In early autumn in Hangzhou, the weather is still a little hot. Mr. Zhou Shan is wearing an ordinary Tang suit. He holds a pair of iron gall bladders in his hands. He looks like a retired old man from a well-off family. Most people would never think of him.
He is connected with the identity of the general.【】
As for the big man Zhou Chi, he was wearing a cheap short trousers, and his body was full of explosive muscles, so when the taxi driver reversed and left, he glanced at the old man and the young man. After all, he came out.
The villa he came to was not a place where ordinary people could live, so he was guessing that the old man and the young man were poor relatives of some wealthy family.
Mr. Zhou Shan had been here a few years ago, when he was still serving in the military, and he drove a military vehicle here at night. Therefore, not many people in Zhou Fugui's villa had seen Mr. Zhou Shan's true face.
Old man Zhou Shan took Zhou Chi to the gate of the villa. The gate was closed, and two security guards were walking back and forth. When Zhou Shan and Zhou Chi walked to the gate of the villa, the two security guards said, "Old man, here
This is a private residence, what are you doing here?"
In fact, it’s no wonder that these two security guards have no discernment. It’s just that those who can enter the Zhou family’s villa are either rich or noble. Zhou Shan and Zhou Chi came here by taxi. They know everything about it, so they don’t think that one old and one old are together at all.
Shaoneng had no contact with the Zhou family, so he was not polite when he spoke.
"Is Zhou Fugui at home? Ask him to pick me up and tell him that I'm here."
The thin but straight-backed old man Zhou Shan played with the iron gallbladder in his hand and said lightly, but his aura radiated out in form, making the two security guards feel huge pressure.
"Even the big bosses of the Zhejiang Provincial Government have to call the master Jay Chou when they see him. In the business world or on the street, many people call the master Zhou Taizu." One of the very young security guards thought: "You are a bad old man.
You dare to call our master by his first name? Did you forget to bring your medicine when you went out?"
"Please wait a moment, I have to report first."
The young security guard was about to lose his temper when he was stopped by another older security guard who was probably in his early thirties. The aura that Mr. Zhou Shan exuded inadvertently was so amazing. Moreover, he was accompanied by a strong man as big as an iron tower, so this older security guard
Some security guards concluded that this old man was not an ordinary person.
The security guard in his early thirties immediately called his boss and reported what happened to Mr. Zhou Shan.
"Disciple, what are you waiting for? Kick the door open." Mr. Zhou Shan sneered and called to the big man Zhou Chi.
"Yes, master."
Zhou Chi responded, took three steps forward, and kicked the iron gate in the center. The momentum was so powerful that it was overwhelming.
"Bang."
Under Zhou Chi's feet, the huge iron door roared loudly. There was no doubt that if Zhou Chi kicked this big iron door several times in succession, it would definitely be broken.
A loud noise alarmed many people in the Zhou family villa, even Yu Kexin and Liu Ruyan who were taking a lunch break, and a figure quickly ran towards the door of the villa. This person was the guard of the Zhou family villa.
The person is the 'Cheetah' who just received the call from the security guard at the door.
'Cheetah' was also the voice of the special forces. He had also received training from Mr. Zhou Shan and could be regarded as half of Mr. Zhou Shan's disciples. When 'Cheetah' passed through the iron gate fence and saw Mr. Zhou Shan standing outside the door, he immediately ordered the two
The security guard at the door said: "Open the door quickly, that's Mr. Zhou."
At this time, the two security guards were dumbfounded, because they knew that they had made a mistake, and they felt that this thin old man who did not look tall was really the father of their master.
The security guard opened the door and welcomed Mr. Zhou Shan and Zhou Chi in without daring to come out, preparing to be punished by the old man. Who knew that Zhou Shan strode in with Zhou Chi without saying anything.
"Old man, why are you here without notifying us in advance to pick you up?" Cheetah followed Mr. Zhou Shan and said fearfully.
"I was afraid that you would raise troops and stir up trouble, so I didn't inform you. Where is Zhou Fugui? He's not at home?"
Zhou Shan said with a smile. At this time, his aura had long since dissipated, and he became an ordinary little old man again.
Mr. Zhou Shan and Zhou Chi, who was carrying a big package, walked a few meters into the villa. Liu Ruyan and Yu Kexin also rushed out. Yu Kexin had met Zhou Shan and hurriedly came over to greet her. As for Liu Ruyan, she stood still
She stayed where she was, watching for anything unusual in the direction of the loud noise. She glanced at Zhou Shan and Zhou Chi, who were wearing very ordinary clothes, and didn't look at them again. Of course, she couldn't blame him for being careless, but she had never heard Zhou Fugui say
But he still has a father.
"Old man, you are here, this is Brother Zhou Chi."
Yu Kexin, who was not wearing makeup, smiled and said to Zhou Shan and Zhou Chi. She was dressed very plainly, but she had a ladylike demeanor, and her shallow smile made people feel like they were in the spring breeze, making them feel comfortable.
When Zhou Shan came here for the first time ten years ago, Yu Kexin was only eleven years old, Zhou Chi was ten years old, Zhou Yi was nine years old, and the girl was eighteen years old. Now at twenty-one, Yu Kexin was so extraordinary that Zhou Shan could not help but secretly look at her.
Yu Kexin took a few glances and found that the temperament of the girl he liked back then actually surpassed that of most children from aristocratic families, and she looked comfortable without makeup.
"My child, you must be Kexin. You are not bad. You have grown so big in a blink of an eye. When I saw you years ago, you were still a little one. Now you are a big beauty."
Mr. Zhou Shan said with a smile, with a kind look on his face. He had experienced many major events and life-and-death battles. He was very accurate. As soon as he knew that Yu Kexin was a good girl with first-class character and appearance, she would be a good girl in the future.
She must be Zhou Yi's virtuous wife.
"Old man, you are ridiculous. You are tough, and you are still the same as you were years ago." Yu Kexin replied with a smile.
"Is that Zhou Fugui's new mistress?" Mr. Zhou Shan glanced at Liu Ruyan and asked Yu Kexin in a low voice.
This was a difficult question to answer. Yu Kexin nodded awkwardly. After all, Zhou Fugui was her adoptive father and it was not convenient for her to talk about these very personal topics.
"You kid, you are very cautious in everything you do. Don't worry, old man, I won't go looking for trouble with her casually. As long as she lives peacefully in the Zhou family and doesn't cause any trouble for me."
Zhou Shan overcame Yu Kexin's embarrassment and said pleasantly, and Yu Kexin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister Kexin, do you still remember me, Zhou Chi? Why didn't Zhou Yi see anyone else?" The big man Zhou Chi also smiled naively and greeted Yu Kexin, but he was most concerned about Zhou Yi.
Liu Ruyan was originally shocked by the loud noise of Zhou Chi kicking the door. Now she didn't find anything unexpected. After arriving at Yu Kexin, she was greeted by two people, an old man and a young man, who were not well-dressed, and then went back to her room.
room, her performance in front of Zhou Fugui, Yu Kexin and Zhou Yi was impeccable, but this does not mean that she is knowledgeable and reasonable with everyone. Now she has
After entering the Zhou family, even though she had no status, ordinary people were unwilling to talk to her. However, she did not expect that this thin old man turned out to be a fierce man who even Zhou Fugui, the dragon crossing the river, was afraid of.
Fugui was the biological father of a financial tycoon. She never thought that if the old man didn't nod, she might never get a place in the Zhou family.
"Zhou Yi is still at school. He just came back from school in the evening. The weather is hot. Old man, Brother Zhou Chi, I will arrange for you to rest first."
Yu Kexin's conversation and work were always decent and efficient. She quickly arranged Mr. Zhou and Zhou Chi in a small independent enclosed courtyard. This courtyard was somewhat similar to a courtyard house in the north. The interior was elegant in style, and Zhou Chi
Not many people are qualified to live in the house.
Yu Kexin left the small courtyard after arranging everything, but the 'Cheetah' was kept by Mr. Zhou Shan.
"Leopard, have you still practiced kung fu these years?"
Zhou Shan took out his pipe, lit a pot of cigarettes, and asked "Cheetah" gently, without any airs at all. When his aura was not exposed, others would never know that he was a peerless master.
Cheetah was one of the kings of soldiers in the special forces at that time. He was not proficient in fighting, detective, or firearms. Now he is in his thirties and is at the peak of his physical and mental state. A master like him is inevitably a little confused.
He has an unruly air, but in front of Mr. Zhou Shan, he is as docile as a sheep.
"I'm still practicing, but my progress has been very slow over the years."
Cheetah replied.
"You and Zhou Chi have fought a few tricks. This kid lacks practical skills. You two should practice your skills." Zhou Shan said.
"Spar with him?" Cheetah looked at Zhou Chi and asked Mr. Zhou Shan doubtfully.
Although Cheetah has retired for many years, his skills have become increasingly better because he has never stopped training during these years. He is now in his thirties and is at his peak both mentally and physically. Cheetah
This was also the second time I met Zhou Chi. Zhou Chi and Zhou Chi met two years ago.
When Mr. Shan came here, he was still a child less than 1.2 meters tall, but now Zhou Chi has grown into a two-meter-tall Xiashanhu with refined muscles and full of explosive power. Although Zhou Chi has grown up,
Cheetah didn't think Zhou Chi was qualified to fight with him.
Zhou Chi undoubtedly has a great advantage in terms of height and weight, but as the king of special forces, Cheetah knows that a person's force value is not directly proportional to his height and weight. Take those ace special forces as an example, most of the real masters are
They range in height from 7.7 meters to 1.78 meters, and are also on the thin side, because such people have excellent strength and speed, and are especially suitable for actual combat.
Of course, Cheetah does not mean to look down on Zhou Chi when he thinks this way. He knows that Zhou Chi has been with Mr. Zhou Shan for years and must have become a master. However, he does not think that Zhou Chi has reached the level where he can compete with him. After all, he is a really high master.
It is through actual combat and life and death fighting that
Those who can be trained are like himself. He has performed special missions many times, fought life and death battles with masters from various countries, and harvested many lives. However, the young Zhou Chi lacks this indispensable link.
Therefore, Cheetah was afraid of accidentally injuring Zhou Chi, so he hesitated.
"Are you worried about hurting Zhou Chi?"
Mr. Zhou Shan was smoking a cigarette. He was worried about Cheetah, so he smiled and said: "Zhou Chi is my close disciple. Just try your best to take action. If he dies in your hands, I will never cause trouble for you.
"
Hearing what the old man said, Cheetah, who was originally doubtful, suddenly became vigilant because he saw Zhou Chiyan's hostility and understood the meaning of the words closed disciple.
Mr. Zhou Shan also had several direct disciples at the beginning, all of whom were famous military figures with abnormal martial arts. As a close disciple of Zhou Shan, Zhou Chi must have extremely high talent and be able to inherit the mantle of Mr. Zhou Shan. Otherwise, the old man who always prefers to lack more than to waste would not be able to