Things like this for the second grade of junior high school students are really big news. So, a big man reached out and suppressed the storm. The reporters from major news agencies could only hear a vague thing. Because the witness was the only woman in purple! They knew that it happened, but they didn't know what happened. Han Luo, the one who caused the incident, had been locked in prison and was waiting for review.

He was alone, a little panicked and afraid. After all, he was not willing to kill, and he didn't know that person at all. Why did that person attack him? He didn't know. So he could only be speechless when facing the police's questions. Many questions could not be answered. Because he had never seen that person before. Or, he was also confused and couldn't figure it out.

"Click."

The prison door opened, two armed police officers with guns stood at the door, and a middle-aged policeman walked in. It was the policeman who witnessed Han Luo's crimes for two consecutive days.

"Young man, you are good at it. That person has unknown origin, but he is a Sanda coach who is recorded on the record. Tsk tsk, he didn't expect to die at your hands. He was very worried." The middle-aged policeman sneered, sat on the chair opposite Han Luo, and asked, "Han Luo, a resident of Qingjia Town, xx City, xx Province, came to Yantai in mid-January and is currently working in xx cafe, right?"

Han Luo asked with a bitter and confused look on his face, "Will I pay my life?"

"Pay your life?" said the middle-aged policeman seriously: "It depends on the result of your criminal crime. As for the person's body, we have searched it, and there are no scars on his body. It is drowning and frozen to death in the sea. As for you, we also need to confirm your deep identity. Why does this person want to kill you, you don't know?"

Han Luo said a little scaredly: "I don't know him. I'm sincere."

The middle-aged policeman said seriously: "According to our understanding, you had abandoned your studies four years ago and had a blank space for four years and had no social experience, right?"

Han Luo had to admire the country's investigation ability, nodded, and seemed to admit it.

"Then why are you coming to Yantai suddenly?" The middle-aged policeman asked the most serious question and asked with questions.

"I'm here to practice boxing." Han Luo said.

"Young man, I know you have inherited the national martial arts tradition and kill people very much. But this is a legal society. Don't you plan to work hard and buy a house to make money to marry a wife?"

Han Luo thought about it for a while and said seriously: "I just want to practice martial arts, but I don't want anything else."

"Very good. Your mentality is not a rebellious young man in society, but a teenager like you has a very unstable mind and is a period of change. However, your skills have obviously become profound, and I think someone will teach you." The middle-aged policeman said in a straightforward manner.

Han Luo was silent for a moment, and the middle-aged policeman instantly confirmed the result, but instead started chatting: "Xingyi? Tai Chi?"

"Practice the hand gesture randomly, police officer." Han Luo said restrainedly.

"We practice Tai Chi and Xingyi. We adjusted the video and that person took the initiative to attack you. This is evidence. Don't worry, we will not wrongly a good person and let a bad person go." After saying that, the middle-aged policeman stood up, and then walked out. With a click, the iron gate was closed again.

Han Luoxin breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he still knew some laws. Even if he was at his age, he would not be sentenced to a heavy sentence. Moreover, there was evidence and witnesses this time. The man took the initiative to attack him, and he just used his strength to throw his strength and fell into the sea. It can only be said that the man was unlucky.

But then again, I can’t think of so much about life and death. If the man in black doesn’t die, Han Luo may have to be half dead.

Just as the person in the car told me, just don't beat him to death. It means to keep a breath! This is so cruel. Scientifically, a person can still survive by breaking his legs and hands. But life is completely over, and life is worse than death. If Han Luo doesn't win, he may be worse than death.

For people with high social status, the people at the bottom are like ants, but they are ants spread all over the desert. Once they gather, they can climb over mountains and fill the seas. People have murderous intentions, move stars and fight, and turn the world upside down.

In fact, emperors in history were afraid of the people because this power was too terrifying.

Han Luo is a small ant that cannot be smaller. But occasionally bites a cricket to death.

The next day.

Before Han Luo woke up, the armed police opened the floodgates, and then an armed policeman walked in and said, "Han Luo, someone has come to bail you. You can go out, but you have to come when you appear in court."

Han Luo woke up and was surprised and was released on bail. You know, bail is not simple, the procedures are complicated, and it is difficult for people without social status to release themselves.

Who is bailing me?

Han Luo walked out of the prison with doubts, then left the police station, and walked to the highway. Han Luo was already full of suspicion, and was very confused and confused. Who was bailing him? Are you not afraid of running away?

When he was suspicious, a Rolls-Royce drove over, and two tall men in black dresses came down and respectfully made a gesture of invitation.

Han Luo was very surprised, but when he saw the woman in purple and a middle-aged man sitting in the back car, he immediately understood slightly that it was her who was bailed, but why did she bail herself? Han Luo got into the car with a thankful feeling. The first sentence he said to the purple-clothed woman was gentle voice: "Hello."

At this time, the car began to drive slowly, and the woman in purple smiled gracefully: "I am the general manager of Zisha Group, Wan Xiao, are you your surname?"

"Han Luo."

"Why do you need to bail me?" Han Luo still expressed his doubts. He was confused and difficult to understand. Could it be that kindness will be rewarded?

"We are all practicing the style. Because I saw your incident, I know you didn't mean it. Is this reason enough?" The woman in purple smiled softly, but she was very elegant and had a kind smile, which made Han Luo feel very comfortable. Because he also thought the woman in purple was good.

"Then what style are you practicing?" Han Luo asked in a low voice, a little restrained. Because he was the first time he came into contact with a high-ranking social status and was riding an international car. His invisible aura made him feel a little inferior.

"It is a small hand-made style passed down by Wang Zongyue, a Shanxi native of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty." The woman in purple smiled and said simply. Although the words are simple, the meaning is very not simple. Who is Wang Zongyue? Speaking of which, she is an old senior in the Tai Chi world. Yang Luchan is famous all over the world, but she is not as good as this hidden Tai Chi master.

Han Luo had never heard of it, but instead abandoned the murder and only asked about some content on the style. The atmosphere was very pleasant.

Rolls-Royce drove to the yard rented by Han Luo and his master. Before Han Luo got out of the car, the woman in purple said politely, "Let me find something." Then Han Luo took a deep breath, got off the Rolls-Royce, and then the Rolls-Royce slowly drove and ran towards the distance. The woman in purple waved her hand, looking at everyone's aura, which made Han Luo very grateful.

Han Luo took a deep breath, pushed open the yard door, and walked in.

On the Rolls-Royce, the middle-aged man who had not spoken finally spoke: "Xiao Xiao, why do you want to help him?"
Chapter completed!