Tang Xiaobao said: "Forget it, I believe they don't dare to do anything to Lao Zhao, at least his life will not be in danger. Everything happened because of me, I will solve it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Haiyang walked in from outside.
He looked downcast and looked aggrieved, like an eggplant beaten by frost, as if he had suffered a huge blow.
Everyone immediately turned off the fire.
The scene was eerily quiet.
Zhao Haiyang came to Tang Xiaobao, picked up the wine bottle, and drank a bottle of beer, but suddenly he coughed violently, and then vomited a mouthful of blood.
As soon as everyone saw him, they immediately gathered around and offered all kinds of concerned greetings.
Zhao Haiyang laughed, waved his hand and said: "I'm fine, don't worry, eat, eat, everyone continue to eat."
After saying that, he turned around and went back to the hotel.
Tang Xiaobao said to Zheng Ping: "Director Zheng, please take care of this and let everyone eat well. If nothing happens, I'll go check it out and don't post randomly on WeChat Moments."
Then, he took Wanru back to the hotel.
Knocking on Zhao Haiyang's door, the latter sat on the sofa and cursed dejectedly: "Holy shit!"
Tang Xiaobao did not comfort him. He sat down and said with a smile: "What? Was it repaired?"
"As for Wang Zhao's grandson, I'll torture him for several streets!" Zhao Haiyang shouted.
"Stop bragging, okay?"
Tang Xiaobao smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know what you are capable of? To be honest, in the world, your martial arts is considered top-notch. Most people will not be your opponent. You have also been the chief's bodyguard, but what you are good at should be
The special forces, such as reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, etc. If you really want to talk about martial arts, I am not attacking you, they are much higher than you!"
Zhao Haiyang stopped bragging and said with emotion: "It is true that every mountain is higher than the next. I didn't expect that the people of Wudang Sect are so powerful. If a disciple comes out casually, I will lose. It is not said on the Internet that traditional martial arts has declined.
Well, didn’t they all say that it was blown out?”
"Damn it, do you really believe those people on the Internet who are making random comments? Let me tell you, judges of competitions such as martial arts style and the like are not considered martial arts people. Real martial arts people will not come to the secular world.
For those who wander around, their martial arts are secretly taught, and the rules are very strict. Not everyone can learn real martial arts. Like tomorrow's martial arts conference, all the participants
They are the real people in the martial arts world, and above them, there is the hidden ancient martial arts sect. Let me tell you this, there are actually three so-called martial arts schools. What everyone usually sees and hears are the outermost ones.
, that’s really not possible, you can’t usually come into contact with real masters, let’s just say this King Spear, he probably hasn’t received the true inheritance, that is, he is just a peripheral disciple.”
Tang Xiaobao taught Zhao Haiyang a lesson.
Zhao Haiyang blinked and asked: "Then which category do you belong to?"
"I am so wise and powerful, so naturally I am a being that surpasses these three martial arts circles, haha."
"Bragging again!"
Zhao Haiyang didn't believe it.
Tang Xiaobao didn't explain either. He couldn't say that he was a top-notch cultivator. He was indeed much better than the people from the ancient martial arts sect, right?
The key is that Zhao Haiyang doesn't believe it even if he says it.
Going from an atheist to a theist is a very difficult thing to achieve.
Tang Xiaobao grabbed Zhao Haiyang's wrist.
"I'm fine." Zhao Haiyang said.
After a while, Tang Xiaobao let go of his hand and glared: "You have suffered such serious internal injuries, and you still say you're fine, but it's really fine. You have a miracle doctor like me here."
After saying that, Tang Xiaobao took out the silver needle and began to acupuncture Zhao Haiyang.
The silver needle was inserted into Zhao Haiyang's back, and the innate energy flowed in. After ten minutes, Zhao Haiyang's internal injuries were healed.
After standing up and jumping for a few times, Zhao Haiyang returned to his lively appearance and looked much better. He said: "Damn, it's amazing. Okay, it's great. If you insist on going up the mountain tomorrow, I'll accompany you."
you."
"Forget it, just wait for my good news at the foot of the mountain with peace of mind. It's enough to have Wanru with me. If we really have to fight, you will be the target of abuse if you go. Don't hold me back." Tang Xiaobao rewarded.
Zhao Haiyang rolled his eyes.
Zhao Haiyang was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
"If you say you don't want to go, you won't go. No, we are brothers, I must go."
Tang Xiaobao said to Wanru: "Ask him if he is serious. If he is serious, you should clean him up first. It is best to let him lie in bed for a few days."
sweat……
It was as if he was staring at Zhao Haiyang without saying anything, but his cold eyes made Zhao Haiyang tremble.
"No, no, no. Isn't it okay if I don't go?"
Zhao Haiyang voluntarily surrendered.
There is no way, for him, he is like an absolute master among masters, and he can be beaten with one move!
Moreover, he understands Wanyuan too well.
Regarding Tang Xiaobao's orders, no matter whether they were joking or not, they seemed to be taken very seriously.
As long as he dares to say that he wants to go up the mountain, he believes that Wan Ru will beat him immediately and make him unable to get out of bed.
How embarrassing to be beaten by a woman!
Besides, Zhao Haiyang actually agreed with Tang Xiaobao's words. He had seen the strength of the Wudang Sect when he went up the mountain today. Yun Feiyang had beaten him to internal injuries in less than ten moves. If he really wanted to go up the mountain, it would be true.
Nothing can be done to help.
He was only a second-generation disciple, but he was abused. There were still so many figures from the older generation who had not taken action, and there were other martial arts sects that had not yet arrived.
Zhao Haiyang was feeling a little depressed at the moment. This failure was a big blow to him, and it also allowed him to truly understand the martial arts world.
It turns out that there are real masters in the martial arts world, and not everyone lives up to their fame.
"Okay, have a good rest. I can understand your mood. We are brothers, so don't be so polite. I will help you get back the injustice you have suffered. Then I will ask them to come together to apologize to you!
Just stay here and wait for me."
Tang Xiaobao patted Zhao Haiyang on the shoulder and comforted him.
Zhao Haiyang didn't take it seriously.
Come down the mountain to apologize to him?
Is that possible?
Regardless of whether others believe it or not, he doesn't believe it anyway.
In the afternoon, Tang Xiaobao and Wanru stayed in the room.
It was rare that these women didn't come to him. They were probably a little afraid of Wanru.
However, his cell phone was almost exploded.
The calls came one after another, but what surprised him the most was that Sister Mei also called.
Sister Mei seemed to have a good relationship with Hu Zongming, implicitly saying that she could come forward to deal with the matter with Hu Zongming, and everyone could sit down and have a meal in peace, and everything could be resolved easily.
It's a pity that Tang Xiaobao will not accept Sister Mei's kindness.
Mediation?
What nonsense.
He has already made a strong statement of challenge.
As a man, how could he go back on his word? Then Wang Mao would be so proud when he turned back!
Tang Xiaobao still expressed his gratitude to Sister Mei.
After all, this matter is such a big fuss, and ordinary people really won’t get involved.
Of course, Tang Xiaobao also understood that Sister Mei had her own considerations in doing this.
Everything has risks and has two sides. The greater the risk, the more benefits. (To be continued)