A few minutes later, Zhuo Yun walked out of the toilet with refreshed steps.
On the floor of the toilet, Biaozi and the other three lay groaning on the ground, looking as if they had just had their anus penetrated by someone in pain, which frightened several guests who originally wanted to go to the toilet and hurriedly backed out.
"Zhuo Yun, why did it take you so long to go to the toilet? There can't be a problem in that area, right?" As soon as he returned to the box, a male colleague of the company seized the opportunity and teased.
"Damn, you're the one with the problem." Zhuo Yun despised this guy and glanced at Wang Tao, who was sitting next to Chu Meier. He saw a look of astonishment in Wang Tao's eyes, even though it was just a flash.
He passed it, but it was clearly seen in his eyes.
"As expected, it's him. Since you want to play, I'll just play with you." The corners of his mouth raised, and Zhuo Yun sneered secretly in his heart.
After all, they had to go to work tomorrow. When ten o'clock came, everyone had to leave the nightclub with some unfinished feelings.
Walking out of the nightclub, Zhuo Yun deliberately slowed down and came to Wang Tao's side.
"Manager Wang, thank you for taking care of me just now. It's not rude to come or go back and forth. You have to be careful when you go home."
After speaking, Zhuo Yun, with a wicked smile on his face, quickly caught up with Chu Meier in front of him without giving Wang Tao a chance to ask.
On the excuse that the two of them lived in the same place, he shamelessly sat in the passenger seat of Chu Meier's car.
Watching this scene, under the fluorescent lights of the nightclub, Wang Tao's face was as ugly as a purple eggplant, and his eyes were full of jealousy and resentment.
"Chu Meier is mine, and no one can take it away from me. I have worked hard for this for so many years, and I can never fail because of a pretty boy. As long as she becomes my woman, the entire company will also become mine.
Then I can have both wealth and sex." Wang Tao thought with a roar in his heart, and his expression became a little crazy.
He roared angrily, but ignored what Zhuo Yun said just now, and it was precisely because of this that his tragedy began.
Without any suspense, Wang Tao's tragedy spread throughout the company the next day.
On his way home, this guy was surrounded by a group of gangsters armed with wooden sticks. He was beaten so hard that he almost couldn't take care of himself. It was said that he had several fractures in his body, especially his lower body. He was hit hard and he probably needed to rest for a month.
"Tsk, tsk, this guy Biaozi is really ruthless." After hearing the news, Zhuo Yun thought with gloating.
Since Wang Tao paid someone to teach him a lesson, he just went with the flow and asked Biaozi to repair Wang Tao.
And when giving orders to Biaozi, he also deliberately revealed that Wang Tao actually knew that he knew martial arts. This made Biaozi hate Wang Tao even more, and naturally he worked extra hard when repairing.
Not to mention the tragedy of Wang Tao, but Zhuo Yun officially started his career in Chuang Era.
Every day, he either repaired the security team members of the security department and taught some simple martial arts routines, or he went to Chu Meier's office to chat and spank, use rogue tricks, and gain some verbal advantage. His little life was still very nourishing.
It was another early morning. Zhuo Yun stretched out comfortably on the bed and glanced at the electronic watch hanging not far away. It was already past nine o'clock.
If he usually starts working, today is a Saturday and the company has a weekend holiday, so he can sleep in comfortably.
If anyone came to his room at this moment, they would be stunned and open their mouths.
Of course, it was not his naked Yizhu Qingtian, but a huge turtle lying next to him, occupying almost half of the bed.
In just five days, Black Turtle's size has grown so rapidly that no one would believe it.
"Xuangui, you are so grown up. I won't be able to let you sleep on the bed anymore, and your appetite will become more and more terrible. If this continues, you will be exhausted." He moved his body and said,
Zhuo Yun turned his head and looked at Xuanwu who was lying next to him, his body was as big as a large iron basin for laundry in rural areas, and said helplessly.
After hearing Zhuo Yun's words, the head that was originally in the turtle shell stretched out, and a pair of blood-red eyes revealed a touch of spirituality.
"Jiji!" Xuangui yelled and shook his head, as if to express his dissatisfaction.
"Okay, okay, I was just joking, don't take it too seriously." Sensing Xuan Turtle's emotions, Zhuo Yun smiled, stood up and leaned on Xuan Turtle's shell.
Even though it is already summer, the black turtle's shell is still very cool. Leaning on it feels like the air conditioner is on, which is very comfortable.
Lying on Xuangui's back, Zhuo Yun felt comfortable and wanted to sleep again.
In a daze, everything around him became quiet, and there was only the sound of long but mysterious breathing in his ears. Each breath was separated by more than ten minutes, but it did not give people the slightest feeling of discomfort, as if it was continuous.
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Gradually, Zhuo Yun was also affected by this kind of breathing, and his body unconsciously began to imitate this magical breathing method.
However, the human body is not suitable for such breathing intervals of more than ten minutes. Soon he felt a strong sense of hypoxia, and his head became dizzy due to lack of oxygen.
At this moment, the sound of breathing in his ears sounded again, and an inexplicable resonance poured into his heart. He subconsciously integrated this resonance. While the brain was deprived of oxygen, a warm air flow came out of his body.
, the feeling of hypoxia was greatly relieved immediately.
Not only that, the appearance of this air flow made him immersed in a mysterious feeling, as if he had transformed into a turtle at the moment, and the air flow in his body was slowly increasing as he breathed in and out.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhuo Yun suddenly woke up from his half-sleep and half-awake state. Everything that had just happened clearly appeared in his mind.
"What happened just now? Wasn't it a dream?" Thinking of this, Zhuo Yun quickly breathed in the same way as before. However, what made him depressed was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find that feeling.
Just when he was about to give up, he saw the black turtle lying there out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yes, what I felt just now seemed to be the Black Turtle's breath, if that's the case."
Whatever he wanted to do, Zhuo Yun immediately transferred his consciousness to the black turtle. However, this time he did not take the initiative to control the black turtle. Instead, he cleverly used the posture of a bystander to feel the changes in the black turtle's breathing and control the body's movements.
It is still Xuangui’s own consciousness.
This is the result of his continuous research these days.
Attaching his consciousness to the black turtle, bystanders felt the breathing of the black turtle. Zhuo Yun was surprised to find that it was exactly the same as what he had sensed in a daze just now. With the continuous induction, he gradually became more familiar with this breathing method.
Have a deeper understanding.
The black turtle's breathing is very long, just like the people who practice internal skills in the legendary martial arts movies. In this long breathing, the black turtle can last for more than ten minutes at a time. Of course, this is not its limit.
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Zhuo Yun, who was immersed in the induction, gradually found the familiar feeling. He quickly withdrew his consciousness from the black turtle and breathed according to the familiar feeling.
After just holding his breath for a short while, he felt a strong sense of suffocation, as if he would suffocate if he didn't breathe immediately.
"No, I can't inhale, otherwise all my efforts will be wasted." He kept reminding himself in his mind, Zhuo Yun tried hard to recall the feeling of a flow of air rising in his body when he was half asleep and half awake.
Zhuo Yun's face, which was originally considered a pretty face, turned into a strange purple-red color in just a few minutes. The long-term lack of oxygen made his mind a little unclear.
"Is it just an illusion? I can't hold it anymore."
After holding his breath for a long time, the feeling of approaching death made Zhuo Yun feel a surge of fear in his heart. He could feel that if he didn't breathe, he might suffocate to death. (No. 10 on the Urban New Book Signing List)
It’s six, wow, brothers, keep up the good work, I’ve been a bit sluggish lately, and I’m not very satisfied with it, please give me some advice!)
