Ye Dong glanced at Thunder Blade and said coldly: "Okay, I accept your apology. Go back and tell your friends so that they don't mess with me again. If there is another time, I will definitely not show mercy to them. "
"Okay, I will definitely pass on your words." Lei Ren nodded respectfully.
By this time, the night had turned cold, and the number of passers-by on the street had decreased a lot.
Ye Dong looked back and saw Shen Yaxuan, Director Wu and others just coming down the stairs. He glanced at Lei Ren and said coldly: "You can go."
Lei Ren raised his head and asked with a pious look: "Do you agree to accept me?"
Ye Dong looked into his eyes, shook his head, and said, "I have never thought of accepting an apprentice, let alone someone who has learned Japanese swordsmanship. You can go back."
Lei Ren was shocked when he heard this, and thought to himself: "Maybe he hates that he has learned Japanese swordsmanship. If so..."
Having made up his mind, Lei Ren gritted his teeth and pulled out a dagger from his waist. He held the dagger behind his back with his left hand and put it against his right shoulder. He looked at Ye Dong and said seriously: "If you think I have practiced Japanese swordsmanship, It’s a stain, and I can definitely cut it off!”
As he spoke, Lei Ren used his left hand hard, and the sharp dagger stabbed into his right shoulder. The red blood rolled down from his shoulder in an instant. Lei Ren's whole body shivered in pain, but the dagger in his hand was still fiercely exerting force. He wanted to cut off his right arm, which had been trained in Japanese swordsmanship, with his own hands.
Ye Dong looked at Thunder Blade coldly and said with a smile: "Do you think it makes sense to do this?"
"Yes!" Lei Ren said tremblingly: "I admit that I used to worship foreigners and thought that Chinese martial arts was not as good as Japanese martial arts, so I went to Japan to learn swordsmanship. But today, I suddenly realized that it is not Chinese martial arts. It’s not as good as Japanese martial arts, but it’s because I’ve never met a real master before.”
Lei Ren looked at Ye Dong with almost crazy eyes and said: "And today you let me see the true power of Chinese martial arts. This is something that no one in Japanese swordsmanship can match, so I will worship you as my teacher no matter what." , I want to become stronger! I want to become very strong! What does it matter even if I lose an arm?"
This is definitely a ruthless character. Not only is he ruthless to others, he is even ruthless to himself. From the thick calluses on his palms, Ye Dong can imagine that he is obsessed with swordsmanship and practices Eastern swordsmanship. Hardworking.
However, this did not move Ye Dong, he still looked at the Thunder Blade coldly and indifferently.
At this time, Shen Yaxuan, Fang Dusha and others came behind Ye Dong.
"Ye Dong! What are you doing? Why are you encouraging him to harm himself?" Fang Dusha angrily scolded Ye Dong.
"Hey, how do you talk like a woman? Which of your eyes saw Ye Dong encouraging him to harm himself?" Shen Yihan said dissatisfied.
Shen Yaxuan glanced at the bleeding thunder blade, and then looked at Ye Dong. After looking at each other, she smiled and said: "This is a matter between men. It is best for us women not to interfere. Come on, let’s go back to the hotel.”
After saying that, Shen Yaxuan took Shen Yihan and left first. Director Wu and Liao Kangxin were a little drunk. They asked Ye Dong a few questions. Ye Dong smiled and told them that it was okay and asked them to go back to the room to rest. , we have a meeting tomorrow.
The two walked out of the hotel around the thunder blade, supported each other, and walked towards the hotel in a swaying manner.
"Hey? Stop, put down the knife." Fang Dusha tentatively said to Lei Ren: "Self-harm is also illegal, you can't do this."
"Shut up! You don't need to worry about my affairs!" Lei Ren glared at Fang Dusha fiercely.
Fang Dusha was lucky enough not to be choked to death. She stared blankly at the bloody thunder blade, and quickly looked at Ye Dong, "If you don't stop him, if he continues like this, he will bleed to death."
Ye Dong shrugged and said with a smile: "Your worries are really unnecessary. I'm not bleeding, so why should I care so much?"
"You are simply inhumane!" Fang Dusha gritted her teeth.
"Please go away, this is a matter between men, please don't interfere." Lei Ren tried his best to control his body from falling. At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was shaking like leaves in the wind.
However, the knife in his hand did not flinch at all, and was still cutting his right arm fiercely. At this moment, it seemed that the right arm was like a cancer, and he could not wait to cut it off quickly.
"Crazy! You're all crazy! I don't care about you."
Fang Dusha covered her ears with both hands and ran out of the hotel. What happened tonight was completely beyond her knowledge. He never dreamed that one person actually used a knife to hurt himself nakedly, while another person
He stood aside and admired it with great interest.
It wasn't until Shen Yaxuan and others walked away, and Fang Dusha disappeared, that Ye Dong reached out and gently patted Lei Ren's bleeding shoulder.
The sharp dagger in Lei Ren's hand bounced out of his hand with a swish, and with a pop, it was inserted into the ground like tofu. The blood that kept flowing on his shoulder stopped abruptly.
The wounds on his arms that he cut open are slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this scene, Lei Ren was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat. He almost fell to the ground because of the excessive blood loss.
Ye Dong's hand was on his shoulder, how could he make him fall?
When Lei Ren raised his eyes to look at Ye Dong, he found that Ye Dong was looking at him with a smile. This look was like a kind elder looking at the younger generation. Being stared at by such eyes, the expression on Lei Ren's face became very unnatural.
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"I don't know why you want to become my teacher. Whether it's to become stronger or to learn kung fu to kill people and set fires. But if you want to learn my kung fu, you must follow my orders unconditionally." Ye
Dong Zhengse said.
"Absolutely no problem."
Lei Ren looked at Ye Dong eagerly, then with a plop, he knelt down in front of Ye Dong and said respectfully: "Master, please bow to me as a disciple."
This situation looks as weird as it does. You must know that Lei Ren is one of the six gangsters of the Qinglong Gang, the largest gang in Nanjing, and the only son of Lei Hu, while Ye Dong is just a little-known doctor, and
Or come and live in Nanjing.
The ages of the two people also don't match very well. Lei Ren is already twenty-four years old, while Ye Dong is only sixteen years old. There is a full eight-year age difference between the two.
The height and weight of the two people are also very different. Lei Ren is half a head taller than Ye Dong and weighs fifteen kilograms more than Ye Dong. But just like this, two people with different backgrounds and identities have become master and disciple.
Many years later, both of them stood at the top, and the story of their acquaintance and friendship is still talked about by many future generations.
Lei Ren respectfully kowtowed to Ye Dong three times. Ye Dong stretched out his hand to help him up and said with a smile: "You should feel very satisfied. Three people have proposed to become my disciple, but you are the only one who has succeeded.
guy."
Hearing what Ye Dong said, Lei Ren became more and more ecstatic. As soon as he leaned down, he was about to kneel down to Ye Dong again, but Ye Dong stretched out his hand to stop him.
"The apprentice I want is a man who is upright and upright, not a scumbag."
"I understand, master. I will be a man who stands upright." Lei Ren immediately stood up straight and said respectfully.
When he raised his chest and raised his head, Thunder Blade realized that nearly half of his arm, which he had cut off just now, had recovered as before. Looking through the cut clothes, he saw that there was not even a single wound on his arm.
At this moment, his eyes looking at Ye Dong became more and more respectful.
Ye Dong thought for a while and said to Lei Ren: "This afternoon, in the conference room of Zetian Hotel, one of our Chinese medical teams had an unpleasant incident with the Korean medical team. Afterwards, the Korean team let Someone beat up three medical staff members of this team in the elevator. Go and find out the attackers, find out who did it, and make them disappear from this world immediately."
Lei Ren immediately said respectfully: "Yes, master, there is absolutely no problem. I will call you when the matter is settled."
Ye Dong took a deep look at him and said, "If you do it cleanly, it's best to have an accident so that no one knows about it."
Upon hearing this, Lei Ren suddenly felt a sense of gratitude in his heart. It turned out that his master did not want him to be involved in it.
"Okay, you can go back. I can go back to my room and rest." Ye Dong waved his hand towards Thunder Blade.
"Master, I'll drive you back." Lei Ren said.
"No need, I can just walk back by myself." Ye Dong said his phone number smoothly and walked forward.
Lei Ren quickly took out his cell phone, saved Ye Dong's cell phone number, and watched Ye Dong leave with awe in his eyes. He didn't drive away until Ye Dong's figure disappeared.
The next day, Ye Dong got up early, went downstairs and ran around the hotel building, then went back to the room to wash up, and after having a simple breakfast with Director Wu, he drove straight to the conference room of Zetian Hotel.
After Shen Yaxuan and Shen Yihan had breakfast, they returned to the room. They knew that after leaving Huaqing Pool, the family would definitely send people to look for them. Although they are both now sixth-level soldiers, they are no longer afraid of the elders of the clan. , but the two of them don’t want to conflict with their family members.
With Ye Dong by their side today, both Director Wu and Director Liao felt a lot more courageous. They were chatting and laughing happily, feeling indescribably comfortable and unrestrained.
Fontusa, on the other hand, has been much silent, her face has been sullen, and she has said nothing since morning.
Ye Dong didn't bother to pay attention to her, and just drove the car by himself, chatting with Director Wu and Director Liao behind him from time to time. In short, everyone was having a good time chatting with each other.
After arriving at the Zetian Hotel, Ye Dong parked the car in the parking lot. The four of them got out of the car and took the elevator to the conference room.
As soon as the four people entered the conference room, they felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. Many people looked at them with contempt and gloating in their eyes.
"Director Wu, Director Liao, I really didn't expect you two to be able to come to the venue today. It's really gratifying." Jin Dazhong stood up and said to the four of them with a smile on his face.
