By the time the practice was over, they were so tired that they couldn't even move a finger. Lin Zhong had to carry one on his back and then carry the other back home, attracting countless envious and jealous eyes along the way.

Because she was too tired, Guan Wei did not go home at night, but slept together with Yang Ying. When Lin Zhong returned to the room after taking a shower, the two girls next door were already completely asleep.

Listening to their gentle breathing, Lin Zhong's mood became calm unconsciously. He stood by the bed and practiced the Dragon Tiger Strength for a while, then he lay down with his clothes on and soon fell asleep.

The next day.

"Dilili..."

Lin Zhong, who was sleeping, was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

He opened his eyes and was surprised to find that it was already bright outside.

Perhaps because his life was too comfortable, he overslept for the first time.

This was the first time such a thing had happened since he joined the army.

Picking up the phone beside the bed and pressing the answer button, a strange man's voice came from the phone: "Hello, is this Mr. Lin Zhong?"

Lin Zhong sat up from the bed with a sudden jerk: "It's me, who are you?"

"Great, I finally found you!" The man's tone was a little excited, but even so, he still remained calm. "Do you still remember that you rescued an old man on the roadside a few days ago?"

Of course, Lin Zhong would not forget that it was because he sent the old man to the hospital that he was late for pick-up, and Su Miao deducted several thousand yuan from his salary.

"Is the old man okay?" Lin Zhong did not ask the man why he was calling. Instead, he first asked about the old man's condition.

"That old man is my father. Thanks to you, because of the timely rescue, my father was finally out of danger, and now his body has begun to recover." The man's tone was full of gratitude, "Mr. Lin Zhong, please be sure to meet me.

Let me repay you well!"

"No, it's just a small effort. I never thought about being repaid." Lin Zhong politely refused, "As long as everything is fine, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."

"Lin..." The man on the phone wanted to say something more, but Lin Zhong had already hung up the phone.

He walked out of the room. There were several plates of side dishes and a bowl of porridge on the dining table in the living room, with two notes next to them.

Lin Zhong picked up the note and looked at it, with a knowing smile on his face.

These two notes were left by Yang Ying and Guan Wei respectively. Although the tone and wording were different, the meaning was similar. They both asked him to eat well and take rest.

Lin Zhong folded the note, then sat at the dining table and drank the porridge slowly.

Before he finished the porridge, the phone rang again. Lin Zhong picked up the phone and saw that it was still the same number.

He thought for a while and finally pressed the answer button: "Is there anything else?"

"Little brother, it's me." An old voice came from the other end of the phone, "I want to see you, please don't refuse."

Since the old man personally called him to invite him to meet, and he was doing so with good intentions, Lin Zhong could no longer say any words of rejection: "Okay."

"Little brother, tell me your address and we'll come and visit!" The old man chuckled, but his tone was a little weak.

"No, let me come to visit you." Lin Zhong said politely.

He could also hear that the old man was still very weak and lacked energy when he spoke. How could he let the other party drag his sick body to the door?

The old man didn't force it, he gave an address, told Lin Zhong that he must go, and then hung up the phone.

Lin Zhong finished his porridge, changed his clothes and went out. About an hour later, he arrived at the address the old man said.

This is a single-family building with an antique appearance, covering an area of ​​about several hundred square meters. If you want to own such a building in the urban area, it is not enough to just be rich, you must also be powerful.

Above the door of this building, there is a huge plaque with gold rim on a black background and four large red characters written on it: "Chen's Martial Arts School".

These four characters are written vigorously and forcefully, and each stroke shows a profound foundation in calligraphy.

Since the practice of martial arts became popular in the Yanhuang Republic, special martial arts classes were set up from elementary schools to universities, so martial arts schools can be seen everywhere in society.

Ordinary martial arts schools generally only teach some physical fitness and self-defense techniques. Although they cannot be called scammers, they have no special features at all.

However, there are also some martial arts schools with a long history and a long history. They have been used since ancient times and have unique skills. Therefore, there are many masters and the inheritance continues.

There is no doubt that Chen's Martial Arts School is a martial arts school with a long history, because ordinary martial arts schools will never have the financial resources and influence to own such an industry.

Lin Zhong didn't expect that an old man he saved casually would have such a powerful background, and he suddenly felt that the world was really strange.

He stood at the door, carefully admired the four characters "Chen's Martial Arts School", and then knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and a young man in his twenties with a heroic appearance stood behind the door. He looked at Lin Zhong with vigilant eyes: "Who are you looking for?"

"I came here by invitation. An old man called me and told me to come here, so I came." Lin Zhong said calmly.

"It turns out it's you!" The vigilance on the young man's face disappeared, he laughed, stepped aside, and extended his hand, "You were the one who saved my grandpa? Please come in, we have been waiting for a long time!"

This young man had a cheerful personality and was somewhat familiar. After Lin Zhong entered, he slammed the door shut and shouted: "Grandpa, your savior is here!"

Following the young man's shout, two figures walked out of the room.

Walking in front was a thin old man who looked as if he could be knocked down by a gust of wind. He was the same old man who had been sent to the hospital by Lin Zhong.

But Lin Zhong's attention was attracted by a middle-aged man next to the old man.

This middle-aged man looks quite similar to the old man. He looks to be in his forties. He is tall and has bright eyes. Standing there, he looks like a mountain rising from the ground, exuding an indescribable sense of heaviness.

More importantly, Lin Zhong actually felt a bit of pressure and crisis from this middle-aged man.

The old man and the middle-aged man also suddenly noticed Lin Zhong's extraordinaryness. A light flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes and he smiled: "Little brother, you are here."

Lin Zhong looked away from the middle-aged man, with a calm expression, and nodded: "Old man, are you feeling well? Why did you call me here?"

"No hurry, no hurry, let's sit down first and talk slowly." The old man chuckled and waved to Lin Zhong, "I didn't expect that my little brother has learned martial arts. It's a surprise."

After sitting down in the living room, the old man began to introduce himself, and then Lin Zhong knew their names.

The old man's name is Chen Changchun, the current owner of Chen's martial arts gym, and the middle-aged man is the old man's son, named Chen Yunsheng. As for the young man who opened the door to Lin Chong, he is Chen Yunsheng's son, Chen Hong

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Three generations of the Chen family received him together, which made Lin Chong feel flattered and at the same time suspicious.
Chapter completed!