The fat and thin security guards saw this in their eyes and were anxious in their hearts. If Gan Lei was really allowed to become the leader of the hall, then the Wutang would be completely finished. Letting such a person who only knows how to eat, drink and fight take the position would undoubtedly be a disgrace to the Wutang.
Disaster. But the "Martial Arts Association" was established by the leader of the Wolf Gang through discussion. No one can stop it, so we can only find other ways.
Although the fat and thin security guard was only a gatekeeper for Wutang Club in name, he actually had a very high status in the hall and was of the same generation as Zhai Guang. It was only because he owed Zhai Guang a favor that was difficult to repay that he agreed to serve forever.
Wu Tang protects and protects Wu Tang. No one has deeper feelings for Wu Tang than the two of them, so they will never allow Wu Tang to be destroyed.
After going back and forth like this, they thought of Zhou Ming. After careful investigation and understanding, they defined Zhou Ming as the person who could "save Wutang". Although the candidate was determined, how to persuade him to participate in the martial arts meeting became another problem
.Based on their understanding of Zhou Ming, they know that he particularly hates the underworld, almost to the point of being incompatible with the underworld. For such a young man with upright roots, trying to persuade him to serve as the leader of the veteran underworld Wolf Gang in Xinxiang City is probably very difficult.
A more difficult thing than climbing into the sky.
Just as the two were painstakingly studying the thirty-six strategies, Zhou Ming came to them with three carloads of scarred teenagers and asked to enter the medicine pool.
All the rules and embarrassments are all fake. The status of fat and thin security guards is so respected in Wutang, so what big deal is it to let someone in? Rules are dead, people are alive.[
Rules are used to deal with ordinary people who have no background, no connections, and no backers!
Under such circumstances, how could the fat and thin security guard not take this opportunity to embarrass Zhou Ming so that he would agree to participate in the martial arts meeting and run for the master of the martial arts hall?
That's how the abacus works.
The right time, right place, and right people.
When Zhou Ming nodded in agreement and said, "Then I will participate in that martial arts meeting, and then I will show you the position of hall master." The two security guards were almost overjoyed.
Of course, this matter seemed to be progressing a little too smoothly, and they didn't think too much about it. As long as the goal could be achieved, why bother? They didn't know that Zhou Ming actually had a small plan in mind.
"By the way, Zhou Ming's arm..." the thin security guard suddenly said as if he had remembered something.
With a broken arm, no matter how high his hopes were, he would never be able to win the first place in the martial arts competition!
"The only way to ask for help is 'Ghost Doctor Mo Ziqing'." The fat security guard said slowly.