In the hotel, Hongwu waited for several tens of seconds after Ling Wei walked out before turning around and looking at Liu Bo blankly.
"Mr. Liu, what does Miss Ling mean?"
Uncle Liu said coldly, "Literally."
"ah?"
Hongwu and Hongqing opened their mouths wide, while Liu Bo had an expression of regret on his face.
"Miss Ling wanted you to die at three o'clock in the morning, so I didn't dare keep you until five o'clock. I'm sorry!"
After saying the last sentence, Old Liu moved.
In the box, another tragedy happened...
…
It took more than forty minutes from the time Ling Wei left the hotel to the time she drove back to her villa halfway up the mountain.
And within these forty minutes.
One of the three major giants in Zhonghai, the century-old Hong family——
The head of the family was slaughtered!
The heir died!
All direct descendants are destroyed!
The company went bankrupt!
The property was swallowed up!
Nine clans were executed!
Before anyone could react, the Hong family, once a prominent family in Zhonghai, became a historical term.
The cause of all this was Ling Wei's words "I'm in a bad mood".
The reason why she was in a bad mood was because that damn Chen Yang actually dared to hang up on her!
Bang!
At the entrance of the villa, Ling Wei slammed the car door shut and strode towards the backyard.
Ever since Chen Yang ignored the advice and insisted on practicing Baguazhang, Ling Wei hasn't been back here for more than half a month.
She was sulking with Chen Yang, but also wanted to teach him a lesson, to make him understand that in the end, Chinese martial arts depend on understanding, and brute force is the worst choice.
"I want to see what you've come up with after tinkering around for half a month."
Ling Wei frowned and pushed open the wooden fence in the backyard.
As far as the eye can see, the grass is still the same grass, with eighteen wooden stakes neatly arranged.
On top of the wooden stake, a shirtless man was practicing Baguazhang in a very serious manner.
After not seeing each other for half a month, the muscles on the man's back and arms had obviously bulged out. At this moment, a layer of bright sweat was dripping on his smooth back muscles, making him look extremely powerful.
What is more eye-catching than the muscles are the scars on the man's body.
There were obviously more bandages wrapped around his left arm, and his ankles and waist were also wrapped in bandages. In addition, there were many scars on his body that were visible to the naked eye.
There is no doubt that Chen Yang has been torturing himself to death every day for the past half month.
Ling Wei was annoyed when she saw the scars and was about to frown.
suddenly.
“Huh!”
Chen Yang, who had his back to her, suddenly turned halfway around and just delivered the last palm strike.
As his palm pushed out.
Three meters away.
When the wind blows, the grass bows!
Ling Wei, who was standing at the door, suddenly shrank back in pain!
All the unhappiness disappeared instantly!
She stood at the door in disbelief, shocked again, just like the first time she saw Chen Yang cutting his wrists while running.
It was just because Chen Yang had unleashed a powerful force with that palm strike just now!
Yes, she was definitely not mistaken!
The wind blows and the grass bends. This is an effect that can only be achieved by someone who has mastered the energy. It cannot be fake!
Ling Wei slowly raised her gaze and looked at Chen Yang who was slowly finishing his training.
This man.
He has little talent, is very old, has a single-minded mind, and likes to mess around.
But even with this kind of random practice, he actually developed a sense of Qi within half a month! !
You know, this is an achievement that even the most talented Longmen disciple has never achieved!
"When did you come back?"
"Why aren't you saying anything? What are you standing there for?"
Just when Ling Wei was in a daze, Chen Yang noticed her presence, got down from the wooden stake, and came to her while wiping the sweat off his face with a towel.
Ling Wei slowly gathered herself together: "Have you developed your sense of Qi?"
Chen Yang nodded excitedly: "Yes, I suddenly felt something last night. I found that as long as I practice Baguazhang to perfection, and then practice it over and over again, until I can control it freely, I will slowly be able to feel the existence of that energy. But I am not very proficient yet, and it sometimes comes and goes. I still need to practice..."
As he was speaking, Chen Yang suddenly discovered with some embarrassment that Ling Wei stretched out a hand and gently touched his chest with her fingertips.
"How many sets of boxing have you practiced in the past half month?"
Chen Yang shrugged: "I don't remember. Anyway, I practiced day and night without thinking. You didn't care about me."
"Stop talking."
Ling Wei suddenly touched his lips with her finger and looked at him seriously.
"I'll teach you well in the future, and you have to work harder, okay?"
"Why are you acting a little weird today?" Chen Yang smiled and touched his head.
"nothing."
Ling Wei also laughed: "I'm in a good mood today."
"Come on, pack up, we're going out to eat."
Chen Yang was stunned: "Where are we going to eat?"
"The formalities at the Skyline Hotel have been completed. Even if you are the boss there now, have you forgotten?" Ling Wei reminded him.
After she reminded him, Chen Yang remembered that he had such an identity.
"I've been practicing boxing like crazy for the past half month and almost forgot about it. Let's go."
The two of them smiled, quickly packed up, and returned to the Skyline Hotel.
…
An hour later.
It’s still the box on the third floor.
Chen Yang and Ling Wei sat alone by the window, with the table filled with various meats.
There are premium beef, pork chops, roast turkey, goose, etc., all full of protein.
Chen Yang ate with relish, but felt something was wrong.
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