Rong Baoting wore a blue racing suit and a sun hat, which was full of sportiness. The pair of slender legs under the racing suit were well-proportioned and powerful, full of eye-catching beauty.

Qin Lang couldn't help but take a few more glances and noticed an unhappy look from the side.

Qin Lang was still wondering why this crazy and strong man, who was like a wild beast, protected Rong Baoting like this? Rong Baoting probably wanted to find a boyfriend, so she wouldn't find someone like this, right?

"Qin Lang, I finally found you!"

Rong Baoting said happily, smiling very happily.

Seeing that Qin Lang was still so handsome, Rong Baoting's face showed a hint of shy blushing.

Because he was basically thinking about Qin Lang, Rong Baoting naturally did not notice that Rong Zhengrong was staring at him.

"Who is this?"

Qin Lang looked at Rong Zhengrong and asked Rong Baoting.

"Oh, I forgot, this is my eldest brother." Rong Baoting smiled.

"Dear?" Qin Lang didn't believe it.

My little sister is so beautiful, how could she have such a rough beast brother?

"If you don't kiss me, you're still wild?"

Rong Zhengrong said in a muffled voice, and she was a little unhappy with Qin Lang. After this boy saw his sister, his eyes fell on the younger sister's legs.

"Brother!" Rong Baoting complained.

I told Rong Zhengrong before that he was polite to Qin Lang, but Rong Zhengrong's old habits were still broken.

"Miss Baoting, you have a good brother who is strong and strong, and has a strong and strong brother."

Of course, Qin Lang would not be angry with Rong Zhengrong. Although this big man showed a bad face when he saw him, he could see that this person's heart was not bad.

"Well, my name is Rong Zhengrong."

After all, what Qin Lang said was very pleasant. Of course, Rong Zhengrong was embarrassed to be stern, so he took the initiative to introduce his name and stretched out his right hand.

Qin Lang also stretched out his right hand and shook hands at Rong Zhengrong.

At this time, Rong Zhengrong laughed and said, "Qin Lang, right? I heard that you have a good relationship with my little sister?"

He was indeed no longer stern. Rong Baoting was very happy, but he didn't know that Rong Zhengrong used his strength to shake hands, just to test how powerful Qin Lang was.

In his opinion, if Qin Lang is a weak little white face and doesn't have a lot of strength in his hands, even if Qin Lang is a racer and a master of acupuncture, he will not let his younger sister meet Qin Lang again in the future. He just thought that this time he was asking Qin Lang to acupuncture to treat his younger sister's waist injury, and he did not want Qin Lang to have any entanglements with her again.

After all, no matter how reckless he was, he could see a little on the way he came. When his sister Rong Baoting mentioned Qin Lang, she was always full of energy. Moreover, when she got off the car and saw Qin Lang just now, she felt shy on her face.

He guessed that his sister might have fallen in love with the boy in front of her.

He had to check it carefully, at least he could not let a person with no power to trap his sister away.

A man who has no power to tie a chicken cannot be called a man, this is his usual concept.

Qin Lang immediately felt Rong Zhengrong's big hands like iron pliers, pinching his five fingers and palms tightly.

"This beast barbarian, are you going to try my strength?"

Qin Lang smiled and looked very normal. Rong Baoting didn't see anything. She thought that his brother and Qin Lang were really shaking hands with a friendly attitude.

Qin Lang remained silent and used his strength in secret, allowing Rong Zhengrong to return in vain.

"Huh."

Rong Zhengrong couldn't help but touch his hard hair like a hedgehog's hair with his left hand, and thought to himself that Qin Lang seemed to be quite strong. When ordinary people were held like this, they would definitely be eager to pull their hands out, and they would still cry out of their mouths.

Thinking of this, Rong Zhengrong increased his strength, but seeing Qin Lang's expression still remained the same and kept smiling.

A thumbs up flashed in Rong Zhengrong's eyes.

This Qin Lang has strength in his hands and is a man!

But at this point, he wanted to really test how great Qin Lang's power was.

So, Rong Zhengrong's hand strengthened again, and one of his right arm tensed up, and the muscles on his arm were swelling. He thought that Qin Lang might not be able to stand it now after using such a lot of strength.

pity.

Qin Lang hasn't taken a look at this little effort.

It is undeniable that Rong Zhengrong has great strength. If an ordinary person is an acquired martial artist, he will be quite struggling to deal with this brute force. Even if some people with little strength, all the bones in one hand will be completely broken by Rong Zhengrong's grasp.

However, he is a third-level warrior in the innate world.

In addition, the body that is often refined and polished is much stronger than that of the third-level innate warriors of the same level.

He just stood still and strengthened his hands, so he once again let Rong Zhengrong return in vain.

Rong Zhengrong was very surprised!

You know your strength!

When he was galloping in Africa, the captain of the mercenary team he was in was a black man. He especially liked to use brute force and often exercise his physical strength. He was like running with logs and rubber tires in the army. His captain often did it. After practicing with the captain for a few years, his strength reached a very strong level.

In the words of his captain, his strength and explosive power will be hit by him with one punch.

So, he is not boasting, he is really confident in his own strength.

Originally, he just wanted to test Qin Lang's strength casually, but after seeing that Qin Lang was very strong, he tried to compete. However, he didn't expect that this young man, who was much taller and more physically, had an amazing strength.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Rong Baoting also saw that her brother was blushing and holding Qin Lang's hand had not yet let go.

Although Qin Lang looked happy and contented, after all, his brother was "making trouble", Rong Baoting wanted to rush Rong Zhengrong back into the car.

"Little sister." Rong Zhengrong was in trouble.

After seeing Qin Lang's strength, he could only be bigger than himself, so he no longer wanted to try again. After all, if he continues to try again, he will still lose. However, if he wants to pull out, Qin Lang will not let him go.

It is impolite to come but not come.

Qin Lang would not let Rong Baoting's beast brother compete with him. When the situation was not good, he easily withdrew.

At least, he had seen Rong Zhengrong's power and should have this beastman see his own.

With a secret force on his hands, Qin Lang still kept smiling on his face.

"Brother Zhengrong, is that okay?"

Qin Lang said with a smile.

"well."

Rong Zhengrong's face turned red, and she felt that Qin Langka's right hand was burning with great pain. She wanted to say, "Okay, what a shit!"

But he took the initiative to "select" things. As a man, Rong Zhengrong naturally would not take the initiative to beg for mercy, so that it would not be what a real man should do.

But because of this, he also suffers sin by himself.

Rong Baoting no longer blames her brother.

It is rare that someone can make her careless brother lose her, let alone Qin Lang.

Qin Lang stopped when he saw it was good.

After all, he never thought about being serious with Rong Zhengrong. The other party’s mind was not bad, he understood this.

Qin Lang took the initiative to let go, then raised his right arm and made a "please" gesture.

"Miss Baoting, Brother Zhengrong, please come inside."

Rong Zhengrong put his right hand behind his back. His hands were really painful, and he must have been pinched red. Taking it out would only embarrass him. But Qin Lang was so polite, he had to endure the pain in his hands, and a smile appeared on his face, which really made him embarrassed.

Rong Zhengrong was very surprised. Qin Lang's hands seemed to be nothing, and there was no red color on his skin. It seemed that after using the energy to eat, he could not make Qin Lang's skin red.

Then this guy's strength is too great, right?

"Brother Qin, please, too!"

Rong Zhengrong no longer smiled, but grinned and became very enthusiastic.

Rong Baoting was secretly having fun.

She knew her elder brother. The one who was most convinced by Rong Zhengrong was a capable person. And the stronger the body and stronger the person, the more Rong Zhengrong thought that such a person was a real man. Seeing that Rong Zhengrong was holding Qin Lang's shoulders and looking like a good brother, she clearly regarded Qin Lang as a friend.

Even if Qin Lang is not a racer or acupuncture master, Rong Zhengrong will no longer look down on Qin Lang.

This is Rong Zhengrong’s principle of making friends.

But that's good. At least Qin Lang won Rong Zhengrong's praise when he met for the first time.

The three of them entered the reception room of Lanrun Company together. After the reception staff brought the tea, Qin Lang asked about the purpose of the brother and sister coming here.

"My little sister wants to ask Brother Qin for help with acupuncture."

Rong Zhengrong spoke quickly and said first.

Qin Lang looked at Rong Baoting.

Although when Rong Baoting got off the bus, he leaned against the car and didn't walk a few steps, he didn't see that Rong Baoting had an injury on his waist at that time, just now, Rong Baoting walked into the reception room from outside. On the dozens of steps on the road, Rong Baoting spent most of the time holding her waist. Every time she walked, she seemed to have to hold the injury on her waist and frowned slightly, so Rong Baoting must have come for her waist injury.

"Well," Rong Baoting nodded when he saw Qin Lang looking at him, "Qin Lang, I wonder if my waist sprain can be treated with acupuncture?"

"Is it an acute waist sprain?" Qin Lang asked.
To be continued...