In the hot pot restaurant, he fell into silence for a while. After a while, Uncle Zhong came to his senses and shook his head with a smile and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this. Zhong Qiang will have about two years to officially graduate."

"That's really early." Huang Wen responded with a smile, "I remember that Xiaoqiang told me that he also wanted to practice martial arts. Otherwise, Uncle Zhong, I would take Xiaoqiang to hang out with me in my martial arts hall, and ensure that I have something to eat, and he will eat it in one bite. How about it?"

"Go to yours. It would be nice if you can get married and have children!" Uncle Zhong waved his hand, "Besides, it's better to stay with me than to get to your place!"

"How can it be the same?" Huang Wen seemed to think of something, "Uncle Zhong, no matter what, it is all the catering industry, and I also belong to the cultural and sports industry. I remember that Xiaoqiang is studying publicity and management, right? Isn't it just right for me?"

"When he is going to internship, I can also issue him a certificate..."

"There can't be promoted to my own hot pot restaurant?" Uncle Zhong glared at Huang angrily, "Tell me, is there anything wrong? I can use it for our Zhong Qiang. If there is one, I will call him and ask him to come and help you!"

"Hehe, there are some publicity matters, and I need to ask Xiaoqiang." Huang Wen scratched his head awkwardly. Jiang was still old. Unexpectedly, his little thoughts were seen through by Uncle Zhong at once.

"I know! Okay, wait a little later, I will call Zhong Qiang and tell him, don't expect him to do well!" Uncle Zhong nodded and gave the vaccine in advance. "Zhong Qiang has no experience yet, so he just thinks it is using you to practice!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, I know." Huang Wen hurriedly smiled, "Thank you, Uncle Zhong. When Xiaoqiang comes back, I will treat him to a meal, and Uncle Zhong..."

"What food is there? What food is better than my hot pot restaurant? It's delicious?" Uncle Zhong glared at Huang Wen again, then his expression calmed down, "Little Question, how are you going to deal with that brother's help?"

"Of course, no one related to my father's death can be let go!" A trace of murderous intent flashed in Huang Wen's eyes. This was influenced by Huang Wen's original, which was also what Huang Wen wanted to do.

In Huang Wen's original plan, he had to avenge his father even if he died together. However, now this hatred can only be accomplished by the brand new Huang Wen!

Uncle Zhong was shocked by the murderous intent in Huang Wen's eyes, and his heart pounded violently. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He shook his head and said helplessly: "You martial arts practitioners are more decisive than ordinary people when they encounter things!"

"I once heard from Huang Hong that in ancient times, I practiced martial arts skills and practiced killing skills. I rely on one killer to protect my house and make a living and make a living. I have practiced it for decades..."

"It seems that I didn't lie to me. I don't see any momentum when you play Wing Chun. I didn't expect that it would really explode, so scary."

"Sorry, Uncle Zhong." Huang Wen scratched his head awkwardly, "But Uncle Zhong, don't worry, I will never be caught. This way, don't notify Xiaoqiang first. When I finish dealing with Brother Lianjia's affairs, you will contact me again, how about it?"

"This..." Uncle Zhong's eyes were hesitant. He knew that it was not good to do this, but if something happened to Huang Wen and implicated his son, wouldn't it be like pushing himself into the fire pit?

"Little Question, you have to remember that you are the only one in your Huang family, and the boxing techniques you pass on from your family cannot be lost!" Uncle Zhong patted Huang Wen's shoulder, "So, you must not be impulsive. You must be fully sure to take action!"

Uncle Zhong did not advise Huang Wen to give up his hatred and not to fight with a gang, because Uncle Zhong already knew that Huang Wen would avenge the brother-in-law no matter what. Uncle Zhong could feel it from Huang Wen's eyes.

Therefore, Uncle Zhong was worried and relieved.

I was worried that Huang Wen was found out or died on the road to revenge. I was relieved that I had hope of revenge for Huang Hong, and Huang Hong also had such a passionate son.

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, I know!" Huang Wen nodded confidently, then smiled and said, "Okay, Uncle Zhong, let's have some together. The pot has been boiling for a long time. I'll treat this meal!"

"You are here to ask for this meal. You haven't even given enough money for the previous meal!" Uncle Zhong laughed in order to ease the atmosphere, "I tell you that I will keep it all in the account! When you come back from revenge for your father, I will do it with you!"

"Okay! When I come back successfully, Uncle Zhong will calculate how much money I will pay Xiaoqiang's salary!" Huang Wen patted his chest, "How is it? Is it still interesting, is it still worth it during the internship period?"

"Tsk! When I was old, my apprenticeship had to provide food and accommodation! How could you do it if you didn't pay a salary?" Uncle Zhong glared at Huang Wen and said with a smile, "Come on, let go of food. Uncle Zhong doesn't open the door today, just do your own business!"

After eating this meal for an hour, Uncle Zhong opened the door of the hot pot restaurant and sent Huang Wen away, without giving any advice. Huang Wen already knew what he wanted to say, and he knew that Huang Wen knew, so he just patted Huang Wen on the shoulder and looked at Huang Wen and left the hot pot restaurant.

Turning around, Uncle Zhong returned to the hot pot restaurant and called.

"Dou!Dou!Dou!"

"Hey? Dad? What's the matter? I'll go back this weekend." A young voice came, causing a hint of relief and happiness to emerge from the corner of Uncle Zhong's mouth.

"Today, Thursday, try to come back tomorrow night." Uncle Zhong looked at the time on the calendar, "Dad misses you, and you ask your brother..."

"What's wrong with me?" Zhong Qiang was stunned for a moment and asked quickly, "Is he not leaving the martial arts hall yet? You can't let him stay in the martial arts hall all the time. Dad, are you looking for a psychologist to ask me and teach me..."

"You ask me that I found the murderer who killed your Uncle Hong." Uncle Zhong sighed, "Dad didn't stop him, and there was no reason to stop him, so I asked you to come back early to see if you can meet you, so I won't..."

"Dad, I'm sure it's okay if I'm so awesome!" Zhong Qiang hurriedly comforted, "You all know that in high school, those rugby teams and basketball teams were all defeated by brothers! I'm sure it's okay!"

"So, Dad, I'll take a leave and rush back now. If you're quick, you should be able to go back to Chinatown tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, then come back soon." Uncle Zhong nodded, "You ask me, probably not so quickly..."
Chapter completed!