Chi Yue nodded after hearing Zhuang Baihua's words, her mind still full of wild images of wheat-colored skin and flexible muscles.
Zhuang Baihua told him seriously: "Since we have predicted the enemy's next move, we can further formulate a detailed combat plan. Now we will hold the first working meeting to discuss and deploy the work."
Chi Yue: "? Can we hold a meeting with just two people?"
Zhuang Baihua said in a very serious tone: "Of course, I am the chairman of the meeting, and you are the vice chairman of the meeting."
Chi Yue: “…”
Zhuang Baihua finished the fried rice in no time. Chi Yue poured him a glass of water. Zhuang Baihua said "thank you" while analyzing the situation to Chi Yue.
"Wei Congsen is more difficult to imitate than the previous two people. Whether it is Xiyin or Tang Feng, it is easy to imitate their behavior, but Wei Congsen is different. Wei Congsen was born a mercenary and his martial arts value is off the charts. When he is with me, the most frequent communication is to exchange moves with me."
Zhuang Baihua asked Chi Yue: "Will that stalker show up to pick a fight with me?"
Chi Yue hesitantly recalled the previous experience and told Zhuang Baihua: "The man didn't show up before, he just threw a pair of boxing gloves or something and sent it to me. The damage of this thing to me is not as great as that of a pen and a bottle opener."
Pens and bottle openers are mainly disgusting and are magic attacks.
Zhuang Baihua nodded: "So it is quite difficult for that person to imitate Wei Congsen. Either he doesn't show up, or his martial arts value is not enough."
"Knowing that the man's computer skills are top-notch, I guess his martial arts skills are relatively low. Forcing himself to imitate Wei Congsen will expose many flaws." Zhuang Baihua raised his fist to show Chi Yue, his face full of determination, cheering Chi Yue up, "The past is the past, this time we must force him out and take the opportunity to catch the enemy in one fell swoop."
Chi Yue stared at Zhuang Baihua, listening to his passionate and motivated speech. Suddenly, she leaned forward, raised her hand, gently wrapped his fist, stroked his knuckles, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled softly: "Okay, I'll follow the leader's arrangements."
Chi Yue's words were beautiful, and if it weren't for those hairy claws touching his joints and between his fingers, Zhuang Baihua would have believed it.
Zhuang Baihua shook off Chi Yue's claws with a stern face and said, "After we deal with the offenders, we will correct your work style."
Chi Yue quickly corrected her attitude, straightened her back, and sat properly: "Leader, please take a look at my performance."
Everyone chatted with each other, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed than before. Chi Yue's face was filled with a sincere smile again, which made Zhuang Baihua secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
What Chi Yue had been through was too cruel, and her psychological problems were too serious to be cured overnight. Zhuang Baihua was prepared for a long battle.
We must let Chi Yue’s heart be filled with sunshine again.
Without further ado, Zhuang Baihua began to arrange various matters the next day.
After Wei Congsen left, his boxing gym was sold half-sold to Chi Yue at a very low price. Chi Yue reduced the scale of the gym's operations and left a large area as his private boxing practice venue. He would go there to practice when he had free time to maintain his physique and fighting skills.
Zhuang Baihua believed that if the stalker wanted to imitate Wei Congsen, he would definitely have to go to the boxing gym, so he made arrangements in the gym early on.
He told this idea to Luo Zhenduo, who agreed but still had doubts: "Our approach is too obvious. That person will know it's a trap at first glance. What if he doesn't want to show up?"
Zhuang Baihua said: "He can't help it. As long as he puts enough bait, the fish will have to take the bait."
Luo Zhenduo didn't know what the bait was. Chi Yue came over at this time, wearing a loose T-shirt and boxing shorts underneath, looking very neat.
He greeted his father and smiled at Zhuang Baihua.
Zhuang Baihua turned aside and asked Chi Yue: "Are you ready?"
There are dots of moonlight in the pond.
Zhuang Baihua couldn't help but raise his hand to touch Chi Yue's hair and said, "Be careful."
Chi Yue smiled more obediently: "Don't worry."
Zhuang Baihua then remembered that Luo Zhenduo was beside him, and quickly withdrew his hand, cleared his throat, and said, "Let's proceed according to the plan. We'll leave first."
Luo Zhenduo looked at the interaction between Zhuang Baihua and Chi Yue and said abruptly: "Did something happen between them?"
Zhuang Baihua was startled, turned away to cover up, and said, "We had a heart-to-heart talk." He urged Luo Zhenduo, "Leave this place to Xiaoyue."
The aura between the people was obviously different. Although Luo Zhenduo led a confused life, he had a sharp eye for people and immediately noticed something was wrong.
The sticky, lingering ambiguity spread throughout the world, and even the air became sticky.
Luo Zhenduo smiled bitterly silently and followed Zhuang Baihua to step aside.
Except for Chi Yue, everyone present left first.
There was only a sandbag hanging on the empty arena, and all the lights around it were turned off, leaving only a spotlight illuminating the center of the arena.
Chi Yue stood under the lamp, looking at the tight sandbag. He reached out and lifted the hem of his T-shirt, lifting the clothes from bottom to top. His movements were smooth and natural, and he did it in one breath.
He took off his clothes, revealing his solid body.
Chi Yue inherited Luo Zhenduo's figure. He has a fairly large frame, but no excess fat. His muscles are relatively thin, and he looks thin when he puts on clothes.
Now he took off his clothes, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles and round shoulders with tight lines. Moreover, he was very fair, and his muscles rippled under his white skin. Under the light, they looked like moist warm jade.
Zhuang Baihua watched Chi Yue like this from the dark, his throat tightening. Luo Zhenduo beside him was slightly angry and asked in a low voice: "Is this the bait you mentioned? What does it use?"
Zhuang Baihua: "... Don't worry, just wait and see."
Chi Yue picked up the boxing gloves from the side of the ring, put them on his hands, did a few warm-up exercises, and then began to attack the sandbag.
As soon as he makes a move, you can tell he is a martial artist.
Each of his punches was powerful and targeted, making people feel lucky that the person in front of him was a cold sandbag. If it was a living person, he would have been knocked down by him long ago.
Crystal clear sweat splashed from his forehead into the air, refracting the light like shining stars, while giving his body a layer of gold, making his muscles look even more attractive.
Even Zhuang Baihua couldn't help but stare at Chi Yue's waist.
Luo Zhenduo, who was standing next to him, was getting angrier and angrier. He said angrily, "They actually need my wife to sell her body. When I catch that lunatic, I will make him pay."
Zhuang Baihua was too embarrassed to say anything.
Chi Yue sweated profusely in the ring. He fought for several rounds, tried various moves, and even kicked a few times, but there was still no movement around him.
The air is anxious.
Zhuang Baihua frowned. According to his understanding, that person should not have no reaction. If it was Wei Congsen, he would have jumped out to fight with Chi Yue long ago.
He was vaguely disappointed, because that person was just imitating Wei Congsen and was not the real person.
At this time Chi Yue stopped, suddenly turned around, took off his boxing gloves, and hooked his fingers towards him.
No one knew what he meant and no one dared to go out rashly.
Zhuang Baihua had an idea, picked up a towel, walked from the darkness to the side of the ring, stood under the ring, raised his head and looked up at Chi Yue.
Chi Yue climbed onto the side ropes of the ring and looked down at Zhuang Baihua.
He smiled and said, "Come on."
Zhuang Baihua immediately jumped onto the stage, put a towel on Chi Yue's head and wiped the sweat off him.
Chi Yue was too tall now, and Zhuang Baihua found this action difficult. Chi Yue obediently lowered her head and let him rub her hair.
From this angle, Zhuang Baihua saw Chi Yue's straight nose and thick eyelashes, beads of sweat on her face, her whole body was steaming, and she was emitting hot hormones.
But his facial features are delicate, and the strange contrast between his appearance and martial arts makes his temperament more contradictory and even more attractive.
Zhuang Baihua carefully wiped the sweat off his face with a towel. Chi Yue smiled with the towel on her head and asked, "Does it stink?"
Zhuang Baihua followed suit with a smile as gentle as a spring breeze: "No."
Chi Yue's heartstrings were plucked, and she suddenly leaned over and kissed Zhuang Baihua. Because she was concerned about Zhuang Baihua's face, she only kissed him on the cheek. Even so, Zhuang Baihua was still startled and blamed him, "Nonsense."
Luo Zhenduo watched this scene from afar. Because he was far away, Chi Yue moved very quickly. He only saw Chi Yue approaching Zhuang Baihua, and the two people quickly separated. Zhuang Baihua smiled and patted Chi Yue's head with a towel.
Even if you can't see clearly, you can sense the warm and doting atmosphere between them.
Luo Zhenduo's throat was dry and bitter, so he drank a lot.
Just then, a noise was heard in the venue.
Everyone became alert, and then several objects were thrown from the other side of the venue, falling onto the ring one after another.
There are boxing gloves, sandbags, and even barbells. This set of fitness equipment has become a parabolic throwing ring.
To be exact, it hit the place where Zhuang Baihua was standing, with hatred and anger, wishing to hit Zhuang Baihua in the back.
Chi Yue grabbed Zhuang Baihua's arm and pulled him over to protect him behind her.
Luo Zhenduo, who was watching in the dark, immediately ordered his men to act. All the lights in the venue were turned on, illuminating the entire venue. Those hiding in the darkness were immediately exposed, with nowhere to hide.
Everyone saw a dark shadow flash by on the second floor.
"Chase!" Luo Zhenduo said loudly.
They also deployed personnel on the second floor, and installed anti-terrorism surveillance. This time, this person has no way to escape.
Zhuang Baihua was watching from the ring, feeling anxious, and said to Chi Yue, "Let's go and take a look."
Chi Yue nodded, and led Zhuang Baihua to track the direction the man left.
Zhuang Baihua understood that since the man dared to come, he must have made some preparations, but the pursuit was still more difficult than he had imagined.
The man was very agile and fast. After chasing him for a long time, Zhuang Baihua only saw his back in a black suit.
He was also wearing a baseball cap and was wrapped up tightly, but Zhuang Baihua could still see that he was rather thin.
This person was indeed just as Zhuang Baihua had imagined, a tech geek with not very good physical fitness.
Chi Yue was very familiar with the structure of the boxing gym. Even with Zhuang Baihua, he quickly caught up with the man. Zhuang Baihua quickly said to him, "Go quickly, don't worry about me."
Chi Yue turned around and glanced at Zhuang Baihua, who nodded at him, "Come on."
Chi Yue turned around and chased after him at the fastest speed.
Zhuang Baihua looked at his figure, and in a few jumps, he arrived right behind the man.
The person in front suddenly stopped and faced Chi Yue. Zhuang Baihua saw from afar that the man's face was black and he must be wearing a mask.
Then the two of them started fighting, and the fight was back and forth.
The black stalker's punches and kicks are pretty good. Although not very powerful, at least he controls his moves in moderation and every move is in place. His moves actually have some resemblance to Wei Congsen's.
Zhuang Baihua: “?”
It suddenly turned into an action movie. What happened to the technical geek’s martial arts value not being enough