Soon, they arrived at the border, and everyone alighted from the car.
Mu Zixiao and Master Wang, who knew how to wash, cut, and blow, stood face to face. Mu Zixiao got into a stance and said in a deep voice, "Old man, I'm serious. It's not too late for you to surrender now. Don't end up in the hospital because of me."
Master Wang casually relaxed his arms and legs, took out a pipe from his pocket, and lit it up. As he puffed out smoke, he said, "Don't worry. Can I really hit you? You won't take revenge, right? "
"Just kidding, I'm not that despicable." Speaking up to this point, Mu Zixiao fiercely shouted, "Be careful!"
His shout was earth-shattering. Even Hong Dali, who was at the side, was shaken. Then, he saw Mu Zixiao throw a punch. The punch was fast, fierce, and accurate, and then …
Then, he saw Master Wang, who was as skinny as a monkey, grab Mu Zixiao's fist and flip over. Then, he squatted on Mu Zixiao's shoulder and smoked. After taking two puffs, he laughed and said, "Young man, you're still a little slow …"
Everyone's jaws dropped to the ground.
As Hong Dali's personal driver, Wang Mingyu was also an expert in martial arts. But after seeing Master Wang's skills, he couldn't help but praise him. "Amazing! He's really an expert! "
Tang Muxin softly asked, "Uncle Wang, can you beat him?"
Wang Mingyu decisively shook his head. "I'm not his match either."
Tang Muxin let out a long sigh. Hong Dali's luck was almost heaven-defying. Who would have thought that this old man was actually such an expert? Even the driver and bodyguard, Wang Mingyu, was not his match.
As the saying goes, an expert's skill was obvious once he made a move. At this point, it was useless to continue fighting. Mu Zixiao was convinced. "Master, you're really my master! I'm convinced, I'm really convinced! " He had no choice but to be convinced. If Master Wang was willing, he could easily slap him a few times. But since he didn't, Mu Zixiao naturally couldn't chase after him.
Anyway, the difference in strength was obvious, and everyone present knew who would win.
Master Wang lightly jumped down from Mu Zixiao's shoulder and smiled as he walked in front of Hong Dali. He was a little embarrassed as he scratched his head. "Young Master Dali, do you think my skills are good enough? Is this job worth 5,000 yuan a month okay? "The old man was still thinking about the 5,000 yuan a month.
"Fifty thousand a month." Without hesitation, Hong Dali increased it tenfold, his eyes sparkling. "From now on, Geezer Wang, you will be the martial arts coach for my lackeys. How about that?"
This time, it was Mu Zixiao's turn to be anxious. He rushed to Geezer Wang's side and hugged his thigh. "Master! You are my master! I'll pay one hundred thousand a month! Teach me martial arts! "
Old Man Wang didn't even bother with him. He kicked him out and said, "Young man, there has to be a first come, first served rule for everything, right? I've already promised Young Master Dali. As people in the pugilistic world, we have to keep our promises. Young Master Dali, is it true that you said 50,000 yuan a month? "
"24K pure gold!" Hong Dali grinned. "How is it?"
"Let's do it!" Geezer Wang agreed without hesitation.
Mu Zixiao's face was full of tears.
Who would have thought that an old man who raced and hit people's rearview mirrors would be a martial arts expert? Why was it that he was too late?
"I say, Old Xiao," Hong Dali couldn't bear to see him like this. "You like martial arts so much? I saw that you were quite strong just now. How long have you been training? "
"Ten years. Sigh." Mu Zixiao sat on the ground and sighed. "I originally thought that my skills were not bad. I was confident that I could face five or six people who had never trained before. I didn't expect that there would always be a higher mountain." Speaking up to this point, he got angry. "I say, Geezer Wang, with such high martial arts skills, why did you hit people's rearview mirrors? If you need money, come and find me. With your skills, it wouldn't be a problem to give you one million or eight hundred thousand! "
"How can you say that, little brat." Geezer Wang stretched out his tobacco pipe and knocked on Mu Zixiao's head. Mu Zixiao couldn't dodge even if he wanted to. This time, he regretted it even more. He heard Geezer Wang say, "In this day and age, learning martial arts is just to strengthen your body. What's the use of being a little stronger? It's not like you can make a living! If I'm good at martial arts, can I go out and rob people? Won't I still have to rely on selling my skills to earn some wine money? Furthermore, what's the use of learning martial arts? Is it just to fight outside and beat up whoever you don't like? "
"That … that's not it …" Mu Zixiao's face was full of grievance. "I'm doing it to protect myself …"
"You still have the cheek to say that." Geezer Wang pouted. "When I got on the car, I felt that you had a murderous aura. It's the feeling of wanting to fight someone after practicing martial arts for a long time. Young man, in ancient times, practicing martial arts was for the country and the people. It was understandable to be a hero who got rid of the evil. But now, in a society governed by law, if you still think that practicing martial arts is to show off your skills, then your starting point is wrong. " As he spoke, he looked at Hong Dali. "Young Master Dali, let me ask you something. I will pass all my skills to you. Will you learn them?"
Hearing Geezer Wang's words, the surrounding people were all envious. To exaggerate a little, if one learned all his skills, he would definitely be a modern version of a hero. It was not a small matter.
In the end, Hong Dali decisively shook his head without thinking. "I don't want to learn these. Being a prodigal is my wish. Fighting and killing are not suitable for me."
Sighs could be heard all around. Mu Zixiao was the most depressed.
He wanted to learn but couldn't. Hong Dali didn't want it even when it was given to him. There was a gap between them.
Geezer Wang laughed and shook his head. "I knew it. Actually, I'm only willing to follow you because of this. Of course, the salary can't be low, hehe." As he spoke, he took two more puffs of his cigarette and said, "Speaking of which, I've lived for so many years and I've seen through martial arts. It's fine to cultivate one's character, it's fine to use it as a way to maintain one's health, but it's definitely not okay to use it as a weapon to fight.
Speaking up to this point, Geezer Wang walked to a small tree nearby. He drew a semicircle with his right hand and fiercely pushed it. With a crack, the small tree broke on the spot. He said, "I know some heavy blows too. But this thing, sigh, other than people like Young Master Dali, I can't pass it on to others. Once they go down the wrong path, they will kill without batting an eye …" Speaking up to this point, he felt a little depressed.
It was no wonder he was so depressed. In this modern society, it was inevitable to have some quarrels with others. Young people were full of vigor. Just a few words from the corner of their mouths and they would start fighting. Who could stand that?
While he was depressed, Hong Dali was dumbfounded. He blurted out, "What the heck, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?! You are Hong Qigong?! "
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