With lights on it, the crowded Wangfujing neighborhood is filled with people, the alley where the Zen Tea House is located is unique.

"I said Lao Geng, your friend is still here, it's so big." In the tea room, Lao Mo, who had been waiting for a long time due to face, gradually lost his patience. The key is that Geng Weihai talked with him for a long time but there was no point in the topic.

After all, he is also the leader of the Korean Hongmen Association. His territory is a little smaller, but his reputation is still there, and there are many people who want to see him.

Even if a piece of brick can be dropped by a large area of ​​high-ranking officials in this acre of three-part land in the capital.

But he is not a Chinese domestic political system, and Geng Weihai is not a figure in the political and business circles. Most of the friends who can call him are probably the most in the martial arts world.

With his and Geng Weihai’s qualifications in the martial arts world, who else can let them wait like this?

"What's the hurry? You old guy is so old and still have such a hot temper. Can I still make you suffer a loss?" Geng Weihai didn't raise his head and focused on drinking tea.

"Hey, you old guy..." Lao Mo grinned. With his current status, only a few old friends dared to call him that.

Not long.

"Hmm? Come?" Hearing the movement outside, Geng Weihai stood up and put down the bamboo cup in his hand.

Lao Mo looked at the tea room door with confusion, and happened to see a waiter pushing it away, and after the invitation gesture, a young man walked into.

He is indeed a young man, and he is a bit too young and doesn't look dressed. No matter how he looks, he looks like a sunny young man who has not yet left the school gate.

"Old Geng, I'm really sorry. I've delayed something and made you wait for a long time." Zhou Yang kept massaged his hands with his slightly sore ankle, and said a little apologetically.

Zhou Yang borrowed the car from Zhong Zhenxing himself. He was embarrassed to tell Geng Weihai and the others that it was his first time driving, so he wasted a lot of time.

Although Zhong Zhenxing knew that Zhou Yang probably didn’t even have a driver’s license at this age, he didn’t say anything. His strength was so powerful that he could not control a car?

Besides, there is no need to worry about being stopped and inspected in the capital. I also believe that Zhou Yang's strength will not cause anything else to happen if he drives.

Everything is indeed as Zhong Zhenxing thought. Zhou Yang had never driven a car, but he still understood it in theory. He had never eaten pork and had always seen pigs running.

But there was a little deviation when driving. When I first drove, I didn’t have any big problems, and there were constant small frictions. I bumped and bumped along the way. I didn’t dare to touch other people’s cars. I either wiped the light pole or touched the curbs.

At the end, Zhou Yang opened his spiritual sense before shaking here. Whenever he felt that the direction was off, he immediately rushed and was cursed by others along the way.

"Master Zhou is so serious, we're just here soon." Geng Weihai's posture was obviously a little respectful, which made Lao Mo even more confused. Could this young man have a very tough background?

That's right, this is the capital city, and it wouldn't be surprising if anyone had a tough background.

"Lao Mo, I will introduce you to you. This is Master Zhou Yang and Zhou." Geng Weihai did not go too detailed about Zhou Yang's introduction, nor could he go too detailed.

"Master Zhou, this is Mo Rusheng Lao Mo, the leader of the Hongmen Association of North Korea, my old friend." Geng Weihai introduced Lao Mo in a relatively detailed manner.

"Hello, Mr. Mo, I'm bothering you." Zhou Yang took the initiative to reach out. Mo Rusheng also extended his hand to give his old friend a face, but he didn't get up.

In his opinion, even if Zhou Yang had any background, it had nothing to do with him. What made him always wonder was that what the other party had to make Geng Weihai so polite. He was still very clear about Lao Geng's character and had always been upright, otherwise he would not have been elected as a martial arts law enforcement.

Moreover, Lao Geng called this young man a master?

What kind of master? Art master or other aspects? Nowadays, there are many people who label themselves, and they always package them as masters. Mo Rusheng can't think of force, after all, Zhou Yang's age is here.

Maybe Lao Geng just praised the other party’s background!

This cannot be blamed for his lack of information. As the leader of the Hongmen Association of North Korea, he still needs to stay abroad most of his time. He did not catch up with the martial arts conference before the New Year. Because the Chinese senior management was tightly controlled by the Chinese government, it was difficult for anyone to tell him the initiative.

In addition, Lei Haoze, the leader of the Hongmen Association of the Philippines, suffered such a huge loss and offended the Chinese military, which was even more impossible to promote.

"Sit quickly, sit quickly." Geng Weihai took the initiative to take Zhou Yang into his seat, and took the teapot from Mo Rusheng's hand and poured a cup of Zhou Yang.

Mo Rusheng sat silently, poured a cup on his own, and looked at Zhou Yang sitting opposite him from the corner of his eyes. To be honest, he didn't have much desire to talk to the other party. If it weren't for giving enough face to his old friend, he would have wanted to get up and leave.

Just a young man, is it worth waiting for so long? Old Geng has also gone backwards. When did he start to learn to "climb the selves" and be so humble to a young man.

"Old Geng, after we parted in Nanhai, we have not seen each other for some days. I'll bother you again this time." Zhou Yang had never learned to taste tea, so he swallowed the water in the cup, smashed his mouth, and raised his glass to Geng Weihai. Looking at Zhou Yang's tea drinking posture, Mo Rusheng shook his head secretly in his heart.

The position is different, and what you see is different. If Zhou Yang is an ordinary young man, then Mo Rusheng can ignore the other person's posture, but if he can be recommended by Geng Weihai, he should be a character. Although Mo Rusheng tries not to consider the other person's age, the most basic posture that the upper class should have should have been influenced by him.

"What is Master Zhou saying? It's just a simple task." Geng Weihai waved his hand casually, looking like he was indifferent.

Zhou Yang was called Master Zhou by Geng Weihai twice and three times. Mo Rusheng was confused in his heart and couldn't help but ask, "Young man, where are you studying in?"

His words obviously made Zhou Yang stunned. His eyes looked at Geng Weihai as if he was saying, "Didn't you tell him who I am?" As for the other party's name, he didn't care too much about it.

Geng Weihai shook his head helplessly, just kidding, your current identity is different, can I just see your bottom of it?

"Haha, I'm not going to school anymore." Zhou Yang put down the bamboo cup and said.

"Don't go to school?" Mo Rusheng frowned, and his senses towards Zhou Yang fell a little further. A young man who didn't go to school well and even asked Lao Geng to praise him like this. That must be a child of a rich high-ranking official who was just ignorant of learning.

"Then, which industry are you in?" Mo Rusheng's eyes gradually fell a little disdain, but he still wanted to ask clearly what aspect the other party deserves the title of master.

"I can't say that I am a soldier, I'm just a soldier." Zhou Yang said. This is the truth. Dragon Yarn Special Forces are also soldiers.

"Oh." This time Mo Rusheng was completely out of interest. At this age, he was still a soldier, so he was probably an ordinary conscript.

"Old Geng, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. I am old and can't stand up late, haha."

After giving a dispensable reason, Mo Rusheng got up and prepared to leave. Regardless of whether Geng Weihai agreed or not, he was certainly willing to join the old friend, but it was obvious that he was not today. Being able to sit until now was considered a sufficient gift to the other party.

After all, the young man Lao Geng introduced him to him did not interest him at all, and it was meaningless.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, Lao Mo, Master Zhou, please ask me to help find someone. I've found someone. Just tell him what's wrong." Geng Weihai grabbed Mo Rusheng who wanted to leave and said to Zhou Yang.

Mo Rusheng was even more dissatisfied now. It turned out that you didn’t know what to call me to do! You even kept it for a long time!
Chapter completed!