Chapter 101 Relying on the old and selling old things
Wu Donglai smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.
He waved to his men standing aside, and they brought over a leather bag.
Wu Donglai pushed the leather bag in front of Yuan Jinsong, "Mr. Yuan, this is five hundred thousand. When the matter is resolved, I will give you another five hundred thousand."
"Mr. Wu is happy."
Yuan Jinsong crossed his legs and signaled his apprentice to pour him a glass of wine. Then he shook the glass and asked Chu Tianshu, "What kind of kung fu are you practicing?"
Chu Tianshu said calmly: "Learn the cropping techniques from the old farmers in the countryside."
No one noticed that when Chu Tianshu said these words, the beads around his neck flashed a strange light.
Yuan Jinsong sneered: "Come to my gym and learn karate. Chinese martial arts are all just showy and useless."
Wu Donglai smiled and said: "No matter what kind of kung fu you are, once you practice it, you will be very good."
"Boss Wu, you don't have to fight with the mud there." Yuan Jinsong said disdainfully: "To put it bluntly, Chinese martial arts is similar to dance. Even if you practice heaven, it is not as good as karate."
The disciples behind him all agreed.
"That's right, where can I find Dongyang Karate that is practical?"
"I think I can beat ten guys like this guy..."
"Don't think so." Yuan Jinsong pointed his finger at the disciple who said he could beat ten Chu Tianshu, "You can do it."
The young people wearing karate uniforms suddenly became more energetic.
"Boy, it is your great honor to learn karate from my master."
"It's just that if you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to find a place to cry."
Chu Tianshu lit up a cigarette and sneered: "What a bunch of idiots."
Yuan Jinsong's face darkened, "Boy, you should be lucky that Boss Wu brought you here, otherwise your mouth would have been smashed by my disciples."
Wu Donglai said in a deep voice: "Mr. Yuan, Brother Chu is my friend, you are slapping me in the face."
Yuan Jinsong snorted coldly and said nothing more.
The corner of Chu Tianshu's mouth curled up, Wu Donglai still had a stand.
If he was still talking to Xi Ni, or even helping Yuan Jinsong, Chu Tianshu would definitely turn around and leave, and would not care about his life or death anymore.
Then, the room fell into an awkward silence.
Chu Tianshu went to the bathroom and came out and found that there was someone else in the room.
A single man sat on the sofa opposite Wu Donglai with his legs crossed.
He looked to be in his twenties, wearing a black shirt and black trousers, his hair was parted, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses, and he looked elegant.
However, the fierceness in his eyes showed that this person was not someone to be trifled with.
Chu Tianshu knew that this must be Pei Ren, the real person who came to negotiate with Wu Donglai today.
Pei Ren fiddled with the jade ring on his thumb while squinting at Wu Donglai.
In the end, it was Wu Donglai who was the first to break the silence, "Mr. Pei, I come here with sincerity. How do you want to resolve this matter? Please figure out a way out."
"Are you really deaf?" The warmth on Pei Ren's face disappeared, and a stern expression instantly appeared on his face, "Did I make my request clear enough to you on the phone?"
"Young Master Pei, you are forcing yourself to do something difficult." Wu Donglai's face turned ugly, "Do you think it's possible to ask for all my wealth?"
"Why is it impossible?" Pei Ren took off his glasses and let out the ferocity in his eyes, "Do you think, in the eyes of your boss Wu, that little thing outside your body is more important than the lives of your whole family?"
"In that case, there's nothing more to say."
Wu Donglai gritted his teeth and said in a sharp tone, "I always hate others threatening me. Since the family fortune will not be saved sooner or later, if I spend all my wealth to fight with you..."
He looked at Pei Ren across from him without any sign of weakness and said in a deep voice: "Master Pei, do you think it will add a lot of trouble to your life?"
Pei Ren curled his lips and said, "If you don't agree to my request, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this door today, and you will cause more trouble to me."
Wu Donglai stood up and called: "Mr. Yuan."
I spent so much money to invite Yuan Jinsong here, not just to let him watch a show.
Yuan Jinsong put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray and smiled proudly, "Young man, you have to be merciful and merciful."
He said in a lecturing tone, "It's not good for anyone to push people to a dead end like this."
Pei Ren's sharp gaze fell on Yuan Jinsong, "Are you lecturing me? Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Yuan Jinsong said: "What? At such an old age, I can be regarded as your elder, so I can't teach you? You young people just lack the beatings from society and don't listen to the advice of the elderly. Sooner or later, you will cry."
"I'm new to Xishan, so I don't want to make things too big."
Pei Ren stretched out his hand and pointed outside, "If I give you another chance, get out of here right away with these losers under you."
"You dare to talk to my master like this, don't you want to live anymore?"
A burly man behind Yuan Jinsong roared angrily, jumped out, raised his foot and kicked Pei Ren in the chest.
Pei Ren glanced at the burly man with contempt, stood up suddenly, and faced the burly man.
The two figures are separated as soon as they touch.
The burly man flew backwards, and the huge LCD TV on the wall was smashed to pieces by him, causing sparks to crackle.
Only then did Yuan Jinsong react and exclaimed, "Artai."
The burly man slid along the wall and fell to the ground, then let out a shrill scream.
He had just reached for Pei Ren's right leg, which was already bent from the knee joint, which was shocking.
"It's your turn to rely on the old and sell old things."
Pei Ren took off his gold-rimmed glasses and put them in his pocket. Without the protection of the lenses, his eyes looked even more fierce.
Seeing the miserable condition of the burly man, Yuan Jinsong's other disciples shuddered a little and subconsciously retreated.
Yuan Jinsong gritted his teeth, his expression no longer as calm as before.
You know, that Artest is his most outstanding disciple. Even he himself can't hurt Artest like that with one move.
He stood up with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice: "Friend, we have no grievances. Is it too much for you to deal such a harsh hand to my apprentice?"
Pei Ren sneered: "Where's all the nonsense? Didn't I give you a chance? It's because you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is high, and you don't cherish it."
Yuan Jinsong put on his posture and snorted coldly: "Then I will teach you, this arrogant boy, a lesson on behalf of your elders."
To be fair, he didn't want to be Pei Ren's enemy.
But in front of so many disciples, if we don't seek justice for Atai, we will no longer be able to lead him as disciples.
"Too much nonsense!"
Pei Ren sneered, stepped forward like lightning, twisted his waist and spun around, crossed his legs in the air, and kicked Yuan Jinsong seven or eight times in an instant.
Yuan Jinsong exhaled loudly, crossed his arms in front of him to resist, and was kicked back by Pei Ren.
Pei Ren used all his strength and fell to the ground.
Yuan Jinsong steadied himself, his arms trembling slightly, and the pain was excruciating, as if they were no longer his own.
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