Violators Club

Chapter 264 It Must Be Me To Win! (44)

Chapter 262 It Must Be Me To Win!
A small three-story villa on Wutong Street.

The silver-haired Xu Si lay quietly on the bed, with a bottle of intravenous drip hanging on the stand next to him.

Don't look at it has come back now, but because many habits have not been changed, coupled with identity issues.

So normally, Xu Si couldn't go to the hospital for medical treatment.

But it doesn't matter, in the past few years, Chen Changqing has nothing but a lot of friends.

A phone call was made, and a friend of Chen Changqing's deputy director directly brought a medical team.

In a word - connections!
And in the lobby on the first floor of the villa, because they couldn't help much, the group could only wait for news here.

The old man was holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, and Chen Changqing who was beside him was a little hungry because he hadn't eaten breakfast.

But looking at the two old men in front of him?
In the end, he was still embarrassed, and stretched out his hand to the apple on the table.

The atmosphere in the lobby on the first floor was a bit dignified, and everyone didn't say a word. Chen Changqing didn't like this atmosphere very much, so he fumbled out a small bag of red towers from his pocket, and handed one to Mr. Xu who was opposite.

This made the old man give Chen Changqing a hard look.

Cigarettes are poisonous and can damage the body of martial arts practitioners.

In the early years, the old man had been strictly prohibiting Chen Changqing from smoking, but the problem was that Chen Changqing was only interested in it.

So on this issue, the master and the apprentice have argued many times, but Chen Changqing's attitude is just one sentence - if you know a mistake, correct it, correct it again, accept it humbly, and never repent!

Of course, Chen Changqing's situation is special.

First of all, the composition of his life is complicated. In addition to the existing human body, there is also an unknown special life similar to parasites as the body, so the damage caused by cigarettes to Chen Changqing's body is minimal.

Normal body metabolism is sufficient to expel these toxins.

On the other hand, after being promoted to a high-level life form, Chen Changqing obtained an extremely special talent - life plunder.

Affected by the strength of the spiritual attribute, all life forms within a radius of 40 meters will be plundered by Chen Changqing, and finally replenish his body's loss with pure vitality.

This also means that even though Chen Changqing smokes, drinks and burns his head every day, his body will still be maintained in the most perfect condition.

If it is an ordinary person?

If you smoke, smoke less, and if you don't smoke, don't smoke. Cigarettes are really not a good thing.

Mr. Xu Xiang doesn't smoke much on weekdays, but at the moment his son is upstairs, he doesn't know if he is alive or dead, because his heart is too anxious, so he finally took the Hongta cigarette.

"Clap!"

The orange flame ignited the shredded tobacco, and in the dark red charcoal light, a mouthful of blue-blue smoke spewed out from the nostrils, and he handed over the one-dollar lighter in his hand.

But before Mr. Xu Xiang took over.

With a "click~", the door of the room on the second floor opened.

With a thin body, the 60-year-old Xu Xiang burst out with a speed that even young people can't match.

He didn't care about anything, and ran out with a "whoosh", shouting anxiously:

"Doctor, is my son okay?"

Chen Changqing: "..."

Looking at the lighter handed over, Chen Changqing was silent for a moment, then put it in his pocket.

The old man next to him glanced at Chen Changqing, and said angrily:

"Smoking less will affect your health."

Chen Changqing shrugged, with a look of disapproval: "I said, old man, life is already tiring enough, you won't let me deprive me of all my hobbies, will you? Besides, milk tea is not very healthy."

"I'm exercising enough, and that little bit of sugar is nothing."

"My body has a fast metabolism, and smoking doesn't affect me at all."

"You are unreasonable."

"Che, what you say is what you say."

"?"

"!!!"

"Is it because I can't lift the knife anymore, or is your kid drifting away?"

"Yes, yes, what you always said is correct. I'll change it now. After smoking this one, I won't smoke it in the future."

"Ahhh, I'm pissed off!"

"Don't be angry, drink milk tea, sugar can bring happiness to people."

"You still dare to anger me."

Axue next to him looked at the two master and apprentice who were pinching each other again, with a bit of helplessness on her pretty face, her fair fingers brushing the messy strands of hair behind her ears, and casually broke a mangosteen from the table:
"Old man, eat some mangosteen."

The old man who couldn't quarrel with Chen Changqing gave him a hard look: "It's still Axue who knows how to love me as an old man, unlike you, who knows how to make me angry all day long."

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes in his heart.

Are you sure she is feeling sorry for your old man?
She is greedy for your apprentice's body!

With a helpless expression, Chen Changqing sighed, and picked up the apple that he always wanted to eat from the fruit plate.

He casually extinguished the cigarette in his hand, leaned back on the chair, found a comfortable position to lie down, and glanced at Xu Xiang who had already gone upstairs, his eyebrows became more serious:
"Old man, tell me, what is going on?"

I wanted to ask before, but because of the presence of outsiders, Chen Changqing couldn't ask.

Facing Chen Changqing's inquiry, the old man held half a mangosteen in his hand, he peeled a piece from it and threw it into his mouth:
"Are you asking about Lao Xu's son, or about the exchange meeting?"

Apples are sweet and juicy, and they are his favorite crispy apples, but Chen Changqing feels a little annoyed at the moment:
"I'm going to say I don't ask both, can you not?"

Frowning frivolously, the old man looked at Chen Changqing with a little more playfulness in his eyes:

"Oh, no."

This made Chen Changqing roll his eyes involuntarily.

…………

After 5 minutes, the matter was finished, and it was generally divided into two parts.

One is about Xu Si, which is nothing to say.

The talented youngest son has been spoiled since he was a child. As a father, Xu Xiang does not want his son to continue like this, and intends to let him taste what is called suffering in the world.

It was originally planned to discuss specific matters yesterday, but Chen Changqing didn't come last night due to business.

One thing to say, Xu Xiang never thought that his son would be so reckless, rushing out early in the morning to teach Chen Changqing a lesson.

Then?

Then there was no more, amidst the laughter, Xu Si played GG!

As for this exchange meeting?
I don't know the exact cause, nor how the two parties negotiated. The only thing we know is that this time Nehong led the team was Yujiro Fanma, and the other party named Chen Changqing by name.

As the old man's voice fell, Chen Changqing couldn't help frowning:
"What do you mean? Is he looking for revenge on me?"

The old man shrugged, with a look that I don't understand:

"Don't ask me, I don't know, but it should mean that."

But Chen Changqing, who was frowning tightly, couldn't help but shook his head, with a puzzled look on his face: "I don't understand, if you want to fight, just call and contact, but it's such a big circle to go around."

Stuffing a mangosteen petal into his mouth, the old man pondered for a moment, with a somewhat uncertain hesitation in his tone:

"Is it because it's safer? After all, he was almost killed by you three years ago."

Nowadays, technology is advanced and communication is convenient.

If you want to learn martial arts, just call directly.

Find a secluded place where there are no people, and fight as you want, there is no need to go around such a big circle.

It's just that Chen Changqing didn't hesitate at all about the old man's guess, and quite decisively denied it:
"Although it is not a country, Yujiro is not this kind of personality."

In all fairness, Chen Changqing still has a good impression of Yujiro.

After all, Chen Changqing and the old man might not have been able to leave Nihong so easily if he hadn't come forward to stop him three years ago.

What's more, Chen Changqing and Yujiro have fought against each other, and their martial arts will have collided. He knows that Yujiro is a pure person, and such a pure person will not care about personal life and death.

Is it just because you are afraid of death that you have made such a big circle?
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like Yujiro's style, but it has the taste of a politician.

It's just that as Chen Changqing's words fell, the old man shook his head, and his tone was a little more emotional:
"I also know that he is not this kind of person, but sometimes people can't help themselves in the world."

Humans are social animals, and there is no real independent individual.

There is a connection between everyone, not to mention Yujiro Fanma, even the old celestial master in Longhushan Tianshifu, there are times when he has no choice.

Thinking of this, Chen Changqing couldn't help but nodded:
"That's right, it's not unreasonable to say that, the venue is Dongshan City, right?"

Throwing the last piece of mangosteen into his mouth, the old man said casually, "It will start on the 24th of this month, and the formalities have been completed for you, and there are still two weeks to prepare."

After the words fell, Chen Changqing couldn't help but rolled his eyes:

"No, are you not afraid of my rejection?"

Frowning, the old man looked at Chen Changqing:
"Do you know?"

Chen Changqing pouted, twisted his body, and found a comfortable position on the sofa:

"That's not necessarily the case, maybe I won't go."

Glaring, the old man threw the mangosteen skin in his hand at Chen Changqing with his backhand:
"Stinky boy, looking for a fight!"

Throwing the mangosteen skin into the trash can casually, Chen Changqing shook his head helplessly: "Enliven the atmosphere, I'm not talking about you, you are so old, can you stop being so angry?"

"It's not that you are mad at me all the time."

He raised his head and glared at Chen Changqing, then picked up the milk tea on the table again.

The old man took a sip beautifully, but the next moment, as the smile on his face subsided, his tone became a little more serious:
"Seriously, do you have a plan in your heart? Since the little devil dared to come to you this time, he must be fully prepared. Don't overturn your car, kid."

"Crack!"

After taking a bite of the crispy apple, with the corners of his mouth raised, he pushed the gold-rimmed glasses, and Chen Changqing, who was shining with confidence between his brows, showed a mouthful of sharp and white teeth:

"Don't worry, no matter how strong you are, I will win in the end!"

(End of this chapter)