Tang Xiaobao said: "Forget it, I believe they don't dare to do anything to Lao Zhao, at least there will be no danger to his life, everything is caused by me, and I will solve it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Haiyang walked in from outside.

Dejected, with an aggrieved face, like a frosted eggplant, as if it had been hit hard.

Everyone suddenly turned off the fire.

The scene was frighteningly quiet.

Zhao Haiyang came to Tang Xiaobao's side, picked up the wine bottle, and poured a bottle of beer violently, but suddenly and violently coughed, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as everyone saw it, they immediately gathered around to greet them with all kinds of concern.

Zhao Haiyang smiled, waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, don't worry, eat, eat, everyone continue to eat." ”

With that, he turned around and went back to the hotel.

Tang Xiaobao said to Zheng Ping: "Director Zheng, you take care of it here, let everyone eat well, it's nothing, I'll go and see, don't mess with the circle of friends." ”

Then, he returned to the hotel with him.

Knocking on Zhao Haiyang's door, the latter sat on the sofa and scolded dejectedly: "Damn!"

Tang Xiaobao didn't comfort him, sat down and said with a smile: "What's the matter?"

"As for Wang Mao's turtle grandson, I will abuse him for a few streets!" Zhao Haiyang shouted.

"Don't brag, okay?"

Tang Xiaobao smiled bitterly: "I don't know your skills yet? To be honest, in the world, your martial arts are considered to be top-notch, ordinary people will not be your opponents, and you have also been the chief's bodyguard, but what you are good at should be the set of special forces, such as reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, if you really want to talk about martial arts, it is not me who strikes you, it is much higher than you!"

Zhao Haiyang stopped bragging, and said with emotion: "It's true that a mountain is higher than a mountain, I didn't expect that the people of the Wudang faction are so powerful, just come out with a disciple, I will lose, didn't the Internet say that traditional martial arts have declined, don't they all say that it is blown out?"

"Damn, do you really believe that those people on the Internet are blindly spraying, let me tell you, what kind of martial arts style and other event judges are usually not considered martial arts people, real martial arts people, will not come to the world, people's martial arts are secret, and the door rules are extremely strict, not everyone can learn real kung fu, like tomorrow's martial arts conference, the participants, are all real martial arts people, and above them, there are hidden ancient martial arts sects, so tell you, the so-called martial arts, in fact, there are three, what everyone usually sees and hears, are the most peripheral, that is indeed not good, real masters, you usually can't touch, just say this king spear, I guess I didn't get the true inheritance, that is, a peripheral disciple. ”

Tang Xiaobao taught Zhao Haiyang a lesson.

Zhao Haiyang blinked and asked, "Then which category do you belong to?"

"I'm so wise and martial arts, naturally I am an existence beyond these three martial arts, haha. ”

"Bragging again!"

Zhao Haiyang didn't believe it.

Tang Xiaobao didn't explain, he couldn't say that he was a first-class figure in cultivating immortals, and he was indeed much stronger than the people of the Guwu Sect, right?

The point is that Zhao Haiyang doesn't believe it.

Going from being an atheist to becoming a theist is a very difficult thing to achieve.

Tang Xiaobao grabbed Zhao Haiyang's wrist.

"I'm fine. Zhao Haiyang said.

Halfway, Tang Xiaobao let go of his hand and glared: "You have suffered such serious internal injuries, and you said that you are fine, but it is really fine, there is a miracle doctor like me." ”

After speaking, Tang Xiaobao took out the silver needle and began to apply the needle to Zhao Haiyang.

The silver needle was inserted into Zhao Haiyang's back, and the innate qi crossed in, and ten minutes later, Zhao Haiyang's internal injuries healed.

Standing up and jumping a few times, Zhao Haiyang regained his vigorous appearance, his complexion was much better, and said: "Damn, it's really a god, okay, it's really good, in this way, if you have to go up the mountain tomorrow, then I will accompany you." ”

"Forget it, you can wait for my good news at the bottom of the mountain, it's enough to accompany me, if you really want to fight, you are also the target of abuse, don't hold me back. Tang Xiaobao gave Zhao Haiyang a roll of the eye.

Zhao Haiyang was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

"If you don't go, you won't go, no, we are brothers, I must go. ”

Tang Xiaobao said to Wanru: "You ask him if he is serious, if it is true, you clean him up first, and it is best to let him lie in bed for a few days." ”

Sweat......

It was like staring at Zhao Haiyang, and he didn't say anything, just his cold eyes made Zhao Haiyang palpitate.

"Don't don't, can't I go if I don't go?"

Zhao Haiyang voluntarily surrendered.

There's no way, for him, it's like an absolute master of masters, and one move can abuse him!

And, he knew too well.

Regarding Tang Xiaobao's order, regardless of whether it was a joke or not, it seemed that they were all taken very seriously.

As long as he dared to say that he was going up the mountain, he believed that he would definitely beat him out of bed immediately.

What a shame to be beaten by a woman!

Besides, Zhao Haiyang actually recognized Tang Xiaobao's words, he had already seen the strength of the Wudang faction when he went up the mountain today, and the clouds were flying, and it took less than ten moves to beat him into internal injuries, and if he really wanted to go up the mountain, he really couldn't help anything.

He was just a second-generation disciple, he was abused, and there were so many older generation figures who didn't make a move, and there were other martial arts sects that didn't arrive.

Zhao Haiyang's mood at the moment was a little depressed, this time the failure hit him quite hard, and it also made him really recognize the martial arts.

It turns out that there are really masters in the martial arts, and not everyone is famous.

"Okay, take a good rest, I can understand your feelings, we are brothers, don't be so polite, I will help you get back the grievances you have suffered, and I will let them apologize to you when the time comes! ”

Tang Xiaobao patted Zhao Haiyang's shoulder and comforted.

Zhao Haiyang didn't take it seriously.

Coming down the mountain to apologize to him?

Is that possible?

It doesn't matter if others believe it or not, he doesn't believe it anyway.

In the afternoon, Tang Xiaobao and Wanru stayed in the room.

It's rare that the girls didn't come to him, and they probably were a little afraid of Wanru.

But his phone almost blew up.

The calls came one after another, and the most surprising thing to him was that Sister Mei actually called.

Sister Mei seems to have a good relationship with Hu Zongming, and implicitly said that she can come forward to Hu Zongming to deal with this matter, and everyone will sit down for a meal in a friendly manner, and everything can be solved.

It's a pity that Tang Xiaobao won't accept Sister Mei's kindness.

Conciliation?

.

He's already written a battle letter.

As a man, how can he go back on his word, then the king spear is still unexpectedly heavenly!

Tang Xiaobao still expressed his gratitude to Sister Mei.

After all, this matter is so big, ordinary people really don't want to get into it, and if one doesn't get it right, it won't please left and right.

Of course, Tang Xiaobao also understands that Sister Mei has her own considerations for doing this.

There are risks in everything, and there are two sides to them, and the greater the risk, the more benefits.