At the beginning of divorce, help the younger brother demon

Chapter 93 Your Grandpa's Name is Chen Chen Ru Nian?

"Chen...Brother Chen, are you sure my hand is okay?"

Wei Ruoyi felt the pain dissipate a bit, so he immediately sat up and said seriously.

"If there's anything wrong, don't you try it yourself? It's not that it's not cured." Chen Feng pointed to his hand.

Wei Ruoyi was stunned for a moment. After all, such things as bruises are often followed by a hundred days of injury.

But Chen Feng pulled it twice just now?Just be fine by yourself?
He tentatively clenched his fists, and immediately smiled with a fat face: "Huh? It seems to be really healed! It doesn't hurt at all!"

"You can see the fart."

Jiang Yu was a little nervous, grabbed Wei Ruoyi's arm, and ruthlessly poked at the position Chen Feng pointed at just now, while looking at Wei Ruoyi expectantly:
"Do you feel it? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't seem to hurt anymore? Try harder!"

"What about now? Does it hurt? Do you have any other feelings!"

"It doesn't seem to hurt anymore!"

Really bad lines.

Chen Feng distanced himself from the two with some disgust, Wei Ruoyi and Jiang Yu looked at each other, but the two of them stuck together like a dog's skin plaster.

Chen Feng made a blocking gesture subconsciously, and the eyes of the two people lit up:
"Brother Chen! You are also a trainer, right? But what kind of airs are you practicing? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Wei Ruoyi and Jiang Yu sat down not far from Chen Feng. They frowned and looked at Chen Feng's boxing posture with some doubts.

Chen Feng smiled, and thought to himself, if you can see this, then you will be a ghost!

"It's just a three-legged cat in the valley."

After realizing that the two of them were not doing anything, Chen Feng also became normal and explained something.

"No, Brother Chen, your boxing pose looks familiar, can you put it on again?"

Wei Ruoyi frowned, and the expression on his face did not seem to be fake.

Chen Feng put on a fist again casually, Wei Ruoyi's eyes became brighter.

Pulling a few handfuls of his hair in distress, he raised his head after a long while, fixed his eyes on Chen Feng, and said tentatively:

"Brother Chen, did you learn this boxing technique from a man named Chen Ru-nian?"

This time it was Chen Feng's turn to be dumbfounded, even the hairs on his body stood on end!
"You know my grandpa?"

"Fuck, Boxer is your grandfather?"

The three of them exclaimed at the same time, with disbelief written all over their faces!

"Boxing master?" Chen Feng was stunned for a moment: "My grandfather likes to say that his punches are bastard fists..."

"It's definitely him!" Wei Ruoyi almost yelled, seeing Chen Feng's puzzled eyes, he couldn't help but become curious again:
"Brother Chen, haven't you heard your grandfather talk about his past?"

"My grandfather was in the village when I was born."

"Boxer is Yanjing who left Yanjing suddenly 23 years ago. Since then, no one has found him!" Wei Ruoyi said, looking at Chen Feng expectantly.

Chen Feng's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was dry:

"I...I am 23 this year."

"Brother! You can take an apprentice for the master!" After hearing what Chen Feng said, Wei Ruoyi knelt down in front of Chen Feng without any hesitation.

Chen Feng and Jiang Yu in the private room were dumbfounded, and Liu Mengshi and Jiang Mei who just opened the door of the private room were also dumbfounded.

"You get up first, we'll talk about this matter later." Chen Feng glanced at the door, winking at Wei Ruoyi.

Wei Ruoyi is also very smart, he moved forward in fear, his body changed from kneeling to crawling, he groped the ground with both hands, and kept muttering:

"No, Brother Chen, you can help me find it. Where is the ring that my brother gave me?"

Jiang Yu glanced at Chen Feng, and after the two exchanged glances, Jiang Yu said exaggeratedly:
"Could it have fallen into the sofa? Do you want to move it away and have a look?"

"That's fine." Wei Ruoyi climbed up from the ground, and the two pretended to move the sofa away. Except for a pile of bottle caps, there was nothing else.

"Hey, this is the ring my senior brother gave me, so it must be lost, right?" Wei Ruoyi looked disappointed.

Looking at the exaggerated acting skills of the two, goosebumps appeared on Chen Feng's body.

Only Liu Mengshi tilted her head and opened her small mouth a few times before she opened her mouth in confusion:
"Fatty... your senior brother, why did you give you a ring?"

……

"Brother, don't laugh, don't you blame you for today's incident?" Using the excuse of urinating, the three men ran to a late-night snack stand not far from the bar this time.

"Don't yell, I don't have a master, that's my grandfather!" Chen Feng explained angrily, and at the same time asked the boss to bring up fifty skewers of mutton.

"Then..." Wei Ruoyi hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Can you take in a grandson for our grandfather?"

"..."

"Brother Chen, you may think boxing fighter is just your grandfather, but you have to know that these two words are the belief of everyone in Yanjing's boxing world!"

Wei Ruoyi clenched his fists and said in an extremely impassioned tone:

"35 years ago, at Yanjing Railway Station, a middle-aged man in plain clothes walked out. At that time, no one knew that this middle-aged man..."

(End of this chapter)