Jin Wenwen took Roland to a remote place in the Knife Museum.

Because it is almost autumn, the osmanthus flowers are in bloom and the smell is quite good. There is a faint osmanthus fragrance everywhere.

Jin Wenwen wore a white shirt on the upper body, tight jeans on the lower body, short hair on the ears, and a refined temperament. This neutral beauty will indeed give some people a great sense of regret.

But Roland doesn't, he likes women with femininity.

Moreover, after listening to Xisha's words, he had a very bad sense of Jin Wenwen, so he didn't think there was anything outstanding about her.

"You can really hide." Jin Wenwen took out a lady's cigarette, skillfully placed it, took a suck, spit it out, and then continued: "I have to chase me here."

Roland also smiled: "But aren't you running over with shame?"

Hearing this, Jin Wenwen frowned deeply: "You seem to have a big objection to me?"

"Looking from another perspective, Miss Jin, you are followed by a pervert every day, wanting to figure out where your home lives, how will you feel?"

This was saying that she was a stalker and was of the same nature as a pervert. Jin Wenwen was so angry that the cigarette in her hand almost shook off. After a while, she suppressed her anger and said, "Since you don't like to talk to me more, I'll just say it simple."

Roland raised his eyebrows, an expression that you could say something directly.

Jin Wenwen took a deep breath: "You must have a virtual gaming cabin at home."

"No." Roland shook his head.

"You can't deceive me." Jin Wenwen smiled proudly and said, "I just discovered it as soon as I saw you. You began to have murderous aura. A few months ago, when I first met you, you were cleanly no different from a baby. Now you have more murderous aura and it is still very strong. It is not something that can be condensed by killing one or two people. You have killed many people."

Roland laughed: "If I had killed many people, I would have been arrested by the police long ago. Do you really think of the police officers as a public security officer for a good meal?"

"Yes, I've killed a lot of people, but it's okay. Is there any other possibility besides virtual games?" Jin Wenwen walked to Roland and said, "Only in that game, you kill people at will and will not be implicated in the real world."

Roland yawned, looked at Jin Wenwen who was very close to him, and said, "This is just your guess. I still have to tell you, no."

"It doesn't matter if you say there is nothing, I think it's enough." Jin Wenwen's smile was filled with a poppy temperament: "To be honest, it's purely a waste to keep that virtual cabin in your hands. Giving us martial arts is the best choice."

"Why is it said to be a waste?"

"That virtual cabin is born to be used for warriors, and it should not fall into the hands of you ordinary people."

Roland chuckled: "What era is now? There are still people who think they are more noble. Have you forgotten Chen Shengwang from junior high school? Don't tell me, you came out to box before you even finished junior high school."

"You!" Jin Wenwen was so angry that she threw the lady's cigarette in her hand on the ground, and then stepped on it hard. Her legs were long and straight, like a compass: "I won't talk so much to you, 500,000 yuan, give me the virtual cabin."

Roland shook his head: "I don't."

"Don't be too stubborn, I'm really angry, don't blame me for using some disgraceful means."

Roland felt even more amusing when he heard it: "Now the fight against gangs and evil is so powerful. It's the time to be in the limelight. Do you actually dare to threaten me, an ordinary good citizen. Do you believe it or not and I will report it?"

Now, it’s different from more than ten or twenty years ago that the underworld cannot be arrogant at all.

Jin Wenwen took a deep breath: "Okay, you are awesome. Then I'll add another price for one million."

"I said I didn't, it's not a problem with money." Roland looked at her mockingly: "Do you don't understand what I'm talking about, or are you just deaf?"

Jin Wenwen almost got mad.

She said hatefully: "Okay! You are awesome."

Then he turned around and left.

Then Roland returned to the greenhouse and saw Xisha and Qi Shaoqiu waiting for him.

When Qi Shaoqiu saw him, she laughed: "I saw Jin Wenwen being angry and left. Her expression was the same as when I broke up with her. Her expression was not that ugly, and it was so cool!"

After talking, he was still afraid of Roland's shoulders.

Xisha asked, "What did she say to you?"

"She insisted that I had a virtual cabin and said she wanted to sell it to her for one million. I said no, but she didn't believe it, so she ran away in anger." Roland said casually.

But the two on the other side obviously didn't believe it. They knew Jin Wenwen very well. If it was as simple as Roland said, the other party wouldn't be so angry.

"She still hasn't given up her ambition to compete for the women's championship." Qi Shaoqiu sighed a little.

Xisha put her hands behind her and looked into the distance.

"You are also warriors, aren't you curious whether I have one?" Roland asked curiously.

Qi Shaoqiu said lightly: "So what if there is one? If you want to say it, you will naturally tell us, but if you don't want to say it, you will naturally not tell it. If you ask, it will be useless. Instead, it will hurt your feelings."

Xisha looked at Roland, and there seemed to be autumn water rippling in her beautiful black eyes.

Roland sighed: "Actually there are."

Everyone is so familiar with each other, it’s meaningless to tell lies.

Qi Shaoqiu smiled and showed a little relief.

Xisha took out her hands that were behind her, and a decades-old old yellow paper notebook was held in her palm: "This is my experience. The exercise method of Taoist health preservation is all in it. Take it and take it and return it to me after reading it."

Roland took it, and the girl's body temperature was still there. Roland was stunned for a moment and said solemnly: "Thank you."

Xisha smiled rare again: "No."

At noon, Roland returned home from the Knife Museum. After lunch with his parents, he lay on the bed and looked through Xisha's notebook.

The words "Taoist Health Preservation Experience" are the words "Taoist Health Preservation Techniques", and the fonts are very beautiful and beautiful.

Roland turned page by page, and the human meridians drawn by Xisha on the notebook were lucky and some of her experiences of talking to herself.

After reading it briefly, Roland found that this experience would have a major flaw.

As a girl, Xisha pays too much attention to the whitening effect of this technique.

Almost all of the article is about luck at what acupoints and how long it will keep them, which will make the skin whiter or tighter.

Or it was the secret of black hair.

Is this something useless?

No, very useful.

But for Roland, what he hopes to see more is the experience of improving the direction of mental power.

Not this.

Do you want to train yourself to be a novice?

Well, it seems to be good too.
Chapter completed!