Thirty Percent Strength …
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In Zhongnan Mountains, whether it was Qin Sheng or Hao Lei, they might not be able to tell who were the real masters of self-cultivation and who were just ordinary people who went with the flow. But Qin Sheng's grandfather could tell at a glance. The hermits that he had brought Qin Sheng to meet since he was young were all really powerful figures.
Therefore, after Qin Sheng got into trouble, he immediately thought of Zhongnan Mountains. He quickly sorted out the people who could help him based on their strength, temperament, friendship, and so on. This old man was the first choice, because Qin Sheng knew that the old man had a few powerful disciples. His grandfather also said that his attainments in martial arts were at the level of a true grandmaster.
It was the first time that Hao Lei had met such a person. He did not dare to be rash. He continued, "Old man, Qin Sheng is in trouble. I need your help."
"I haven't seen my old friend for two years. How is Sheng 'er?" The old man finally opened his eyes and stared at Hao Lei.
That kind of look was so breathtaking in the dim thatched cottage. It seemed that it had locked on Hao Lei. Hao Lei did not dare to look at the old man. He lowered his head and said, "Old man, Qin Sheng has just arrived in Shanghai. His life may be in danger."
The old man frowned slightly and said, "Remember this number. Go find him and tell him that I want him to go to Shanghai."
Then the old man slowly said a string of phone numbers. Hao Lei quickly took out his phone and wrote it down. This made him feel like modern life. Otherwise, he would always feel weird.
"Okay, you can go now. When you see Sheng 'er, tell him not to forget to come back often to see his grandfather." The old man said casually. Then he waved his hand and closed his eyes again to continue meditating.
Hao Lei slightly bowed to the old man and then left the thatched cottage. After walking out of the yard, he immediately ran away. He really did not want to stay a second longer.
After leaving Zhongnan Mountains, Hao Lei wanted to call Qin Sheng. But in the end, he felt that he should find that man first. So he decisively dialed that number. After a while, the phone was connected. A very polite voice came from the other side. "Oh, are you Brother Wang's friend? I've already arranged a private room for you. Are you here? I'll come down to pick you up."
"I'm not Brother Wang's friend." Hearing this, Hao Lei felt that it was so familiar.
The other side was still polite. "Oh, you are not Brother Wang's friend. Then who are you?"
"Your master asked me to look for you," Hao Lei said straightforwardly to avoid any further misunderstandings.
After hearing Hao Lei's words, the person on the other end of the line was stunned. There was no sound for a few seconds. Hao Lei continued to ask, "Excuse me, where are you? Are you in Xi 'an? Where can I find you?"
After about two or three minutes, the person on the other side finally said, "West Street, formerly known as Capitol One, now known as Capitol Seven. Do you know?"
However, this voice was no longer as passionate as before. It was extremely cold.
"I know." Hao Lei smiled awkwardly. No wonder the man's voice sounded so familiar. It turned out that he was from the club. The Seventh Congress was one of the most high-end nightclubs in Xi 'an. Most people knew about it even if they had never been there.
West Street was the entertainment street of Xi 'an at night. From Guangji Street to Qiaozikou, plus the Pink Alley in the south, there were more than ten nightclubs and nightclubs. The Seventh Congress was at the edge of Qiaozikou. At night, business was booming.
Chang Baji, who had just reached 40 years old, was the security manager of this nightclub. He had been here for four to five years. He was amiable and did not put on airs. Whether it was ordinary staff, security guards or waitresses, they all called him Brother Chang. It was said that he had saved the life of the big boss behind the scenes. The big boss had always wanted to promote him, but he felt that it was good for him to stay here. Therefore, no one in the entire Seventh Congress dared not to give him face.
Chang Baji was not tall, only a little more than 1.7 meters. However, his body was well-proportioned. It was just that his face was disappointing. He often mocked himself for being born at a time when he was ugly. He could not blame anyone for being ugly. In addition, his hair was combed into a two point eight hairstyle, and he had used god knows how much hair gel on his head. It was really too f * cking eye-piercing. However, he was easy-going and could chat with anyone. No matter who was in trouble, he would help them. However, if they really provoked him, everyone knew what the consequences would be. The most important thing was that the big boss trusted him, so no one dared to do anything to him.
Therefore, whether it was some female staff or waitresses, they could not help but be attracted to him like moths to a flame. Moreover, with his position in the Seventh Congress, he could easily have sex with anyone he wanted. However, Chang Baji's bottom line was to keep a distance from these women. From the beginning until now, there had been no romantic relationship between him and these women.
"Brother Chang, you are handsome again tonight." When Chang Baji received a call from Hao Lei and was about to leave, a waitress who had just returned from sending a customer winked at him and swayed her hips coquettishly.
Chang Baji walked over and slapped her butt. "Yueyue, which Boss Shen of yours didn't come to support us tonight? What time is it now?"
"He called me and said he would be arriving soon. Brother Shen said he would treat you to dinner when he is free," the beauty called Yueyue said coquettishly.
Chang Baji replied with a smile, "Okay, anytime."
Along the way, whether it was an ordinary employee or a young lady, they all greeted Chang Baji politely or teased him a little. Chang Baji greeted everyone with a smile. Although he was ugly, his popularity was really good.
At the entrance of the Seventh Congress, Hao Lei parked his car by the roadside. He did not go in. He stood at the entrance and smoked. Several security guards were staring at him, afraid that he would do something out of line.
When Chang Baji came out, several security guards bowed and ran over to greet him. Chang Baji threw a box of Yellow Crane Tower 1916 to his buddies. The security guards laughed and joked. Chang Baji had already noticed Hao Lei. After all, he was the only one at the entrance.
He walked over slowly, squinted and asked, "Are you Hao Lei?"
Hao Lei nodded. When he was on the phone just now, he already knew that the man's name was Chang Baji. This name was unique, but he did not expect it to be a middle-aged man instead of a young man. Chang Baji looked too old, which was why Hao Lei had misunderstood him.
When the security guards saw that he was Brother Chang's friend, they dismissed the alarm and left.
"Have you met my master?" Chang Baji asked calmly without a smile on his face.
To be honest, Hao Lei thought that the old immortal's disciple would also look like a master. He did not expect that he would be so vulgar and vulgar, completely different from the old immortal. Moreover, he was working in such a place, which was somewhat disdainful. With his old appearance, how could he help Qin Sheng in Shanghai?
"Yes," Hao Lei said disapprovingly.
Chang Baji lit a cigarette, touched his dry hair and asked, "What's the matter? Say it, I'm busy."
Chang Baji looked down on Hao Lei, and Hao Lei also looked down on Chang Baji. The atmosphere was a little stiff.
"Your master wants you to go to Shanghai with me," Hao Lei said arrogantly.
Chang Baji stared at Hao Lei with his small eyes and said, "Why?"
"Qin Sheng is in danger in Shanghai. Your master wants you to go and help him," Hao Lei said casually as he flicked the cigarette ash.
"Qin Sheng? Old Master Qin's grandson? " After hearing this name, Chang Baji pondered for a few seconds and then remembered that he knew something about the old master. He was a master that even his master had to be respectful to.
However, now his master wanted him to go to Shanghai to help a brat who was still wet behind the ears. This was somewhat unacceptable to him, not to mention that he had to give up everything in Xi 'an.
Hao Lei still said in the same casual tone, "Yes."
Chang Baji suddenly sneered and said, "You look down on me?"
Hao Lei's face changed slightly, but he did not say anything.
"Have you been a soldier?" Chang Baji could tell from Hao Lei's standing posture that he had definitely been a soldier.
Hao Lei snorted and said, "Does it matter?"
"Then let me see what you're capable of." Chang Baji's smile suddenly became wider, and it was even more terrifying and strange.
After saying this, he directly made a move to test Hao Lei. He went straight to Hao Lei's neck with one hand. Obviously, he wanted to subdue Hao Lei's throat with one move. However, Hao Lei was after all a sharp knife in the army's Reconnaissance Battalion and had been selected into the special forces. If he was subdued so easily, it would be really embarrassing.
Hao Lei did not expect Chang Baji to suddenly make a move. In a panic, he took a few steps back and punched at Chang Baji's arm at the same time. Chang Baji smiled and dodged to the side. Then he moved forward and hit Hao Lei's chest with his elbow. At this time, Hao Lei had already calmed down. He calmly blocked Chang Baji's elbow with both hands, and then without hesitation, he counterattacked with a whip kick to Chang Baji's back.
The two people who were chatting suddenly started fighting, which surprised the security guards of Congress No.7. They immediately surrounded them. No matter what, Chang Baji was a senior member of Congress No.7. Of course, they had to help Chang Baji.
However, they could not get close to them at all. Both of them were not ordinary people. Chang Baji's fighting skills were needless to say. The security guards had never seen him fight. If someone really drank too much and caused trouble, he would not be needed. They only heard that he had helped their boss to deal with a few people. When he fought, he hurt people. No one could subdue him. It was just that he always chose to keep a low profile.
At this time, it was the first time for them to see Chang Baji fight. Moreover, he met a good opponent. The way the two of them fought like a raging fire really opened their eyes to the world.
At the beginning, Chang Baji was just testing Hao Lei's strength. After knowing Hao Lei's strength, he finally started to treat him seriously. After Hao Lei's kick, Chang Baji took two steps back and directly reached out to grab Hao Lei's ankle. Then he kicked Hao Lei's other calf. He was so powerful that Hao Lei directly bent over in pain. Chang Baji dodged Hao Lei's random punches and grabbed his collar at lightning speed. Before Hao Lei could come back to his senses, he directly threw him out and hit a Cayenne.
At this time, Hao Lei finally understood that this man in front of him was actually a master who pretended to be weak. He could not blame others. Who asked him to look down on him, thinking that he was an old man. Who knew that he would be beaten up by him?
After coming back to his senses, Hao Lei felt that he was really a little stupid. After all, Chang Baji was the disciple of that old immortal. How could he be useless? Otherwise, that old immortal would not have asked him to go to Shanghai to help Qin Sheng.
After Hao Lei was thrown out, a group of security guards wanted to kick him when he was down. However, they were stopped by Chang Baji. He slowly walked over and took the initiative to reach out his hand to help Hao Lei up. Hao Lei did not refuse and accepted the olive branch wholeheartedly. However, he was somewhat embarrassed. After all, he was a master in the army who defeated everyone in the camp.
Chang Baji did not want to talk nonsense with Hao Lei and asked directly, "When are you leaving?"
Hao Lei rubbed his sore calf and said, "Send me your ID card later. I will help you buy a plane ticket. See you at the airport tomorrow morning at 10 o 'clock."
"Okay, see you at the airport at 10 o 'clock."
After saying this, Chang Baji did not care about Hao Lei anymore. He turned around and went back to Congress No.7, leaving Hao Lei in a state of confusion. Because he knew that Chang Baji might have only used 30% of his strength.
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