He took Chen Sangu and others to the backyard of the villa. Weng Lingbo trotted to Zhang Qi and explained the situation respectfully.

"I'll be here today and make up for it tomorrow." Zhang Qi was not unfamiliar with human nature, but he was not very human nature. He almost scared Tang Ying, who was practicing martial arts, in one sentence. How could he live tomorrow's schoolwork plus today's work?

"Master Tang, Chen came uninvited to ask for a cup of tea." Although Chen Sangu was surprised by the situation in the yard, he still felt that he bowed to Tang Ying within the scope of his acceptance ability.

He would not go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. Tang Ying believed that he could only know Chen Sangu, but he would not have found himself in a different city in China, so Chen Sangu came to visit him.

But in front of Zhang Qi, Tang Ying was quite happy to have some martial arts friends visit him, and at least he would also express his status and ability.

He looked at Zhang Qi's expression carefully. After receiving the latter's nod, Tang Ying smiled and said to Chen Sangu: "Master Chen, I didn't expect that we could meet in Huayi City. Who is this?"

"Oh, let me introduce it. This is the founder of the Chu Group. Mr. Chu Wansong and Chu. Mr. Chu has an old age and likes to date friends like us, haha." Chen Sangu introduced the identity of the old man with a slight expression.

The identity of a warrior cannot fully express his status by just judging his strength. This relationship and origin are also very important. In the late martial arts era, the proportion of money and consortiums in the relationship between the rivers and lakes is heavy.

As the founder of the most famous consortium in Huayi City, Chu Wansong is rich and powerful. He used to be a martial artist. He has a good status in the world now, especially in Huayi City, who can be considered half a master.

"It turns out to be Mr. Chu, I have been to Huayi City for a long time." Tang Ying came to Huayi City for a few days and heard of the Chu Group. He still admired Chu Wansong, who was able to create such a big foundation. However, after seeing Zhang Qi's methods, he no longer valued the late martial arts era, and the arrogance of the high-level warrior in his heart was even more serious.

"Master Tang came to Huayi City, and later he would give Chu a chance to be a landlord." Chu Wansong talked politely with Tang Ying with a smile. He has also practiced martial arts since he was a child and was very interested in making friends with these masters who are both warriors and master some martial arts school.

"Ling Bo, sort out the place, that..." After saying a few words to Chu Wansong, Tang Ying habitually gave orders, and finally suddenly remembered that he had not introduced Zhang Qi yet.

On the spot, Tang Ying fell into a cold sweat. This was Zhang Qi's house. He was Zhang Qi's apprentice and his friends came to visit. According to the rules, if Zhang Qi is present, he must first give Zhang Qi a gift.

He turned his head nervously to look at Zhang Qi. Tang Ying found that Zhang Qi didn't seem to care much, and was still talking to Su Qin.

"Look at what I'm doing, please invite someone to the living room, and I'll go out later." Feeling Tang Ying's gaze, Zhang Qi said indifferently. Since accepting this apprentice, he has felt the strange eyes of the people around him countless times.

Tang Ying did not introduce him as soon as possible, but he always asked for his own eyes when answering questions. Zhang Qi felt that this was enough. As for knowing these people in the martial arts world, Zhang Qi looked at Chen Sangu and expressed his lack of interest. He stayed here, that is, to listen to the words of these people now, what is the difference between them and his previous world.

"Master Chen, I'll introduce you to you. This person is..." Zhang Qi doesn't care, Tang Ying's etiquette is coming.

Speaking of this, Tang Ying's expression was a little entangled. He was not ashamed of his identity, but that he found that Chen Sangu was the same generation as him, so he also wanted to be Zhang Qi's junior with him, and he had to call Aunt Su Qin.

However, Tang Ying was hesitant at all in his words. Just as he was about to say something, Zhang Qi continued, "I am the owner of this house. Since I am Tang Ying's guest, please treat this as your own home."

"This young man is so rude." A trace of displeasure flashed across Chen Sangu's face. Seeing that Zhang Qi was only in his twenties, he actually called Tang Ying's name casually, without any respect in his words. He had no idea of ​​respecting the elderly and loving the young. After all, Tang Ying, a thirty-year-old, could be considered a brother.

However, he was still in other people's territory, and Tang Ying's face did not have any expression of mind. Chen Sangu just had a look of displeasure flashed across his face. He did not hide it but did not express his thoughts.

Seeing Chen Sangu's expression, Zhang Qi didn't care. He was too lazy to discuss seniority titles with these people, so he didn't want Tang Ying to tell his relationship with him, so he only gained the identity of the homeowner.

As soon as Zhang Qi said, Tang Ying and others understood. Master, Grand Master had an order, and everyone followed suit. Weng Lingbo took a few brothers to the living room to move tables and stools, found some quilts to pour water to greet everyone, and skillfully did these miscellaneous tasks.

"Master Tang, Chen has heard a lot of your mighty incidents these days." Chen Sangu flattered, "It made the Japanese so scared that they beat them. Haha, it's so satisfying."

"Master Chen is joking. I'm just a three-legged cat kung fu, it's nothing." Tang Ying looked at Zhang Qi's reaction with guilty and a little expectant, and found that the other party had a smile of praise on his lips. He immediately became happy and proud, but in front of his master, he still carried forward the traditional Chinese virtue of modesty.

Chen Sangu was displeased. Don’t always promote the virtues of modesty on TV. Those who practice martial arts are polite and have no power in their hands. Moreover, Tang Ying is polite and modest, and he treats him as an outsider. In front of Chu Wansong, this situation is always strange.

"Master Tang, let's not say these polite words. We are all part of the Chinese martial arts school."

"Haha, Master Chen, forgive me." Tang Ying didn't know what Chen Sangu was like, but the other party's words were still very obvious, and he would not lose face. He immediately said with a smile on his face.

"Not only Brother Sangu, but also the old guy who smells of money all over my body has heard of it. Master Tang can be said to have a sigh of relief for us Chinese." Chu Wansong also interrupted at this time.

The three men had feelings for each other and their intentions, and immediately began to flatter each other. The scene was so stingy.

"Master, what are you drinking?" Zhang Qi was not interested in hearing this. He felt that these guys looked similar to those righteous and false gentlemen he had seen before. However, Weng Lingbo prepared the things and walked to Zhang Qi and asked.

Zhang Qi waved his hand and said no. Weng Lingbo turned to the other side and asked Su Qin. After getting an unused answer again, he added water to the teacup of the two, and continued to stay here without getting involved in the fun of Tang Ying.

"Brother Lingbo, what are you doing? A mate." Chen Sangu's son Chen Sihan didn't like the atmosphere on his father. Instead, he was familiar with Weng Lingbo, who he met at every Chinese martial arts gathering in various places, so he came over and asked.

Chen Sihan's words have more jokes. Being able to make such jokes with Weng Lingbo also shows that their relationship is pretty good.

"Sihan, you are here too. Let's talk tonight, hehe." Weng Lingbo said to Chen Sihan with a look of great improvement in his skills. He and Chen Sihan are indeed friends.

Every year, there will be gatherings for Chinese martial arts halls. The owners are there. The younger generations regard it as a travel opportunity. Those with similar tempers will get together to play. If they have bad tempers, they will make an appointment to fight. Although Chen Sihan is two or three years younger than Weng Lingbo, his kung fu is not much lower.

"Tsk, you only have two or three strokes, and you still want to fight me." The loser is not lost. Chen Sihan believes that the winning rate is not high when he faces Weng Lingbo, but he still answers with his neck, with an expression that whoever is afraid of whom.

This is exactly what Weng Lingbo meant. After practicing under Zhang Qi's guidance for several days, Weng Lingbo believed that the same tricks in the past were now more powerful and was about to find a target to verify it.

However, before this, even if Weng Lingbo had the ambition and courage, he would not dare to be too presumptuous in front of Zhang Qi. It would be the limit to say a few jokes.

So after listening to Chen Sihan's words, Weng Lingbo did not rush forward to discuss it as he imagined. Instead, he looked carefully at Zhang Qi's water cup that he had taken a sip, and then added water to Zhang Qi with a flattering smile. He was so obedient.

"Why do you want to bribe me? You will be half dead when you ask you to practice martial arts, and you will be full of energy when you encounter a fight." Zhang Qi himself is also a young man in his twenties. He knows Weng Lingbo's thoughts very well and smiles.

"It's so unfair, Master, my diligence in practicing martial arts is only a little worse than that of Master. None of the other brothers can compare to me." Weng Lingbo felt in a good mood when he saw Zhang Qi and felt that there was a chance in this matter, so he immediately shouted for justice and betrayed.

However, the Grand Master in this sentence made Chen Sihan's bunker directly, thinking to himself: "Master Master? Brother Ling Bo has a fever? Where did this young man pop up?"

"I have a higher seniority." Zhang Qi has seen Chen Sihan's expression a lot in the past few days, so he is too lazy to explain it clearly. For Weng Lingbo's sake, he casually answered a panacea. As for how the other party understood it, he wouldn't turn it off.

This sentence fell into Chen Sihan's ears, but he thought that Zhang Qi was just an elder of Master Tang Ying's sect. There were several cases of such incidents in the Chen family, but they did not serve young elders like Weng Lingbo respectfully.

After hearing the explanation, Chen Sihan did not value it so much. Moreover, they always stayed away from people of seniority like Zhang Qi, and the chances of getting together were very small. Even if they gave Weng Lingbo face, they would at most call him seniors.

"Master, Sihan and I will find a place to discuss and discuss. Please help me see if there is anything wrong, and it is easy to teach you." Practicing the truth is good. Practicing martial arts is good to strengthen your body, but it is better to see how much martial arts are practiced to the extent that you practice martial arts.

With a great master by his side, Weng Lingbo did not miss any chance to ask for advice, and looked at Zhang Qi with a gaze.

What made Weng Lingbo almost fall down with a pounce was that Chen Sihan saw that Zhang Qi was no more than two or three years older than him, but his good friend Weng Lingbo looked "depressed" and asked for instructions. He was very dissatisfied and said, "Senior, why not teach me too!"

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