It was no wonder that Tang Muxin and Mu Zixiao were curious. This old man dared to race on an electric scooter. His face was full of oil, and there were not many wrinkles on it. Other than his white hair, beard, and eyebrows, his skinny and short body, he did not look like an old man in his twilight years. No one would doubt that he could live for another 20 or 30 years.
"It's okay, it's okay." The old man hurriedly said, "Young Master, I know I can't afford to pay for your car. I still have to rush to work. What do you think I should do …" Now that things had come to this, he was really a little scared. This car's rearview mirror cost tens of thousands of yuan. If he really asked him to pay for it, he really could not afford it. He could only hope that this rich young master would not stoop to his level. However, the possibility was not very high, or rather, slim …
"Don't be in such a hurry to leave." As expected, Hong Dali did not ask him to leave this time. "I'll forget about the previous collision. This time, you have to do something. I don't need your money, just answer a few questions of mine."
No money required!
Upon hearing these three words, the old man's eyes instantly lit up. "Okay, okay, okay. Go ahead!"
At this time, Tang Muxin was the first to ask, "Grandpa, how do you maintain yourself so well? You're already over 70 years old, yet you're still so young? "
Why else would men and women think differently? Both Hong Dali and Mu Zixiao thought that this old man was not ordinary and that his identity was quite mysterious. Tang Muxin, on the other hand, wanted to know how this old man took care of his skin …
"Life is about exercise." Hearing this question, the old man laughed and replied, "I have nothing to do, so I like to do some boxing and jog in the park in the morning. I usually eat on time and drink one or two glasses of wine every day. When I'm in a good mood, I look young."
"If that's the case, then I will jog every day in the future." The little lass' eyes were full of little stars. "That way, I will always look young."
Originally, Tang Muxin rarely jogged in the morning. However, now that this old man was a living example, she could not help but be tempted. After all, it was in women's nature to love beauty. Who didn't want to stay young forever?
While she was thinking about beauty, Hong Dali was curious about what this old man did for a living. He asked, "Old man, what do you do for a living? How should I address you?"
"My surname is Wang." The old man replied, "Young Master, you can just call me Geezer Wang. As for what I do …" He laughed dryly. "It's just a part-time job. There's a small barber shop not far from here. I wash, cut, and blow the hair of those old men and women."
"Master Wang of Washing, Scissors, Blowing." Hong Dali smiled and asked, "Then, what kind of boxing do you practice? Is it powerful?"
"It's just for fun." Master Wang said, "Actually, it's nothing much. It's just Bagua Roaming Dragon Palm, Taiji Fist, Xingyi Fist, Tongbei Fist, Shaolin Fist, Wudang Fist, Xingyi Fist, Bajiquan, Gua Fist, Wuzu Crane Fist, Drunken Fist, Three Emperor Cannon Hammer Fist, Six Directions Eight Fist, Big Grappling Hand, Small Grappling Hand … I can do them all."
Mu Zixiao's eyeballs almost popped out. Hong Dali's luck was really heaven-defying!
This old man who bumped into his rearview mirror twice was a martial arts master!
Mu Zixiao himself had barely practiced Xingyi Fist and Bajiquan of the martial arts that this old man was talking about. As for the rest, he had never even heard of them!
"Old man, are you telling the truth?" Mu Zixiao had to confirm this matter. Otherwise, he would not be able to sleep well. "Why don't we have a spar?"
When he said that, both Hong Dali and Tang Muxin's eyes lit up. Hong Dali: "Wow, Old Mu, you actually know boxing too?!"
Mu Zixiao gloomily said, "Don't call me Old Mu. I'll always hear it as Old Mother. Call me Old Xiao …"
"Okay, Old Xiao." Hong Dali nodded.
At this time, Master Wang of Washing, Scissors, Blowing became anxious. "Aiyo, Young Master, I'm really anxious. If I'm late and delay other people's business, my salary will be deducted. Moreover, I don't dare to fight with you …"
Hong Dali snapped his fingers. "How about this, Old Man. From now on, you will work for me. You'll get 5,000 a month. Food and lodging will be provided. How's that?"
Tang Muxin anxiously said, "Dali, if you know if it's real or fake, why do you accept him directly? What if he's just bragging? "
"It's okay." Hong Dali grinned. "If he's bragging, Old Xiao will definitely beat him up!"
Mu Zixiao nodded. "Old man, how about it? Young Master Hong Dali said 5,000 a month. That's not a small salary, right?" He really wanted to see if this old man was really a martial arts expert, so he decisively cooperated.
"Really, 5,000 a month? Food and lodging? " Hearing this price, Master Wang's eyes lit up even more than Hong Dali's. "I didn't study much. You're not lying to me, right?"
"As long as what you said is true, it'll be 5,000 a month!" Hong Dali said with certainty. "How about it? Do you dare? If you dare, get on the car! "
"I'll do it!" Master Wang kicked the electric scooter away. "Why would I ride this crappy thing if it's 5,000 a month? The brakes aren't even good …" As he spoke, he was about to get on the car. After thinking for a while, he still felt embarrassed. "That, Young Master, I'm afraid my clothes will dirty your car …"
"Cut the crap." Hong Dali directly pushed open the car door. "Get on!"
"Alright!" Once he heard that he could earn 5,000 a month just by competing with this older man, the old man became more courageous. "Then, I won't stand on ceremony." Once he got on the car, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Aiya, this car is really good. I've lived my whole life, and the most expensive car I've ever sat in was a Putian that cost more than 100,000. That's not bad. Compared to Young Master's car, tsk tsk tsk! "
"What's wrong with a comparison?" Hong Dali grinned. "Is the difference that big?"
"Big! How is it not big! "Geezer Wang said," Look at your car, it's spacious. It can even stretch one's legs! It even comes with a small refrigerator. Look at the leather cushions. Aiya, good car! Good car! When I go back, I'll have a lot to brag about in front of those old fellows! "
As the saying went, good words were loved by everyone. Tang Muxin smiled and said, "Grandpa Wang, your martial arts must be very good, right?"
"Good!" Geezer Wang said, "I'm good at washing, cutting, and blowing! In five minutes, I can tidy up my hair neatly … "
"Old fellow!" Mu Zixiao, who was at the side, couldn't help but say, "She's asking about your martial arts, your punching and kicking skills, not your washing, cutting, and blowing!"
"That," Geezer Wang said. "I've been practicing for my whole life, so it's just so-so. A few years ago, I even had a nickname, Flying Eagle Wang Daoming. That was referring to me — yup, that was forty to fifty years ago. Even if I told you, you probably wouldn't know. Let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it!"
Hong Dali didn't know if there really was a Flying Eagle, but at least he knew that this old man was called Wang Daoming …
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