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Chapter: 542

Qin Ming rolled his eyes at Zhang Quanzhen, if it weren’t for the same goal, he kicked the bad old man out.
Qin Ming thought in his heart: “Fall, if you come, you will be at ease. This Zhao family’s affairs, Huanyu can’t find much inside, and it is difficult for Aomei’s excellent intelligence agents to get started. In the future, I will be my greatest enemy. This opportunity Can’t miss it either.”
He looked at Zhang Quanzhen with a smile, and then smiled, and the two laughed strangely at each other.
Qin Ming asked, “Teacher, how did you fool Zhao Songli and his son?”
Zhang Quanzhen said: “It’s also a coincidence. At first, Zhao Songli came to me first and asked me to tell his son whether he could have a good fortune or not.”
“After I do the calculations, I am not optimistic, unless there is a catastrophe and disaster, as if you are entering Zhumu’s house, changing your destined fate.”
“Zhao Songli followed my advice and asked me to make arrangements for his son at the right time, set up a feng shui formation, and change his son’s fate.”
“At that time, Zhao Zhengyan also approached me, saying that he didn’t want to live his life now, and hoped that I could help him and save him from the sea of ​​misery.”
“That was a few months ago, and I have been delaying it until now. After all, you also need the right time to be on the stage.”
After Qin Ming heard this, he was surprised. He became curious again, and asked, “The teacher, is there anything wrong with Zhao Zhengyan? Why does he even know an aunt for a nurse and call him waste? Even if his personality is almost impossible, his ability is almost impossible. As for being so annoying, right?”
Zhang Quanzhen shook his head, rubbed his hands, stroked his beard, and said in deep thought: “Zhao Zhengyan has a lack of fire, and there is no masculinity if there is no fire in his life. In addition, he has been poisoned since childhood, injured his body, and has an educational environment. Deficiency and other issues have caused him to be unworthy and naturally ridiculed. Moreover, he has also made mistakes, done some wrong things, very unbearable, and has a very bad reputation. It caused him to panic all day long, and his life was extremely difficult.”
Suddenly in Qin Ming’s heart, Zhang Quanzhen was also entrusted to help Zhao Songli change his son’s tragic fate, but he was used in the process.
Zhang Quanzhen patted Qin Ming and said: “You need to be reborn as Zhao Zhengyan, and grow up quickly, and attract the attention of the Zhao family, get the attention of Zhao Zhen, then you will have more opportunities to meet Zhao Zhen. Even Chang Rui.”
Qin Ming nodded and asked curiously: “Teacher, what about Zhao Zhengyan?”
Zhang Quanzhen also rubbed his hands tangledly, and said, “The real Zhao Zhengyan was rescued by someone, and I need to negotiate. In any case, in the sea market, you need to rely on yourself. Mingtang. You don’t have to worry too much. At least relying on the name of my apprentice Zhang Quanzhen, there won’t be too many people hurting you.”
Qin Ming squinted his eyes, and he found that he was really cheated.
This lousy old man, is he going to slip away when he takes others?
However, no matter what, Qin Ming didn’t want to be supervised by others, and he had to start slowly to do what he should do.
In fact, Qin Ming’s doing this has another advantage, that is, it reduces the risk of assassination.
Take Chang Hongxi as an example. He has experienced countless assassinations in his life. Qin Ming’s kind is just a commonplace. As the supreme power of the Universe Century Group, it can be said that every day is frightened.
After being discharged from the hospital, Qin Ming followed Zhang Quanzhen to Sheshan
Zhao Zhengyan’s home is here in a four-story villa, with a private garden and swimming pool, covering an area of ​​five to six hundred square meters, which is very luxurious.
Before leaving, Zhang Quanzhen gave Qin Ming two books, one is “Tai Chi Hand Practice” and the other is the translation of “The Book of Changes and Bagua”, both of which Qin Ming doesn’t like.
Zhang Quanzhen said: “You have already shed some blood on Kungfu. The first hurdle has passed, and the second hurdle is fast. Our Chinese martial arts pay attention to internal and external training. Internal power can prolong life, and external power can go to battle and kill the enemy. Those who complement each other complement each other and complement each other.
“The Book of Changes and Bagua” is a metaphysics of geomantic omen, and Qin Ming will be a master in the future and must learn these contents. But he didn’t understand “Tai Chi Shou Experimental Rehearsal”.
Qin Ming vomited: “Teacher, people nowadays have guns. I spend so much time practicing this, is it really useful? I practice my internal strength every day, and I feel that internal strength is useful.”
Zhang Quanzhen smiled triumphantly, he picked up a stone from the ground.
Qin Ming glanced at it and said in surprise: “Teacher, are you trying to show me how to squeeze petrochemical powder with bare hands?”
Zhang Quanzhen said: “I’m optimistic, the third street light ahead.”
Qin Ming followed Zhang Quanzhen’s voice and looked up at the third street light on the side of the road. Then he heard Zhang Quanzhen’s “go”, but he then threw stones.
Boom, the bulb of the street light was broken, and the light went out instantly.
Qin Ming was shocked. The distance was a bit far, about 20 meters, and the street lamp had a lampshade, and it was four or five meters high. It was a hit that showed Zhang Quanzhen’s strength.
Zhang Quanzhen said: “You are always done with bullets, but our Chinese martial arts are people-oriented. As long as you have the ability to use them, everything can be used. Just now, if my stone hits a person’s head, it can also be used. Besides, we ban guns in China, you practice a pistol technique, it is better to practice a hard kung fu practical. Can the marksmanship help you prolong your life? Will it make you more women in the future without kidney loss?”
Qin Ming squinted his eyes, Zhang Quanzhen’s remarks can be said to be rough and not rough.
Qin Ming said weakly, “Teacher, who said I will have more women in the future? I support monogamy, okay.”
Zhang Quanzhen smiled, and said: “Come on, you are the emperor’s fate, you can’t run away. I sent you home, I’m leaving. Don’t forget my account of you.”
Sending away Zhang Quanzhen, Qin Ming looked up at the big house under Sheshan. It was not close to his large manor on the top of Yunshan Mountain in Guangshi, but he could barely make do with it. It should be more comfortable than the dormitory in the university.
Qin Ming rang the doorbell, and soon another middle-aged aunt walked out.
“Oh, Second Young Master, why did you come back alone?” The servant’s attitude was good, after all, he worked for Zhao Zhengyan’s family.
Qin Ming checked the information of Ao Mei’s investigation with each other for a while, and said, “Well, Aunt Lan. Who is at home?”
“My wife is at home.” Aunt Lan said distressedly: “Master, you are tanned, and you have lost a lot of weight, have you suffered a lot outside?”
Qin Ming raised the corners of his mouth and said indifferently: “It’s okay, you can’t die.”
“Oh, the second youngest, are you still suffering? I’m so naive.” Aunt Lan took Qin Ming’s hand in distress and said, “What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you. Go, or take a shower first? It must be uncomfortable to be hospitalized for so many days.”
Qin Ming entered the house, with magnificent decorations, expensive furnishings, and gleaming crystal lights above his head. A woman in a long purple dress was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV.
Qin Ming recognized her as Zhao Zhengyan’s mother, the jewel in the hands of the old Qin family in Haishi, and the man of the day, Qin Mo.
As a mother, Qin Ming remembered that his mother was only in her forties because of farm work and poor health, but she was as old as a sixty-year-old woman.
As for Qin Mo, he was well maintained. They stood together, probably like a sibling.
Qin Mo turned his head and glanced at Qin Ming, sullenly scolding: “I’m back? Come here.”

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