The streets of Wuhan are filled with people and the scene is prosperous.

In the evening, the sunset was like silk, and Han Luo, a martial arts boxer who had cultivated his body, stood on the street, looking at the prosperous and prosperous style of the people in front of him, and his mood was peaceful. He was surrounded by a beautiful girl like ice. Bing was a very beautiful thing to describe a girl who was the girl who was the icing. Her appearance was cold and beautiful, giving people a moment of stunning soul-conscious temperament that was eye-catching.

Her name is Xu Aobing.

Very impressive name and amazing face.

Xu Aobing and Han Luo stood side by side and looked at the prosperous urban scene on the street. She was very calm when the young man by her side came to her for a while. He had already become famous, but she was not special in other places except for the famous school beauty list.

The school knew her, but he was the only one who knew that she was the secret boxer who disappeared from the martial arts world.

Disappear does not mean disappearance.

The land of China still hides generations of national martial arts masters. They are towering trees in the martial arts world, and she and the successor of Xingyiquan can only be regarded as two green and lush tender trees in the martial arts world.

Her grandfather is a hidden master of national martial arts. He will never show off his own dew in his life. Even his neighbors don’t know that he is practicing and hides in the countryside.

It was natural and inevitable that Han Luo could find her. Xu Aobing knew and was sure that the day he tried it out.

Boxers are too rare in the contemporary era. Compared with the huge boxer trend in the Republic of China, there are too few boxers in contemporary times. After all, a martial arts world still lacks too many towering trees.

Xu Aobing didn't understand that Han Luo invited him out shopping, and he would agree on the spot. Anyone who could invite him in this way could invite him, but Xu Aobing would not have understood later that the exchange of boxing was very touching to any Chinese martial arts boxer.

Han Luo raised his finger to a building in the distance and said, "Fisting is like a building. First laying the foundation, then raising the building. The deeper the foundation, the higher the building. The skill of Xingyiquan has a unique foundation method under his feet. Bengquan can best reveal the special leg method. The master Guo Yunshen is known as the half-step Bengquan invincible world. It can be seen that learning a boxing method is not that the more moves the better, but that the more refined the more expensive it is. It is best to have one move, and the world will be without style."

Xu Aobing frowned rarely, and had some objections in his heart, and expressed different opinions: "There are many ways to break the moves. You just said that Xingyi horizontal fist can break the vertical line, and the split and drill cannons each have their own moves targeting the opponent. According to what you said now, can one horizontal fist represent all the boxing studies?"

Han Luo smiled and explained: "It's like we are marrying a wife, either beautiful or ordinary, but we are all women. We can't jump out of a body's cage even if we practice boxing for thousands of times. I only feel that there are different moves in the early stage of boxing, but the essence goes straight to the body and practice it to the level of boxing but not boxing."

When Xu Aobing heard about marrying a wife, her pretty face was slightly red and a little hot. She looked positive and laughed: "So you have reached that level?"

Han Luo smiled and said, "How can I do it? I am still a thousand miles away from that step."

Xu Aobing said: "You Tang Monk is still young and have just left Chang'an. You will know what you know ten years later."

Suddenly a bus came and entered the bus stop. Two people got on the bus. After Han Luo took out the bus card to make money, they walked behind. Several middle-aged men on the bus raised their eyes at Xu Aobing in surprise, but they all looked down at him.

After passing several stations, the bus suddenly had an amazing trouble.

An old man and a young man stood out from the crowd at the same time, and everyone was watching. The old man's angry voice spread throughout the car. As soon as he finished speaking, someone looked at the young man with sympathy and contempt.

The young man had a slim figure and ordinary clothes, but his face showed firmness, like a sharp stone. He was very calm and did not say anything.

The old man became more and more popular, and the topic was always inseparable from issues such as morality and not giving up seats. The young man seemed to be in the end, and he had no words or explanations. He was calm like the stones in the Huanghelou Park, but he didn't return the words but made people feel more angry.

Or is it more relieved?

The old man was beyond everyone's expectations. In anger, he waved his hand and hit the young man's face loudly, shocking everyone's heart.

The young man was unexpectedly calm and calm, letting his slap fall. He could not be a stone. Although it felt like a stone, the stone would also recoil.

Many people began to turn around, and it seemed as if no one in the car had seen this scene.

Xu Aobing was shocked, his lips moved and closed, a little shocked, as if he had seen a stone in flames.

The young man quickly got off the bus at the station and did not fight back. The old man sat in his seat in anger.

Xu Aobing suddenly hesitated for a few moments, should he call the hospital?

Han Luo frowned secretly because he always felt that the young man was extraordinary. Although this was just intuition, he did not notice the uneasiness of the beauties around him.

The old man sat in the seat and was calm. After a few stops, his body suddenly twitched and he fell from his seat and lay on the ground.

The car suddenly exploded and many people began to retreat.

The driver quickly stopped the car urgently. He was also surprised that someone called the hospital.

Han Luo and Xu Aobing did not wait for the end of the accident to come out. After getting off the bus, he hiked back because he was quite close to the school district.

...

"An old man scolded the young man in the car, slapped him angryly, and then fell to the ground and died."

The news made headlines, and Han Luo also found out.

Han Luo just realized that things were too strange!

The old man's appearance and complexion would not have been too old, nor would he die suddenly. But he was dead!

His classmates all sighed at the lucky young man, fortunately he didn't fight back, and fortunately he endured the slap!

Not long after this incident, the phone of a person who had been separated for a long time rang on Han Luo's cell phone.

"Han Luo, where are you? We have something to look for you." The voice on the phone was quiet and steady!
Chapter completed!