Meng Lang was also a little surprised by this battle.
"Haha! It's so lively today."
Brother Biao asked with some confusion when he saw that there were only a pair of young men with unfamiliar faces behind Meng Lang.
"Brother, why are you alone? Where is consultant Yan?"
Previously, Meng Lang only said that if someone wanted to challenge the Guanzhong Hero, they could just shake Yan Weiwei.
Although I don't know what the code word for "Guanzhong Hero" is, I naturally equate the two.
"It's... not convenient for her today, so she won't come over."
Not very convenient? Why don’t you come over?
Brother Biao looked strange.
As expected of the household with the strongest connections, people are coming to kick you out, but you don’t even bother to find a reason to ask for leave?
"Then these two are..."
"Oh! My friend came here to visit."
Meng Lang didn't explain much and looked at the people opposite...
"Master Meng!" Li Lei looked a little excited when he saw that Meng Lang really came as requested.
"Ahem!" Master Li next to him coughed twice, mustered up his energy and raised his hand towards Meng Lang.
"Thank you to Dr. Meng for saving me last time regardless of previous suspicions. Otherwise, my old bones would have been buried in the soil by now. I will never forget my life-saving grace!"
"Haha! Master Li is too polite. Doctors are kind-hearted. I just happened to meet him at the right time." Meng Lang smiled.
Xiang Wenlong looked at the person in front of him, whom everyone called "Little Brother Meng."
Judging from the words of Master and Disciple Li Lei, it seems that this young man is still an apricot forest expert? Doesn’t he look like his age?
However, he doesn't have the temperament of a master at all, and even his body shape looks like that of an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts. He should not be the target he is looking for.
Just as he was about to step forward to ask, Li Lei took the lead and took out a large paper bag from his bag impatiently, offering it with both hands.
"Master Meng, I'd like to trouble you to make this trip. My master's health can't last long. Please help him diagnose and treat his old man!"
This is all my savings. If it’s not enough, you can tell me how many, and I will definitely find a way to get it together even if I sell everything!”
Everyone looked at the big paper bag in Li Lei's hand in surprise.
As long as it's not "just for fun", it's worth at least hundreds of thousands depending on the size...
Asking someone to go out for a consultation costs hundreds of thousands for a consultation?
What level of miracle doctor is this?
"Hey! Junior brother, who is this Brother Meng?" Tang Xiaoqi was no longer afraid at this time, and came over with a curious look on her face and asked in a low voice.
Who? I want to know too!
Zheng Wan's mind was a little confused at this time.
"Little Brother Meng", "Master Meng", "Miracle Doctor Meng"...how many titles are there?
The key is that every title seems to have many stories in it...
No wonder people said before that "there is no necessary relationship between experience and age."
How much experience does this have to have?
Brother Biao and Ah Xing were also a little surprised, but not at the high medical fee.
They knew that Master Meng was proficient in Feng Shui and fortune, but they didn't expect that he was also proficient in the art of Qi Huang?
But think about it, since ancient times, medicine has always been about medicine, so it seems normal to have this skill?
The master is worthy of being a master!
If I get any "difficult disease" from now on, wouldn't it be possible to save me?
Is Master Meng no more reliable than some small advertisement on a telephone pole?
Thinking about it makes me a little excited!
Brother Biao looked at the thick package of "diagnosis fee" and sneered in his heart, what a master, he only thought about it for just a few hundred thousand...
"Okay! Then I'll accept it. I'll tell you how much the difference is after it's cured, haha!"
Brother Biao: "..."
Seeing that Meng Lang had no intention of refusing at all, he took the paper package directly with a smile. Everyone looked strange.
According to the normal routine, shouldn't a certain miracle doctor say something like "Doctors are benevolent, but talking about money is vulgar" to show off their high integrity?
Even if you want to collect money, in front of so many people, you should just pretend to decline it!
He also said, "We will tell you how much difference we have after it is cured."... Isn't it enough for you to co-author it?
Are all the miracle doctors these days so vulgar?
The only "die-hard fan" Brother Biao was present, and he looked at Meng Lang, who looked like a money-mad man, with a puzzled look on his face...
That's not right! Ah Xing won a prize before and refused the thank you payment of more than 10 million without blinking an eye. It doesn't make sense that just a few hundred thousand can make the master moved, right?
Hmm! Master’s move... must have a profound meaning!
Li Lei looked happy, "I listen to Master Meng, so when can we start treatment?"
"That'll do now."
Meng Lang said and looked at Cheng Biao, "Brother Biao, is there a quieter room?"
Although it was a medical visit, Meng Lang didn't have a proper office. There were huge secrets hidden in his home, so of course he couldn't just take people home casually.
Coupled with the idea of recruiting troops, "Liangshanbo" naturally became the preferred treatment location.
It is said that illness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread. Master Li's old illness cannot be cured in a day or two.
This time it will be familiar again, it depends on whether Brother Biao knows how to seize the opportunity...
"Yes, yes, just the general manager's office over there."
Brother Biao immediately ordered his younger brother to clean up the room and make room for it.
"Okay! Master Li, let's go over there."
Seeing Meng Lang and others about to leave, Xiang Wenlong, who had been standing beside him, finally couldn't bear it anymore!
Hey, hey, hey! The real owner of the kicking club is still here. Are you treating me like nothing?
"Wait a minute, where is the 'Guanzhong Hero'?"
"You are..." Meng Lang turned to look at him.
"My dear Shaolin Xiang Wenlong, I have been invited to challenge you!"
"Oh~" It seems that this is the real person who came to play in the gym.
Meng Lang looked at Xiang Wenlong and looked him up and down. He really had the temperament of a master, especially the cold look on his face...
"Unfortunately, your opponent may not be able to come in the next two days. If you want to challenge, you may have to wait for two days."
"Huh?" Xiang Wenlong frowned.
"There is no limit to the fight. If I lose in battle, I will not survive! I never thought that someone who could say such a thing would still be timid in fighting?"
"Well……"
Although I wrote it myself, it is still a little shameful for someone else to read it out like this...
"That...A Xing!"
"Hey! Brother Meng!" Ah Xing immediately came up to him.
Meng Lang pointed at Ah Xing, "Well, this is our martial artist here. If you can defeat him, you will be eligible for the next challenge."
Xiang Wenlong immediately frowned.
"I've never heard of such a challenge rule!"
"Why is there no more?"
"Where?"
“Isn’t it common sense that the final interpretation right of this event belongs to the organizer?”
Xiang Wenlong: "..."
Seeing the dissatisfied look on the other party's face, Meng Lang patiently explained with a smile.
"Don't worry, this is not a round-robin battle. If you run out of energy, you can always ask to suspend the challenge, or choose another day to fight again. The competition is absolutely fair and just!"
"It's not necessary. I came here this time just to challenge the heroes of Guanzhong!"
"But you see, there is only one hero in Guanzhong, and there must be an endless stream of challengers, right?
It's impossible for people to guard here 24 hours a day, right? Then isn't it reasonable for us to add a little more challenge threshold and eliminate those who are just trying to make up for it?"
"Hmm..." It seems to make sense.
Before Xiang Wenlong spoke, Li Lei, who was anxious to treat his master, was a little dissatisfied.
"What nonsense are you talking about! You already told me that today is inconvenient! Master Meng, please feel free to treat my master, Xiang Wenlong, right? I, Bajiquan Li Lei, also want to learn some Shaolin tricks!"
If you can't even defeat a defeated general like me, then you have no qualifications to challenge the hero of Guanzhong!"
Ah Xing, who was originally excited when he heard there was a fight, now saw that someone actually wanted to cut off his beard, so how could he agree to it?
"Hey! Do you understand that it's first come, first served? That dragon, let's go up and fight first!"
"No matter who comes first, as long as this guy doesn't disturb my master's treatment!"
"It would be best if you don't fight with me. How about we fight each other after I defeat this dragon?"
"Anytime!"
Looking at Axing and Li Lei, who didn't take him seriously at all, Xiang Wenlong's mouth twitched, and a trace of anger finally appeared on his face.
"Bang!" He threw his huge heavy travel bag aside, causing a cloud of smoke and dust.
He twisted his neck and hit hard with both fists!
"Okay! In that case, if you have the skills, feel free to come over! Whether you go up one by one today or all of you together, Guanzhong Hero... I am determined to challenge you!"
The three muscular men looked at each other, fighting spirit bursting out in their eyes!
Meng Lang watched this scene happily and did not stop it.
As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without a fight, but after a fight, friendship will come, right?
Zheng Wan, who was behind Meng Lang, felt like her heart was trembling.
What kind of "Guanzhong Hero", what kind of challenge, why is it that we are about to start a fight after just talking about it?
He felt as if he had accidentally entered the copy of "Juxian Village".
At first it was "gathering of heroes", then suddenly it became "seeking medical advice", and in the end it was "going on a killing spree", right?
I just want to ask, is it too late to return the copy now?
…
The boys immediately began to clean up the venue. Meng Lang did not pay attention to what was happening on the other side of the ring, and first invited Master Li into the manager's office, which served as a temporary clinic.
Then he turned around and threw the substantial package of "diagnosis money" to Cheng Biao, who had been following him.
"Brother Biao, you have caused trouble for everyone. There may be a lot more of this in the future, so just treat it as lost time wages."
"Haha! Okay, I will tell the brothers later that this is the tea fee for Brother Meng to treat everyone to tea."
Brother Biao actually didn't refuse and just collected the money.
Then he came closer and asked in a low voice, "Brother, you are definitely not collecting this money for money, right?"
"Huh? How do you know?"
"Hey! Intuition!"
Meng Lang smiled and looked at the crowd in the direction of the ring, "Brother Biao, the security company is short of people right now, right?"
Brother Biao's eyes lit up.
"There's a shortage! I'm worried about this! Not only are we short of capable manpower, we're also short of coaches. Although Ah Xing can play, he's not that good at all!"
"Well! This one is a senior master of Bajiquan, and his apprentice on the stage can be ranked in the top ten among the younger generation in the world..."
Meng Lang smiled pointedly.
Brother Biao's eyes brightened, "You mean..."
"I have created opportunities for you. Whether you can keep them or not depends on your ability.
Let me remind you, most of those who dare to challenge us have their eyes set higher than their expectations, so it is not easy to stay."
Brother Biao looked a little excited, "Brother, you must have thought of a good idea, right?"
You have great confidence in me?
Meng Lang gave Cheng Biao a funny look, "Yeah! I'll leave you a treasure later, and I'll give you a few words."
"The treasure of the town hall"? It sounds very exciting!
"What are you talking about?" Brother Biao looked at Meng Lang expectantly.
“Living in Suhang, it’s not easy!”
After Meng Lang finished speaking, he turned around with a smile and entered the office, closing the door behind him.
Is it difficult to live in Suzhou and Hangzhou?
Looking at the closed door, Brother Biao frowned and pondered the meaning of this sentence over and over in his mind...
My fingers subconsciously caressed the paper bag in my hand, and I suddenly felt so happy!
Could it be that the master collected this money actually because of...
Let me just say it! Master’s move must have profound meaning!
…
"Gu~" Zheng Wan swallowed nervously.
Thanks to Meng Lang's previous words, "My friend, come in for a visit," the two of them were completely misunderstood and thought they were here specifically to watch the battle.
Plus, Brother Meng brought it personally, so it’s a special treat!
At this time, he and Tang Xiaoqi were arranged in the middle of the ring, in Seat C of the audience.
The point is, there are a bunch of tattooed men all around, and the feeling of oppression is like two pure little lambs mixed in with the wolves...
"Brother, is this a daily match in the boxing gym? Why don't they wear protective gear? Also, who is the Guanzhong Hero? Is it the nickname of a certain gold belt boxer?"
Hearing that Tang Xiaoqi next to him was still asking excitedly about the bald brother next to him who had a sinister face and looked like a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right.
Zheng Wan wants to cry but has no tears!
This psychological quality...
As expected of the person I like, he is indeed beautiful and sassy!
"Brother Axing, come on!"
"Knock him down!"
"Show him something awesome!"
While their minds were still thinking wildly, Ah Xing and Xiang Wenlong were already rushing towards each other on the stage!
"Bang!" "Bang bang!" "Bang bang bang!"
"Ah!" Zheng Wan exclaimed in her heart, trying to avoid looking away, but gradually, she couldn't help but widen her eyes...
This is undoubtedly a fist-fighting, passionate fight between men.
Both sides practiced hard skills, and Xiang Wenlong, who was not physically dominant, was not inferior to the tall and powerful Ah Xing in terms of speed and strength.
As soon as it started, the two sides were in a head-to-head confrontation without any pretense!
"Bang!" "Bang!"
The beads of sweat flying under the spotlight and the muscles pumping during the boxer's movements are actually full of a violent beauty, stirring up the adrenaline in people's hearts!
The dull sound of the collision between fist and body was like beating a drum, making Zheng Wan's heart seem to tremble...
I have only watched some boxing matches on TV, but I never thought that watching them up close would be so shocking!
He widened his eyes and stared at the two men on the ring.
He is a victim of violence and an opponent of violence.
He has been excellent in both morals and academics since he was a child, and he has never had any physical contact with anyone.
But with the hoarse shouts of encouragement around him, fists waving on the stage, and blood splattering, for a moment, he felt that the blood in his chest that had been cooling for many years seemed to begin to boil at this moment...
For the first time, he felt the ultimate aesthetics of violence.
Fight, heaven and earth will count, fight, defeat I will not survive!
For the first time, he deeply understood that power is not necessarily used to bully the weak, but can also be used to protect oneself...
A door to a new world...opened to him...
"Ah~ so awesome! So handsome!" Tang Xiaoqi screamed without any ladylike image.
Zheng Wan: "..."
…
More than half an hour later.
The door to the manager's office was reopened.
Master Li, whose face was much rosier than before, came out first.
He took a long breath, and the smooth breathing he had not seen for a long time made him couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you so much, Doctor Meng! I haven't felt this kind of relaxation in so many years!"
"Haha! Don't call me a miracle doctor. You are an elder. Just call me Xiao Meng!
Master Li, you should take a good rest next time and it is best not to travel long distances.
Come to me for acupuncture every other week, and follow the prescription I gave you to replenish your blood and replenish your qi. I estimate that in a month or two, your old disease will be fundamentally relieved."
Master Li wanted to thank him again, but suddenly he heard an exclamation coming from the direction of the ring not far away.
When he turned around to look, his expression suddenly changed.
He saw his beloved disciple half-kneeling on the ring, one hand twisted irregularly, and large beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead.
"Leiko!"
…
"Crack!"
With just a pull and a twist, the dislocated arm was reattached.
"Okay, it's okay. It's just a dislocated joint. It's nothing serious."
After hearing Meng Lang's words, Master Li breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Lei moved his arms, with a trace of shame on his face.
"Master Meng, I'm sorry, I didn't expect him to be proficient in the Shaolin muscle-splitting and bone-splitting technique..."
Dividing tendons and wrong bones?
Is there really such a unique skill? Meng Lang said he didn't know how powerful it was.
Ah Xing was also grinning while moving the joints that were reattached. The difference is that one of his legs was removed, and he still has some cramps...
Although both of them were bruised and swollen, they were both in good spirits and still had the strength to glare at Xiang Wenlong across from them.
Xiang Wenlong was sitting on the ground to rest. Seeing that the two of them were a little unconvinced, he still smiled coldly.
"Ha! Chengzheng!"
It's just that the nosebleeds didn't stop, which somewhat ruined the master's temperament.
It can be seen that both sides fought hard, but neither of them made a fatal move.
"How's it going? I've proven myself, and I'm not just pretending, right? When can I challenge the heroes of Guanzhong?" Xiang Wenlong looked at Meng Lang.
"Um……"
He didn't expect that on the first day of opening, he would meet such a master.
What a happy worry...
"Forget it, you are the first lucky contestant to challenge me. Since you have made your request sincerely, I will grant it to you."
"Oh! So I can fight the heroes of Guanzhong?" Xiang Wenlong's eyes lit up.
"That's right, you can set a time, you can do it anytime."
"No need, just now! I can still fight!" Xiang Wenlong looked proud.
Meng Lang was not surprised either. He nodded with a smile and looked at Cheng Biao.
"Brother Biao, please clear the place and close the door!"
"Well……"
Xiang Wenlong looked puzzled, it was just a competition, why were you clearing the place?
Could it be that he is worried that losing too badly will affect his reputation?
Ha! Those who seek fame and reputation!
Although Brother Biao didn't quite understand what Meng Lang wanted to do, he immediately followed his instructions and began to dismiss his younger brother and ask everyone to leave the boxing gym.
Master Li Lei and his apprentice looked at each other with strange expressions.
Before leaving, Li Lei couldn't help but asked.
"Um, you...haven't heard of the famous stunt of Guanzhong Hero?"
"The stunt that makes you famous? It's just the Twelve-Road Trick. I haven't seen it before."
"I'm not saying that, I mean..."
"Hmph! Needless to say, I, Xiang Wenlong, never need to know what my opponent can do, I only need to know where my opponent is!"
Looking at the Shaolin disciple who looked arrogant and cold, and was filled with honey and self-confidence, Li Lei finally confirmed.
This is a stupid young man who has never heard of "The Horrible Legend of Jianghu" and comes to challenge...
Alas! Master Meng is indeed a kind-hearted doctor, and even asked people to clear the place and close it in advance.
Being watched by so many people and spreading the word, those people who are just trying to gain fame shouldn't die on the spot?
Thinking back to the unavoidable final kick on Zhongnan Mountain, like an antelope hanging its horns...
Li Lei frowned, gave Xiang Wenlong a sympathetic look, and quickly followed the others out of the boxing gym.
It wasn't until the door of the boxing gym was slammed shut that Xiang Wenlong looked around curiously and asked strangely to Meng Lang, the only one left.
"Hey! Where are the heroes from Guanzhong?"
Meng Lang didn't say anything, he just smiled and started to move his hands and feet.
Xiang Wenlong: "..."
…
outside the door.
"Hey! Why does Brother Meng stay alone in there? Is he a referee?
Who is the hero of Guanzhong? Did you enter through the back door? There was no movement at all, it was mysterious. I really want to go in and have a look..."
Tang Xiaoqi kept asking questions, and Zheng Wan had a black line on his face. How could he possibly know these questions?
Just as he was about to say something, the door suddenly creaked and someone opened it from the inside.
Meng Lang was still holding the medical bag and walked out of it Shiran.
Then he gently closed the door with a gentle movement.
"Hey! Brother Meng, why did you come out so quickly? Has the beating started inside?" Tang Xiaoqi asked quickly.
Meng Lang smiled and said, "Children, don't like to join in the fun so much. Okay, if it's okay, let's all leave.
I’m going back first, there’s still dinner waiting for me at home.”
After saying that, he left the boxing gym straight away without giving the confused people a chance to ask questions, leaving only an enigmatic figure behind...
Everyone looked at each other, feeling like cat paws.
What happened inside?
It was said that the fight started, but why was there no movement at all?
Among the crowd, only Zheng Wan stood there with a strange look on his face.
He happened to be standing at the door just now. When he opened the door, he happened to see part of the scene inside through the crack in the door.
If I saw it correctly, the terrifying and powerful man just now seemed to have fallen on the ring...
But how is this possible?
Is there ten seconds between closing the door and opening the door?
He felt that he must have been dazzled.
But thinking back carefully, the scene was very clear, but the man's fallen posture was a bit strange.
(Xiang Wenlong: "O=z...")
Here comes the big chapter! I wish you all good luck in the Year of the Rabbit and happy family!
