Cheng Kong understood that he wanted to weigh himself, and Lao Ma next to him also had a strange smile on his face.

Of course, this weird smile was not for Cheng Kong, but for Zhang Meng.

Who doesn’t know, how can Lao Ma still not know? How powerful Cheng Kong will be? Lao Ma is holding back his laughter.

But then again, Zhang Meng's face was wearing a beard and smiling, which was really a bit cunning.

Well, Cheng Kong likes the communication between you and me, so after Zhang Meng's hand strength increased, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The other party's palm was like a piece of rubber, and no matter how he pinched it, he couldn't use any force.

Just as Zhang Meng was about to let go, Cheng Kong suddenly increased his strength, and the smile on Zhang Meng's face suddenly froze, and after a moment, cold sweat began to appear slightly.

Everyone around him was puzzled. Zhang Meng was too enthusiastic. He held his hand and refused to let go. Do he want to mess with Brother Ma’s brother?

Feelings, in this circle, everyone knows Zhang Meng's sex, and likes to compete with others when shaking hands.

I remember the last time, a Tide brought the police chief of the police in a certain place to visit the minister Tide and the director of the deputy department.

The director originally wanted to flatter and seek a key position, but unexpectedly, the Tide master stopped letting go as soon as he held his hand. The director's face was so painful that the director looked blue and purple. After Zhang Meng let go, he found a bathroom and hugged his head and cried bitterly.

Afterwards, Zhang Meng also told his friend that the director was not good enough, and he was soft and shaking his hands. How could he deal with the criminal? As a result, within a few days, the director was exposed for accepting bribes and was rubbed to the end, and went to the prison to cry.

After this incident was reported, no one was willing to flatter Mr. Zhang Meng, Tide.

Damn, this is too terrifying. If you shake hands, you will hold others to prison. Who would like to do this?

But then again, the director was really not related to Zhang Meng's prison, it was entirely his own problem. It just happened to be a short time to shake hands, and the people were foggy and foggy. After a burst of virality, it turned out that Zhang Da Shao saw that the director was about to cry when he shook hands. There must be a problem, and then the matter was found out.

Well, let alone whether Guoan can investigate corruption cases, is it worthwhile to say that a deputy department is worthy of Zhang Meng's pursuit of relentless pursuit? It's not enough to lose weight.

When the camera turned back, it felt like the director was no longer crying, but Zhang Meng, who looked like Zhang Fei.

I wanted to weigh the brothers brought by Brother Ma before, but what Zhang Meng never expected was that the other party was a hidden master.

This hand strength is a bit perverted. Oh, the bones of the hand feel like they are about to break, making a slight sound, and Zhang Meng feels that his legs are a little soft.

If Zhang Meng is considered a master in the National Security Bureau, how could he sit in the position of arresting the section chief? This is not the Ministry of Public Security.

But Zhang Meng couldn't hold back his face when he said something begging for mercy in front of everyone.

Zhang Meng looked at Wang Chenggang with a begging gaze, and then counted on Lao Wang to save him, but Wang Chenggang actually said and laughed at Lao Ma, and didn't even look at him.

At first, the two shook hands, and a group of yamen were still holding back their hands, wanting to see Cheng Kong's jokes. After all, Zhang Meng liked to hold hands when shaking hands, which everyone knew.

But two minutes passed, and the young man named Cheng Kong was calm and composed. He didn't even blink his eyes, and had a slight smile on his face, looking so sincere.

On the other hand, Zhang Meng's face turned a little blue, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead kept falling down.

I am so sad, the yamen couldn't help but be stunned. Is this going to change?

Zhang Yanei, who had always shaken hands, made the other party cry bitterly, was going to cry by himself?

What's the situation?

A group of yamen looked at each other, "A master," he squeezed Zhang Meng without tears in his eyes. Cheng Kong is really a master!"

Just when Zhang Meng was so painful that tears were about to shed, Cheng Kong smiled gently, let go of his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang is so strong, I'm willing to give in."

Zhang Meng didn't care about answering the conversation at this time. He rubbed his left hand hard on his right hand, making a sound of inhaling, which shows that his hand really hurts.

After rubbing for a while, Zhang Meng felt that it was okay, and then he smiled bitterly: "Brother Cheng, don't hide it for me. I'm so blind. I'm accused of you before. I wanted to test you. Sorry, my brother has apologized for you."

This Zhang Meng's bold and bold personality made Cheng Kong feel good, and he didn't want to leave any sequelae in Zhang Meng's palms, so he smiled embarrassedly: "I'll take a look for you."

As he spoke, Cheng Kong stretched out his left hand and grabbed Zhang Meng's right hand in his hand. Then he gently rubbed his hands with both hands, and secretly exhaled internal force. A slender internal force swam on Zhang Meng's right palm and then retracted the meridians.

This internal force and external force are the symbol of the middle level of the dark force. Speaking of which, when it comes to the level of the dark force, you can detect the attack in the dark. To go to the next level, it is naturally the internal force and external force to relax the meridians and activate the meridians and the network is activated. However, doing so will consume a lot of money for oneself and cannot be used frequently.

Just in this moment, Cheng Kong felt like he had lifted a thousand-pound cauldron dozens of times, but fortunately, such consumption was not too much burden for Cheng Kong.

However, at this time, Zhang Meng felt a warm current flowing through his palm, and the sour and numb feeling that had not yet been removed before was immediately wiped out.

This feeling made Zhang Meng's eyes widen, and the name of Inner Power, which once appeared in countless martial arts novels, suddenly appeared in Zhang Meng's mind.

This is impossible, right? But Zhang Meng would not feel wrong with the feeling before.

Zhang Meng is a fanatic Chinese art fanatic. He has been practicing and learning with his father's masters since he was six years old. After he got a little older, he became a disciple and sought skills. In short, over the past thirty years, he has mastered a good martial arts.

The only problem is the internal force in this legend. Zhang Meng has never seen it before, which is Zhang Meng's regret.

"Brother Cheng, is this internal force?"

Zhang Meng was excited and then pulled Cheng Kong and rushed aside. He approached Cheng Kong and asked anxiously.

Cheng Kong suddenly felt chills. Zhang Meng was too careless. He grabbed his hands and stared at him affectionately. Isn’t this too much?

"If you have something to say, don't get so close! Those who don't know think we're going to be a staple."

Cheng Kong couldn't help but react instinctively, pushing and pulling Zhang Meng. After the two of them were separated, they had to nod their heads when they looked at Zhang Meng's eager gaze.

If this guy didn't give him a clear answer, Cheng Kongzhen wondered if Zhang Meng would do something more exaggerated.

But Cheng Kong still underestimated Zhang Meng's fanaticism about national martial arts. After receiving Cheng Kong's affirmative answer, Zhang Meng actually clattered in front of everyone, his knees softened, and he actually knelt in front of Cheng Kong, and gave a big gift of promising: "Master is here, please be bowed by my disciple."

I, this is too fanatic, right? Although in Wang Chenggang's previous introduction, Cheng Kong knew that Zhang Meng had some hobbies about Chinese martial arts, he never expected that he would be so fanatic.

In front of so many people, he knelt down without caring about his image as a dignified yamen.

Cheng Kong had to reach out to help him, but Zhang Meng insisted on not getting up. Even if Cheng Kong lifted up, his legs were unwilling to stretch out. It was like a child who had not asked for a toy and was playing a scoundrel.

Lao Ma was not surprised by this, and stood aside and laughed loudly, without saying a word of help.

When Cheng Kong saw Lao Ma's posture, he knew that he could not find the Allied Army.

Mad, if you dare to kneel down, I may not dare to accept an apprentice?

"Okay, since you sincerely worship me as your teacher, there are some rules, and you must explain it clearly to you as your teacher."
Chapter completed!