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When I got home, I greeted Chen Jun and his relatives for a while. As soon as I sat down, I heard them discussing their competition today.

"I just read the analysis of a data emperor online and said that Miyamoto Huozang burst out how fast his foot was. Based on his height and weight, he derived the strength of his legs... He said that his foot was at least broken! Hahahaha..."

The person who said this was Chen Jun's cousin, who looked like he was in his early twenties. Wu Jiangtao had some impression of him and often teamed up with the old man to play online...

"So terrible... Xiao Tao, your hands are fine?"

Grandma Chen was scared after hearing this, and quickly looked at Wu Jiangtao with concern and asked.

"Grandma, I'm fine! By the way, today's supper..."

Thinking of this, Wu Jiangtao was about to get up and go to the kitchen again. The old man waved his hands to sit down, "No, no, Xiao Si called the chef of their hotel today and brought a lot of ingredients. If you are all exhausted, take a rest. Let them prepare supper today..."

"That's it!" The young people at the scene were very happy to see them, and they all came over to get close to the two masters, took out their mobile phones to take a photo with them.

Since that's the case, Wu Jiangtao was happy and sat down and chatted with everyone while having some snacks...

Actually, he doesn't like it too much fun. Although the competition on the ring today was not very tiring, after returning from victory, he prefers to sit and talk with his wife and play with the two little guys for a while...

After a lively dinner, the relatives of the Chen family did not stay in their hometown for a long time and said goodbye to their feet.

Yuwen Huang's cousin also took Li Xiaoshan away. Well, they did not live in Chen Jun's house. After all, they are lovers. It feels strange to live at other people's houses, and it is always a bit inconvenient...

Moreover, the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Competition Committee has arranged a presidential suite for every martial artist participating in the main competition. It is useless to stay. Even if Wu Jiangtao did not stay, the presidential suite arranged by the official is still open. As long as he is willing to stay at any time, he just didn't go.

It is worthy of being the top event in the world's martial arts world, and the entire competition is at the highest specifications from beginning to end.

...

In the evening, the two little guys ate some before bed and fell asleep peacefully.

Chen Jun took his husband's hand and looked at it repeatedly, um...

There wasn't even abrasions!

But...this is the skin of ordinary people!

It feels a little callous to the touch. Most of the skin feels normal and even tender. After all, he only practices martial arts and has no heavy work at home. He just cooks rice and sweeps the floor. The calloused hands are brought by him because he often uses a knife and a spatula.

"I seriously suspect that you are still a normal person..."

Chen Jun looked at Wu Jiangtao speechlessly.

"Of course yes!"

He lay in his soft arms, rubbed slightly, and changed into a more comfortable position to continue brushing his phone with one hand and let his wife fiddling with the other.

"I want to cut a piece of flesh tissue to go to our institute to test..."

"Oh, take whatever you want!"

"That's OK~"

Chen Jun smiled, took out a scissors from the drawer of the bedside table, and cut them at him with a clatter.

“???”

Wu Jiangtao looked up slightly, and his heart was inexplicably frizzy, and he immediately retracted his hand.

"That... where did you want to get the flesh tissue with scissors?"

"What do you think?"

Chen Jun smiled.

"It's not that I don't understand. Don't come over, I'll call someone!"

"You shout, even if you scream, no one will come to save you..."

The couple became a mess, and after a quarrel, the small scissors were put aside at the beginning.

This thing is really dangerous. If you pull it open, you will get scissors, and if you close it, you will get a dagger.

Wu Jiangtao remembered it very clearly that he even learned a very unpopular and strange sword technique with his mother, which was used with such small scissors.

...

In the Bird's Nest Stadium, there were several people on the arena of the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Competition.

Among them, several staff members wearing unique uniforms of the No. 1 martial arts competition in Tongtian were collecting something on the ring with masks and cotton swabs.

"How is it? Have you found any body skin tissue..."

"We looked at these locations based on the video. The flesh and blood tissue collected was very small, and most of them were necrotic and had no available value..."

The staff reported to the Western man in formal attire.

"Okay, I get it..."

The man in formal clothes seemed to have expected this and did not say anything more. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"How are you preparing?"

"We have made arrangements. Those who go into their suite tomorrow will be ours. We will definitely get the most complete organization..."

"Okay! Remember, don't leave any traces..."

"yes!"

After hanging up the phone, he dialed another number. Unlike before, this time he walked away a little by himself and prevented others from hearing it.

"PhD!"

"How is it? Have you got it..."

An old voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Not yet... what we collected in the ring cannot meet the activity requirements you need!"

"Well, our collection in China was more than half a century ago. The data was too outdated. Your actions this time are very important to us!"

"I see!"

"Also, be careful. Now those fighters have begun to be cautious in this regard. You should be cautious in your actions and not let others catch your feet!"

"yes!"

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The phone rang on the bedside table, but no one came to pick it up.

At the desk, Yu Wen Huang couldn't get out of here for a moment, so he could only frown and look here...

After a while, he finally had time, so he hurried over and picked up his phone and opened the screen as soon as possible, and received an email from the Security Bureau.

[Special warning news, this martial arts conference confirmed that there are 'professors'. Please all martial artsists who participate in this world's No. 1 martial arts competition should not leave any flesh tissue or body fluids in the hotel where they live, and be more alert to strangers who are close to them...]

The email also comes with some common sense on how to prevent and how to eliminate the saliva and skin tissue left by oneself.

"What's the matter?"

Li Xiaoshan, whose face was flushed and whose eyes were as watery as water, had already lay down and asked in confusion.

"It's at work..."

"Is it apart from some big case?"

"No, I'll just notify me of some precautions, a small matter, don't worry!"

(End of this chapter)
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