(I slept quite early last night, but I woke up late in the morning, and this chapter came a little late...... ）

Walking to the door of the smoking room, Miao Qingqing, who was following behind Lin Kun, suddenly spoke: "Thank you." ”

Lin Kun looked back and smiled, "Thank me for what?"

Miao Qingqing bowed her head slightly and said, "Relieve me just now." ”

Lin Kun smiled and teased: "I'm going in to smoke, do you want to have one too?"

Miao Qingqing raised her head, glared at Lin Kun with fierce eyes, turned around and left, the trace of goodwill that had just risen in her heart disappeared in an instant, this is a first-class scoundrel!

Like other stinky men, he covets his beauty, so he deliberately ridicules her.

Lin Kun walked into the interrogation room with a smile, this kind of little girl who is not deeply involved in the world, there is always an indescribable simplicity and stupidity, this stupidity is not sarcasm, but quite cute.

Lin Kun felt in his pocket, he really didn't bring a lighter, but fortunately, there was another person in this smoking room, wearing a patient gown, sitting on the bench in the smoking room, with one foot on it, half-squinting his eyes, like a thug on the road.

Lin Kun smiled and said, "Dude, borrow a fire." ”

This guy looks like he is only about thirty years old, with yellow hair, he looks very out of tune, he took a sip of the cigarette in his mouth, glanced at Lin Kun with disdain, and said with hostility: "Did you flirt with Qingqing just now?"

"Qingqing?" Lin Kun was dazed.

"Why don't you pretend to be with me, I heard and saw it just now. This guy said, and stood up suddenly, this momentum like the wind posture is really a bit of a look.

Then the buddy's eyes widened, and the cold light flickered on his slightly blackened face, if there were a few more beards on his bare lips, it was estimated that he would be able to blow it up at this time.

According to this buddy's original expectation, he stood with such an imposing momentum, and then stared condescendingly at the kid in front of him, and he was not shocked all of a sudden.

This is called not having to fight, and most of them have already been won.

But the tragic thing is that this buddy with yellow hair stood up and found that even if he stood on tiptoe and straightened his neck, he couldn't reach the height of Lin Kun's eyes.

Lin Kun is 1.85 meters, this guy is only 1.7 meters at most, the words 'rich and handsome', first of all, this 'high' is not occupied, whether rich or not is not visible for the time being, and 'handsome' is not occupied.

With such a look of dignity that he wants, except for the money in his pocket, Lin Kun really can't think of why he should pursue other people's fair-skinned and tender little nurses.

Lin Kun smiled playfully at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and directly smoked the cigarette in this buddy's mouth, this buddy instinctively turned his head to hide, but unfortunately he didn't dodge, Lin Kun pinched the half of the cigarette roll and lit the cigarette in his mouth, this yellow-haired buddy was already angry, opened his mouth and was about to scold Lin Kun, Lin Kun stuffed the cigarette back to him again.

"Thank you!" Lin Kun smiled lightly, turning around and going to sit down.

"Boy, you are doing it on purpose!" the yellow-haired man roared with wide eyes, and he was about to beckon to Lin Kun with his teeth and claws.

"How?"

Lin Kun turned around suddenly, the expression on his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were still so frivolous smiles, and he said with a smile: "Brother, this is the hospital, you want to beat people?"

"Hit, what's wrong with beating you!" This guy was frightened by Lin Kun's calm and relaxed appearance, the fists in his hands were clenched, but his heart was bottomless.

Lin Kun smiled and leaned his face over, pointed to his cheek and said, "Come, follow suit." ”

This guy panicked, looked at Lin Kun with flickering eyes, and waved his clenched fists, but he froze in mid-air and didn't dare to fall, just pretended to make two gestures.

"What, don't you dare to fight?"

Lin Kun straightened up with a smile, and spit out a cloud of white smoke in his mouth, he really didn't want to meet this yellow-haired man, and turned around to sit on the bench behind him.

People like the yellow-haired man, there are many people in society, and they don't know what kind of capital they are fighting for, but they have to put on the biggest posture of Lao Tzu in the world, and the one who bites who is caught is often not the most awesome, but a mad dog with an empty and lonely heart.

Sou!

A soft fist wind hit behind him, Lin Kun smiled at the corner of his mouth, suddenly turned around, and with a wave of his big palm, he directly grabbed the fist of the yellow-haired man sneaking over in his hand.

The expression on the yellow-haired man's face was stunned, and he instinctively wanted to withdraw his fist.

Lin Kun smiled and said: "Dude, don't bother to make any effort, look at your appearance of being strong and hardworking, you must have hollowed out your body by excessive alcohol indulgence, since you are a playboy, don't hit the idea on other people's innocent little girls." ”

"Whew!"

The yellow-haired man scolded angrily and threatened: "Boy, if you know each other, you should quickly let me go, and let Lao Tzu slap you twice to get angry, otherwise you will ......"

Syllable!

With a clear sound, Lin Kun directly slapped him, and a big-eared scraper slapped the rest of the yellow-haired man's words into his throat, the yellow-haired man's face twisted to the side, half of his cheeks were swollen, and he turned his head to stare at Lin Kun and scolded angrily: "You ......"

Syllable!

There was another crisp sound, and Lin Kun slapped it with his backhand, directly choking the yellow-haired man's words into his throat, and this time the yellow-haired man's cheeks on both sides looked even, and his already dark face became thicker.

Chirping......

The glass door of the smoking room was opened from the outside, and an old man with a white beard slipped in like a thief.

After making sure that no one was following behind him, the old man breathed a long sigh of relief and straightened his body, the old man was not very tall and his figure was also very lean, but after straightening his body like this, he immediately had a temperament that ordinary people did not have, as if he had suddenly changed from an old agent to an old general commanding thousands of troops.

"Huh?"

As soon as the old man turned around, he saw two young men in front of him with a somewhat peculiar shape, short with a crooked neck, tall with a short fist, both of whom looked at him.

The old man grinned, reverted to the appearance of a treacherous old agent just now, and said, "Young man, what are you two doing, are you two fighting?"

The yellow-haired man had no face to speak, he was obviously the one who was abused.

Lin Kun said with a smile: "Senior, look at your cautious appearance just now, you must have secretly come out to smoke behind your family's back, it's better to be careful." ”

was poked in the heart, the old man was a little unhappy, and said: "I want you kid to take care of it, you beat you, I will smoke mine, just to watch the excitement." ”

Lin Kun smiled, turned his head to look at the yellow-haired man and said, "Shall we still fight?"

The yellow-haired man turned his head, the corners of his mouth were stained with a trace of blood, and he roared in his heart with 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past, obviously he was unilaterally abused, this is not a fight at all!

This yellow-haired man, who is not tall and ugly, is also a hard temper, leaning up his neck, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and still said in an arrogant tone: "Boy, it's better not to let me meet you again in the future, otherwise it will ......"

The old man sitting in the chair next to him interjected and said, "Break his leg or break his leg!"

This old man is really not afraid of rotten people, he is a handful of old people, and he is still having fun with the young ones.

The yellow-haired man immediately glared at the white-bearded old man with fierce eyes, and scolded angrily: "Old immortal, I want you to interject, believe it or not, you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"

"Oh, young man, your mouth stinks, no wonder you're beaten. The white-bearded old man said with a smile: "Dare to talk to me like this, there are few in the whole of China, today I will give you a chance, if you can beat me to the knees and beg for mercy, I will give you a big gift, if not, I will beat you to kneel and beg for mercy." ”

Lin Kun turned his head slightly sideways, and glanced at the old man from the corner of his eye, from the moment the white-bearded old man came in just now, Lin Kun sensed that this old man's aura was not ordinary, and he should be a well-cultivated master of the inner family.

The atmosphere of martial arts is both inside and outside, and the cultivation of martial arts in the inner family pays attention to the word 'qi', but this 'qi' is not as mysterious as the qi in fantasy novels.

If this kind of qi is cultivated to a certain level, its power should not be underestimated.

The kung fu of the outer family is much more common than the kung fu of the inner family, and the kung fu of the outer family is mainly based on refining the body, take our Lin Dabing King as an example, the tempering of the pure physique makes the strength and speed of the body reach a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and at the same time, with some martial arts moves, he has become a master in the eyes of ordinary people.

On the rivers and lakes of China, the contrast between the kung fu of the outer family and the inner family has always been one and the same, and the outer family and the inner family have also formed two major schools of thought.

Some people tend to be outsiders, and they naturally say that outsiders are stronger than insiders.

Some people tend to have internal kung fu, and they say that internal kung fu is far better than outer kung fu.

In the end, no one can say who is strong and who is weak, but the starting point is the same.

Lin Kun was secretly surprised in his heart, could it be that this white-bearded old man was actually a master of the inner family? You must know that over the years in Huaxia, there have been fewer and fewer people from the inner martial arts school, and some real masters of the inner family have also chosen to hide in the world.

When Lin Kun was on a mission in the past, he had heard some rumors about the martial arts school of the inner family, it seemed that more than ten years ago, it was the most intense time when the kung fu of the outer and inner families on the rivers and lakes of China was at its most intense, and the rivers and lakes have always existed since ancient times, but they can't be felt by ordinary people.

At that time, the inner and outer factions each sent top masters to duel, but the master of the inner family lost, and the losing side automatically retired according to the treaty of the competition.

Of course, these are all rumors, and there is no way to verify whether they are true or false, so they are listened to as a gossip.

Lin Kun deliberately let go of the yellow-haired man's hand, and teased: "Dude, if you really can't even handle an old man, then you should not brag in the future." ”

The yellow-haired man knew that he was not Lin Kun's opponent, snorted coldly, turned around and came over at the white-bearded old man, with a fierce look of staring and peeling, as if he was vowing to abuse all the abuse he had suffered from Lin Kun to the old man in front of him.

"Let you be old and nosy, Lao Tzu will send you into the coffin today!"

The yellow-haired man clenched his fists, opened his mouth and scolded angrily, and then smashed his fist at the white-bearded old man, but these two punches were merciless, straight to the temple.

The white-bearded old man touched his pocket, originally wanted to take the cigarette holder in his mouth and imitate Lin Kun's appearance to be handsome, but when he touched his pocket, he found that it was empty, and then he remembered that he was in too much of a hurry to come out just now, and forgot to steal the cigarette hidden under the pillow.

The white-bearded old man was frowning, the fist in front of him had already flown over, and the old man waved his hand seemingly casually, and directly pushed the yellow-haired man's fist away, and there was only a slight sound in the whole process, as if his hand was playing on silk.

But judging from the reaction of the yellow-haired man, it was not so simple, he screamed in pain, his arm seemed to have been smashed by a sledgehammer, a sharp pain spread throughout his body, and the whole person was also slammed aside by this arm.

With a whist, he slammed into the bench next to him.

Lin Kun stood beside him, he had been cautious in his heart, in case this white-bearded old man was just hard-mouthed, he could help this old man at a critical moment, but after seeing the result, a fine light flashed in his eyes, this old man is really a master of the house!