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Text Chapter 830 Three liters of tears

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    When he got home, Chen Chu saw a very funny scene.  The two women stood in front of the window, rinsing their mouths, looking down, and discussing vaguely what happened.  Sensing someone coming in, Yang Qing turned her head: "Chen Chu, were you nearby just now?" "Yeah." "What's going on?" She asked curiously.  "A car exploded." "How could it explode for no reason?" "Ask Haobing, as a criminal police officer, he can explain it to you from all aspects." Throwing the question to Haobing, Chen Chu walked into the kitchen.  Haobing was stopped by two women and explained helplessly.  Chen Chu went into the kitchen and took out the dishes and chopsticks, put the food away, and then walked out again.  He suddenly thought why He Jun hadn't come out yet?  "Critical" is currently under maintenance. What is he doing in the house?  Arriving outside the door of He Jun's room, Chen Chu found that the door was open.  This may mean that He Jun had already gotten up and came over when he was not at home.  If nothing happened, it would be easy to understand. However, the explosion outside was so loud, how could He Jun not be curious and come out to take a look.  Looking in through the crack in the door, I saw He Jun sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his back to the door.  At first glance, Chen Chu thought He Jun was practicing kung fu.  However, as soon as this thought occurred, He Jun was heard sighing.  "Hey~~What's going on!" Chen Chu opened the door and walked in: "What's wrong?" He Jun turned around, but he was very calm: "My relics can't be returned." Chen Chu suddenly realized that this problem lies in  He Jun knew it on the first day he moved in.  However, Chen Chu had no way to explain why the relic turned black: "Didn't your master tell you about this situation?" He Jun smiled helplessly and said nothing.  Chen Chu looked at the relic he was holding. For He Jun, this might be related to his life experience. It was normal for him to be so nervous.  "Don't worry, when you go back and see your master, you will have the answer if you ask him." In the imagination, He Jun's master, as a hermit monk, must be a very enigmatic master.  He Jun put away the relics: "What happened outside just now?" Chen Chu's mouth twitched and asked speechlessly: "The noise was loud enough, didn't you hear it?" "I didn't pay much attention." Chen Chu told He Jun  What happened and this guy's behavior made Chen Chu even more speechless. He immediately ran out of the house with a curious look on his face and lay down at the living room window to look down.  ¡­ ¡­ After eating, Yang Qing and Li Wan went to work.  Their pace of life is very normal, and it is difficult to attract much interest in virtual games like "Critical". It is enough to play them occasionally.  There are definitely a majority of people like them. Otherwise, wouldn¡¯t a virtual game bring down the entire social order?  The greatest choice a person can make is to stand where he belongs. Relatively speaking, maybe Chen Chu is standing in his position now, even if it is a situation where he has to step in.  After taking a rest, Chen Chu began to exercise.  No matter whether you can become a martial arts master or a muscle maniac in the end, at least practicing this will be good for your body, and you will probably be able to withstand beatings at critical moments Haobing, who was standing by, suddenly said: "Come and practice?" "Okay!  "Chen Chu stood up and immediately took a stance.  He Jun watched with interest, but he lost interest 10 seconds after Chen Chu and Hao Bing started fighting.  It¡¯s obvious that two reckless men are fighting.  After the two men struggled for a while, they both sat on the ground panting.  This can be regarded as Chen Chu¡¯s extra training items during the period when Haobing was here.  "He Jun, will you go out with me for a walk this afternoon?" "What are you doing?" "Open the tin box." He Jun looked at Chen Chu blankly.  Chen Chu suddenly thought of something. He brought the iron box directly without explaining it: "Can you open this iron box?" He Jun looked at the iron box doubtfully and quickly asked: "This is an iron box?"  The box? Why is there no place to open it? "Is there any way you can open it? Tear it, break it, whatever." He Jun picked up the iron box and weighed it, and then asked, "Is it okay to break it?"  As long as you open it, you can do anything." He Jun stood up straight and said, "Get out of the way." Chen Chu and Hao Bing got out of the way.  Haobing asked in a low voice: "Can this be opened with bare hands?" He heard from Chen Chu that He Jun was a legendary martial artist, but such an iron brick??It's incredible that he can open it with his bare hands.  "I think it can work. I saw Yang Ping knocking people out with his fist style. I feel that their power is very destructive. He Jun may not be as powerful as Yang Ping, but it's not much different." It was Chen who asked He Jun to take action.  At first, I had a whim. This would be very convenient. I don¡¯t have to go out to find a cutting machine on a cold day.  However, something soon happened that made Chen Chu burst into tears.  He Jun stood still, holding the iron box in one hand and walking with luck with the other hand.  This posture is already quite master-like.  Soon, a gust of wind surged in the sealed room!  The wind was very sharp, flowing along He Jun's body.  Chen Chu and Hao Bing, who were standing aside, felt that if they took a step forward, they might be injured by the strong wind.  And these two people also retreated to the door of the house very obscenely.  Dabai was relatively calm. It was still squatting not far from He Jun, seeming to be looking at He Jun with curious eyes.  Nearly a minute passed, but He Jun still didn't make a move. Chen Chu said, "It's almost ready to start. It's just the two of us in the audience." He Jun was almost speechless.  After another 10 seconds, his palms seemed to have passed through a layer of clouds!  The next move was not as violent as expected, he just slowly closed his palms.  Chen Chu noticed that there was a crack in the center of the iron box!  It seemed that He Jun used his power to form a solid surface on the top and bottom of the iron box, and then squeezed the iron box with unimaginable force with his two palms, forcing it to crack!  Haobing was also dumbfounded by what he saw. This was a fake domestic kung fu. Watching it up close was even more shocking than what was shown on TV.  Soon the iron box completely cracked!  From the horizontal center, it seemed like a big explosion was triggered inside, with traces of the entire explosion!  "Bang!~" There was a muffled sound, He Jun stopped his work, and the box was completely opened by him.  He dragged the box and said with a proud look: "It's open!" Chen Chu strode forward and took the box as soon as he got it!  Chen Chu threw the box away: "It's so hot!" "It'll be fine later." Chen Chu threw the box on the sofa.  It has been completely split from the middle by He Jun, and is now divided into two parts: upper and lower.  Everything inside will naturally fall out after being thrown away like this.  When Chen Chu saw what fell out, his eyes widened.  Immediately after, he didn't care whether the iron box was hot to his hands, and hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up and open it It was full of paper scraps!  No, it should be said to be paper velvet!  Completely rubbish!  "How could this happen?" Chen Chu looked back at He Jun and asked with a look of astonishment.  He Jun looked at it with some confusion. After a moment, his expression became very awkward: "This you said you just need to open it, so I didn't think much about it. Maybe, the things originally contained in it have been squeezed by the inner energy that I pressed in."  Broken." Chen Chu held the scraps of paper in his hands, raised his head and screamed for a minute.  ¡°God, don¡¯t do this to me!!!¡±¡­ This was an accident, and Chen Chu had no reason to blame He Jun.  Facing He Jun's apology, Chen Chu did the same thing: "I can't blame you, it's my problem." Haobing looked at the scraps of paper and was speechless. No one expected such a result: "  Although I don¡¯t want to tell you, this is a fact. At this level, we have no way to piece it together." Chen Chu nodded.  It's almost indistinguishable from powder.  There was another moment of silence, and He Jun asked: "What's inside, is it important?" "If I knew what was inside, it wouldn't be important." Chen Chu sighed.  Now that the matter has come to this, after another minute of howling to vent the indescribable depression at that moment, Chen Chu can now keep from going crazy: "It's over, I can no longer know what grandpa's diary recorded." This is too important to Chen Chu.  Too important.  After saying this, Chen Chu found that his venting seemed not thorough enough, so he lowered his head and began to prepare for the second round of explosion.  Haobing and He Jun covered their ears, they had a premonition.  The depression that almost made Chen Chu spurt blood came up, and Chen Chu howled for another minute.  After a while someone knocked on the door.  It felt like an extremely bloody murder was going on inside, so it would be strange if it didn't attract people.
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