Chapter 10

Bow down and write down a training form and shoot it directly to Lin Qiang: "follow it, rain or shine."

Lin Qiang took a look. He had to get up at 5:30 and run for five kilometers. After breakfast, he jumped frogs, dragged tires, turned two meter high obstacles, climbed mud, jumped deep ditches and so on

…………？？？ This, this is the exercise table?? This, this is the military training table???

Lin Pangpang was stunned again, and Lin Jian had gone away with a smile: "housekeeper, take young master sun back to the room to have a rest."

"Young master sun, this way, please." Lin Qiang can only leave with the housekeeper. At night, he quietly turns on his mobile phone, opens his live studio, lights up his training table and sighs: "it's from my aunt's milk. Hey, can I practice Kung Fu? Will I become a soldier?"

The live broadcasting room is still as quiet as ever. He has nothing to play in the Lin family. The live broadcasting is his only comfort. After all, his room doesn't even have a computer. There is only an old mobile phone, but he has been working on this live broadcasting number for more than a year, and there are no more than 100 fans, not to mention leaving messages. It's pitiful.

Looking at the desolate live studio, Lin pangpangpang said to himself about the recent situation. Seeing that there was still no one, he went down to the live broadcast and slept.

He still believes in aunt's milk. He also believes that he will become stronger. He will become like aunt's milk. He will fly up to the second floor with two bodyguards every minute. Then, then

In a daze, Lin Qiang fell asleep. He had a dream. In the dream, his sister-in-law's milk was dazzling, just like what he saw at the door of Lin's house. It was gorgeous and radiant.

"Asleep?" Lin Jian asked the housekeeper.

Uncle Zhong nodded: "go back to the eldest lady and sleep, but I'm afraid young master sun can't live here all the time. It's too far away. It's very inconvenient to go to and from school after the holiday."

Ah, yes, I have to study in this age.

Lin Jian rubbed her temples: "go find a house around No. 7 middle school. It's best to walk to school in three minutes."

"Yes, miss."

"Also apply for admission for me. This little fat man is my first apprentice. I have to teach him well."

Uncle Zhong smiled kindly: "are you going to give him the master's things?"

Lin Jian thought, "see what he can do."

The old man's justice cup involves the whole Xuanmen, and the successor will also gain strong strength, so as to stand at the peak of life, become a world-class strong man, and reach the height of tens of millions of big men bowing to their heads. Those who are unable will certainly not inherit it.

The old man wanted to give her this cup, but she didn't want these things. She only promised the old man to be a guardian and guard the heir until the heir reached the peak!

"By the way, the dishes I planted will be cooked for my good sun tomorrow, which will help him exercise."

"Yes, but madam, your martial nephews know you're going down the mountain and say they want to visit you."

Her nephews??

Lin Jian was speechless: "let them not have to come. They are all a group of old guys. I can't explain if they die on the road."

Uncle Zhong smiled and nodded with a smile, "I'll reply one by one." when the mobile phone rang, uncle Zhong glanced at it and said helplessly, "Yan zongchen, old man Yan, has been playing all day."

"Forget it, give it to me." Lin Jian had no choice but to take over the mobile phone. Yan zongchen was the most persistent among the old guys. She'd better take it, but she won't see these people.

When the phone was connected, the old man's excited voice came: "little martial uncle!! I'm Yan zongchen, little martial uncle! Why didn't you inform me when you went down the mountain!!" the voice over the phone was old but very excited: "little martial uncle, I'll pick up the wind and wash the dust for little martial uncle in Yanxi building tomorrow!!"

"No, you're old, and I haven't settled down here yet." Yan zongchen, an adopted father's disciple, has seen it several times in the mountain.

Yan zongchen smiled and said cautiously, "well, I'll let my grandson pick you up at night. Did you miss this

Lin Jian was stunned and thought of Zhang Junyan who surprised Hong.

Is that him? The one who smells like a dead man? He's Yan zongchen's grandson. He's not stalking. He's here to pick himself up?

Straighten out all this, Lin Jian is so embarrassed that she can't. how should she return? You almost killed your grandson in a car accident??

Thinking of the blood left on someone's head, Lin Jian took a deep breath and felt more and more guilty. This misunderstanding seems to need to be remedied.