When it was almost three o'clock, this group of people had already drunk a few rounds of tea. Their target, the owner of the Renwu Guild Hall, Zhao Jingjing, had finally arrived with his two junior brothers.
Zhao Jingjing's walking posture was a little strange, but if one didn't look closely, they wouldn't be able to tell.
Although she had broken that layer in her early years, it was her first time doing it, and she had done it for such a long time, so she was somewhat uncomfortable.
Therefore, she rolled her eyes at the Qin dynasty along the way.
"It's all your fault. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been late!"
Zhao Jingjing berated.
"Yes, yes, yes, it's all my fault. Walk slowly. "
The Qin dynasty repeatedly bowed their heads and apologized.
"Senior Sister, Junior Brother, what's wrong?"
Xiaohu pretended not to understand and kept asking, "Why are we late because of Junior Brother? What are you talking about? Why don't I understand? "
"Ahem, nothing."
Zhao Jingjing quickly waved her hand and said, "It's nothing. Before I left today, I sparred with my Senior Sister. We fought for a long time."
"Ah!" Xiao Hu immediately asked, "Who won?"
"It's a draw, a draw."
Qin Chao shook his shoulders and said, "Even now, my waist and legs are still aching."
Zhao Jingjing glared at him.
Xiaohu almost didn't recognize him and laughed out loud. Fortunately, he knew what would happen if he laughed, so he struggled to hold it in.
At that moment, Zhao Jingjing brought the two of them into the Fragrant Tea House.
As soon as she entered, she realized that everyone was looking at them with strange expressions.
Even the customers on the first floor were no exception.
"Please come upstairs!"
The waiter never rejected customers. When he saw the three of them, he quickly said, "Uncle Hong has been waiting upstairs for a long time."
"Okay, thanks for the hard work."
Zhao Jingjing nodded to the waiter and then went up to the second floor with Qin dynasty and the others.
The second floor was not small, but it was filled with Martial Masters. Among them, Hong Lingtong led a group of Martial Masters to the best seats. All of them had bitter expressions, none of them happy.
Seeing Zhao Jingjing come up, the Eagle Claw Fist martial artist, Du Hao, slammed the table and said.
"Not bad, Headmaster Zhao. I really didn't expect you to be so arrogant on the first day of your dojo's opening. Our Uncle Hong personally invited you, but you can still be late. You really don't take our entire street's Martial Arts Association seriously, do you? "
"I'm sorry, something happened and delayed me. I, Zhao Jingjing, apologize to everyone here."
Since he had entered this place, he should at least give some face to his previous seniors.
Since Zhao Jingjing was so polite, Qin Dynasty didn't think much of it.
But if that guy in black dared to go a little overboard, he would definitely knock his front teeth out.
Moreover, when Senior Sister brought him here, she repeatedly warned him not to be impulsive and fight.
Sigh, how torturous.
"I just need to apologize?"
Du Hao's meaning seemed to be unforgiving.
But at this time, Hong Lingtong waved his hand and said.
"Headmaster Zhao, please take a seat."
Everyone moved a chair over and placed it beside the private room.
Since only one chair was brought, naturally, it was for Zhao Jingjing to sit.
Qin Dynasty and Xiaohu stood on the left and right of Zhao Jingjing.
"Headmaster Zhao, I'm giving you face, but you're too insincere."
Hong Lingtong said while slowly sipping his tea.
"Not to mention that you're late, it seems that I only invited you."
"These two are my Junior Brothers. They also have a part in the dojo's matters."
Zhao Jingjing explained.
"Since they're only Junior Brothers, they're not qualified to talk to us."
Du Hao said haughtily, "Everyone here is a dojo master level figure. What's the matter with you letting your two Junior Brothers here? "
"What do you mean!"
It was obvious that he was looking down on him, which made Xiaohu very angry.
He took a step forward, but was stopped by Qin Dynasty.
"Don't mind his words, it's useless."
He had let down his Senior Sister first, so he had to listen to his Senior Sister's warning to Qin Dynasty. Therefore, this time, he behaved very obediently.
"Oh right, I just heard that there's a Martial Master in your dojo who sent Li Chengji flying with a single palm strike? I wonder who it is? "
Sitting beside Hong Lingtong, the Eight Trigrams Dojo Master, Lin Xinghai, spoke up at this time.
"It's my junior brother."
Zhao Jingjing pointed at Qin Dynasty, "He's called Qin Dynasty, the youngest junior brother who entered my sect the latest."
"Oh?"
The few dojo masters couldn't help but look at each other. The youngest junior brother who entered the sect the latest had sent Li Chengji flying with a single palm strike? Although Li Chengji didn't have much ability, this also meant that these descendants of the Liu Clan Fist were not the kind of swindling martial arts swindlers.
"Heh, that Li Chengji is just an idiot. What's so good about defeating him?"
Du Hao curled his lips, "Which of the people here is someone that Li Chengji would dare to provoke?"
"Director Zhao."
The moment Hong Lingtong spoke, the surrounding people immediately quietened down and listened to the old man speak, "Do you know why a Martial Master from the Korean Dojo dared to bully you?"
"I don't understand, please enlighten me, Uncle Hong."
"Because this martial arts street is filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are real martial arts experts, and there are also some nameless swindlers. That Li Chengji obviously treats you all as swindlers. As for the real martial arts masters, they are all sitting here right now. Only the true successors of the martial arts have the qualifications to drink tea with us. "
"So that's how it is. Then I, Zhao Jingjing, am honored."
As Zhao Jingjing spoke, she cupped her hands.
"Don't say that too early."
However, Uncle Hong waved his hand again and said, "I, Hong Lingtong, am a very reasonable person. I invited you here today because I want to invite you to join our Martial Arts Association. "
"Of course, thank you, Uncle Hong."
"I said, don't say thank you too early."
Uncle Hong drank his tea and said, "I said, I am a very reasonable person. Since ancient times, this kind of thing, if there is a first, there will be a second. If you want to join our association, you have to abide by our rules. "
"That's natural."
"Young people are always impatient," Uncle Hong chuckled and said, "I haven't finished speaking, but you have interrupted me again and again. I said, I am a very reasonable person. You are young and impulsive, I won't lower myself to your level. Let me tell you the conditions first, then it won't be too late for you to agree. "
"Uncle Hong, please speak."
Zhao Jingjing was still polite.
"First, as a member of the association, you have to listen to the president's orders. Of course, now that I, Hong Lingtong, am not talented, I have become the president. Second, after joining the association, you have to pay some tribute every month. Actually, to put it bluntly, it's just a membership fee. "As for this amount, it's not that high. Twenty thousand a month is just for show …"
Hearing this, Xiao Hu couldn't hold it in any longer. Qin dynasty pulled him from the side.
Zhao Jingjing also kept a straight face and continued to listen.
"The third and most important point is the sharing of resources. Everyone was a brother in the association. Whoever ate the meat naturally couldn't let the others drink the soup. As for Curator Zhao, you are a newcomer. Therefore, I will give you a quota of fifty people. If there are more than fifty students, you will have to assign the rest to the various dojos. "
Qin dynasty finally understood what was going on. What JB tea party? To put it bluntly, he was just jealous of the Renwu Guild Hall accepting disciples.
Moreover, the moment he opened his mouth, he asked for twenty thousand a month. F * ck, he was paying protection fees!
"I said, I am a very reasonable person. If Curator Zhao agrees to these conditions, we will be on the same side from now on. Those people from the Korean and Japanese pavilions will not dare to provoke Curator Zhao anymore. "
"Uncle Hong, I can still agree to the first of your conditions. Isn't the second and third a bit too much? "
Zhao Jingjing said.
"Too much?"
Du Hao slammed the table and said, "Hey, let me tell you, Uncle Hong is already very reasonable. If it was me, it wouldn't be too much to ask you to pay a hundred thousand a month! Moreover, the rules of this street are that newly opened dojos cannot accept disciples for three months. If you can accept fifty people now, you can just go and be happy! "
"That means, there's nothing to talk about, is there?"
Without waiting for Zhao Jingjing to speak, Qin dynasty asked.
"I am a very reasonable person."
Uncle Hong patted the lid of the tea and said calmly, "It's not that we don't want to talk, but we have given you the conditions. If you agree, we can continue our discussion. "
"Talk, talk your ass!"
Xiao Hu could not hold it in any longer and scolded, "According to what you said, our dojo is still open!"
"Xiao Hu, shut up!"
Zhao Jingjing hurriedly gave Xiao Hu a look.
At this time, the corner of Uncle Hong's mouth twitched slightly. It had probably been a long time since he had been shouted at like this.
Everyone on the second floor stood up and glared at the three successors of the Liu Family Fist.
"Kid, you dare to scold Uncle Hong? I think you're tired of living!"
Du Hao clenched his fists and made a cracking sound. The threat was very obvious.
"He's still young and has a bad temper. Please don't be angry, Curator."
Zhao Jingjing quickly exonerated Xiao Hu.
"Senior Sister, sit down."
At this time, Qin dynasty stretched out his hand and gently pressed Zhao Jingjing's shoulder, pressing her back to her seat.
"These people in front of you … Oh, no, they can't be called humans. The pack of wolves in front of you clearly wants to eat us. It's useless for you to continue tolerating them. "
"But … But when I came out, Father told me to be patient and not to lose my temper …"
Zhao Jingjing clenched her fists.
Actually, she could not hold it in any longer. If she was in the island, with her temper, she would have already gone up and given them a beating.
But it was different now. She wanted to support a dojo, so she had to be magnanimous.
"This is not a question of whether you can tolerate it or not."
Qin dynasty pointed to the people in front of him, "Which one of them has ever thought of tolerating you?"
"Hey, kid!"
Du Hao glanced at Qin dynasty, "Do you think that you're invincible just because you defeated Li Chengji?"
As he spoke, he looked around and said, "Let me tell you, everyone in this room can beat Li Chengji's showy fists and legs like it's a game."
"No wonder there's a saying."
Qin dynasty chuckled, "A Chinese is a dragon. A group of Chinese is a worm. This bit of backbone of the people has been destroyed by you. "
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