it, the less he understands it.

First there were police officers like Lin Sir and Miao Sir who abided by the law and knew how to adapt to changes. Although they lived a so-so life, they were meticulous and focused at work. Later, there was Zhou Xiaoxing, who had a strong personal style and was brave and resourceful.

He is agile, courteous, elegant and easy-going, but he still covets his treasure from time to time.

Now this Wu Dehui is moody, and his words and actions may not be consistent with common sense. He is quite normal, and he is a reasonable person. He often makes some incomprehensible actions.

It is now.

Uncle Feng couldn't help but pat... the railing. He was supposed to pat Wu Dehui on the shoulder. He was worried that he was too absorbed in his thoughts and was afraid that he would scare him with a sudden pat.

When Wu Dehui heard the familiar sound of banging on the railing, his thoughts were suddenly pulled away from the past few days between him and Yun Luo, and he immediately asked Uncle Feng to contact him...

Is it better to contact the police first or Zhou Xiaoxing?

Wu Dehui touched his chin, looked thoughtfully at the deserted street downstairs, thought for a few seconds with his smart head, scratched the small pimple that appeared on his left cheek at some point, and came up with an idea.

When talking to Uncle Feng, he should contact Zhou Xiaoxing first. At this time, there are probably not many people in the police station. If he comes, he will stay here all night. It may not be able to help, so he should wait for Zhou Xiaoxing to come.

He still remembered Zhou Xiaoxing's explanation to Li Chi. The latter only said that he would call Yazi, but did not say that he would call a large number of police officers.

It's true that Meazi represents the police station, but in case he gets the wrong idea, Zhou Xiaoxing told Meazi about this just because he wanted her to know about it. As for whether he will need a large number of police officers to help him later, he still needs to make his own decision.

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If Wu Dehui could speak for himself, he wished that there were police officers downstairs now, so that when Tian Can came over, the sky net would be restored without leakage.

In this way, no one can affect him and Yun Luo.

However, this is not possible. It is Zhou Xiaoxing who protects them so that he can leave safely and bring Yun Luo here. If he does something wrong with good intentions, Zhou Xiaoxing will probably not help them later.
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Although he didn't promise to help at all, what if something happens.

Uncle Feng didn't think so much. He slowly raised his hands to reach his temples, and put his index and middle fingers together. He quickly retracted his left hand, reached into his arms, and rubbed his body a few times.

Wu Dehui couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene. He must not tell him that Uncle Feng is now studying Jigong and wants to get some pills from his body to treat difficult and complicated diseases.

If so, please give it to Li Chi. He is injured on his right hand and needs it. As for him, forget it. He has no luck in taking this kind of medicine that comes from Uncle Feng's body and skin.

Thinking of Li Chi, Wu Dehui slowly leaned back and saw a warm and romantic scene through the door.

Xiaoman was half distressed and half angry as he applied medicine to Li Chi's right hand. Although he kept blaming him, he kept bandaging his hand. Xiaoman, who usually used to bluff, now looked a little more cute.

Ah, this... being naked and spreading dog food.

Yun Luo and A Lian were lying on the left and the right respectively, tilting their heads and looking at Li Chi who didn't know where to put his hands and feet. One covered his mouth and smiled, and the other pursed his lips and smiled.

This scene made Wu Dehui feel an inexplicable warmth welling up in his body. Soon, it spread from the soles of his feet to his throat. He turned his head and opened his mouth slightly to let the heat out.

The strange thing is that as soon as he took this breath, his whole body suddenly felt much more relaxed, and even the bones in his back that had been kicked by Tian Zan were no longer sore.

Is this an explanation?

He couldn't explain it for a while, so he moved his back, and the long-lost pain came back again.

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He said before, don't be brave, don't be willful, don't be in trouble with your body, now it's better, the place that should hurt should not hurt...

Tian Can's foot hit his unprotected back. Even if Tian Can said that he only had one level of skill, he should not be underestimated.

It hurts so much that it’s fine if I don’t move. But if I move, there’s no place in my body that doesn’t hurt.

It must be that Tian Can, a big fool, didn't tell the truth. According to Wu Dehui, his level of skill is at least 50%. If a cunning and cunning person like Tian Can asked his colleagues to tell the truth, if he didn't exaggerate, how would he become

The best in martial arts.

What's more, the language itself doesn't have any special meaning, it just depends on the person speaking it.

To put it into perspective, for rich people, the word breakfast means many things, such as bread, milk, caviar, these are the lowest level. Basically, most rich people have professional chefs to prepare breakfast every day.

The daily menu is different, so I won’t mention the careful selection of ingredients. The key is that the nutrition must be balanced, and every bite of food in your mouth must be beneficial to your body.

This is what they call breakfast.

For people who are in a state of food and clothing, the concept of breakfast is very simple. Eat whatever is available, eat whatever is cheap, eat whatever is free, eat whatever is convenient, and completely ignore whether the food combination is reasonable, just be satisfied.
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If you switch to Tiancan, it will be the same.

He is a person with peerless martial arts, and his skills are so powerful that he thinks that his so-called first level of skills is like a pat on the back, not much more powerful than stepping on an ant to death.

He has no idea about the performance of his skills in front of individuals with different physical qualities, and he doesn't care at all.

Afterwards, you can say in an understatement that he just used a level of skill... that's all.

Isn’t that what Tiancan does?

Wu Dehui was pretty good. He took a big pill with Li Chi in the tomb, and his physical fitness was better than that of ordinary white-collar workers. However, after enduring Tiancan's kick, his whole body was still sore and weak, as if he had just finished work and returned to the house.

On the way, I was punched dozens of times by a group of young and Dangerous boys who were just starting out.

He held his waist with one hand and supported the railing with the other. He slightly endured the pain and raised his head to check Uncle Feng's progress, and found that...he had not missed anything at all.

Uncle Feng was in that posture more than ten seconds ago, and he is still in that posture now.

The difference was that when Wu Dehui's eyes met Uncle Feng's gentle and firm gaze, the latter smiled slightly, as if he was talking, he had waited patiently for him.

Uh...no need to.

Uncle Feng noticed Wu Dehui's anxiety. He withdrew his gaze, held his breath and gathered his energy. He took out a yellow and vermilion rune from his arms with his left hand, threw it into the air, opened his mouth slightly, and blew a small breath.

Instant spontaneous combustion.

Wu Dehui subconsciously forced him back. He didn't have time to see clearly what was written on the rune. Although he didn't recognize any of the symbols, if he put the rune in front of him, only the rune would recognize him, and he would not recognize the identity of the rune.

But none of this affected his desire to crane his neck to watch.

No, it's just the instinct of the body. There is a saying that curiosity killed the cat. Bah, this sentence is wrong. It should be that curiosity is the ladder of human progress.

He was actively climbing the stairs, and the runes were burned to ashes.

Uh...

Uncle Feng is a bit fast!

No wonder Uncle Feng doesn’t have any apprentices now, he’s too cautious.

I really don’t blame Uncle Feng. When the fire started, it was out of his control at all. Besides, it was just an action of burning runes. He had nothing to hide, and anyone could just take a look at it.

As for the apprenticeship, it is easier to explain. Uncle Feng has always been a police officer before. There is no need to accept apprentices. If you want someone, the police station has a lot of clerks. Even in Dongpingzhou, where public security is good, there are two or three military uniforms every day.

Inspection.

Now, I haven't met a good seedling. Zhou Xiaoxing was originally one, but he is too qualified. Uncle Feng feels that his ability is limited and he is not qualified to be his teacher. He should be his friend and help him from the side. Is there anything he can't solve?

If he can solve the problem, that's enough.

People in the world say that apprentices choose their masters, but that is not entirely true. Masters also choose their apprentices, and a strict master would rather be incompetent than indiscriminate.

These are what Uncle Feng said to himself after reading Wu Dehui's thoughts at this moment from the corner of his eye.
To be continued...