Rebirth of the Strongest Grandmaster

In Yanjing at night, there are row upon row of high-rise buildings, which seem to tower into the sky.If you look down from the air, you will see the buildings like forests, and the lights are like stars all over the sky. It must be a wonderful urban night scene.

A young man wearing a gentleman's hat, lowered the brim of his hat extremely low, as if he was afraid that others would see his appearance.Under the cover of the brim of the hat, only the tall nose bridge and the heroic jawline can be seen.And on his face, there are still a lot of cyan stubble, which adds a bit of vicissitudes and a mature man's breath.

This is Chen Wenbo who is on the run. He is still hiding in Yanyang District. He did not choose to escape through the station, airport and other places as the police had expected.

In these two days, his first thought was to call home.However, he found that his number had been frozen for the first time, and he could not make or receive any calls.Not surprisingly, his bank card was also frozen, and he could no longer withdraw a penny.He only had a few hundred yuan in cash in his trouser pocket, and he seemed very tight.

He is wearing a large windbreaker, which is already a very cheap windbreaker worth 99 yuan, which is almost one-sixth of his belongings.This windbreaker not only protected him from the cold wind of winter night, but also hid the sword with ghost pupils.

Last night, Chen Wenbo used the strength of Ye Qian Banyue Temple, stole a matching scabbard from a martial arts gym, and put the edge of the ghost pupil sword into it.

"It's really hard work for you, the knife won't sing in its sheath."

"But why am I not? What a pair of brothers and sisters."

Chen Wenbo sighed in his heart, looking at the wanted notice on the side of the street, a self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk tsk, A-level reward warrant, this Chen Wenbo can be regarded as making a big mess."

"Um, what level is the A-level wanted?"

"The A-level arrest warrant issued by the Ministry of Public Security is an order issued by the Ministry of Public Security to apprehend the fugitives that the Ministry of Public Security believes should be the most wanted. Xiao, in the end, he was found out by a single shot, and ended his tough life."

"Tsk, I really don't know what kind of fierce man this is. He actually killed people in the Japanese embassy. Could it be that he has three heads and six arms?"

"Haha, maybe it's still the blue face and fangs, King Yama is reincarnated."

Several people were chatting and laughing around the wanted notice, and they didn't notice a man in a windbreaker and a gentleman's hat passing them by.

Chen Wenbo entered the community where he had lived for a month, and lightly rang the doorbell.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

"Come, come, come!" Two doorbells rang, and a brisk female voice came from inside.The anti-theft door was opened, and Liu Mengmeng poked her head out. The moment she saw Chen Wenbo, she let out an exclamation of "ah".

Chen Wenbo made a silent gesture to her, and she quickly covered her mouth, motioning for Chen Wenbo to come in quickly.After Chen Wenbo entered, she looked around again and found that no one had noticed this scene, so she gently closed the security door.

She leaned against the anti-theft door, patted her chest, let out a long breath, and then asked nervously, "Stormwind City... bah, Chen Wenbo, why are you here? Are you not afraid of death?"

Chen Wenbo took off his gentleman's hat, smiled slightly, and shook his head.

"Mengmeng, who's here?" Lin Yu's voice came from the bathroom, obviously still taking a bath.

"Come out and see later." Liu Mengmeng replied casually, and then asked Chen Wenbo what his plans were.

"Let's take a step and see." Chen Wenbo sighed, borrowed the phone from her, pressed a number familiarly, and dialed it directly.

The phone was connected soon, and a familiar voice came from the receiver: "Hey, who is calling me in the middle of the night. I don't know how to deal with so many things every day, hundreds of thousands every minute?"

Although Song Qing's tone still sounded very unreliable, it made Chen Wenbo feel a long-lost warmth.

"Master, I'm Chen Wenbo." Chen Wenbo's heart was a little heavy, and he didn't know how to tell his master all this.He didn't know how to face his anxious relatives, so he was the first to dare not call his parents.I'm afraid that my rock-solid will will be directly smashed into pieces in the crying and anxiety of the elders.

"I've seen what happened to you on TV, tsk, you really have my demeanor, so handsome." Song Qing's tone was still casual, as if he didn't care at all, as if Chen Wenbo was being hacked into pieces, Nor does he frown.

Chen Wenbo fell silent, the heaviness and worry in his heart almost instantly turned into the urge to jump up and scold his mother.Even though he didn't speak, Song Qing could still hear the eerie "giggling" teeth grinding sound.

"Oh, apprentice, your teeth are pretty good. What brand of toothpaste do you use, please recommend it to Master." Hearing this voice, Chen Wenbo could even imagine that Song Qing was sitting with his legs crossed and a cigarette dangling from his mouth. The jerk who answers the phone.

"Master, I know from Hua Feilong that you have stirred up troubles in Yanjing. Not only have you won the world Sanda champion crying father and mother, but you also know such a terrible person as Zhao Heng. Even, the white-clothed Western boxing king you mentioned It should be you too, right?"

"I'm not a young man from a family. I'm afraid the only person I can rely on now is you." Chen Wenbo's tone was a bit heavy, and it was rare to confide in his heart.Although it is just a simple sentence, it contains endless trust and affection.

The so-called one day as a teacher, life as a father.No matter how unreliable Song Qing is, he is also Chen Wenbo's other father!

"Oh, master can't do it. It's okay, disciple, do such a heroic thing, and die in peace." Song Qing was silent for a moment, uttered a few nonsense words, and then kept yelling "Oh, the signal is not good", and then directly Hang up the phone.

Liu Mengmeng had been eavesdropping quietly, and was stunned when she heard these words.After a while, she blinked and looked at Chen Wenbo in disbelief.

The so-called master, the last reliance, is this what it looks like?

But he didn't want to, a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Wenbo's mouth, and his heart was full of warmth.He knows this old guy who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, as long as he doesn't directly refuse, it proves that he has agreed to make a move.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qing dialed another number.This number has not been dialed for many years, but he still remembers it clearly.

"Beep-beep-"

The phone was quickly connected, and a tired female voice came from the other side: "Hello, who is it?"

"Song Qing."

Hearing these two words and the familiar frivolous tone, this middle-aged woman in Suzhou, Jiangsu Province trembled all over.Although she was nearly forty years old, she was well maintained. If it wasn't for the crow's feet in the corners of her eyes when she smiled, she would be a mature and charming young woman.

She pursed her lips, looking at the moonlight outside the window in the Jiangnan courtyard, unable to say a word for a long time.

Afterwards, she quickly calmed down, and scolded: "Well, Song Qing, you have been hiding for so many years, why do you remember to call me now?"

"Something happened to my son, and I want to ask you to help me." Song Qing smirked, ignoring the helpless expression on the Taoist sweeper's face, pretending to be serious in the tone of the conversation.It's just that the gap between a son and an apprentice is too great.

"What... son, you have a son..." The woman's eyes were a little blurred, and she whispered softly, with indescribable loneliness and loneliness in her tone.

"Then congratulations, I'll hang up if there's nothing else to do." The woman's complexion quickly returned to normal, showing her usual decisive and tough style, and she was about to hang up the phone directly.

"Hey, don't don't. I don't want you to take care of such a big family and do your best. You must be extremely tired. I just tease you. It's not my son, it's my apprentice, a young man named Chen Wenbo." Song Qing had a rare Depressed, but extremely happy, he gave the Taoist sweeper a flaunting look.

As if to say "Hey, did you see, this beauty is still on my mind".Daoist Sweeper couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head, and left on his own.

"I saw the news. If he really killed the ambassador, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it." The woman sighed softly, she didn't expect it to be such a troublesome thing.

"First of all, he is my apprentice, so he won't do this kind of thing. Secondly, he is my apprentice, whether he does it or not, I will not allow him to die." Song Qing's tone was arrogant and domineering, but more or less Less unreasonable and sarcastic.

The woman gave a "puchi" smile, and recalled the Ruoxue white dress back then, and its unreasonable owner.With a whole body of ruffian, he stirred up the situation in Yanjing.

"You are not in Yanjing, what should I do?" The woman rolled her eyes, pretending to be unhappy.

"Yanjing is a sad place, with too much past." Song Qingyou let out a long sigh, as if recalling many past events.

"Forget it, it's okay to meet my beauty if it's not to save this brat." Song Qing cursed with a smile, making plans to go to Yanjing.

"really?"

"really."

"See you soon."

The woman's voice fell, and she pressed the hang up button decisively.Afterwards, she made another call, and said with a calm but unquestionable face: "Assistant Huang, I ask you to book a plane ticket to Yanjing tomorrow morning for me."

"If you don't make an order, you have to figure out how to make it clear to the old man that I, Yang Ziyuan, will use the family's helicopter."

Yang's family in Jiangsu was shocked by the news.

And in Lanyue Villa in Yanjing, Yan Qingtian summoned a group of members of Longyin and asked them what they thought about Chen Wenbo.

Yan Baiyun only had a few simple words, but he was extremely firm: "Members of Longyin, no slander is allowed."

The rest of Longyin members nodded quietly.

Yan Qingtian nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Since you have an idea, let's do it."

That night, Chen Wenbo slept peacefully on the familiar sofa and did not wake up until dawn.

Outside the window, the first ray of dawn lit up in the dark night.