"OK, you go down!" GuoChong waved his hand and drove Fu Lei down. Being upset by such a thing, GuoChong probably didn't want to see him recently!

When Fu Lei turned and left, his eyes looking at Yang Guo were full of gratitude.

This person is also interesting. Yang Guo ran to the door because of a misunderstanding and hurt him. He didn't hate it. Instead, Yang Guo did a little favor - helped him say love, but he was grateful.

"Yang Guo, do you want me to help you? Please ask friends in the Jianghu to make an appointment with you about the eight step meteor legged Che Enjun?" After Fu Lei left, guohongjing took the initiative to talk to Yang Guo.

"Oh, No." Yang Guo waved his hand and said with a smile, "it's easy to know his name. I can find his address."

In fact, he doesn't want to scare the snake. From the last face-to-face experience with Che Enjun, Che Enjun is very cunning, and as slippery as a loach. If he knows anything, he may slip away or hide immediately. In that case, Yang Guo will never find him again.

After chatting for a few words, Yang Guo stood up, hugged hands with GuoChong and guohongjing and said, "master Guo, Brother Guo, it's time for me to leave. Today, the main conflict with your museum is misunderstanding. Xiao Yang felt ashamed, and master Guo's advice and justice, Xiao Yang is also very grateful."

"Why so polite!" Guo Chong laughed and said, "even without me, it's only a matter of time for you to make a breakthrough in Xingyi boxing. Moreover, I guess the Taijiquan you learned is quite unusual? If you can defeat Xiaojing without artistic conception, you are already very strong."

Guohongjing also stood up, shook hands with Yang Guo with a smile, and said, "let bygones be bygones. We don't know each other. If you're free, come to the martial arts school to see me. The old man is old, and often he can't find anyone to compare martial arts."

"Good!" Yang Guo also said bluntly, "I often can't find my opponent, and I will come to complain often in the future."

Guo Hongjing sent Yang Guo out of the car and said with a smile, "Yang Guo, Che Enjun, if you need it, just ask. We open a martial arts school and know a lot of elders in the Jianghu. We are still able to help say a few words."

Yang Guo took Guo Hongjing's hand and beat him on the shoulder, laughing, "I should be able to solve it, but I can't. I'll come back to you for help then, thank you!"

Driving out of the distance, Yang Guo's mind still clearly flashed the surprised eyes of the receptionist. Yes, just now I was fighting like a deadly enemy, but when I turned around, I became hooked up, familiar as an old friend for many years.

Yang Guo didn't believe that he and the Guo family martial arts school had any statement that they met as before. He knew clearly in his heart that these were all due to strength. If it didn't break through to the artistic conception, or if it was just an ordinary person who came to discuss it, could it be treated like this?

Perhaps based on Wu's virtue, Mr. Guo Chong will help him uphold justice, but he will never act as harmonious or even a little flattering as he just did.

To put it bluntly, the field of martial arts is still a world where the strong are respected! If you want not to be bullied, you must first become strong.

In fact, this truth also applies to all kinds of life experiences.

When daydreaming, the familiar ring of the city of the sky suddenly rang on the armrest box. Yang Guo didn't bow his head. He concentrated on driving the car, and then reached out and clicked the green box on the car screen.

"Hello, YangGuo?" Fang Beibei's voice immediately sounded in the car horn. Because there was no one in the car and he didn't wear a Bluetooth headset, the voice of the mobile phone was directly broadcast to the speaker through Bluetooth.

"Beibei?" Yang Guo honked the horn, motioned for the car in front to drive faster, and then asked suspiciously, "how did you call? What's the matter with Qiqi?"

"Nothing! Hee hee, I just want to ask you, why don't you come back?" Fang Beibei laughed.

Two barks of gold came from the horn.

"Don't shout!" Fang Beibei didn't put down the phone. Her slippers clattered. She ran over and gently kicked Jin, "disturbing people, do you understand?"

"Is it not finished yet?" Yang Guo listened carefully to her voice with Jin Jin and forgot to answer, so Fang Beibei then asked.

"Oh, no, it's finished. I'll be back in about ten... Twenty minutes." Yang Guo looked at the road sign and answered while turning the steering wheel.

"I tell you, today I asked Qiqi to paint." Fang Beibei said proudly.

"Machine machine!" The voice suddenly mixed with Qiqi's milky cry. I don't know if I found Fang Beibei talking to her mobile phone.

"Wait!" Fang Beibei said, "I'll turn on the power amplifier and let Qiqi talk to you."

Yang Guo only heard that the sound from the loudspeaker was a little noisy.

"Qiqi!" Fang Beibei's voice was a little farther away. "Yang Guo called, say hello."

After waiting for a while, Yang Guo heard Qiqi ask naively, "where are you?"

In my mind, Qiqi tilted her neck and looked at her mobile phone in doubt. Yang Guo almost drove the car into the ditch with laughter.

"Qiqi?" Yang Guo finally took the lead and said.

Qiqi stopped talking, and Yang Guo continued, "why, don't you remember your father's voice?"

"Ha!" Qiqi suddenly shouted happily, and then shouted out two words loudly, not "Dad", but: "Yang Guo!"

Yang Guo's face turned black and said, "Qiqi, you want to call Dad!"

"Haha!" Fang Beibei's laughter came over, laughing so presumptuously, as if he had completed a prank.

"Baba." Qiqi finally changed her words, and she giggled with Fang Beibei's laughter.

"Fang Beibei!" Yang Guo grinned and scolded, "Qiqi is bad for you!"

Fang Beibei turned off the amplifier at this time, smiled a little powerlessly and said, "people didn't teach her whether it was good or not. It was clearly her own name."

"Is it?" Fang Beibei suddenly deviated from the microphone and said, "Yang Guo!"

"Yang Guo!" Qiqi's loud answer can be heard from so far away.

"Hee hee," Fang Beibei laughed, "see."

Yang Guo had nothing to do with them, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "OK, have you eaten? Do you want me to bring some back?" Looking at the sky, it's getting late.

"Are you in the car?" Fang Beibei listened carefully to what was happening around Yang Guo and said, "I haven't eaten yet, but it doesn't matter. Come back directly. I bought vegetables in the fridge yesterday, and I'll cook later. Drive well, don't talk."

"OK!" Yang Guo also pressed the phone.

Open the window and let the natural wind blow in. Looking at the gradually crowded traffic ahead, Yang Guo didn't know why and wanted to return to the warm nest quickly.

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