Beautiful mother uses 18 martial arts to teach the whole network how to be a good person

This move looks more challenging than the previous one, quite interesting!

In order to see more clearly, Han Bingbing raised her hand to gather her long side bangs that had just fallen because she lowered her head, and the light green jade bracelet on her snow-white wrist came into Zhou Baixuan's eyes.

His eyebrows moved slightly, as if some memories were emerging from the depths of his soul.

During these three years, he traveled to China several times, nominally to trace his roots, but in reality he was looking for a vague dream that had haunted him for decades.

In the dream, his perspective was that of a Xuanyuan cypress rooted in the mountains. It had existed for so long that he didn't know how many changes it had witnessed.

Until one day, a snow-white figure dug a hole not far from him.

His eyes, which always looked up at the sun, moon and stars in the sky, began to unconsciously pursue a hint of pink in the snow-white.

He watched her sitting on the big rock at the entrance of the cave to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, watched her drooling as she let go of the passing rabbit and instead lived on the wind and dew.

Watch her change from a snow-white fur coat to a pink and white dress, watch her slender figure practicing swordplay and whip swinging over and over again.

He also watched her go from being a lone monster to being submitted to by all the monsters, and the ground beneath him changed from the desolate layers of fallen leaves to a cool place for the little cubs of her tribe to take a cool.

Clearly, over the past thousand years, he seemed to have communicated a lot with the girl in the pink and white dress in his dreams, but there were always clouds blocking the view, making it difficult for him to see or hear clearly.

He had woken up from his dreams many times in the middle of the night and couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, but he never said a word to anyone.

In such a strange world of fairies, my parents might have thought that he had mental problems.

It was not until he took over his father's business ten years ago that he began to look for traces of Xuanyuan Bai everywhere in this world.

Unfortunately, he searched for many years in vain. It was only in recent years when he heard his father say that his ancestors were of Chinese descent that he began to explore this mysterious country.

Zhou Baixuan looked intently at the light blue, and a picture suddenly flashed through his mind.

Before her first worship ceremony, Xuanyuan Bo asked the mole spirit to find a piece of beautifully shaped jade and place it at the entrance of her cave. The color of the jade was just as light and gentle as this one.

Han Bingbing didn't care at all about Zhou Baixuan's attention to the jade bracelet. She watched Shen Mo's various showmanship with great interest.

Finally, Shen Mo aimed his cue at the black eight.

Maybe the string was too tight, the club head trembled slightly when the club was hit, and the black eight rolled past the pocket.

The second generation gentlemen suddenly started to speak foul language, causing Shen Mo to glance at them with warnings.

Han Bingbing imitated Shen Mo's actions and rubbed the leather tip with clever powder, her eyes sweeping over every ball that belonged to her.

Different from the lazy and leisurely performance in the previous few games, her eyes instantly became sharp as she leaned over.

If the monsters from Qingling Mountain who were familiar with her were here, they would have fled in fear long ago, because they knew that the Demon King was about to show his power!

Everyone saw that every shot hit the ball and every ball went into the pocket. The movements were clean and neat, and not a single shot missed.

Cold sweat slid down Shen Mo's thin cheeks. As he watched the last black eight disappear on the table, the club in Shen Mo's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

"I'm convinced! Sister! Not only is she beautiful, but her basketball skills are amazing too! Xiaomo, I have to admit she's better than you!"

The other few people had not yet recovered from their shock. When they saw Shen Mo serving beer to Han Bingbing and winking at them, they suddenly surrounded him.

"That's right! We're convinced!"

"Sister, this is not a newbie! This Chunchun is suppressing us!"

"As expected of you, Mr. Xiao's friend! You're also a great man!"

"We were blind just now. Sister, please be magnanimous. We will cover your expenses today!"

Han Bingbing glanced at Shen Mo who was gradually retreating, and said in a cold voice, "Sister doesn't need the money for this dinner. I'm willing to accept the loss. Do you remember the bet just now?"

The people in the front looked at each other, and then they understood the look that Brother Mo had just given them.

"Sis, my brother is wrong! Let's avoid me next time we see me!"

"Yeah, yeah, no more V chats or anything like that!"

As Shen Mo, who was near the stairs, turned around, he was tripped by Xiao Cheng's long legs.

Pushing aside the second generation gentlemen, she grabbed the back collar of Shen Mo, who was almost falling down the stairs, with her slender fingers, and said in a sinister tone.

"What? You can't afford the gamble and want to run away?"

"No...no way! I just want...want to go to the bathroom!" Shen Mo turned around quickly and quickly found an excuse to escape.

Han Bingbing picked him up and pushed him inside, "It doesn't matter if we have two minutes."

He hurriedly caught Shen Mo and didn't even care that the cigarette butt in his mouth fell to the ground.

"Sister, do you know what Mo Ge's father does? He is the only child in his family. It's okay for him to play billiards, but beating him is pure desperation!"

"Oh?" Han Bingbing leaned back in the high chair, her toes in high heels slightly raised.

"Which eye of yours saw me hit him? What's more..."

"It would be even better if his father came. I was just about to discuss with him whether his family made their fortune by defaulting on debts."

Seeing the boys with ferocious faces, they moved timidly in front of Han Bingbing.

Xiao Cheng, who had been letting Han Bingbing do her thing, noticed that Zhou Baixuan's feet moved, and quickly stood up before him and went between the two groups to act as a peacemaker.

"You guys, I told you not to mess with my sister, but you didn't believe me. You are so stupid now! Hurry up and fulfill the bet, and my sister will not pursue it!"

As he spoke, he winked at a few people, then turned around and spoke earnestly to Han Bingbing.

"Sister, please let go. I know these guys for a long time. They are spoiled by their parents and are used to being lawless. Just teach them a lesson!"

Han Bingbing didn't comment and called Han Yandong on her cell phone.

"Dad, is there any unit that needs talent for training? ...Sure, we can arrange for them to take up their posts after training...Five...OK!"

Seeing her hang up the phone, the five people couldn't help swallowing and felt a chill down their spines.

"As for that original request, I was planning to let you obey my orders for a month. Now, for Xiao Cheng's sake... I will take a step back."

"The day after tomorrow at the latest, the five of you will report to the armed police force in J City, Jiang Province."

At this moment, the six people including Xiao Cheng were dumbfounded.

Amid a burst of "owls", Xiao Cheng frowned and moved closer to Han Bingbing, "Miss Han, this joke is a bit too much!"

Han Bingbing glanced at him sideways, "Who told you I was joking?"

She stood up from the high chair, glanced at the emotionally broken second-generation monarchs, and said to Xiao Cheng, "You'd better hurry up and greet their family. This is a rare opportunity to strengthen your body and rebuild your spirit. This is a good thing."

Before turning around and going downstairs, Han Bingbing tilted her head and said in a cold voice, "You guys, you'd better not be too smart, otherwise... you will have more than just this 'small' request!"

Leaving the overwhelmed Xiao Cheng alone to deal with the second generation kings, Zhou Baixuan with a slightly raised brow and Manman with a worried look, followed Han Bingbing without even looking back and returned to Jing Bar.