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Chapter 872 Meet him

Before opening his eyes, Gou Wazi thought he would return to the hands of those old guys who were no different from monsters in his eyes, but when he saw his grandfather's old face full of wrinkles and his big smelly mouth

, after seeing the somewhat terrifying one-eye, the whole person was stunned for an instant.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, thinking he was seeing things.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the situation in front of him was still the same. Only then did he believe that he had finally returned to his grandfather!

"Ouch!"

Gouwazi immediately grinned, howled and stretched out his arms: "Master! Wuwuwu..."

"Oh, I'm here. Don't cry, little dog. It's okay. It's okay. Let's go home tomorrow." With tears in his eyes, the one-eyed old man stretched out his uninjured arm and hugged the child.

The two of them cried like this for a while, until Gouwazi, who had been in a state of fright for a while, got tired of crying and fell asleep, and finally let go.

At the same time, Jiang Zhuolin also learned about the entire rescue process from Xue Rongcheng.

He was also very curious about that magical incense, so he asked directly: "Boy, what is that incense of yours?"

Chu Heng had no intention of talking to him about this at this time. After carefully hugging Gou Wazi who was sleeping deeply, he quickly urged: "Let's not talk about this now, okay? Let's arrest them quickly. Those old gangsters are terrible.

They’re all crazy, Mu Yu’an and the others haven’t been back for so long, if they notice anything strange, they’ll be screwed if they run away again and a half!”

"Then arrest them first!"

Jiang Zhuolin looked solemn and turned to ask someone to gather the troops.

Five minutes later, all the police officers from the Public Security Bureau and Chu Heng's younger brothers, who were already ready to go, appeared in front of the compound.

Immediately, they divided into two groups. A deputy director led Xue Rongcheng and others to arrest people in the shanty towns, while Jiang Zhuolin personally led the team to Wangzhuang.

Chu Heng led Cen Hao to sit in the bureau and did not follow him.

Mu Yu'an, the mastermind, had been caught and the child had been rescued. He really couldn't arouse any interest in the remaining little shrimps.

The main reason is that the grandson is lazy and doesn't want to move...

So after watching the large group of people leave the Public Security Bureau, Chu Heng led Cen Hao back to Jiang Zhuolin's office while yawning.

At this time, Gou Wazi was lying on the single bed in the room and asleep. The one-eyed old man was sitting on the edge, holding a hot towel and carefully wiping the child's crying face. His old face was full of love.

I don’t know how long it had been since the child had washed his face. After wiping it with a snow-white towel for a few times, it instantly became a mess. He had to wash it again before using it. However, the old man had an injury on one of his hands. Such a simple thing did not matter to him.

However, it became very inconvenient for me.

"I'll do it, man."

Seeing this, Chu Heng hurriedly walked over and took the towel from the old man's hand. After washing it in the slightly discolored warm water, he gently cleaned up the child for him.

At this time, Wan Xiaotian's talent was revealed. If that kid were here, he would have grabbed the towel and got in on his own.

But Cen Hao, on the other hand, stood aside and smoked happily as if nothing was wrong.

Otherwise, if Qianlong liked Heshen, something would happen...

"Why!"

At this time, the one-eyed old man sighed, covered Gouwazi with a quilt, raised his eyes to Chu Heng, and said with a grateful face: "Master Chu, thank you very much this time. Without your help, Gouwazi would

It’s hard to say what will happen to me and my father.”

"Hey, why are you thanking me? After all, it's not me who caused you trouble. I should deserve it." Chu Heng smiled and waved his hand, glancing at the child who was asleep on the bed with a frown on his face.

, thought for a while and reminded: "By the way, I have something to remind you. It seems that this child must have been frightened a lot. It may leave some psychological shadow. You'd better go back."

Find someone to guide you."

After so many years of hard work, the old man naturally understood this truth. Hearing this, his face darkened. He put his hand on the child's brow and rubbed it a few times, but he couldn't smooth out the tightly entangled knots. He couldn't help but feel annoyed.

, gritted his teeth angrily and cursed: "Mu Yu'an, this bastard, really deserves to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!"

"Don't worry, he won't get away with eating peanuts. Let's calm down." Chu Heng comforted him with a warm voice, and then remembered Mu Yu'an hiding from bullets, and asked curiously: "Hey, men, that Mu Yu'an

Do you know kung fu? When we ambush that old gangster today, he was so damn able to dodge bullets!"

"Dodging bullets?" The old man raised his head in astonishment and said with a smile: "How can there be a living person who can dodge bullets? Let alone him. Even the Big Sword King Wu doesn't have this ability. It must be a coincidence."

"That's it!"

Chu Heng was immediately disappointed.

He thought there really was some real skill in this world.

Cen Hao interrupted at this time: "How about his kung fu? Looking at the skills he showed today, he is not like ordinary people."

"Kung Fu..." After hearing this, the old man thought for a while and said very pertinently: "His skills are still very good. The grandson first learned to practice back fist, and later learned to poke his feet. Those who were beaten to death by him over the years practiced

The family, at least twenty or thirty, includes some of them who have been famous for a long time!"

"So fierce!"

Chu Heng took a breath of cold air.

You know, those martial arts practitioners who fought in the past were basically fatal. If they were not careful, they would be killed. Mu Yu'an could pick off twenty or thirty people in a row and still keep them all alive. It is enough to show that,

He should be a master!

Cen Hao also widened his eyes in surprise, and at the same time he was also a little happy to see Xun Xin. He had never met many people who knew real kung fu since he was a child. When he met such a master with a brilliant record, he suddenly felt itchy and wanted to follow him.

Let him take a look at a few moves.

So, after this guy rolled his eyes for a few times, he encouraged his boss: "Master Chu, why don't we go find him and give him a try? I want to see how good he is!"

"Go away! It was so hard to catch someone alive. If you beat him to death, wouldn't my work be in vain?"

Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him. He never thought that Cen Hao would be defeated. After all, boxing was afraid of young people.

Cen Hao sighed in disappointment after hearing this.

The one-eyed old man next to him suddenly bared his teeth and smiled, and said with a serious look on his face: "Master Chu, everything is fine. How about we meet that old guy?"

When Chu Heng saw him like this, he knew that the old man hadn't held it in well. He looked sideways and asked, "What's the matter, man, have you ever wanted to get addicted to handcrafts?"

"Hey, the old man treated me like this and it's really hard to let go of his anger!" The old man didn't hide his thoughts.

"Then...let's do it!" Chu Heng hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

He was also angry. After all, if Mu Yu'an hadn't interfered, how could he have suffered in this miserable place?

Mother has gone home to repair the spittoon!

This really makes me angrier the more I think about it!

As a result, the three of them left the sleeping puppy and quietly left the office.


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