"Hey! Old man, stop pretending to be serious. Who dares to believe you?" Xuan Hao said.
"Don't worry, I won't treat you badly. Being my apprentice will definitely not be a loss." The old man smiled and blinked at Xuan Hao. The scar on his forehead wrinkled up and down, and his expression was very eye-catching.
Xuan Hao was already numb. He felt that if he dared not agree today, the old man would immediately kidnap someone.
"What about that?" Xuan Hao hesitated for a while, looking at the old man's bulging wallet: "Does food and accommodation come included?"
…
"Click"
This was a seemingly large mansion. The door was pushed open, but the inside was very different from Xuan Hao's imagination.
I thought that Old Man Li was so well-dressed, but when he walked into the mansion, he found that although the mansion was large, it was very deserted. It must have been a wealthy family in the past. Now there is not even a caretaker.
Master Li brought Xuan Hao in. There was wind under his feet, and he seemed to be in a good mood. After all, he could pick up a disciple after going out for a walk. Although he was a little naughty, he just needed to be trained well.
Xuan Hao crossed his arms and followed Master Li boredly. If he didn't have food and accommodation included, he wouldn't have followed this old man.
He finally returned to this country with nothing on him. It was really hard to have no money. He must be with a rich woman when he has time in the future.
As for now, let’s eat and drink here, it’s free and it tastes great.
"Grandpa Li, you are back." A weak female voice came from the room.
This is a girl with long black hair. She has a beautiful nose and beady lips. She is petite and cute. Two touches of red clouds dye her face, adding a bit of cuteness to her.
"Well, Xiaomi, this is the disciple I just accepted. I'll ask you to cook for one more person from now on." Master Li said with a smile.
"Okay." The girl responded softly, turning sideways and saluting Xuan Hao, "Hello, young master."
"Young Master?" Xuan Hao was confused by this title, "You...hello."
No, girl, have you ever seen a young man wearing rags?
No, no, this isn’t the point! Xiaomi? Xia Mi? Isn’t this timing unscientific?
"Old man Li, what is this?" Xuan Hao asked awkwardly. It was unscientific and out of his mind.
"No, this is the girl I picked up. She handles household affairs on weekdays, even though there is nothing wrong." Master Li smiled and scratched his head, "I told this girl not to be so polite at home.
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Picked it up? Where? I'll pick one up too! Do you really dare to bring anything home? Xuanhao was speechless.
"My name is Xia Mi. You can just call me Xiaomi. Grandpa Li is my savior. I have nothing to repay him except helping with some housework." Xia Mi said seriously.
Good guy, I almost believed it. Xuan Hao looked at the beautiful girl in front of him with questions all over his head. He couldn't figure out her purpose of approaching this old man. Can this old man threaten the Dragon King? Or is she so early?
Have you started to imitate humans? Forget it. If you can’t think of it, don’t think about it. It’s none of my business. I don’t know anything. Well, that’s it.
"Boy, I haven't asked you what your name is yet." Master Li suddenly asked as if he remembered something.
“Xuan Hao.”
"Also, you are now my disciple, and you will call me master from now on, do you understand?" Master Li said cheerfully.
"Okay. But what are you going to teach me, cheap master?"
"Humph, boy, I know you are not convinced now, okay, let's rest today, and master will show you his skills tomorrow." Master Li said.
"Let it show, why wait until tomorrow?" Xuan Hao scorned.
"You will know when the time comes." Master Li left a word and turned back to the room.
"Hey, hey, hey! Where should I sleep?" Xuan Hao asked towards the old man's back.
"Sir, please come with me." Xia Mi gestured with a playful gesture.
"...Don't call me young master."
Xia Mi took Xuan Hao to the adjacent room. It was empty, with only a wooden bed and a table. No one had lived in it for a long time, but the room was extremely clean, and it looked like it was cleaned frequently.
"Sir, I'm going to get you a bedding, please wait a moment." Xia Mi said.
"Uh... ok... I told you not to call me that." Xuan Hao was still not used to being called and treated like this, and felt that there was a generation gap.
"Young Master, Young Master? Young Master!" Xia Mi turned around and called three more times.
"You guy, you get more and more enthusiastic the more you talk, right?"
…
The next day, Master Li took Xuan Hao out and walked on the street. There were unusually few people today.
"Where are we going?" Xuan Hao asked.
"Hit people." Master Li said without looking back.
"What the hell? It's just showing off your hands, isn't it?" Xuan Hao was a little scared. Did the old man want to scare the monkeys?
"I originally planned to beat someone up today, but I just happened to accept you as my apprentice, so I can show off my skills." Master Li looked stern today, unlike yesterday when he could still chat and laugh with Xuan Hao.
Soon Xuanhao understood why there were so few people on the street today. Master Li took him to a ring. The place was already crowded with people. Most of the people surrounding the ring were Chinese, and there were also gorgeously dressed Western nobles. They
Sitting on the bench next to the ring, I leisurely enjoyed the "competition" on the stage.
It was said to be a martial arts competition, but in fact it was just a one-sided ravage. There were three people wearing boxer uniforms lying on the ring. Just now, they were knocked down by the same person. It was so fast that no one saw clearly how they fell.
Yes, I could only see them falling to the ground unconscious with blood on their faces. Their faces were distorted by the beatings, and they looked like they had received more than one punch.
On the ring, a burly man with blond hair raised his hands high, pumped his fists and shouted, declaring his victory to the nobles next to him, and at the same time swearing his strength to the people under the ring. He pointed his finger at the onlookers in the ring.
The people pointed at the poster next to them.
Xuan Hao frowned because he saw a flash of golden light in the blond man's eyes and the words "Sick Man of East Asia" written on the poster.
You said that you, a mixed race, came here to bully ordinary people and feel superior. Is that interesting?
"Grass (a kind of plant)!" Xuan Hao finally figured out why Old Man Li looked so serious today. I'm sorry, Old Man Li, I wrongly blamed you. You are a good person.
"Huh? Where is Old Man Li?" Xuanhao looked around. After arriving here, he did not see Old Man Li.
The purpose of Master Li coming here today is to deal with the idiot on the stage. Yesterday, he received the news that this idiot relied on his own blood to set up a ring here, provoke in the street, and dare to call himself a boxing champion from Russia?
What a joke, in this world, he is the only one with the highest ceiling in boxing, and that’s enough.
Master Li raised his hand and waved a brush, wrote a big word "李" on the sign of life and death, stamped his feet, jumped onto the ring, touched the rope with his toes, and landed steadily on the hemp rope surrounding the ring, looking down from a high position.
Looking at the so-called boxing champion in front of him, he is as strong as an ox, just like the 600 kilogram sandbag he usually uses for training. I don't know if any sandbags are useful.