I said: "Uncle Wang is very skilled."

When Lu Chenyin heard this, he looked a little surprised and asked, "Do you ever convince others?"

I replied: "It's not about submission, it's about stating a fact."

Lu Cenyin smiled slightly and said: "That day after you finished playing the red flowers, Uncle Wang told me that you were very skilled, but unfortunately you have a big flaw."

I was also interested in the comments from experts and asked: "Really?"

Lu Cenyin replied: "Uncle Wang said that your shortcoming is that you are unwilling to make a fatal move. He said that when you are fighting for red flowers, you can actually destroy people. This is also in line with the rules of fighting for red flowers in the old world, but you

Not a single one of the battles was wasted, which caused a battle to be delayed for a long time."

I:"……"

Lu Cenyin sighed again: "Uncle Wang is an eighth-level boxing practitioner. He has been the treasure protector of the Lu family since his ancestors. He has always been loyal to me. Unfortunately, Uncle Wang is sometimes impulsive."

Eighth level boxing, Wing Chun.

Among the traditional martial arts, it is the only boxing technique that can be used in the ring for free fighting.

At least I think so.

When I arrived at the rental house, I got off the car.

Lu Cenyin opened the car window and handed something out: "Saffron oil, there are still some bruises on your arm."

I took the stuff, looked at the brand, and saw that it was produced in a country that worships elephants, and asked, "How can such a good thing be wiped by pigs?"
Chapter completed!