"Good night, baby." Lou Ruqing looked at the baby's small back and thought to herself, although the baby is smart and has an endless knowledge base, he is still a child after all, and naturally longs for father's love. Seeing other children accompanied by their parents
, how could he not feel envious?
At six o'clock in the morning, Lou Ruqing got up and went to the shooting range to practice martial arts and marksmanship.
Her strength does not come out of thin air, but comes from twenty years of hard training.
With the last blow, she hit the brick on one side with her fist. Suddenly, the brick shattered. But her hand was still white and shiny. Lou Ruqing's eyes were sharp, she turned around and took out the pistol placed aside.
Another backflip, the bullets were fired at the same time.
After Lou Ruqing landed with her feet on the ground, she looked back confidently. All she saw was the target in front of her, the eyeballs made of torn cotton wool were shot through, and the silk wool was flying.
"Boss's marksmanship is really wonderful." Lou Taoxin arrived at the shooting range at some point, applauding and walking towards Lou Ruqing. He was still wearing pajamas, but the gray pajamas also had pink hearts printed on them, which was very dazzling.
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Lou Ruqing picked up the gun and let it spin a few times in mid-air before taking it back. The movement was quite graceful. He turned his head and looked at Lou Tao and said, "You want to do it too?"
"Boss, do you think I can practice kung fu in the way I am dressed now?" Lou Taoxin innocently pointed to his pajamas.
Lou Ruqing walked aside and picked up a sweat towel to wipe his sweat and said: "It takes ten years to practice Qigong every day. There is no excuse for neglecting it. The Feng Gang does not raise waste."
"Boss, why don't I just be lazy for a day now and then?" Lou Taoxin smiled playfully as Lou Ru leaned over to please him.
"No." Lou Ruqing denied decisively. In some aspects, she would never condone him. Although Lou Taoxin is not bad at it, he must not be lazy because of it.
"Okay, I'll change my clothes and practice later. But now, I have something to say."
"What's the matter?" Lou Ruqing turned back and looked at Lou Taoxin.
The playfulness on Lou Taoxin's face disappeared and was replaced by a serious face: "There are new clues about the murder of the old gang leader."
"Oh?" Lou Ruqing frowned, "What clue?"
"I doubt Uncle Ming." Lou Taoxin's tone was a little deep.
"Isn't Uncle Ming always in the United States? How did you find out about him?" Lou Ru listened to Lou Taoxin's words, but did not show any surprise, as if he just heard a very ordinary sentence.
"We have been investigating for so many years, but we are simply investigating in the wrong direction. If I hadn't heard one of Uncle Ming's brothers accidentally say something that day, I wouldn't have suspected Uncle Ming. It turned out that five years ago,
The day the baby was born, that is, the day something happened to the old gang leader, Uncle Ming was not in Italy at all. He lied."
Lou Ruqing listened quietly, and after Lou Taoxin finished speaking, he said calmly: "Uncle Ming grew up wearing the same pants as my father, and they founded the Feng Gang together. His status is extremely
No less than my dad and I. Back then, if I hadn’t followed my dad around since I was a child, showed some strength, and had Uncle Ming’s support, I wouldn’t have been able to take the position of gang leader so smoothly.”
"But you later proved your ability. If it weren't for your leadership, the Feng Gang would not have grown from an ordinary gang to the third largest gang in the world in just five years." Lou Tao said anxiously.
Lou Ruqing just glanced at Lou Taoxin and continued: "Uncle Ming's reputation and status in the gang are not false. You can also see how good he is to me. So, you have to doubt Uncle Ming, but be sure to