Mo Wen's martial arts gym is very large, divided into many areas, but most of them are martial arts training grounds for students to practice martial arts. There are tens of thousands of apprentices in the martial arts gym, and they all come here because of Mo Yuanchi's reputation.
"Hmph haha..."
Bai Yang left the separate courtyard with the four Bingqing and Yujie girls. They turned a corner and saw a martial arts training ground the size of a basketball court. A group of half-grown men were sweating profusely while practicing boxing. A young man in linen clothes in front was holding a stick and looking around.
, if anyone is not serious, he will be beaten with a stick.
"If you teach people this way, who will be blamed if they are beaten stupid..."
Bai Yang happened to see this scene and muttered in his heart.
On the other side of the world, if a child is beaten with a stick by a teacher, the parents will probably go to fight with a kitchen knife.
"Wow...I don't want to study anymore. I want to go home to find my mother..."
Over there, a tough-headed boy was slapped with a stick several times for some reason. He cried loudly, turned around and ran out the door.
The boxing master holding the stick curled his lips, walked over in two steps, lifted it to him like a chicken, slapped the two sticks down, stared and asked:
As a child, if you are afraid of being beaten, you will become timid.
Bai Yang passed by and took a look. This was his business, so he didn't say anything.
Those children are all apprentices sent by their parents. They are not Mo Yuanchi's disciples. They are the kind who have to pay tuition. As long as you pay the tuition, love will come or not, but when you come, you must listen to the master who teaches boxing.
Otherwise he deserves to be beaten to death.
In places like martial arts schools, you can come and learn by paying money. Depending on how much tuition you pay and your status, you will receive different treatment.
Everyone in the world is interested in profit. The more money you pay, the master will naturally teach well and with a more serious attitude. If you have enough money, you can also get a better master to guide you individually. In short, there is no free lunch in the world.
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As the owner of Mo Wen Martial Arts School, Mo Yuanchi usually does not teach apprentices himself. Most of the time, his disciples and some hired martial artists do it for them.
Mo Yuanchi has eight true disciples, among whom Jiang Shan and Shan Qiulin, who has almost become a useless person, are the best. Three of his eight disciples are strong in the realm of martial arts, and the rest are at least in the realm of warriors.
people.
In this world where force is paramount, only martial arts masters at the level of Grandmaster are qualified to establish a sect and establish a sect. The most you can do under a Grandmaster is to open a martial arts gym or something like that, otherwise you will be waiting to be beaten.
Bai Yang had specifically inquired about these things before coming to Mo Wen Martial Arts School.
Xue Bancheng, who was probably in despair, would come looking for him soon. Bai Yang had arranged his backup plan in advance and was not afraid of the opponent's crazy counterattack.
The day before yesterday, they came to Mo Wen Martial Arts School. The young man in sackcloth at the door asked them if they were here to learn martial arts or to find someone. Bai Yang said they were looking for someone, and the other party asked who they were looking for. Bai Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly asked Lin Yu'er to show the blood pattern sword to him.
, the man's eyes widened, and he quickly led Bai Yang and others into the depths of Mo Wen Martial Arts Hall to find Mo Yuanchi.
As a member of Mo Wen Martial Arts School, of course he is no stranger to the Blood Pattern Sword. He knows that it is Mo Yuanchi's sword. Now that someone is looking for someone with this sword, it is no longer the decision of servants like them.
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"I don't know what you call me. Why is the Blood Pattern Sword in your hand? What do you want from me?"
After seeing the old Mo Yuanchi, he looked at Bai Yang calmly and asked these three questions.
Mo Yuanchi asked directly and directly at that time. Bai Yang liked to deal with such people, and he also said directly and directly:
"My name is Bai Yang. I snatched the Blood Pattern Sword from Yue Kong. I'm looking for Senior Mo to ask for your help."
Mo Yuanchi was stunned at that time. Yue Kong couldn't do it on his own. You could tell at a glance that Zhan Wuzhao, who had almost zero strength value, could snatch the blood-marked sword from Yue Kong's hand?
Anyway, Mo Yuanchi refused to believe it at that time, but he didn't say anything, but looked at Bai Yang and asked:
"Why are you asking me to help you? Why should I help you?"
Look, who said that all elderly men like to nag, Mo Yuanchi is extremely straightforward.
Holding out three fingers, Bai Yang looked at Mo Yuanchi and smiled:
"Senior Mo, please do me two favors. First, protect me for five days. Second, please, Senior Mo, please ask the county magistrate to come over. I have something to do with him. Since I can't do it myself, I'll trouble you.
"
There was no way, Bai Yang could still rely on the blood patterned sword in his hand when he saw Mo Yuanchi, but the county magistrate knew who Bai Yang was, so he could only invite the county magistrate through Mo Yuanchi, one of the top three masters in Aoki County.
As long as he invites people, Bai Yang can convince them.
"Baiyang, right? Why are you so sure that I will help you with these two things?"
Mo Yuanchi looked at Bai Yang in shock and asked, whose child this is, isn't he too selfish?
"Protect me for five days, and I can return the blood-patterned sword to you, but only if you lend me the blood-patterned sword for a while, and I will return it to you after I find a better one..."
When Bai Yang said this, Mo Yuanchi waved his hand to interrupt Bai Yang's words and said with a strange look:
"The blood-patterned sword belongs to me. Now that it appears in front of me, do you think you can still take it away?"
However, Bai Yang refused to answer this question and said again:
"Please do me the second favor. It's very simple. Your apprentice, Shan Qiulin, has now become a useless person. He poked his own eyes and destroyed his martial arts..."
"What!"
Before Bai Yang finished speaking, Mo Yuanchi stood up with a look of astonishment and roared with a complex expression. A terrifying aura filled the air and the whole house was shaking.
His ears were a little numb from the shock. Bai Yang stretched out his little finger and took out his ears and said:
"After my enlightenment, Shan Qiulin has cheered up. Maybe I can help him practice martial arts again in the future..."
Mo Yuanchi waved his hand to interrupt Bai Yang again, calmed down, sat down again with a complicated look on his face and sighed:
"Leave the blood-patterned sword in your hands. When you've had enough fun, return it to me. I'll ask the county magistrate for you... That kid Qiu'er is a poor person. I owe him this. Hey...
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That's enough. Bai Yang specifically inquired and found out that Mo Yuanchi was a kind and righteous person. As long as he mentioned Shan Qiulin's matter, he would definitely agree.
Tsk, tsk, otherwise Bai Yang came here to seek death.
Then Bai Yang proposed that he would borrow his Mo Wen martial arts gym for a few days, and he would also give Mo Yuanchi 100 billion yuan as a reward. Soon there would be an auction in Qingmu County, where a life-extending pill would be auctioned, which could extend the life of the child.
The lifespan is ten yuan (thirty years). It will be up to Mo Yuanchi whether he can buy it to extend his lifespan and reach the master realm.
After that, Mo Yuanchi invited the county magistrate, and Bai Yang directly spent money. He didn't ask for the county magistrate's favor, as long as he upheld justice. I'm afraid there are not many officials who are not greedy. Otherwise, being an official would be a waste of money? So?
The county magistrate, who looks like Maitreya Buddha, was easily publicized by Bai Yang...
After that, Bai Yang started arranging the promotion of Zhuangqi Dan. He directly commanded the people of the Little Knife Gang through remote control, spread out tens of billions of Amway money from the Xue family, and hired extras to create a hot scene.
With this operation, the Xue family, the richest family in Qingmu County, was brought down in two days.
No matter which world there are, there are not many idiots with congenital mental retardation, and there are countless smart people in this world. Otherwise, how could there be strong men with powerful martial arts?
Of course Xue Bancheng is not a fool, otherwise he would not be able to defend the Xue family's huge industry, but Bai Yang's serial plan involves a cognitive problem, Amway, and hype. I am afraid that no one in this world has a systematic understanding.
In the face of huge interests, with eyes obscured by money, individuals will do crazy things, and it is reasonable for Xue Bancheng to fall for it.
This kind of thing can only be done once. If it is done more times, it will have no effect. Just like on the other side of the earth, almost everyone has received higher education, but there are still countless people speculating in stocks, lottery tickets, and basic funds.
\/\/Who is to blame if they jumped into the trap of violent industries such as Gold and Amway?
Are they all fools? Of course not, it’s just that the scammers are very clever and hard to detect...
Recalling what happened in the past two days, Bai Yang wandered around the Mowen Martial Arts School and soon found Lord Mo Yuanchi H, who was drinking tea.
"...I look forward to that day coming, when I will personally arrange a thousand banquets for Senior Mo to celebrate."
Still at the door, Bai Yang heard the loud voice of the county magistrate.
I don’t know where this county magistrate, who is as fat as a winter melon, comes from, with such a loud voice, and the fat all over his body trembles when he speaks.
Muttering in his heart, Bai Yang walked into the hall and asked with a smile:
"Your Excellency, Senior Mo, I don't know what you are talking about, but you are so happy?"
"Little friend Bai is here? Come, come, sit here. We were talking just now. If Senior Mo can become a master, I will personally hold a banquet to celebrate him. There has not been a strong master in this county for many years.
, and now Senior Mo is the person most promising to become a strong master."
The county magistrate turned to look at Bai Yang and smiled, motioning for him to sit next to him.
Damn it, if I hadn't given you the benefit of 100 billion yuan, how would you have recognized who I am? Muttering in his heart, Bai Yang sat down and said:
"There are thousands of warriors in the world, but only a few can step into the realm of Grandmaster. There may not be one among millions of people. If Senior Mo achieves the realm of Grandmaster..."
"Bai Yang, get out of here!"
Before Bai Yang finished speaking, a thunderous roar sounded outside Mo Wen Martial Arts Hall, spreading throughout the sky above the entire Mo Wen Martial Arts Hall.
coming!
Bai Yang narrowed his eyes.
Mo Yuanchi looked at Bai Yang with an indifferent expression and said nothing. The county magistrate put away his smile and drank tea by himself, as if nothing happened.
"Your Excellency, I have never done anything evil. Now it seems that someone wants to cause trouble for me. You have to make the decision for me."
Bai Yang looked at the county official and smiled.
This is fucking bureaucracy. You're obviously doing things with money, but you have to pretend like I don't know anything.
“Easy to talk about”
The county official nodded slightly.
Baiyang Baiyang doesn't matter, if you take the benefits and don't want to do things, then when the time comes, hum!
He turned around and said to Lin Bing'er:
"Bing'er, go out and see who is looking for me, just bring him here."