Chapter 645: Did you just laugh?

The battle between Chen Chou and the Middle-aged Man looked simple and straightforward.

In reality, it was extremely dangerous.

From the slight rise and fall of his chest and his faint panting, it was clear that Chen Chou had used real skill, even his own lethal killing moves. Winning was certainly due to his superior strength, but there was also an element of trickery.

The most critical step was that he struck at the most opportune moment.

It was more like a psychological battle between two chess players.

The Middle-aged Man had anticipated that Chen Chou would strike first, but he hadn't expected it to happen when they were still twelve steps apart. He had originally thought Chen Chou would only launch an attack the moment he was ten steps away.

But, Chen Chou just didn't follow the beaten path.

He had anticipated the Middle-aged Man's anticipation.

"You... people of Kyushu... don't you value grandmaster demeanor? Before a fight... you're supposed to speak first... How come you... didn't say a word, and just attacked... just like that? You don't look... look like a master at all."

The intermittent voice came from the Middle-aged Man's shattered face.

Chen Chou lowered his head slightly; one couldn't even find where his mouth was.

An ordinary person would have died long ago, but for a martial arts master like him, his vitality was very strong. It was understandable that he could barely hang on for a little while longer. However, our Brother Chou didn't seem to have any interest in talking to him.

Grandmaster demeanor? Masterly style?

Sorry, I'm really not familiar with those things.

This is a business of licking blood off the edge of a blade; I'm here to kill you, why would I talk to you about demeanor?

"Bring the blade."

Chen Chou reached his right hand behind him.

San Wu hurriedly picked up the long blade that had fallen at her feet and threw it fiercely toward Chen Chou.

Brother Chou didn't even look at the little girl with her back to him, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, and caught it backhanded. Immediately, with a flash of the blade, the Middle-aged Man's head rolled to the ground. He took a crumpled black plastic bag out of his pocket and put it inside.

"Let's go."

Just like that, carrying the plastic bag, he left with San Wu.

San Wu held Chen Chou's hand and walked forward obediently, then suddenly said prettily, "Actually, his so-called grandmaster demeanor was really just a useless high hat. My grandfather once said, in literature, one values etiquette and music, while in martial arts, one values practical methods. Demeanor... that's an elegant thing in literature, and has nothing to do with practical martial artists."

"This is a life-and-death battle, not a tournament match!"

Suddenly, Chen Chou seemed to smile.

But it vanished from the corner of his mouth in an instant, returning to his usual icy expression.

"Little one, you don't need to try to make excuses for me, or look for some justification in terms of reputation or righteousness. I was never a grandmaster to begin with, so naturally, I don't need to worry about demeanor. Since I don't care about the standing or recognition of the martial arts world, naturally, I don't need to pay attention to these things."

"Oh? Brother Chou, did you just smile? You... you can actually smile?"

"I did not."

...

Liwan Island, Le-Pai Bay Hotel.

Zheng Qian lit a post-coital cigarette.

Not to mention Brother Chou's recent battle, Zheng Qian had also experienced a "battle."

Zheng Qian felt what true happiness was.

Similarly, he had also used all his might.

This could be called masters exchanging moves, hearty and unrestrained.

"How is it?" Zheng Qian asked gently, holding Xiao Nan.

"It's okay, much better." She blushed, not daring to look at Zheng Qian. Now that things had calmed down, she only felt weak all over.

She closed her eyes slightly, feeling the afterglow after the peak.

[Zheng Qian, do you want to talk?]

At this moment, Zheng Qian received a WeChat message from Pei Moyan.

He sighed, thought for a moment, and replied: [Sure, come to my room.]

He wasn't trying to hint at anything to Pei Moyan.

It was purely because he didn't want to be too far away from Yao Qiuqiu and Xiao Nan.

They needed his company very much right now. If they knew he went to find another woman right after finishing, well, if it were someone like Wei Rusi it might be fine, but Pei Moyan hadn't officially joined them yet, and this might make the two of them unhappy.

Calling Pei Moyan directly here to talk naturally showed that he had nothing to hide.

The topic of conversation wouldn't be about "that" aspect either.

Not long after, Pei Moyan arrived at the suite's living room and sat down in front of Zheng Qian.

Women are very sensitive to certain things.

Although she hadn't experienced things of this nature, she wasn't a child either, and she quickly realized something.

"In the room, is it the captain?"

Pei Moyan glanced at the closed bedroom door and said meaningfully.

Zheng Qian said noncommittally, "What, do you also like my captain?"

She was taken aback by his words, not expecting Zheng Qian to answer like that. She immediately blushed and spat, "Why would I like your captain! And... if I remember correctly, the one who came to Shenzhen with you at that time was Su Yuanshuang of the Su Family, right?"

Zheng Qian nodded slightly.

"But now it's not the Su Family's Su Yuanshuang, but the Zheng Family's. Also, it's not just the captain in the room, there's also the first mate. Tell me, what did you come to talk to me about? If you want to plead for Shang Rongyan and have me let her go back to Shanghu, then forget it."

Pei Moyan naturally wouldn't ask for such trouble.

She knew that Zheng Qian had gone to such great lengths, so he wouldn't let her go easily.

Moreover, she knew she didn't have that much face. After all, she hadn't eaten the Face-Face Fruit.

"I..."

Just as Pei Moyan was about to speak, a huge roar from Shang Rongyan came. The intensity of the sound completely exceeded people's imagination. Even though this was a suite and the construction quality was sufficient, they still heard it.

So, what news had Shang Rongyan learned?

That made her self-taught and master the Buddhist Lion's Roar?