At late summer, twelve o'clock in the evening.

On the outer ring of Liang City, a sparsely populated street.

Accompanied by the sound of jogging footsteps.

Sweat from the star drips from the chin, soaks the short sleeves, or falls to the ground, and is steamed dry by the warm bed.

Under the dim street lights, Chen You, with strong and angular features, was jogging while moving his arms. When he saw the lights of a restaurant in front of him, he also smelled the fragrance and turned into the restaurant.

It seems that this hotel is a signpost, representing the end of today's jogging training.

Huhu-

Push open the glass door and walk into the hotel.

The smart air conditioner at the door, the cold wind blowing out, the meat smell mixed with spicy cumin flavor, and the young boss with a smile on his face.

"Come on? It's like a third brother?" The boss looked at Chen You who had just finished exercising, and seemed to have become accustomed to the faint smell of herbs on Chen You.

"Yeah." Chen You pursed the sweat from his chin with his left hand, took out a small palm-sized towel from his pocket and wiped it, wiped his forehead, and found a seat by the window.

At the same time, my toes were buckled against the soles of my shoes, my legs and waist were used to force them, and I sat on the bench with a boxing stand.

Adjust the force slightly, make the force of your legs and waist evenly, and make the movement more natural, like sitting down and resting and eating, not like practicing qigong.

Chen You twisted this force and looked around the store. He saw ten tables in the store. Now he sat on five tables. Basically, the iron plates on each table were placed with mutton skewers sprinkled with chili noodles.

The familiar face also greeted Chen You with a smile and said, "Here's here."

Chen You nodded and looked at the boss who came with him.

The mutton skewers in this restaurant are delicious, and the boss is also good.

"Stay first, I'll bring it up right away..." The boss poured a cup of tea for Chen You, and turned into the kitchen. It seemed that the food in the store was ready, but Chen You was just waiting for a meal.

This is also the boss since he came to Liang City three years ago and opened this hotel, he knew that the master usually jogged to him at 12 o'clock in the evening.

He didn't pay attention at first, but he had eaten once since Chen You came to his house.

This restaurant is like a relationship with people. No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind and rain, Chen You always comes to his shop for dinner after exercise, with a faint smell of medicine.

The dishes you want are always those three, ten skewers of lamb skewers, a large bowl of beef soup, and half a pound of beef is added, as if you will never get tired of it.

Over time, the boss ordered his brother-in-law, who was big and round, to make some appointments every day to prepare these three things for this brother.

"Let's wait..."

Within two minutes, the boss held the clean and shiny iron plate, held it with both hands, and put the three together, put a invitation to Chen You, and went to work on the other tables of guests.

Chen You pulled out the chopsticks, picked up a large piece of beef the size of a bottle cap from the soup oil, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and tasted a delicious soup with the right temperature, leaving a fragrance all over his teeth, which was so comfortable.

Then I picked up the chisel, picked up the oily mutton with chopsticks, shaved it into a small plate, ate it in big mouthfuls, and picked up the tea and tasted it.

Chen You ate eight skewers, drank half a bowl of soup, and ate all the beef. When he didn't know what he heard, he turned his head slightly and looked at the counter.

‘A murder occurred in our city yesterday, and the deceased was the owner of a boxing gym in this city...’

At the counter directly in front of me, there was a news broadcast on the TV.

After the dignified host's heavy narration, the picture is about to change, and the camera seems to be moving to the relatives who are crying and shouting.

Although the scene of the boss changing the table and wiping tears while serving dishes for another table may not necessarily make all spectators feel sympathy, it will always affect the diners in his restaurant.

"Oh, boss, you're watching. What station do you change? You!" The customers at the tables next to you were dissatisfied. This life is a matter of life. I have to see.

The boss laughed a little, secretly scolded himself for being troublesome, and then dialed the TV over again.

‘It is understood that the deceased had...’

"Checkout." Chen You took out the small towel in his other pocket, put a little on the ground with his toes, stood up and wiped his mouth, and stared at the TV casually.

Maybe the guests next to you are watching it, but the deceased Lord Li on TV has met several times and has some friendship.

Not a friend.

Chen You didn't like his three-legged kung fu.

I just didn't expect that in this era, I could be blocked and beaten to death.

This is also a few friends who have been to the morgue, have seen the corpse, and have told them about it.

Master Li had a broken left arm, and his three fingers of his right hand were unnaturally twisted backwards. The fatal injury was that his neck was twisted.

Judging from the injuries of Li Guanzhu, the murderer should be proficient in short-term attacks and captures.

When Chen You checked the bill, he stared at the boss who didn't save the rules of making orders because he often took advantage of the third place.

According to the words of a friend, Chen You could tell in his mind that the murderer should have captured Li Guanzhu's arm first with his right hand and blocked Li Guanzhu's other hand with his left hand. Then he bent and hit him forward and broke Li Guanzhu's finger. When Li Guanzhu was in pain, he walked around behind Li Guanzhu's sideways, twisted Li Guanzhu's left arm with his right hand, and at the same time broke Li Guanzhu's left hand and retracted it, locked Li Guanzhu's neck, and grabbed his right hand, pressed Li Guanzhu's temple, and twisted it.

A killing move was smooth and smooth. With Master Li’s skills, if the murderer was replaced by himself, he would indeed not be able to stop him.

I am enough to guarantee that I can kill Master Li’s life within three hands.

If there are any suitable weapons, one or one throat, at most two hands.

"Let's see if it's right..."

While Chen You was thinking, the boss handed the order to Chen You and whispered: "Although this dish is expensive, it will not increase the price for you, and it will still be the same. If you give me face, don't give it to me..."

Chen You took his eyes back from the joints of the boss's neck and left arm, took out his cell phone, paid according to the current price, "Improve it."

"You've given too much again..." The boss smiled and chased after two steps, went to the freezer at the door, took out the only bottle of mung bean soup in a bottle from the dazzling array of drinks. It was just a little cool and the temperature was just right, so it stuffed into Chen You's hands, and stood outside the store to deliver.

"You're busy, don't send it." Chen You walked forward, raised his right arm upward, waved his hand back, moved his thumb and index finger with his left hand, rubbed open the bottle, and ate his stomach for 70% full, blowing the cool breeze, and drinking a sip of cold mung bean water. After exercising every day, I ate the midnight snack, and walking on the way home, a mouthful of ice soup into my stomach, dispelling the stuffy heat of eating, and I can't be said to be so comfortable.

The rest is to take a walk four miles away from another street and go home.

When I turned around this intersection, the cicadas squeaked.

At night on the outer ring road, the streets are getting fewer and more peaceful.

After drinking the iced mung bean soup, Chen You passed by the trash can and threw the bottles into categories. When he saw that there was no one around, he also began to walk while deducing some of the casual moves that he had just been studying recently. He occasionally took a step and cooperated with the steps.

When practicing boxing, you need to practice steps, and hitting people is like walking.

Walking against the shop that closed on the street, Chen You walked for more than a mile, deducing his playing style, and turning into the alleys in the street.

The twisted alley is even quieter and there is no human voice.

Chen You also let go of his hands and feet, and the deduction was even greater. From time to time, he encountered some unsatisfactory places and stood there thinking for a few breaths.

The alley is the most open-minded and leisurely place after Chen You's meal.

But after walking a hundred meters along the path, it was about to reach the exit.

Chen You heard the sound of the soles of the shoes in front of him, but slowly put away his fist style. He walked through the corner of the alley and saw a young man ten meters away, with his hands in his pockets, his whole back against the wall, and his legs folded against him.

He was wearing a sportswear, about 1.8 meters tall, and had an ordinary appearance. He looked like a person who usually took a walk and rested, with one foot shaking up and down.

The sound of leather shoes tinging the ground was made by him.

When Chen You saw someone in front of him, he didn't like to punch in front of outsiders. He felt that others would treat him as a lunatic and would be unable to bear the weight.

But when the young man reflected the bright moonlight and saw Chen You walking in the shadow alley, it seemed like a machine was turned on, his feet shaking up and down were against the unsmooth cement floor, and his whole body left the wall and stood squarely in the middle of the alley.

"I thought Chen You was a strong man of all sizes..."

The young man said hello, "I didn't expect that when I saw him in person, he looked so handsome."

"Do you know me?" Chen You looked at the young man with a strong face, and had never seen him before.

The young man sniffed, "If there was a stranger in the alley in the middle of the night, suddenly there was a stranger blocking your way and telling you that some myths and stories are true, and many people with divine power in the world will believe it?

Or do you think the person who told you about this is a whimsical psychopath?

But there are indeed many people in your world like me. I wonder if you have ever contacted them.

If you have contacted me, you should believe me.”

After the young man finished speaking, he raised his head to Chen Youyang, "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Ren Mu."

Chen You didn't reply, just looked at him.

Ren Mu did not believe anything at all when facing Chen You, and looked at a fool, but he didn't care. Instead, he said seriously: "Oh, by the way, on the street north of this city..."

Ren Mu said to himself, then raised his arm and pointed his thumb towards the left side of the alley.

"Lord Li is the one who has some fist skills, I killed him. I just wanted to get your business out of his mouth."

When Ren Mu said this, his eyes were fixed on Chen You.

Chen You said calmly: "What else is there to do? Let's go our separate ways after that."

"Don't! I'm looking for you today..." Ren Mu laughed at Chen You for no fluctuations, and said excitedly: "But Chen You, I have to talk about your friend...

When I first blocked him downstairs in his house, he didn't believe that I dared to kill someone. I took his fingers, twisted one of his arms, locked his throat, and made him unable to escape. He spitted beans and said everything.

But I was afraid that this person would report to you, so I killed him.

If you have a fight with his friend, don’t you want to avenge him?

Don't say no, I know you.

Chen You is proficient in Sanda and traditional martial arts. In the past five years, he has fought 27 life and death cases, six private boxing matches, and has also taken over two death fights for his friends.
To be continued...