Chapter 107 Boss Cha (please order the full version)
Wang Liangyu’s rescue was purely a temporary act.
If he hadn't bumped into him by chance and the other party was a notorious spy, Wang Liangyu probably wouldn't have meddle in his own business.
When the man heard Wang Liangyu's words, he was stunned for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Do you know who I am? And who locked me here?"
"Your name is Boss Cha, and I heard you are a very famous actor. However, I am not very interested in drama, but I don't know your reputation. Don't be surprised." Wang Liangyu nodded and said nonchalantly, "As for
The second question, don’t worry, if I dare to come to save you, it means I’m not afraid of him!"
Boss Cha lifted up his hair that was as dry as weeds and stared at Wang Liangyu with a pair of bright eyes: "Who are you?"
"Well... if I say my name, you must have never heard of it." Wang Liangyu shrugged, looking unconcerned, "But, after you go out, you will know who I am after you ask around a little bit!
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Wang Liangyu reached out and helped Boss Cha up, who had not stood up for a long time, and said: "Remember, my name is Wang Liangyu!"
Boss Cha secretly wrote down the name, shook off Wang Liangyu's hands, stood tremblingly, and adapted little by little.
"Would you like to take a shower and change clothes?" Wang Liangyu stood aside with his arms folded, looking at the slovenly Boss Cha, and suggested, "Everything is quite complete here. Let's shave, get a haircut, and change our clothes."
Boss Cha nodded and agreed.
Checking the boss's time for sorting out, Wang Liangyu started searching the villa.
The money is not much, but there are rare treasures, fine wines, food, luxury goods, etc. They are all quite expensive, but not easy to get rid of.
After much thought, Wang Liangyu decided to enjoy it by herself.
Russian black caviar, French Tube Manor 60-year-old cellared wine, etc. are all available.
After a delicious meal, Wang Liangyu leaned on the recliner and turned to look at Boss Cha sitting next to him.
Boss Cha, who has changed his attire, is clear and handsome, showing his former romantic style, except for his white hair, which is quite eye-catching.
Wang Liangyu looked the boss up and down, and secretly admired in her heart: "She is indeed the best in appearance in Shencheng. Her appearance is so good that all those women will be wet!" While picking her teeth, she asked again, "Next, what do you want to do?
What to do?"
"I want to practice!" Boss Cha stared at the pond in front of him, spitting out a mouthful of phlegm that had been stuck in his throat for a long time, "Kill!"
Wang Liangyu was startled, turned his head, and looked at Boss Cha strangely: "I can see that you have learned martial arts, but why do you think you can kill him?" After a pause, he added, "As far as I know, he
He is extremely cautious and rarely shows up. Even if he does show up, he is always surrounded by dozens or twenty good players."
Finally, Wang Liangyu looked at Boss Cha with a half-smile, and asked again: "Why do you think you can kill him?"
Boss Cha had no expression on his face, reached out to pick up an alloy fishing rod, and jumped to the edge of the pool.
In the pond full of lotus flowers, I don’t know when there was a quilt, which was full of water and swollen.
Boss Cha put the fishing rod under the quilt and stayed still for a long time. Suddenly he twisted his waist and the quilt flew out of the pond like a roc spreading its wings and fell on the lawn behind him.
The center of the pool is empty, and the water on the edge of the pool is rapidly replenished, forming a large whirlpool.
Wang Liangyu's face changed slightly. Boss Cha's hand was quite beautiful. Not only did he pick out more than a hundred kilograms of quilts, but he also picked out half of the pond's mud. A simple pick had at least three hundred kilograms of strength!
"Are all of us in the theater industry this good?" Wang Liangyu was stunned for a long time and looked at Boss Cha in disbelief.
Wang Liangyu saw that Boss Cha had great kung fu, but he didn't expect him to have such strength. The challenge just now showed his skill, and ordinary warriors would never be his match!
However, the other party is still an opera singer!
Boss Cha looked indifferent, and the alloy fishing rod in his hand cracked with a "click".
"Come, let's talk!" Wang Liangyu stretched out his hand to pull Boss Cha back, slapped him in the face seriously, and asked, "Who did you learn this pistol technique from?"
Boss Cha remained silent, his crazy eyes filled with murderous intent.
"To tell you the truth, I've learned it too." Wang Liangyu was not surprised when he saw this. He combined his waist and horse and made a spear-piercing motion.
After Wang Liangyu saw Boss Cha's action of stabbing a gun, he immediately recognized it. It was a Kung Fu skill in ancient Xingyi.
Ancient Xingyi, the shape is a fist, and the inner meaning is a gun.
Boss Cha's expression moved slightly, he turned to look at Wang Liangyu, and for the first time he took the initiative and said, "Where did you learn this?"
"I asked first!" Wang Liangyu said without answering, staring at Boss Cha.
Wang Liangyu still remembers the time when Mr. Fang Er went south to eliminate the scum in the family. The life experience of Boss Cha was miserable. Wang Liangyu had no idea what kind of person he was, so it was better not to reveal it for the sake of safety.
Boss Zha hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Fang Er!" After a pause, he explained seriously, "Mr. Fang Er once served as my boxing master. I learned martial arts from him as my teacher.
From a junior student to a martial arts student."
Peking opera costumes are packed in wooden boxes, and there are various details about how to arrange the costumes backstage. Mr. Packer is responsible for this and has a very high status. Only someone close to the actor and trusted can be qualified.
After hearing this, Wang Liangyu basically believed it, because he heard Mr. Fang Er talk about these past events.
"I also learned from Mr. Fang Er." Thinking of this, Wang Liangyu looked at Boss Cha and said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, Boss Cha became wary and looked at Wang Liangyu with suspicion.
It's such a coincidence that Boss Cha couldn't believe it.
Looking at Boss Cha's expression, Wang Liangyu was speechless. She frowned and thought for a long time, and then talked about some of Mr. Fang Er's past events to support her words.
"Mr. Fang Er, where are you now?" Boss Cha was a little convinced, and the expression on his face softened.
Wang Liangyu shook his head, indicating that he was unclear, and said: "However, Mr. Fang Er revealed that he came here to clear out the scum in the family." He took a breath and continued, "However, these days, I haven't listened.
What rumors did you hear?"
"So, Mr. Fang Er should still be in the south."
"The scum of the family?" Boss Zha looked surprised. He paused and realized, "That should be a disciple of Uncle Bai Cihai, right?"
"I don't know. I just follow Mr. Fang Er to practice ancient Xingyi, and I don't know anything about the affairs in the sect."
Boss Cha felt even more confused when he heard this. He looked at Wang Liangyu and asked, "Don't you have any apprenticeship?"
"Mr. Fang Er has given me the gift of teaching and teaching. Although he does not have the name of master and apprentice, he is actually a master and apprentice." Wang Liangyu replied, and then briefly explained the reason why he and Mr. Fang Er got to know each other. p>
After Boss Cha heard this, the madness in his eyes seemed to calm down, and he looked at Wang Liangyu in disbelief: "How did you do that?!"
Everything Wang Liangyu did, in the eyes of Boss Cha, was simply treason and a public enemy of the martial arts.
"Uh, just do it!" Wang Liangyu replied with a dry smile, and then brought the question back, "Since we are from the same discipline, there are some things I still want to say."
"As for me, I won't stop you from taking revenge. I can even help you. I just hope you can think about it carefully."
"As the saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. This matter does not happen overnight and requires long-term planning."
"Besides, now that you have just escaped from trouble, you are in a state of disrepair, and you have lost all your strength. You are afraid that if you fail to take revenge, you will end up in jail again. The gain outweighs the loss."
Boss Cha was kind-hearted, nodded, and began to think seriously.