The early morning sunshine sprinkles in every corner of the city, clean and warm.

Xu Fan half leans on his sports car and yawns lazily.

Last night, the Secretary Xiaobai sent himself a lot of information and picked it up. When it was finally decided, it was almost dawn

Tang Tang, a master at the beginning of the earth steps, certainly won't be trapped like this because of this little thing.

Xu Fan yawned because he had been standing here and waiting for his aunt for half an hour!

A gust of fragrant wind came, like the fragrance of jasmine. Elegant, just the right fragrance.

As soon as Xu Fan was inspired, he looked up. A pair of pure white jeans, two round long legs outline particularly attractive, above is a white short sleeve, a rough, as if to open the shackles, a beautiful little face slightly red.

"Is it good?"

Xu Fan looked away from his long legs, and soon lost himself in the two magnificent hills and ravines.

"Good looking!" Xu Fan was a good kid who never lied when he was young. He immediately nodded and replied honestly.

Xia Yanyu was so angry that she stamped her feet. How could she stare at other people's chest? I've been painstakingly painting for half an hour. It seems that I've painted in white.

As soon as Xia Yanyu turns around, all the sceneries in front of him are collected. However, Xu Fan smiles and goes to Xia Yanyu. His two big hands scratch Xia Yanyu's creaky nest dishonestly.

Xu Fan practiced the xuanhu Sutra and read the Qingbao Sutra. He could not understand the acupoints on the human body any more. After two or three times, he just returned to Xia Yanyu with a face of shame and anger, and he already "giggled" and gave up his arms.

After a while, they got into a sports car and drove quickly towards the west side of the city.

Xia Yanyu turned his head and curiously asked Xu Fan, who was driving a sports car, "why do you suddenly want to go to the martial arts school?"

Xu Fan's serious face, "of course, I want to strengthen my body, learn martial arts, and protect my wife!"

Summer smoke rain a pair of ghost just believe your facial expression, immediately turned a face to go, "hum! If you don't want to say it, I don't want to hear it! "

Xu Fan sighed softly, "it's hard for honest people these days. No one believes the truth."

Xia Yanyu laughed and said to Xu Fan, "hahaha, are you an honest man?"

Xu Fan grinned, stretched out his right hand and wiped it to Xia Yanyu's thigh. "Since you know I'm not an honest man, do you dare to take my car?"

An amazing elasticity came from his hand, and Xu Fan's big hand went up and down, as if he had been intoxicated in the wonderful smoothness.

Xia Yanyu blushed and slapped Xu Fan's black hand off his thigh. "Drive, be honest!"

Xu Fan where can be willing, just a moment of Kung Fu, big black hand is quietly toward summer Yanyu's thigh.

In a flash of time, the west of the city has arrived. Xu Fan closes the navigation, opens the door and walks down from the sports car.

Xia Yanyu also came out of the car, but looking at the red face, it was obvious that he had fallen behind in the fight just now.

"Wow! How beautiful

Xia Yanyu looks at the lush scenery in front of him and gives a sincere compliment.

While recalling the map route in his mind, Xu Fan took Xia Yanyu's little hand and explained, "the west of the city has not been developed on a large scale, so it is certainly less prosperous than the middle of the city, but it is more suitable for living. A large part of the reason why I chose Huaqiang martial arts school is because of its beautiful scenery. It's also a kind of spiritual enjoyment to open the window and have a look at the lush nature. "

Xia Yanyu nodded repeatedly, holding Xu Fan's hand, hopping towards the front.

Soon, the destination of Huaqiang martial arts school was already in their eyes.

"We're not going the wrong way, are we?"

Xia Yanyu looks at the extremely dilapidated martial arts school in front of him and turns to ask Xu Fan.

"Yes, this is it."

Xu Fan shakes his head and ignores the crooked and crumbling plaque on his head. He pulls Xia Yanyu to the martial arts school.

In the martial arts school, Xu Fan has a look around. The space is not too big or too small. It is enough to accommodate hundreds of people to train and learn martial arts here. The front desk admissions office chair is empty, the information document is scattered all over the ground.

Xu Fan and Xia Yanyu look at each other. The dilapidated martial arts school, which should be hung as a facade, is now a crumbling plaque, scattered documents, silent martial arts school. May day does not reveal what must have happened in this martial arts school!

Xu Fan took Xia Yanyu and went on.

The floor of the martial arts school is made of wood, so the two people's steps are banging on it. In this silent martial arts school, they just step on the momentum of thousands of troops.

Walking through the hall where there was no one, there was a house whose door was closed.

Xu Fan went up and knocked on the door, "is there anyone?"

The sound is not big or small, which can be heard by the people inside without being rude.

"Squeak"

The door was pulled open and an old man with a stick came out in a rage.

"Who asked you to come? What are you here for? "

Xia Yanyu was startled and hid behind Xu Fan.

Xu Fan calmly took a look at the angry old man. He had a long face, a Chinese tunic suit, and a pair of canvas shoes. His eyes were not as turbid as ordinary old people, but bright and bright. He was obviously a practitioner.

With anger on his face, the trainer interrogated Xu Fan in a questioning tone. His eyes were covetous, and he rushed to tear Xu Fan to pieces.

Xu Fan politely smiles and whispers, "old man, no one asked me to come. My purpose here is to buy this martial arts school."

A trace of anger flashed in the old man's eyes. He raised the stick in his hand and threw it directly at Xu Fan's face without warning.

If this stick is carried out, it can at least make people lie down directly!

Xu Fan looked at the old man who suddenly hurt others, and finally there was a trace of anger on his face.

"Bang!"

Xu Fan held the old man's long stick in his hand. The whole stick was buzzing. You can imagine how powerful this stick is.

Xu Fan's face was still smiling, but his voice was gradually cold. "Old man, I respect you as an old man, and I'm comical to you everywhere. You and I don't have any grudges, but you come up to die. Isn't that good?"

The old man seemed to be a little surprised by Xu Fan's skill, but he seemed to think of something again. Anger flashed in his eyes again. "I'm a wind and rain stick, Zuo Hua. I wish I could cut you into thousands of pieces!"

The smile on Xu Fan's face is cold at last. Just now that stick can be forgiven. However, this sentence can not be forgiven in any case!

Because behind Xu Fan, there is still a summer rain!