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Chapter 45 Your grandfather could hit 50 when he was young

Chapter 45 Your father could fight 50 when he was young

Seeing that Luo Siya's face was serious and definitely not a joke, Li Fan had no choice but to obey and drive Luo Siya home.

The car drove all the way to the mid-level villa area, in front of Luo's house. Luo Siya got out of the car and left alone. Li Fan spread his hands with an innocent look on his face. She went to the front, raised her head, and returned the same way.

Luo Siya entered the villa and went directly to the third floor. Sure enough, she saw her aunt in the tea room.

She knocked on the door and said politely: "Auntie..."

"Xiaoya, what are you doing...sit down..." my aunt said kindly.

Luo Siya sat down opposite her aunt and said, "I want to tell you about Zhang Han."

"Oh?" My aunt looked curiously.

Luo Siya immediately said: "Zhang Han told me today that he had something to do tonight and would not come back. But I saw him fighting with people on the road, and he beat five people one by one and removed all the joints of those five people. Later,

The security forces came and took them all away."

"Then what?" asked my aunt.

"Then...I don't know..." Luo Siya said.

"He is your boyfriend. He was taken away by the security, so you can't ask for help. Do you want me to find him?" My aunt said unhappily.

"That's not what I meant... because after seeing it clearly, he should be fine... If something really happens, call me and I will be able to sort it out..." Luo Siya said.

"Then what do you mean when you tell me this?" asked my aunt.

"I mean, Zhang Han is not an ordinary person who can fight... I suspect that when he fought with grandpa, he must have recognized grandpa, so he was merciful and deliberately let grandpa hit him a few times... This guy is cunning

It's very... there must be some conspiracy..." Luo Siya said the real purpose.

When she heard Li Fan say that Zhang Han could fight five, she became suspicious.

Grandpa is indeed good at martial arts, and she has seen him boxing before. But Zhang Han is so young and can still fight so well. How could grandpa be Zhang Han's opponent at his current age?

Zhang Han made it clear that he was better than his grandfather, so he deliberately lost, so it was inevitable that he had evil intentions.

As long as you clarify this point, you will probably be able to get rid of Zhang Han.

No, my aunt frowned and said disapprovingly: "If one hits five, then he has the right to show mercy to your grandfather."

"Isn't it?" Luo Siya said in confusion.

"That's because you don't know how powerful your grandpa is. When your grandpa was young, he could fight not only five, but also fifty. Even if he's older now, Zhang Han won't be able to compete with him. I guess.

"It's hard to say whether five Zhang Hans can beat your grandfather." My aunt said calmly.

puff!

Luo Siya was stunned on the spot and couldn't believe her ears. She stammered: "Aunt, aunt... I, I didn't... heard it right... When my grandfather was young, he could fight fifty...

…”

"Only the older generation know about your grandfather's deeds. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. However, you don't need to go out to promote it. Just know it yourself." At this point, my aunt changed the subject, "By the way, will he be fine tomorrow night?

?”

"I don't know either." Luo Siya said.

"You're young and don't have a job, so how can you get so many things done?" asked my aunt.

"How would I know." Luo Siya frowned.

"Isn't he your boyfriend? What's going on with him? You, a girlfriend, don't even know. How do you two get along with each other? Didn't he just get fired? Otherwise, let him go to work in the group." My aunt Shen Shen

said the voice.

"This...I...I'll ask him..." Luo Siya said dejectedly.

She suddenly realized that since Zhang Han entered the house, she seemed to have lost consciousness.



Sheriff's Office.

In the interrogation room, Zhang Han was sitting in the same position as last time, facing the same three security guards.

He was questioned vigorously. Common questions, such as name, age, etc., were just asked two days ago, but they had to be formal.

Soon, the strong-willed man asked: "Zhang Han, where did you practice your kung fu?"

"When I was young, I saw that the old men in the village liked to do Tai Chi, so I followed him and learned a few times. I didn't give it up when I was in school and kept practicing," Zhang Han said.

"Then the method of dividing muscles and bones was also learned from the old man?" he asked again.

"This is not true. I studied it through human bones when I was studying orthopedics." Zhang Han said.

"How can this be studied?" He said with a stunned look on his face.

"It's very simple..." Zhang Han said with a disapproving look on his face, "This is the same principle as the last time I treated you for a dislocated finger, but the location is different... If the doctor can put pressure on you, he can also give it to you.

You take it off...if you don't know how to take it off, how can you press it..."

"Uh..." He was dumbfounded.

It seems to be the truth. If you don’t know how to remove it, how can you press it?

"Do you know any of Duyou's friends?" he said after a long while.

"I don't know." Zhang Han shook his head.

"That's probably because someone bought them to seek revenge on you. You guessed it, they've all been offended recently..."

The tiger-backed man originally wanted to say, "I have offended those people." But before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that Dean Duan from last time was counted?

Zhang Han naturally understood his question, and immediately thought of the people in the hospital.

Nimabo... everyone looks sanctimonious on the surface, but secretly they do this kind of thing...

"Analyze, who have you offended recently, and who would do this?" Hubei Xiongyao still asked.

"I had a little feud with our dean, but he fired me...I'm not sure whether it was him..." Zhang Han said.

"Well, let's look for a breakthrough from these five people first to see if we can identify the mastermind. In addition, our people should have taken photos of your car. You should go repair the car and get the ticket then.

Come, let us help you claim compensation." He said with a strong back.

"Thank you, SIR." Zhang Han said.

"Okay, that's the end of the transcript."

The sturdy man waved and signaled that the interrogation room was also monitored. After he finished speaking, the video was turned off.

He then took out his mobile phone and said: "Um... I've written down your phone number here. I'll add your M message later..."

"Okay." Zhang Han nodded.

The police officer who was recording the transcript immediately said: "Brother Zhang, I'll add you too. If there is a bruise or injury in the future, I'll leave it to you."

"No problem." Zhang Han said.

Another person who knew it also said: "Brother Zhang, can you teach me your Kung Fu? I am also a Tai Chi enthusiast."

"Uh..." Zhang Han didn't know what to say this time.

"Go, go, go..." He immediately looked at his subordinates with a strong back and said, "Just return Tai Chi and Tai 6."

Zhang Han left the police station just like that. The electric car was kicked and dropped. The front gear was broken, but there were no other problems.

He rode back to the rental house and looked at the environment inside. Looking at the current living environment, it was simply heaven and earth.

Fortunately, I probably won't live here again in the future.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Han took out the Muscle Pill and swallowed it.

Within a moment, Zhang Han felt unbearable pain in his body. This kind of pain could not be described in words. His limbs and bones ached, as if the pain penetrated into his bones.

"Ah...uh..."

Zhang Han clenched his teeth and couldn't help but make a sound. He was rolling back and forth on the small bed in pain.

He was somewhat lucky that he was really wise and did not go to Luo Siya's house or his grandma's house.

He just hopes that time will pass quickly. Unfortunately, the more it goes like this, the slower time seems to pass. One hour is as long as a century to Zhang Han.

(End of chapter)


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