Chapter 124 The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon?!
Get up early and rob!
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Soon we arrived at the boundary and everyone got off the bus.
Mu Zixiao and Master Wang, who was good at washing, cutting and blowing, stood face to face. Mu Zixiao put on a posture and said in a deep voice: "Old man, I'm serious about this. It's too late for you to surrender now. Don't be beaten to the hospital by me then.
Already."
Master Wang relaxed his arms and legs casually, took out a pipe from his pocket and lit it, while puffing on the smoke he said: "Don't worry, I can really do something to you? You won't retaliate, right?"
"You're kidding, I'm not that mean." At this point, Mu Zixiao shouted loudly: "Be careful!"
His loud shout was so earth-shattering that Hong Dali beside him was shaken by the shock. Then he saw Mu Zixiao punch out, fast, hard and accurately, and then...
Then he saw the thin monkey-like Master Wang holding Mu Zixiao's fist and flipping up with a "whoosh" sound. Then he squatted on Mu Zixiao's shoulder and smoked "bah bah bah". He took two puffs and then hehehe
He smiled and said: "Young man, your speed is still a little slow..."
There was a sound of jaws dropping to the ground all around.
As Hong Dali's exclusive driver, Lao Wang is also a master of fighting. But after seeing Master Wang's skills, he couldn't help but praise him and said: "Awesome! This is a real master!"
Tang Muxin asked in a low voice from the side: "Uncle Liu, can you beat him?"
Lao Wang shook his head decisively: "I am not his opponent either."
Tang Muxin sighed, this Hong Dali's luck was already close to unbelievable. Who would have thought that such an old man could be such a master, and that even the driver and bodyguard Lao Wang would not be a match?
It is a rule that an expert can tell whether there is a target as soon as he takes action. At this point, it is futile to continue fighting. Mu Zixiao was convinced: "Master, you are really my master! I am convinced, really convinced!" He couldn't help but be dissatisfied. This king just now said
If the master wanted to, he could easily slap him a few times, but since he didn't make a move, Mu Zixiao naturally couldn't pursue him any more.
Anyway, the contrast in strength is obvious, and everyone present knows the outcome.
Master Wang jumped down lightly from Mu Zixiao's shoulders, walked up to Hong Dali with a smile, and scratched his hair a little embarrassedly: "Master Dali, do you think my ability is fair? This is the fifth day of the month.
Can you do a job worth a thousand yuan?" This old man is still thinking about five thousand yuan a month.
"Fifty thousand a month." Hong Dali increased it tenfold without saying a word, his eyes sparkling: "Old man Wang, from now on, you will be the martial arts coach of these bastards like me, how about it?"
At this time, it was Mu Zixiao's turn to be anxious. He rushed to Old Man Wang and hugged his thigh: "Master! You are my master! I will pay you 100,000 yuan a month! Teach me kung fu!"
Old Man Wang ignored him and kicked him out, saying: "Young man, everything has to come on a first-come, first-served basis, right? I have promised Young Master Dali, and we people in the world must keep our word -
Master Dali, are you saying fifty thousand a month is true?"
"24K pure gold!" Hong Dali said with a smile, "How about it?"
"I'll do it!" Old Man Wang agreed on the spot without saying a word.
Mu Zixiao burst into tears.
Who would have thought that an old man who could hit someone's rearview mirror while driving a car could be a master of martial arts? Why did he start so late at that time?
"I'm talking about Lao Xiao," Hong Dali couldn't bear it anymore: "You like martial arts so much? I saw you were quite promising just now. How long have you been practicing?"
"Ten years, ugh." Mu Zixiao sat on the ground and sighed: "Originally, I thought that my ability was not bad, and I was confident that I could face five or six people who had never practiced before. I didn't expect that this was really a challenge.
The mountain is as high as the other." When he said this, he also became angry: "I said, Mr. Wang, why are you bumping into other people's rearview mirrors with your martial arts skills so high? Come to me if you need money. I'll give you a job based on your ability.
It’s no problem if you pay 1.8 million!”
"What are you talking about, you brat?" Old Man Wang stretched out his pipe and knocked Mu Zixiao on the forehead. Mu Zixiao didn't even want to hide away, and this time he regretted it even more. He just heard Old Man Wang say: "
These days, learning martial arts is just a way to strengthen your body. What’s the use of going high and low, and you can’t eat it! How can I go out to rob if I’m good at martial arts? Don’t I have to sell some crafts to make some drinking money? Besides, you
What’s the point of learning martial arts? Just to fight outside and beat up whoever doesn’t like you?”
"That...that's not..." Mu Zixiao looked aggrieved: "I came here to protect myself..."
"You have the nerve to say that," Old Man Wang curled his lips: "As soon as I got in the car, I felt that you had evil spirits on your body. It's the feeling that after practicing martial arts for a long time, you always want to find someone to attack. Young people, martial arts training in ancient times was
It is understandable to be a hero who eliminates violence for the country and the people. In today's society ruled by law, if you still think that practicing martial arts is just to show off your skills, then you are starting from the wrong point." He said and looked at Hong Dali: "Master Dali,
Let me ask you, I will pass on all my kung fu to you, will you learn from it?"
After hearing what Old Man Wang said, the people around him were envious. To put it slightly exaggeratedly, if you learn all his skills, you will definitely be a modern version of a hero, which is no small matter.
In the end, Hong Dali shook his head decisively without even thinking: "I don't want to learn this. It's my wish to be a prodigal son with peace of mind."
There were sighs and sighs all around, and Mu Zixiao was the most depressed.
He wanted to learn, but he couldn't learn it. Hong Dali didn't want it even if it was presented to him. There was a huge gap.
Old Man Wang shook his head with a smile and said: "I knew it. In fact, that's why I liked you so much that I was willing to follow you - of course, the salary cannot be less, hehe." He said and took two more puffs of cigarette.
, said: "Speaking of which, after living for so many years, I have understood martial arts. It can be used to cultivate one's moral character, and it can be used as a means of maintaining health, but it is absolutely unacceptable to use it as a weapon for bravery and ruthlessness.
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Having said this, Old Man Wang walked to a nearby small tree, drew a semicircle with his right hand, pushed hard, and with a "click", the small tree broke on the spot, and said: "I am also good at heavy handedness, but
This thing, alas, except for those with a temperament like Master Dali, it's okay. Others can't pass it on. Once it goes astray, it kills people without blinking an eye..." When he said this, he felt a bit lonely as if his unique skill had been lost.
No wonder he is so depressed. In modern society, it is inevitable to have some quarrels with others. Young people are young and energetic, and they will use their hands after quarreling. Who can bear it?
While he was feeling lonely, Hong Dali looked dumbfounded and blurted out: "Damn, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon?! Are you always Hong Qigong?!"
