"Zhou Yi, then you have to be careful. It's getting late. Go to bed early and don't let yourself get too tired. []"
Yu Kexin said considerately that the law had changed when Zhou Yi embarked on this path, and she could only support Zhou Yi.
"Let's sleep together."
Zhou Yi said softly, holding Yu Kexin's hand with gentle eyes.
"You have to get up very early tomorrow to gather your brothers. Don't be too tired tonight. Let's have some intimacy another day." Yu Kexin said sheepishly.
"Kexin, I am a master of internal boxing, how can I be tired? I have been abroad for so long and I haven't had a good intimate relationship with you. Now I have to seize the opportunity. Such a good night will be wasted."
As Zhou Yi said this, he picked up Yu Kexin and strode towards his bedroom.
"Zhou Yi, what are you going to do?"
Yu Kexin struggled and said that although she regarded herself as Zhou Yi's wife, she still didn't want other people in the family to see her and Zhou Yi being intimate. She was a relatively traditional girl. According to her philosophy, she wanted to be intimate with the person she liked.
, it had to be in a private place, so I was very shy.
When a woman is shy, she becomes even more charming. Zhou Yi held Yu Kexin in her arms, and her whole body became increasingly hot. She wished she could enter Yu Kexin's body right now and have a good ride.
"Kexin, you are my wife. What do you want to do? Don't you want to talk to me and relieve my tension and pressure? Then let's sleep together and have a good chat."
Zhou Yi replied with a smile, his breath became a little short. Sometimes love between a man and a woman is a way to relieve stress. Tomorrow will be a new page for him, so he wants to relax this night.
"You are not that honest. You just want to chat with me."
Yu Kexin scolded, if she and Zhou Yi were sleeping in the same bed, how could they just chat and not do other things.
"The one who knows me is my wife."
Zhou Yi smiled evilly and carried Yu Kexin into his room.
There was heavy rain in Tokyo and light rain in Hangzhou, but the weather was fine in Shandong. That night, the starry sky was brilliant.
Before dawn, a black BMW 7 limited edition sedan arrived in Yuquan Town, Shandong Province.
There are only four people in the car, one is Zhou Fugui, the fierce dragon crossing the river, one is Qinglong, the top master of the underworld, one is Long Fei, who is as famous as Qinglong, and the other one is the driver who drives Zhou Fugui. Zhou Fugui and the other three are naturally
Needless to say, this driver was not an ordinary person. He looked to be in his early thirties, tall and tall, but he was one of Zhou Fugui's best men.
"Big boss, do you want to take a rest first? It will take more than an hour before dawn."
After arriving in Yuquan Town, which is paved with bluestones, the limited edition BMW 7 parked in front of a small hotel, and the driver in his early thirties asked.
This driver's name is Ye Qiu. He also worked with Zhou Fugui in the Northeast back then, and later became Zhou Fugui's driver. One of his great qualities is that he knows the geographical locations of various parts of the country and can be called a living map.
So when going to unfamiliar places to do business, Zhou Fugui always likes to take his driver Ye Qiu with him. In this way, he can save a lot of trouble. Ye Qiu is indeed very powerful. As soon as he came to Yuquan Town, with a map, he quickly
Found the only hotel in the town.
"You go to a small hotel and get a room to rest. After all, it's hard for you to drive long distances. The three of us have almost rested in the car. Now I'm going to get some food and go find the old man."
Zhou Fugui, however, had no intention of resting in a small hotel, but wanted to go directly to Mr. Zhou Shan.
"Big boss, although I'm not an old horse, but I know pictures better, I'd better go with you." The driver Ye Qiu thought for a while and said.
"Okay, let's go eat something first to replenish our strength."
Zhou Fugui nodded.
So a group of four people started looking for a place to eat in Yuquan Town.
Slowly, the white fish belly appeared in the east, and the shops in the town opened early. The four of them had a bowl of millet porridge in a small shop. After asking the boss where Mr. Zhou Shan’s house was, they walked there together.
.
This is the ancestral home of the Zhou family, but Zhou Fugui grew up in the compound of the army. This is his first time back. Looking at the green distant mountains and the clear water of the Yuquan River, Zhou Fugui couldn't help but praise him.
: "This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters. No wonder the old man wants to live in seclusion in his hometown and does not want to live in a big city."
"Yes, this is the real hermit."
After listening to Zhou Fugui's words, Qinglong also said thoughtfully that he had also lived in seclusion a few years ago, but his seclusion was not complete, so he admired Mr. Zhou Shan more and more, because like Mr. Zhou Shan, he once held a heavy hand.
To truly abandon everything and become an ordinary person who knows how to live from sunrise to sunset, this is a state that few people can achieve.
Walking along the Yuquan River, and then turning a corner, Zhou Fugui and the other four walked on the bluestone path between the high and low tile houses made of blue bricks, walking slowly and slowly towards the east. At this moment, it was just dawn.
It was bright, the sun had not yet risen, and everything seemed so quiet.
From a distance, Zhou Fugui saw the destination where they asked for directions. This was an independent courtyard, which was the residence of Mr. Zhou Shan.
Mr. Zhou Shan's residence is a three-room blue brick house. There is a stone wall outside, which forms a yard covering an area of half an acre. Green branches and leaves protrude from the yard wall, allowing people to know from outside.
There are two trees, one big and one small, in the yard. This tree was the place where Zhou Yi and Zhou Chi practiced sticking to the mountain.
When he was about to reach the blue brick house, Zhou Fugui, the fierce dragon crossing the river, stopped. He thought for a moment and put away the thick gold chain around his neck.
"Big boss, what's wrong? Why don't you leave? This should be the old man's mansion."
The driver Ye Qiu asked curiously, Zhou Fugui didn't read much, but he liked to be arty. Ye Qiu was also influenced by Zhou Fugui and followed his fancy, describing a simple residence as a mansion. In fact, strictly speaking
Come on, a few blue brick houses cannot be called a residence. Only villas or luxurious residences of ancient officials can be called a residence.
"As the old saying goes, the love between hometown and family is strong. I didn't really believe this nonsense before, because the world is so big that there is no place where I am not my hometown. But now I believe this sentence. Although I have never been to this place, this is my hometown after all.
My ancestral home is where my father grew up when he was a child. When I came here, I seemed to have a kinship with it.
It feels like we are connected, but the relationship between me and my old man has never been very good. This time I came to ask him to come out, I will probably be scolded by the old man, but the old man has a very bad temper, and even I dare not say anything to him.
He said half of what he said, so if you don't feel any resistance to what the old man says later, he won't look good on you either."
Zhou Fugui said that after he put away the gold necklace around his neck, he lost a little domineering. Although he was now a wealthy man, he still felt a little uneasy before meeting Mr. Zhou Shan.
"Brother, I understand. Your father is my father. It is only natural for a father to teach his son a lesson."
After listening to Zhou Fugui's instructions, Qinglong nodded slightly, but Long Fei responded.
Qinglong and Long Fei are known as the two masters of the underworld. They don't care about ordinary people, but if anyone dares to be disrespectful to his elder brother Zhou Fugui, they will definitely show off their power, let alone
It is said that someone dared to teach Zhou Fugui a lesson. Back then, in the Northeast, a big gangster was disrespectful to Zhou Fugui and said a few dirty words in front of Zhou Fugui. As a result, Qinglong and Long Fei directly wiped out his entire force and killed him.
Flow into a river.
This incident was a sensation in the Northeast back then and everyone knew about it, so over the years, no one dared to criticize Zhou Fugui.
But the name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and the prestige of Mr. Zhou Shan have continued to flourish for decades. Over the years, countless masters have challenged him, but none of them lost to Mr. Zhou Shan and worshiped him.
Therefore, decades ago, Mr. Zhou Shan had the reputation of being the best master in the army. The best master in the army was actually the same as the best master in the mainland, and could even be said to be the best master in the world. Therefore, as juniors, Qinglong and Long Fei
, I have always had great respect for Mr. Zhou Shan. This respect is not entirely because Mr. Zhou Shan is the father of their eldest brother Zhou Fugui. To a greater extent, it is because of Mr. Zhou Shan’s reputation and legendary experiences.
"Big boss, the old man is a god-like figure. How dare we contradict him? Don't worry."
Driver Ye Qiu said.
Zhou Fugui explained a few words, then gathered his mood and walked to Mr. Zhou Shan's house.
It's not bright yet, but Mr. Zhou Shan has gotten up early and is boxing slowly in the yard. Although he has retired and lived in seclusion, he has not given up his martial arts. On the contrary, he has become more diligent and has reached the level of unity between man and nature.
realm.
Mr. Zhou Shan never showed his martial arts in front of outsiders in Yuquan Town, so when he practiced martial arts, the wooden gate of the courtyard was closed tightly to prevent others from entering. If someone were to have his level of skill, it would still be
Don't be shocked by the fact that he is a heavenly being, and then doubt his identity. At that time, he will not be able to truly live in seclusion here and be an ordinary person.
Mr. Zhou Shan is already seventy years old, and his body is already a little thin, but his eyes are very bright, and his whole person's energy and energy are still intact, and he does not look old at all.
When Mr. Zhou Shan first started boxing, his movements were very slow and gentle, and there was no strength at all. But as time went by, the Bajiquan moves became faster and faster, and the strength became stronger and stronger.
There was a faint sound of wind and thunder. Slowly, Mr. Zhou Shan's fist style directly evolved into a sound of breaking through the air. In the end, the boxing style slowly disappeared and became dull.