This way we will not humiliate the Chen family, but also be worthy of our father’s many years of cultivation!”
After Chang Shanhu finished speaking, he finally thought of Han Dong, his adoptive father, and added a sentence smoothly.
Han Dong's face looked much better instantly.
I have no objection to what Changshan Tiger Menglang did just now.
Chen Yang put his hands on his hands and smiled: "You are so generous and heroic, I think highly of you.
Big heart is what a man wants, not by kneeling down to plead, but by being ambitious and earning it with his fists and hands;
Heroism means failure or death. Walking on the Tiger Mountain, he wants to make a big name and join the Chen Clan as a great boxer.
After admiring it, Chen Yang threw the scripture in his hand and threw it directly into Chang Shanhu's arms."
"Master!"
Chen Fang was so shocked that she shouted out.
"Prince Chen, you can't do that."
Han Dong dissuaded him regardless of his status.
Chang Shanhu was also frightened. He let the scripture hit him and then slid down his strong muscles.
"If there's anything you can't do, I'll just say yes.
How much can I learn if I give you one night?"
Chen Yang said lazily.
Chang Shanhu was so frightened that his face turned pale, but after hearing it for just one night, he suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly exerted his abdominal muscles, played the scripture, and held it in his palm like a rare treasure.
The veins on his hands were bulging, but the hands holding the ink screen were extremely gentle, as if he was afraid that they would be crushed if he applied a little force.
I also heard that after just one night, Chen Fang and Han Dong relaxed somewhat, which was not too much...
How strange!
Can the secret teachings of the Chen family in Beijing be used to educate the chief heir? Can they be leaked out?
Is that an ink screen?
No, that's life!
Anyway, Chen Fang felt that if she watched Chang Shanhu and saw something important, she didn't know what happened to Chang Shanhu, but she would be dead anyway.
She hurriedly came closer, behind Chang Shanhu, and said in a low voice: "You can take a look at the national martial arts and martial arts. If you take a look at other places..."
Chang Shanhu cursed and swore: "I will pluck out the eyeballs myself!"
He was so excited that he could hardly speak coherently.
Although I have studied under famous teachers, can the martial arts handed down from the Chen family in Beijing be the same concept?
With such an opportunity to watch various secret stories at night, his chances of becoming a great boxer from Guangnan and becoming one of the Ten Tigers of Guangnan will undoubtedly be much greater.
Taking advantage of Chen Yang's good mood, Han Dong quickly reported the follow-up actions as Chen Men's left hand.
After that, Han Dong and Chang Shanhu retreated. As for what the father and son wanted to explain, no one knew.
After Chen Yang and Chen Fang occupied the magpie nest, they fell into silence for a while.
After a long while, Chen Yangcai sighed quietly: "It doesn't seem right with the Chen family in Shangjing."
Chen Fang was silent.
Sometimes, silence is also an answer.
Chen Yanghun didn't care and continued: "It's too much, too fast, it doesn't seem like a 10 billion thing.
They were anxious to get me back.
why?"
Chen Fang remained silent.
More often than not, silence means really not knowing.