The phone also hung up.

Shen Lang was speechless at the phone.

This guy is so old that he still tied his head to his belt all day long, and he really doesn't give young people any chance.

Did the bullet have eyes and keep avoiding him?

It seems that it is time to find a time to tell Su He and advise her father not to be on the front line all day.

I wanted to ask about the things that the Eight Gates were planning secretly, but now I can only give up for the time being.

Shen Lang wanted to call Su He again, but a sound suddenly came from the room.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The clocks on the office wall begin to report the time.

Shen Lang was shocked and realized that it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Then I remembered Tu Zongyuan's words, a master would come at 8 o'clock in the evening, now the number one bodyguard in Daxia.

He had to put away his cell phone, stood up and looked at the door, but unfortunately it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything clearly.

It’s time to install a lighting lamp in the courtyard of the Chuanwu Association.

Just as I was thinking, I saw a figure slowly walking towards the door.

"Xiaobai, you go back to your room to rest first. I will probably practice martial arts all night tonight."

Shen Lang smiled at the figure and hurried out to greet him.

I guess this is the number one bodyguard in Daxia mentioned by Tu Zongyuan.

Xiaobai nodded understandingly, knowing that he could not cause trouble for Shen Lang.

This is a rare opportunity.

In the past two days, she has also understood some of the rules of the Great Xia River.

For example, when boxers teach boxing skills, no one can watch from the side.

No matter who the other party is.

If you peek at a half-stage, you can dig out the trick at the least, and if you are too serious, you can use all your skills.

Otherwise, if boxing is spreading, the exquisite tricks of each school will be ruined.

Seeing Shen Lang walking towards the gate of the courtyard, she also returned to her house obediently.

"Friends, from the Chuanwu Association? Or does a visitor do business?"

When the figure was walking towards the yard, Old Li's head emerged from somewhere.

The figure stopped and looked at Lao Li with surprise.

"Where did you come out?"

"Hey, this is nothing nonsense! The door room!"

Old Li didn't expect that the other party would ask this and immediately looked stern.

"Brother, why are you here? It's so late. If a member of the Chuanwu Association comes to attend the exchange meeting, you will come and register. If the visitors are welcome, please be early tomorrow and you will not be allowed to enter at night."

The figure laughed: "What if I insist on entering?"

"Hey! I met a niuzi!"

Old Li didn't expect that the other party was quite arrogant, so he immediately made a start-up gesture and stole the horse.

Close your hands and slowly lift them up.

Seeing this, the figure looked solemn, raised his hand, raised his knees and crotch, and made a stumble.

This is a standard defensive move. No matter which way the opponent attacks from the top, middle and bottom, there is a way to deal with it.

At the same time, he spoke.

"I didn't expect that the martial arts association hid dragons and clenched tigers. I would like to ask the names of seniors. If you offend me, please forgive me. Where is the master you are..."

But I didn't think about it.

Old Li ignored this guy at all, but put his hands directly to his mouth.

"It's all a mess! Someone is here to smash the situation!"

boom!

The old man's voice was like a bell, and his loud voice resounded directly throughout the entire Wushu Association.

The figure was stunned on the spot.

I'll do it.

It turns out you're calling someone here.

I thought you were from the Master Chuanwu, and you wanted to try my skills.

With Lao Li's voice, the entire association compound was sensational.

Countless people rushed out with sticks carrying benches.

"Who! Who dares to come to the martial arts association to cause trouble?"

"Isn't this asking for death? The King of Hell dare not let Hei Bai Wuchang come and arrest people!"

"I really admire his courage in that road, my nickname is Peppa, Liaobei."

"I am a little pig girl in Lingnan. You dare to fight!"

A group of men and women rushed out, and exaggerated buddies even ran over with the bed board.

I heard that this practitioner is a hidden weapon.

The figure was confused when he saw this scene and had to explain quickly.

"Master, I'm entrusted by someone to come here to find someone. His name is..."

"Old Li, don't be rude. This is the guest I invited."

Shen Lang had already come over, and was amused and laughed at this scene.

The first bodyguard of Daxia was stopped by the gatekeeper, and a group of Lian Jiazi chased and beat him. If this matter spread, it would be fun.

"Mr. Lang? Looking for yours?"

Old Li looked at the other party suspiciously, then looked at Shen Lang.

"Well, you go back to the house and rest, don't worry."

Shen Lang laughed and waved his hands to the trainees behind him, asking them to go back quickly.

When everyone saw Shen Lang appear, they realized that they were in a false alarm and walked back to the house with a chuckle.

Shen Lang turned around and said embarrassedly.

"Master Zhou, I'm really embarrassed! I should have gone to the door to greet you, but something has been delayed."

"Haha, it's okay! It's okay! Just find it back in a while."

The other party smiled and waved his hand, amiable.

"ah?"

Shen Lang didn't understand what the other party meant, and the figure had already walked under the light.

I saw that this person was thirty-seven or eight years old, which was the golden age of a warrior.

It was the number one bodyguard in Daxia, Zhou Bingcang.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, white and clean.

He is about 1.85 meters tall, but he doesn't look strong.

Especially in a suit and a pair of glasses on her face, if she doesn't know the other party's background, she will be similar to a thin civil servant.

Shen Lang knew that after being a boxer's kung fu embraces the pill, he could not tell the other party's cultivation level just from his face and figure.

I heard that the powerful Baodan boxer even motivated his qi and blood to change his height and appearance in a short period of time.

He couldn't help but sigh that he was worthy of being the number one bodyguard in Daxia.

If you stand next to the boss in this outfit, who will attract some attention?

Even if there is someone with bad intentions, he is confused by his appearance.

"You are Shen Lang, let's go, I'm short of time."

Zhou Bingcang raised his hand and looked at his watch, "The leader has another foreign affairs visit at 10 o'clock and needs to set off overnight."

"We only have two hours, and now there are 110 minutes."

Upon hearing this, Shen Lang hurriedly invited the other party to enter the Wushu Association.

He also knew that the other party was taboo and did not lead him to the courtyard, but led him to a flat ground in the backyard.
To be continued...