my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 363 The Return
That night.

Jiaxing, a barren hill.

Ah Xing, who was pinched by Pan Haodong all the way, didn't even regain his breath. He was punched in the chest. His body rolled into a horizontal V shape and flew upside down for dozens of meters. He hit the stone with a bang.

"Pfft~~"

Ah Xing spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Cousin, hold on."

Pan Haodong dodged and came to Ah Xing's side, and he was hit with a blow to the head, and Ah Xing was immediately beaten.

Left hook, right hook, uppercut, lowercut.

Ah Xing turned into a big sandbag of human flesh, was punched by Pan Haodong one after another, punched into the sky abruptly, and then kicked down to the ground, it was horrible.

After a face-to-face meeting, Ah Xing was beaten to a bloody mess, but his second vein of Ren Du was still unconnected.

As a last resort, Pan Haodong could only follow the example of the Huoyun evil god.

Bang!
He punched Ah Xing on the head.

The ground suddenly sank into a pit half a meter in diameter.

Bang!
Another punch.

Ah Xing lost [-]% of his life.

At this time, Pan Haodong stopped, because he was afraid that if he continued, he would accidentally kill Ah Xing, and then he would have to fulfill his promise and take care of Fanger for the rest of his life!
bang bang~~
Suddenly, the dying Ah Xing burst into a strong heartbeat.

"There is a play!"

Pan Haodong's eyes lit up, he raised his hand and punched again.

Ah Xing, who was still recovering just now, stopped beating immediately.

"This……"

Pan Haodong was dumbfounded.

Cousin isn't really dead, is he?
One second, two seconds, three seconds...

As time passed by second by second, Pan Haodong's heart gradually became heavy.

Fortunately, Ah Xing in this world is not a dragon, and he is not so easy to die. After 30 seconds of cardiac arrest, Ah Xing's undead Xiaoqiang potential was fully stimulated.

"dong dong dong~~"

A strong, powerful heartbeat, one beat stronger than the next.

Unrecognizable Ah Xing, the wound on his face is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His self-healing ability, between LV7 and LV8, is equivalent to half a Wolverine.

after an hour.

Looking at his cousin whose aura changed drastically, Pan Haodong took a deep breath.

Just by opening up Ren Du's second channel, his aura was second only to his own. This talent was so terrifying that he couldn't help but envy him. He was so evil.

To say that my cousin has the posture of a martial god is to underestimate him.

Cousin has the posture of a great emperor!
"Cousin, you had a great time beating me just now, now it's my turn."

Ash squeezed his fist.

Pan Haodong was not afraid at all, he grinned and said: "Cousin, it's not that I underestimate you, with your current skills, you are really no match for me."

"Is it an opponent, you have to fight to know..."

"Then I'll beat you up again, lest you know the heights of heaven and earth."

"..."

ten minutes later.

Fang'er, who came here by special means, saw the huge palm prints all over the mountains and plains, and fell into deep self-doubt. Is this really the power that kung fu can explode?

Judging from the traces, the palm prints left at the scene were definitely not made by one person.

Besides her righteous brother, there was only her husband at the scene.

Wouldn't it be said?

Fang'er was overjoyed and thought: "My husband is really a peerless expert, that's great. It's just that he suddenly became so powerful, and if he has conflicts in the future, wouldn't it be me who is the target of domestic violence?"

"No, no, no."

"I must practice martial arts well, become stronger, and hold down my husband. I must not let him be on top."

Just when Fang'er was thinking wildly, Ah Xing, who was lying in the huge palm pit with no love, flew out with a "thump", landed in front of her, and buried his head in her chest.

"Wife, woo woo woo~~"

"What's the matter, husband?"

"Your brother is not a human being. He has no martial ethics. He bullied me, a newbie, and I was almost beaten to death by him."

"..."

Ah Xing was beaten and cried.

Wept very sadly.

But Fang'er could hear the joy in her husband's crying. A man who obtained extraordinary force was infinitely happier than a man who obtained a very profitable restaurant.

"Fang'er, take care."

Say goodbye to Fang'er.

Pan Haodong turned around and disappeared without a trace.

However, she didn't care about it, thinking that her brother-in-law just left the magic city, and never thought that her sworn brother left this world.

……

West Kowloon.

O Note, Director's Office.

Wearing a short skirt and flesh-colored stockings, Situ Mulian entered the door with a stack of files in her arms and said, "Head, this is O Ji's case file from last month. I'll organize it for you. On the top are unsolved cases; on the bottom are solved cases." The case can be sealed at any time, do you want to check it out?"

"Close the door."

"Oh~~"

Situ Mulian closed the door and walked to Pan Haodong.

Pan Haodong took the file and didn't check it. Instead, he reached out and pulled Alian into his arms, and kissed her domineeringly.

Situ Mulian's body softened immediately.

for a long time.

Situ Mulian said emotionally: "Head, take me!"

"No regrets?"

"No regrets."

Pan Haodong hugged Alian tightly, sniffing her fragrance carefully.

Then, explore the source of the fragrance to find the answer.

The chair begins to experience dynamics it shouldn't.

Since Situ Mulian was kidnapped a year and a half ago, Pan Haodong risked his life by beheading more than 100 elites from the Zhongqing Society and taking her back intact.

She made up her mind to follow Pan Haodong for the rest of her life.

She'd been longing for this moment ever since, and now she finally got it.

……

Mong Kok, Guohua Building.

Huo Tianren Psychological Research Consulting Institute.

Zhuo Jingquan, Chief Superintendent of NB (Reading Investigation Section) of the Hong Kong Island Region, held a cup of coffee with a sad face, and said, "Professor Huo, I just received the news that my immediate supervisor, Sir Lu, is about to give up his campaign 89 I really don’t know what he thinks, but he didn’t even fight for a great opportunity, I’m very disappointed in him.”

"With the help of his nephew, Sir Pan, Commander Lin Leimeng of the West Kowloon Region has achieved a lot of political achievements. His reputation in the police force has already surpassed that of Lu Minghua, Sir Lu. I think Sir Lu is not unwilling to fight, but unable to fight. He voluntarily abstained. So as not to hurt peace."

Huo Tianren pushed the frame, and said plausibly: "As far as I know, Sir Lin and Sir Lu are both members of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, and the competition between them is not big. They tear faces."

"But if Sir Lu doesn't fight for the position, it will be difficult for me to go further. His concession will not only affect his personal future, but also the future of our subordinates."

Zhuo Jingquan said angrily.

He was already the chief superintendent of a department in charge of the Hong Kong Island Region. If he wanted to go further and enter the decision-making level, it was not only a matter of merit, but also an opportunity.

There are 21 directors in the police force, one carrot and one hole. If the people below want to take over, someone has to retire and make way, or the boss will go further and take over the position of the boss.

Lu Minghua's chief superintendents and Uncle Biao are about to retire, so there is nothing to fear.

Fatty Huang in the West District is a salty fish, and he is not afraid of losing his self-motivation. The only person who is really qualified to wrestle with Zhuo Jingquan is Cai Yuanqi, the chief of the East District Police Station.

And Cai has secretly opened up the relationship with Lin Leimeng and became a member of Lin Leimeng's faction.

That is to say, after Lu Minghua competed for the top position in 89, Zhuo Jingquan, as a solid land member, could at least get a deputy director Dangdang, now?

Can only sit on the bench.

Unless, like Cai Yuanqi, he joined the Lin Department, he would have the chance to be promoted in 89 and stay in the Land Department. In 89, he would not even be an assistant director.

(End of this chapter)