After night passed, the city returned to its former noisy and noisy. As the whistle sounds of cars coming and going, the sky poured down through the floating white clouds with the hot sun. In the room, there was a rustling sound, the curtains were pulled open, and the bright sun shone on the closed eyelids, and then the eyelashes shook and opened their eyes.

"It's so early?" Bai Ning sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the figure walking over, "It's Monday today?"

Xifu took a handbag from the bag holder and held it in his hand. He turned around and sat in front of the bed and kissed him on the face, and smiled and dragged him out of the bed: "You know it's Monday, you're almost late."

"Dad, let's leave quickly, I'm going to be late." Bai Xiaoyu shouted outside the door.

"Well, get up, you guys go first." Bai Ning stood up and pushed the woman out of the door, "I'll clean up and leave."

Bai Xiaoyu ran to the entrance and opened the door. Xifu put on his high heels and turned around and told him: "Then remember to eat breakfast on the table. Do you know, don't go hungry."

After seeing off the mother and son, Bai Ning sat on the sofa, closed his eyes and felt the feeling of the sun shining on his face.

Since last night, he met Gao Yanei, Hai Dafu, Cao Shaoqing, Gong Wugui and others. Everyone seemed to have their own new life and goals after coming here, such as Wugui who wanted to become a star, such as Cao Shaoqing who served as the principal of the elementary school, and Hai Dafu who became the leader of a beggar, the one with the best fate among them is probably the wise and foolish Gao Muen... Bai Ning sighed, but he was idle. In this world, it is no longer possible to stand at the peak of power.

Entering politics is no longer a shortcut to his current identity.

Soon, Bai Ning put on his clothes, walked out of the house, and went to the suburbs to find Da Zhuang who was picking up bottles and cans in the garbage dump. This silly fat man is now his apprentice. In addition to being a little stupid, his skeleton is quite satisfied with him. In fact, Bai Ning knew in his heart that teaching an apprentice is actually more like coaching a bodyguard.

Perhaps this is the only thing Bai Ning can find to do during this period.

It was around 10 o'clock on the sun, and it was just around 10 o'clock when we arrived at the alley outside Dazhuang's house. The smell of rotten gutters was still very strong as when we came before. After passing the alley, our vision became wider from the inside. Two piles of plastic bottles of all sizes were piled up there, and occasionally one or two black shadows would crawl over from above.

Buzz buzz

Jin Biao rubbed his nose and waved his hand to drive away the wandering flies, "Master...father... today... what do you want to teach me... Mom said I want to listen to you... Dazhuang will definitely do it very well..."

"Take off your vest first and turn it over and carry me on your back." Bai Ning said, looking at the black wooden bed around and in the shed, then turned his head. Jin Biao had already naked on the upper body, his body was covered with fat and several flesh patterns, and his skin was glowing in the sun.

"Master... OK... OK... Ah!!" The stupid figure stuttered, and suddenly, he screamed like a pig. A finger on his back suddenly poked his back, and the red blood flowed out along the broken skin.

"Shut up!"

Bai Ning yelled lightly, his eyes remained motionless, and his other hand raised two fingers to the middle spine and the gastrics were pushed upwards. The moment layers of greasy were secreted from the pores, the finger that had originally inserted the bleeding hole was also pulled out at the same time. His index finger and thumb suddenly opened, and he pinched it accurately at the two positions of the waist Yangguan and the seventh vertebra.

The severe pain made the fat and tall body tremble unstoppable. The fat face turned red, and the intermittent voice said: "Master... I have a stomachache... I want to go and make it convenient..."

Behind, Bai Ning's fingers shook quickly, waved his hand and slapped his palms, pushing his palms up along his spine, and the spinal joints made crackling and crisp sounds.

"Ahhhh" Dazhuang seemed to be paralyzed, and screamed weakly and fell backwards. Then he heard several consecutive puffs in his crotch.

An unpleasant stench floated up.

Bai Ning shook his palm, and the oil stains on it and the blood was shaken clean. He turned around and walked aside with his hands in his arms, "Go in and wash, change your pants and come out."

Da Zhuang, who was blushing with his head, hugged his head quickly from the ground, and covered his crotch and rushed into the room. After the person left, the stench gradually dissipated. Bai Ning stood in the sun and breathed a breath of turbid air. However, he asked the system in his mind: "Exchange me for a copy of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna"."

"You want to learn it for that stupid fat man?" The system seemed to know everything, but his tone was negative: "Even if you opened the meridians for him just now, this dragon elephant Prajna is not something that can be learned by a stupid person. If you teach him, you may not be able to reach the second level in decades."

Bai Ning frowned, "Then do you have any good suggestions."

"Yes, Kung Fu such as Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt is very suitable for the fat man. His body is the best defense. With such kung Fu, it is probably difficult for bullets to penetrate."

In the drooping eyes, the cold eyes suddenly lit up. The system's suggestions seemed to have opened up new ideas for Bai Ning. "The strongest defense can also be used as the strongest attack. When no one can hit him, if he uses his body to hit him, even the tank can be overturned."

"besides…"

The system interrupted: "No need to ask, I will definitely find him a book that can increase his muscles and bones. Otherwise, I will possess myself and pour martial arts into his mind."

Since the reconciliation, the system has become much easier to get along with, but Bai Ning dared not take it lightly. After all, it has cheated itself, and if it turns a blind eye one day, it will be better to be prepared.

"No, give me these three martial arts, I will teach him personally, and I will practice it more solid than the shortcuts."

The system was a little helpless: "That's whatever."

Then, the sound became silent. Bai Ning closed his eyes and received the extra things in his memory. At the door behind him, Jin Biao tiptoed over, shaking his shoulders and staring at the motionless figure there, but he didn't dare to say anything, staring at the sun.

After a long time, Bai Ning opened his eyes, turned around and looked at Jin Biao who was sweating profusely, and nodded with satisfaction: "I will teach you an internal skill today."

Jin Biao blinked, and beads of sweat dripped from his eyelids.

...

In a villa in the eastern suburbs, someone smashed a jade piece in the room.

"Who killed my brother?"

It was almost noon, and a man named Li Hongjun walked around the room with his hands on his back. After a while, he roared and threw the ashtray on the table to the ground, and the debris splashed out.

"Oh, what's wrong with the old man today? I'm making such a big fire. Do you want to ignite this house?" Outside the door, the figure leaning against the door frame, said in a delicate voice. Then, he twisted and walked in. While walking, his white and tender thighs appeared and appeared in the air.

Li Hongjun leaned against the table, looked at the delicate beauty who was snuggling over, and his tone suddenly subsided, and sighed: "This morning, the police called me, and Hong rushed to the Asian vocal venue with a gun, and after making a big fuss, he jumped from the roof and fell to death."

"Since he can't figure it out, why should the old man get angry about a person who is seeking suspicion? After all, yours is yours."

The white fingers gently slid across the man's throat, slid down his chest, and gently kneaded through his shirt. The woman exhaled like orchids and made a depressing sound in his ear: "...If the master collapses his body, who should my sister and I count on in the future?"

The man who was originally angry and looked angry gradually laughed, "Sure enough, the person next to him knows that he loves people. My brother, except for arguing with me, wants this and that, doesn't even remember my birthday... Forget it, I don't miss him anymore. Someone will take his body back and throw it into the cemetery to bury it." As he spoke, he reached out and touched it.

"That's right." The woman hooked his chin, but gently avoided the stretched hand, turned sexyly in the man's sight, twisting his round buttocks, "I came here today not just to enlighten you, but I want to ask you if you have something to do. When will you start building the land in the western suburbs? My sister and I want to turn over and be a rich man with it. You have promised me before, right?"

"Yes, yes, how could I forget, just don't worry, you two sisters, and when the above documents are released, I immediately let someone demolish the slum house and build a luxurious hotel there, and you will be the bosses there."

Li Hongjun said with a flattering voice, and his eyes were filled with lust. He leaned closer and his rough hands wanted to cover the tight peach-like buttocks under the cheongsam. Then, he threw a blank look, and his buttocks were slightly twisted with his long legs. He turned around and put his arms on the man's shoulders without any trace. Something was inserted between his fingers into his neck.

The woman slowly retreated and walked to the door of the study. She looked at the man who made indescribable movements against the wall. She curled the corners of her mouth with disdain and gently closed the door.

Then, I returned to my room on the second floor, and another woman was lying on the lounge chair on the balcony, looking at a book quietly. The woman who came in was lying gently on the soft bedding and looking at the ceiling.

"Sister is so leisurely. Every time I ask my sister to deal with that old man, but I hide and read these love books. Don't you think about how we survived?"

He looked at the woman on the page quietly, turned a few pages, and opened her mouth lightly: "How come you don't know that I didn't think about it? As for that old man, you are better at it. If it were me, I wouldn't help but tear him apart."

"But why are sister staring at these love books every day? Do you think of someone..."

The flipped finger stopped, and the woman on the recliner raised her gaze, "Don't you think about me if you don't know what to do about me?"

"Of course I don't want to do it anymore!" On the bed, the cheongsam flipped over and lay on it, smiling with a pretty face: "He only saw it in books now, and he didn't know where to be buried. If his sister knew about it, he would definitely dig his grave and pull out the bones and crush the bones to ashes."

"I'm afraid that at that time, I don't know who will cry to the death. Maybe I'll sleep with my bones..." There came from the balcony, cold snorting came from the balcony, the book was turned over again, and the cold female voice replied.

The woman on the bedding lay there, leaning her face gently, her eyes blinked, and seemed to remember some past events.

"You are dead now... I don't miss you anymore..." she said softly.

The morning passed like this.
Chapter completed!