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Gao Xiaowen's new movie would only start in about two weeks. She was currently "waiting for work".

state.

The people in the movie circle always did their best to find a way to 'step out'.

Although she had attracted the attention of the media and the public, Gao Xiaowen was still a low-profile person.

Ye Zheng did not continue to rent a room. Instead, he stayed in a four star hotel near the Songshan Lake Villa District.

That afternoon, Ye Zheng was practicing his martial arts in the hotel.

The wound on his chest had mostly healed, but he still felt some pain from the intense exercise.

Ye Zheng moved his bed to the side, leaving a large space in the middle of the guest room.

He first performed a set of combo punches, his two hands alternating as he struck out with the movement technique and footwork technique. He continued for fifteen minutes until a thin layer of sweat began to seep out from his body.

Then, without resting at all, he immediately changed to another set of martial skills: his two fists worked together with the leg method and elbow techniques. When he punched out, it tore through the air and emitted a "Hiss hiss" sound.

A sound.

The final strike!

Ye Zheng's bones and muscles coordinated and released force in unison. With a straight punch, the curtains a few metres away from him floated up.

"Soldier King!"

His training was all real skills, and he could not be careless or perfunctory in the slightest!

Ye Zheng laughed with satisfaction.

He stopped his fighting posture and did some simple recovery exercises. Wiping his sweat off with hot water, he put on a white T-shirt and walked out of the room. He went straight to the car park and drove towards Gao Xiaowen's residence.

Arriving at the door of Villa 39, Ye Zheng knocked.

Gao Xiaowen sat on the sofa, holding a《 One Hundred Years of Solitude》.

Han Ruolin was lying on a cushion at the back of the sofa, doing a sit-up.

"A Hundred Years of Solitude? A book by the South American writer Marquez. "

Ye Zheng said: "I've seen it before, there are too many names inside, I'll pass out soon."

"What are you doing here?"

Gao Xiaowen asked coldly: "When I shoot the new movie, I will inform you."

"Take you to a good place."

Ye Zheng said with a smile.

Originally, Ye Zheng had mentally prepared himself for such a situation.

He would definitely refuse her invitation. It would be very difficult to convince her of the next step.

But, to his surprise, Gao Xiaowen nodded her head, and said quickly: "Lead the way."

"I'll go with you."

Han Ruolin jumped up from the cushion.

The two beauties returned to their respective rooms.

In less than two minutes, Han Ruolin had already jumped out. She wore a ponytail and was wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans.

Gao Xiaowen came down from the second floor and spent a few minutes more than the assistant. She was wearing makeup, her hair was tied up in a thick braid behind her head, and she was wearing a short casual T-shirt, revealing her slim waist.

Ye Zheng swallowed his saliva.

In his eyes, Gao Xiaowen always had a cold and aloof attitude, she never expected that there was also a young and energetic side.

Ye Zheng brought the two girls to the "Happy Times" in the eastern suburbs of Nanguo City.

At the amusement park.

Today, there weren't many people in the amusement park.

Ye Zheng tried his best to make Gao Xiaowen happy, but Gao Xiaowen always had an indifferent and cold attitude.

When she played with the merry-go-round and the carriage, Han Ruolin screamed excitedly. However, Gao Xiaowen actually covered her mouth and yawned as if she was bored to death.

"You've never been here?"

Ye Zheng asked her.

"My father brought me to the playground a long time ago. Not in Nanguan, of course. "

Gao Xiaowen replied.

"The Godfather said: a real man should spend more time with his family. Your father must be like that. "

Ye Zheng replied.

Hearing Gao Xiaowen talking about her father, Ye Zheng's heartbeat involuntarily quickened. While talking to the Chief of the Guards, Ye Zheng's original name was Murong Xue and her father, Murong Cheng, was a famous biochemical expert.

Ye Zheng's secret mission was to find out the truth behind her father's death from Gao Xiaowen, and to obtain as much information and data as possible from the experiments conducted that year.

"He rarely takes me out to play."

Gao Xiaowen said coldly.

Ye Zheng wanted to change the topic to his father, who was already dead. At this time, Han Ruolin ran over happily and patted Ye Zheng's shoulder, and shouted: "There's a fist strength measuring device there, I scored 198 points!"

"This thing is not accurate …"

Before Ye Zheng could finish speaking, Han Ruolin grabbed his arm, and dragged him to a newly-built machine in the hall: this "fist strength measuring device".

There was a force device in front of him and a display screen above it.

Gao Xiaowen unwillingly followed behind them.

"I bet, Brother Ye, punch."

Han Ruolin suggested.

Just then, Ye Zheng's shoulder was hit by someone very impolitely.

Raising his head, he saw a fat guy who weighed at least two hundred kilograms stare at Ye Zheng in contempt.

In his eyes, how could it be possible for Ye Zheng to have two beautiful women by his side?

"We came first."

Han Ruolin said.

"Beautiful ladies, let me show you what true strength is."

The fat guy chuckled. He raised his fist high up and punched the device.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the screen displayed the score of 363.

The fatty complacently raised his fist and looked at Ye Zheng provocatively, then shot a pair of thief eyes towards the jade leg beneath Gao Xiaowen's hot pants.

Ye Zheng nodded.

Fatty's body was not losing out in terms of strength. Even though his attack was not coordinated, it still had some destructive power.

"Ye-dage, you come too!"

Han Ruolin glared at the fatty fiercely as she bent over to throw in the coins.

Ye Zheng threw a short and powerful punch with his right hand.

From the soles of his feet, through his knees, waist, back, shoulders, arms, and wrists, he perfectly gathered all of his strength into his fist, "Peng!"

The forcefield was shaking violently, and the screen showed "672 minutes".

The word.

"Very ordinary."

Ye Zheng pointed to his own chest, and said to Han Ruolin: "The wound has not fully healed yet."

Fatty's chin almost fell off.

He suddenly begged Ye Zheng: "Teach me!"

Ye Zheng punched out with both of his fists alternately. He slowed down his movements so that the fatty could see clearly, "Coordinate your movements and move the muscles in your body to launch a heavy punch."

"It's that simple?"

The fatty had a puzzled expression.

"Practice this move a thousand times a day."

Ye Zheng smiled lightly, bringing along the happy Han Ruolin and the unhappy Gao Xiaowen, and walked away together.

"Big Brother Ye's fists are so powerful."

Han Ruolin said in admiration.

"This machine is purely for entertainment. It takes precision and skill, not pure strength, to break someone's jaw or ribs. "

Ye Zheng said.

"Shall we play an exciting project?"

Han Ruolin pointed to the roller coaster.

"It's better to obey than to be respectful."

Ye Zheng turned and look at Gao Xiaowen.

"I don't care."

Gao Xiaowen said indifferently.