Tang Yawei's club is located at the other end of the park. In addition to occupying a good river view, it also occupies the dense forests deep in the park.

In this era, private occupation of public resources is still very serious. Through private relations, some scenic parks are occupied in suitable locations for buildings, and ways to build villas and clubs are everywhere. It is the time when it is popular.

The public lacks channels to form overall public opinion pressure, and it will take a long time to gradually restrain such things... It is impossible to completely disappear, but the smart privileged class will always understand that it cannot be so ostentatious and must consider the psychological feelings of ordinary people.

The deep and straight bluestone path spreads all the time, with three quiet rows of trees on both sides emitting soft lights. The street lights of the height of adult men can be touched by raising their hands. When a gust of wind passes, the street lights in the shape of the wind lights are swinging, and the wind chimes are swaying.

Zhao An has lived in the county sand for more than ten years and is not far from this area. He has only yet learned that there is such a place here today.

There are fewer pedestrians, and the black-faced security guards patrolling wolves in the distance make people understand that this is a private area exclusive to the rich. Zhao An has to sigh that some people who suddenly become rich have a forward-looking idea of ​​enjoying timely, because now is the time for them to use their wealth and power to enjoy it freely. In more than ten years, even if the economy develops better and gets more power and wealth, they do not have many conveniences and casual publicity now.

Tang Yawei's club had no name. When she walked to the end of the road, the thick and low iron door opened, no one asked, no one stopped it, and no procedure was needed. Tang Wu brought Li Qingge and Zhao An into it.

Behind the iron door is a modern-style building with a lot of floor-to-ceiling glass windows and steel structures, which feels like an exhibition center. When you walk into it, you will find that in addition to the large public areas, there are also male guest and female guest areas, and there is no special VIP room or the like.

Just because Tang Wu is a regular visitor here, this club can attract all the powerful people in the county sand. What's more, Tang Yawei is from a prominent family and has her own resources and connections to run this club.

A Ceylon hibiscus flower at the door attracted Zhao An's attention. Zhao An glanced at it and looked away... There was actually this thing here.

"Aunt, why are you here so late?" Tang Yawei walked out and smiled.

When I first met Tang Yawei, I felt that she looked very similar to Li Qingge. After all, she was related by blood and nothing strange. However, now three women with similar appearances stood together, but it was a bit dazzling. Even if it was not necessary, I still reminded myself in my heart that the three of them had completely different temperaments.

Tang Wu is mature and elegant. The woman on her body has experienced the years of experience and has taken away her youthfulness, but she has left her round and jade-like brilliance, and some charming taste is more pure and charming.

Tang Yawei's current appearance makes people want to call her a beauty, a blue slim professional women's clothing, a lace-edged strapless under the jacket, two bulging and plump and eye-catching, and her small waist connects a round hip line, which is the age that women are most suitable for being picked.

As for Li Qingge, or the elements that make men feel sexy, charming, and charming, are lacking in the elements that make men feel excited, but the girl's unique vitality and the feeling that she always feels like she is always jumping around, is extremely delicious.

"Let's take a walk, and Zhao An goes home, so just come and have a look with him." Tang Wu turned her head and said to Zhao An, "Zhao An, you can come and play often in the future, especially after school in the afternoon, you can do homework tutoring with Qingqing. We will stay for a while today."

"Okay, I'll leave by myself." Zhao An understood what Tang Wu meant. He would be with him whenever he left, but Tang Wu might have something to do with Tang Yawei and would not always play with him.

Li Qingge was paying attention to an LCD TV hanging on the wall of the club. A newly-made promotional video was playing on it. When he heard Zhao An say this, Li Qingge was a little unhappy and couldn't explain the specific reason clearly, but he was not very happy.

"Why did you say you left?" Tang Yawei took off the glasses hanging on the bridge of her nose. In fact, her glasses seemed to be more of a decorative effect. The glasses slipped down, which made her feel like she was talking to people with her head down but her eyes wide open. "Didn't she agree to have a conversation with me? It's better to pick a day than a day, just today."

"Ah?" Zhao An was a little surprised. He had known he wouldn't have come... Zhao An was not a guy who likes to show off his muscles everywhere. He was not aggressive, and he didn't have much interest in touching a big beauty.

Because it is not a one-sided and other meaning that a man touches a woman, he lacks interest. Although if he can show something, he will definitely make Tang Wu feel impressed, but is this still a bit too high-profile?

This is different from playing and playing with Li Qingge. No matter how powerful he is in front of Li Qingge, he is just playing and will not be truly accepted by others as a master. However, if Tang Yawei is defeated, it would be a different matter.

Tang Yawei's skills are definitely not comparable to Li Qingge. Li Qingge is an amateur practitioner. It can be said that his hands and feet are superior to ordinary people. Ordinary so-called strong men cannot beat him, but Tang Yawei is not at this level.

"I taught Qingqing Kung Fu step by step. Since you can handle her well, I will of course be interested in seeing the kung Fu you have at hand. You can see that you are too powerful and my disciples are too poor." Tang Yawei was not as cold and erotic as her external temperament and kept people away from each other. At least she is very gentle now, which is a bit like Tang Wu's words.

"How could I be obedient when he cleansed me?" Li Qingge opposed dissatisfiedly. He was always ready to obedient when Zhao An was cleansed me. This is called sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, but it is not obedient.

"Zhao An, do you have this ability?" Tang Wu said in surprise, then her lips curled slightly, and she looked at Zhao An expectantly.

"Well, I always feel that relying on the protection of the law alone is difficult to reassure myself, and my fists are more reliable in times of danger. I don't go to cause trouble, but there are always people who cause trouble." Zhao An said with some emotion, "So I have always been very interested in practicing martial arts, and I have persisted, and I have achieved a little success at present."

"I'm really not humble!" Li Qingge shouted, claiming to be a little successful. Shouldn't it be that he has learned some of the skills of a three-legged cat? The young heroes in the novel are so humble.

Of course, Zhao An is not a young hero, he is a young hooligan, so it is natural to say that.

"Since you've achieved a little success, let's have a try. Don't worry, there are no outsiders here, and even if you lose, no one will laugh at it." Tang Yawei saw Zhao An's melancholy. You must know that she was always surprised that Zhao An could avoid her grapple. The reaction she made in that very sudden situation was enough to show a person's nervous and physical ability. Li Qingge probably described Zhao An's skills, but he couldn't tell clearly. The level of the other party could only be judged by real action.

Speaking of this, Zhao An couldn't help but look at Li Qingge. Tang Yawei was obviously talking lies with her and Tang Wu of course, but it was completely impossible to let Li Qingge not take the opportunity to mock him. Maybe before the start, Li Qingge began to mock him, so that he could hit Zhao An to the greatest extent and make her extremely happy at the same time.

"I knew you didn't dare to fight!" Li Qingge and Zhao An looked at each other, feeling that his thoughts were seen through by him, fearing that he would not dare to agree, so he quickly provoked him.

"Try it. Boys should be brave enough to face challenges or setbacks. It is not possible to use escape to maintain their posture. I really want to see it." Tang Wu was in a good mood and patted Zhao An on the back.

Looking at Tang Wu's eyes, the eyes full of water and charming, even if it was unconscious, the aura that made the man feel heartbroken was still conveyed. No matter how firm Zhao An's will was, he was not so willing to disappoint Tang Wu. It would be okay to do something that he was not very active in.

"Okay...but, let's bet." Zhao An pointed to the pot of Ceylon hibiscus and said, "If I win, can I give this pot of flowers to me? I always feel that it would be more comfortable to put pots of flowers on the balcony."

"Yes." Tang Yawei said indifferently, "No matter whether you win or lose, you will be moved away."

"Yawei is so generous, but I think it is really not easy to defeat you. If the bet is just a potted plant, it would be too little... It's better to add a little more." Tang Wu felt that he seemed to have influenced Zhao An's decision, and this child was quite obedient to his own words... The elders are always closer to children who are willing to listen to him, so Tang Wu decided to fight for him some more benefits.

"I didn't say that if he lost, he would lose to me, so I started to increase the bet he won... Do you think he could not win?" Tang Yawei looked unhappy and said to Li Qingge: "Qingqing, do you think so?"

"Yes!" Li Qingge said quickly: "If you really want to have a dispute, I think you can talk about the bet later. You two can beat you to the death."

"What are you thinking?" Seeing Li Qingge nakedly revealing her true wish, Zhao An couldn't speak.

"Qingqing said something is reasonable. It's okay to talk about betting later." Tang Yawei waved her hand, not caring about betting much. She turned her head and looked at the pot of Ceylon hibiscus. Why did Zhao An want this thing? In fact, this pot of Ceylon hibiscus was only placed here today.

"Okay, let's start quickly... in the martial arts hall?" Tang Wu asked.

The martial arts hall is on the second floor, but the so-called exchange is not what Zhao An expected to do with two people at will. Tang Yawei has to change her clothes, otherwise her professional suit for elite women is not convenient to do. Of course, Zhao An also needs to change her clothes.

The guest was at will. Since he agreed to the exchange, Zhao An also cooperated. He also knew that many private martial arts halls and other special things are not allowed to enter in casual clothes.

A waiter took Zhao An to the locker room in the male guest area and gave it to Zhao An with a set of black training clothes.

"Sir, if you need anything, I will wait for you outside." The waiter said politely and enthusiastically.

Zhao An nodded, started changing clothes, took off his top, looked at the muscles on his body, and was still a little too thin, and did not have the explosive feeling of the muscles growing completely. However, after taking Baohua Yangshen Pills, Zhao An obviously felt that the turbid air in his body was gradually decreasing, and even at night, he felt refreshed and refreshed when he woke up in the morning.

The door of the locker room was pushed open, and Zhao An didn't care. The person who walked in did not move for a while. Then Zhao An turned around slightly strangely and found a young man staring at him and had no intention of changing his clothes.

The young man looks less than thirty years old, with a short beard and a pair of black-framed glasses. The middle-parted hair covers half of his cheeks, which makes him feel a little feminine because of his hairstyle.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhao An quickly changed into a practice suit and was stared at his naked body by a young man, especially when he looked over from behind, he always felt uncomfortable.

Zhao An believed very much that there were many perverts in this world, and it would not make him feel that it was too incredible if a man with abnormal sexual orientation appeared anytime and anywhere.

"It's okay." The young man had no expression on his face, "But I hope you don't make trouble for it."

Hearing this, Zhao An knew that the visitor was not good, so he changed into a practice suit and looked at himself in the mirror, which felt quite like a professional... although he knew better than most professionals how to make his fists stronger.

The greatest impact of this feeling on people is that it makes people feel that if necessary, they can swing their fists at any time to show their strength... For example, punch the young man in front of them.

Zhao An restrained this impulse and asked, "Don't look for trouble if you're fine, isn't you?"

"Little boy, you're very excited. Do you know who you are talking to?" The young man was not angry, but laughed.

It would be fine if he didn't smile. When he smiled, the feminine smell became even more obvious. Zhao An wanted to use the word "smiling like a flower" to describe her.

"You make it clear, you know that I am still young and not used to your way of speaking." Zhao An said a little boredly. The way young people speak is very typical. Some people with some family background or capital are like this. In front of those who he thinks are worthy of attention and display, they are elegant and gentle, just like gentle and knowledgeable gentleman. However, in front of those who he feels can look down on with superiority, they are as they are now, and they are unscrupulous in the fact that they crush the other party with superiority.

"I said you're looking for trouble, but you don't believe it yet. I said why did you use that bottle of Ceylon Hibiscus as a bet?" The young man stepped closer, but did not continue to explain who he was, and said bluntly.

Of course, Zhao An really doesn't think that there is a pot of flowers missing on his balcony. Ceylon hibiscus flowers are very rare. Its flowers have a unique and wonderful use. They can be regarded as rare and rare medicinal materials. Zhao An can use them.

Even in Bamatang, there should not be any dried petals of Ceylon hibiscus flowers. Moreover, its petals are not picked casually when the Ceylon hibiscus flowers bloom. Zhao An learned from ancient prescriptions the correct way to retain the medicinal effect of Ceylon hibiscus flowers.

Due to the loss of the picking method, whether the petals of Ceylon hibiscus flower have medicinal value has become a question that the traditional Chinese medicine community has inconclusive, let alone finding medicinal petals of Ceylon hibiscus flower on the market.

Ceylon hibiscus flower itself is also a very rare ornamental flower, and it is expensive. Zhao An was embarrassed to ask Tang Yawei, who was not familiar with him, but Tang Yawei seemed to not value a pot of flowers. Zhao An followed this opportunity to get the Ceylon hibiscus flower before talking about it.

Who knew that someone was in trouble for this?

"I think it looks pretty good, but there are no flowers on the balcony." Zhao An used the same reason.

"I gave that pot of flowers to Tang Yawei, do you know?" The young man's tone increased a little, "If you dare to beat her, I will give you a good look!"

Zhao An looked at the threat that appeared on the young man's feminine face and said calmly: "The bet has been settled. If you think it is inappropriate, you should also go to Tang Yawei and say it, not me. Or do you think Tang Yawei doesn't take you seriously at all, and she won't care about the pot of flowers, so why just come to me?"

Obviously, this young man is not very familiar with and understands Tang Yawei, at least he doesn't know what Tang Yawei has done. Otherwise, he should have full confidence in Tang Yawei, and he will probably mock Zhao An for overestimating his abilities, rather than worrying that Zhao An won over Tang Yawei.

It was probably the suitor who was entangled with Tang Yawei. He finally sent a pot of flowers over, but Tang Yawei did not refuse and consciously made some progress. Now he felt that this progress was about to be destroyed, so it was naturally difficult to accept.

Zhao An had already fallen in love with the pot of Ceylon hibiscus, and it seemed to be his own thing. How could he let go? Zhao An didn't know who this young man was, but he wouldn't be afraid of offending others.

When the young man heard Zhao An say this, the cheeks were hot and he said in a angrily manner: "Okay, let's wait and see. If you dare to beat Tang Yawei, I will let you know how to use Kung Fu!"

"Okay, look forward to advice." Zhao An nodded, ignored the young man and walked straight out of the locker room.

The waiter was still standing at the door, and Zhao An glanced at him.

The waiter smiled awkwardly, looked back at the locker room, followed him quickly, and said in a low voice: "Sorry, that is Zhu Shen... the son of the boss of Jiushe Hotel Group and a regular visitor to the club."

It means that Zhu Shen wants to break in, but he can't stop him. He means guilty. How could Zhao An be concerned about irrelevant people? Zhu Shen? Be cautious, is it the kidney of the kidney? Although the former is more likely, Zhao An thinks that if it is the latter, Zhu Shen... isn't it just a pig's waist? He really has a pig's waist face.

The waiter led Zhao An to the martial arts hall. Zhao An looked at the decoration inside the club. It was not an extremely luxurious style, but it was very exquisite. It seemed that every detail and corner consumed a lot of manpower and material resources, and every point that attracted attention had a point that could be said.

On the way, I met a middle-aged man in military uniform. He seemed to be the leader of the army, and a familiar young woman. He seemed to be a well-known host of the provincial TV station. It was probably not her husband who accompanied her. Zhao An did not deliberately look around, but was still examining everything he saw here. Such a place always interprets the most silhouetted sounds, colors, lights and shadows in the world.

When Zhao An came to the martial arts hall, Zhu Shen did not follow. It seemed that he had a good guess. Zhu Shen was just a suitor who didn't know the details of Tang Yawei. He might not even be included in the list of contacts by Tang Yawei. There are many possible and casual reasons to accept this pot of Ceylon hibiscus flowers, but it would never be because of his feelings or emotions towards Zhu Shen.

Zhu Shen dared to break into the locker room, but the martial arts hall did not have the courage to break in. He himself should have realized that he had no weight in front of Tang Yawei and could not affect Tang Yawei.

The waiter opened the door. The sound of the wooden door sliding in the ground trough was full of texture, which was quite a bit like a prelude to the show. When Zhao An walked in, he realized that it was not only Tang Yawei, but Tang Wu and Li Qingge also changed to the club's practice uniforms.

Tang Yawei, who had changed her clothes, tied her hair up and wrapped it behind her head. She stood in the center of the martial arts hall with her hands on her waist, showing a heroic look. As for Tang Wu, she knelt on the side and looked quietly. Her gentle appearance made people feel that even if she was wearing a training suit, she was like wearing a lazy and elegant home clothes.

Li Qingge rolled up the sleeves of the practice clothes and held a camera in his hand. It was obvious that she was looking forward to recording the scene of Zhao An being knocked down by Tang Yawei. If Tang Yawei beat Zhao An to the point of bruised face, she would be even happier.

However, Li Qingge also knew that this possibility was too low. Tang Yawei had a good impression of Zhao An, so how could she really beat him up? She just asked her not to show mercy and let Zhao An lose a little more embarrassed... Li Qingge had already asked Tang Yawei so much just now. If Tang Yawei kept her back, she would definitely turn against Tang Yawei.

His cousin is his cousin, Tang Yawei agreed, and Li Qingge is a little looking forward to it.

"Whoever kills the other party first wins!" Li Qingge walked around with the camera, preparing to find the best shooting angle, and then after taking the shot, he could recall how Zhao An died.

"Don't pay attention to her nonsense." Tang Wu was a little helpless. The child was really unscrupulous in speaking.

Zhao An smiled and decided to say to Tang Yawei, "Miss Tang, I was a little abrupt just now. It seems that the pot of flowers was given to you by someone else?"

Tang Yawei was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Yes...but how do you know?"
To be continued...