Wang Jun shook his head and categorically said four words: "It's not interesting."

"No! There must be. Are you suspecting that I have been raped by something?" Sun Lutang breathed heavily and blew his white beard.

Old man, you are just blowing yourself up... Wang Jun pursed his lips, smiled, and shook his head repeatedly.

Sun Lutang raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "Look, I must have been right, otherwise why did you suddenly stop talking?"

Wang Jun rolled his eyes, pondered for half a second, and said, "You always asked me to ask, so I'll ask you, were you squeezed into a weakling when you were young?"

"You are such a slut," Sun Lutang bared his teeth, as if he was a tiger ready to devour anyone at any time, "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and the most important thing is the integration of waist and horse."

Bang! Bang! Two consecutive palms, regardless of front or back, landed on the lower back and kidneys. The old man said seriously: "Absolutely fierce, do you understand!?"

At this moment, Wang Jun transformed into a junior who was considerate of his elders, nodding his head, "Yes, yes, you are absolutely fierce."

Sun Lutang said suspiciously: "I'm sorry, you kid, don't believe me. I'll tell you in detail..."

"No! Don't go into detail about this kind of thing with me. You should tell Brother Wu."

Wang Jun waved his hands repeatedly and turned to call Sun Buwu over.

Sun Buwu took off his sunglasses and looked confused, "What?!"

"Mr. Sun has a family secret that he wants to pass on to you," Wang Jun patted Sun Buwu on the shoulder, swung his waist back and forth, and then jumped into the alley.

Sun Lutang: "..."

Sun Buwu came over and said excitedly: "Grandpa, you still have a hand in me. What are you waiting for? Find a place to teach me."

Sun Lutang took a breath, bent his fingers, and flicked it.

throat!

Sun Buwu was hit on the forehead, but it was only slightly red and not swollen.

The reason is very simple. He has been a fool since he was a child. He was trained three times every day by his parents and grandfather, and he unknowingly developed Iron Head Kung Fu, Vajra Legs, and an invincible butt.

Sun Buwu was unconvinced and said: "Why are you beating me?"

Sun Lutang twitched the corner of his mouth and said angrily: "You are my grandson and I am your grandfather. Do you need a reason?"

"Don't you need it?" Sun Buwu asked.

Sun Lutang's eyes flashed fiercely, "Do you need it?"

Sun Buwu looked down at his fists and silently walked into the alley, his back looking particularly bleak.

"Old man, you didn't tell me, but you told Ajun. That's very simple. I'll ask Ajun."

The wind carried Sun Tzu's words. Sun Lutang listened attentively and slapped his thigh fiercely, "I'm going to suffer."

Shrunk into an inch, super version!

He stepped lightly, step by step, and suddenly got in front of Sun Buwu, who was also shrinking to an inch.

With the corners of his mouth curved and his eyes slightly narrowed, Sun Lutang smiled like a super thin version of Maitreya Buddha.

"Let's go, grandpa will teach you the secret skills, but first, don't complain about being tired, and don't be afraid of hardship."

…………

Heifeng Lane, back street of Fuwang Tower.

Bai Yanmiao looked carefully into his companion's eyes, "Are you really tempted? You even gave him a protective necklace?"

Feng Ya clasped her hands together, intertwined her fingers, and put the back of her hands on her cheeks, looking like a nymphomaniac.

"The graceful and graceful appearance of a young man is paired with a Yuan Ting Yue Zhi's sense of composure. Isn't this contrast adorable?"

After three seconds of silence, Bai Yanmiao said: "Just sleep with him, why give him a necklace."

"You don't understand," Feng Ya looked at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, slowed down his pace, and brewed up enough emotions. "His face is like a portrait painted by a literary hero. It is full of aura and makes people feel happy.

As soon as I saw it, I felt it was extraordinary.”

"Then." Bai Yanmiao said, "He is indeed handsome, but so what, he doesn't need to eat, drink, and have diarrhea, and he will suffer from birth, old age, illness, and death."

"Tch, you are too old-fashioned and don't understand what a treasure this handsome guy is. I gave him the necklace because I was afraid that if I slept with him without paying enough, I would die young."

Under the mask, with veins popping out on his forehead, Bai Yanmiao suddenly felt that his big ax was hungry and thirsty, and he wanted to open the gourd for his colleague next to him to wash away the love and desire in his mind.

At this time, the two arrived at their destination, which was an apartment. The wooden sign at the door read: Happy Apartment.

At the same time, they stopped talking and looked towards the front desk.

Sitting there was a lady with wavy hair, wearing cool clothes, a light pink tank top that exposed her navel, denim shorts that reached her thighs, and a pair of yellow duck slippers.

You ask why Fengya and Bai Yanmiao, who just walked into the apartment, could know that she was wearing slippers?

That's of course because the wavy lady is exactly Qiangwei in lustful mode. She has her feet on the counter, her sitting posture is particularly awkward, and she is holding a mysterious little book in her hand.

Glancing up, Qiangwei smiled, "Are you two Bloodborne Hunters?"

Feng Ya said: "Yes, this information should be from your boss Ye in Black Front Alley..."

"There is no need for the boss to send a message," Qiangwei shrugged and pointed at the faces of the two of them, "I like to wear a stinky mask with a crescent moon printed on it. Who else can do it besides the idiots from the Hunter Guild?"

"Do you really want to cooperate in Black Front Alley?" Bai Yanmiao's blood pressure soared, her level 4 aura clearly revealed. She held a long-handled giant ax in her hand, raised it up and then lowered it down. With a bang, the end of the ax handle was more than half an inch into the ground.

Qiangwei looked indifferent and refused to answer. She stretched her neck, glanced at the potholes on the ground sideways, and said, "If you damage the property in the apartment, you will have to pay for it."

Bai Yanmiao swung his ax horizontally, bringing up a gust of wind.

"Little A'Bai, you are still so aggressive," Qiangwei laughed playfully, without blinking or dodging, and allowed the flame-enveloped ax blade to be level with her eyebrows.

Hearing the special nickname, Bai Yanmiao's eyes widened and her voice trembled, "How do you know my nickname?!"

"What's wrong? You can't even hear your sister's voice?" Qiangwei snapped her fingers, and a phantom suddenly appeared beside her.

The phantom quickly solidified and took on the appearance of Rose's personality - a blood-red Lolita dress, a rose flower hair ornament on her temples, and a circle of lace bracelets on her wrists and neck, with tiny thorns entwined on the bracelets.

Bai Yanmiao couldn't believe it and murmured: "It's impossible, you, aren't you already dead?"

"Ah? Who is she?" Feng Ya tilted her head, feeling very redundant.

Bai Yanmiao and Qiangwei's alter ego looked at her at the same time without saying a word, but the sense of oppression was enough to make the social nerds retreat.

Shrinking her steps, she looked at Sister Namimaki, "We are here to stay, and your boss Ye from Black Front Alley has already made arrangements for us."

Lustful Rose didn't say anything, she straightened up like a carp, turned over and jumped out of the counter.

Turning back and picking up a bunch of keys, she led Feng Ya deeper into the apartment.
Chapter completed!