"Zhang Yang, where did you learn your kicking skills?" asked Yang Zhendong on the way to the hotel.

"Brother, it's not that you have guided it well, I have worked a little harder, so this is like this. Zhang Yang replied vaguely.

"I guide?" Yang Zhendong thought that he had indeed talked to Zhang Yang about kicking skills, but as for guidance, he himself knew that he didn't even know where the threshold of kicking skills was.

"Don't pretend to be confused for me, is it with another master!" Yang Zhendong scolded with a smile.

"Master?" Zhang Yang immediately said when he heard this: "Yes, I worshipped a Yanjing master. But he said in his heart: My master's kung fu has nothing to do with Shaolin kung fu.

"What is your name? Tell me, maybe I'll be familiar with it. ”

"Everyone else calls him Lin Lao. I don't know the exact name. Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed, because he thought that the master was the master, so what did he care about the name.

"Lin Lao, Yanjing's?" Yang Zhen became excited: "Zhang Yang, is Lin Lao you talking about the invisible head coach of Yanjing X troops?"

Zhang Yang was strange, "How do you know the identity of my master?"

"I also participated in a martial arts exchange meeting in Yanjing, the organizer was an official background, and invited Lin Lao to come out to sit in town, we met once, and an insider secretly told me. ”

Yang Zhendong said with emotion: "I didn't expect that Lin Lao turned out to be your master. He smiled: "Now I also know, it turns out that the reason why you are better than me is that you worship Lin Lao as a teacher." ”

Before Zhang Yang could say anything, Yang Zhendong leaned over and said, "Zhang Yang, discuss something with you." How?"

Zhang Yang vaguely guessed what he was going to say, so he smiled: "If I can do it, of course there is no problem!"

"When will I introduce Lin Lao, I can learn a few tricks from him!" Yang Zhendong had an expectant expression.

"Of course, there is no problem. Zhang Yang smiled: "However, it is not up to me whether my master can teach you or not." ”

"I don't care about this, you have to know, who taught your kung fu, you can't forget the old master if you have a new master!" Yang Zhendong's tone was a little "scoundrel".

"Okay! I'll introduce you!" Zhang Yang said with a smile. But I was thinking in my heart, I don't know if Brother Zhendong has the talent to comprehend the "Gate of Wonders"!

Because, when Lin Lao taught him metaphysics, he said that the comprehension of the door of all wonders is one ten-thousandth. In other words, if 10,000 people go to school, only one person may have a chance to succeed.

“……”

After parking the car and entering the hotel, Weng Fan greeted him.

"Director Yang, Zhang Xiaoxia, please, please sit inside!" Weng Fan was very polite.

Zhang Yang looked at the arrangement of the entire banquet, there were eight tables in total, and the middle table was the largest round table, which could seat 20 people.

Yang Zhendong and Zhang Yang were invited to sit down at the largest table. Weng Fan sat down next to Yang Zhendong.

In a short time, the seven tables on the periphery were filled with the arrival of guests, while the main table was still empty with a dozen seats.

At this time, a person hurriedly walked in at the door of the restaurant, and he said something in Weng Fan's ear. I saw that Weng Fan's face became ugly, and then he nodded.

Zhang Yang listened to the words word for word in his ears, and his heart suddenly understood. This Weng Fan is really just a puppet, so who is the Lord Yamashita in this mouth?

Weng Fan stood up, he held the red wine glass, and said loudly: "Thank you martial arts colleagues for giving me Weng Fan's face, I would like to express my great gratitude for everyone's coming! With that, he drank a glass of red wine in one gulp.

Everyone also stood up and drank a glass of wine.

I only heard Weng Fan continue: "The martial arts alliance was created by my mentor Lord Yamamoto, and the purpose of his old man's creation of the alliance is to form an alliance of global martial arts colleagues, and to pursue higher martial arts in order to achieve higher development. Originally, he was going to come over and have a drink with everyone, but unfortunately there was something temporary, so the family teacher took me as the representative and apologized to everyone!"

With that, he took another drink.

Zhang Yang looked around, except for the ninja fighter who was kicked and injured by himself in the match, he found that there were five people who should have appeared. So, in the name of toasting, he raised his glass to Weng Fan, who raised his glass.

"President Weng, your association is really amazing, I just don't know where your association's headquarters is, so I have a chance to visit you next time!"

"Zhang, Zhang Xiaoxia, our martial arts alliance is mainly based on branches, this headquarters, hehe!" Weng Fan was undoubtedly embarrassed, he didn't expect anyone to ask him this question, the problem is, he didn't know where the headquarters was, "Come! Drink!"

Zhang Yang sneered in his heart, he also felt pity for him, and at the same time, he also had a strong interest in the founder of the Martial Arts Alliance. After thinking about it, he raised his glass.

"Come!

After a few glasses of wine, Zhang Yang dangled "too much to drink", said, "I'm not drunk!" and then lay on the wine table. Yang Zhendong shouted a few times, but he didn't respond.

"I'm still drinking at this amount!" Yang Zhendong shook his head.

"Waiter, come here. Weng Fan immediately called the hotel service staff.

With the help of the service staff, Zhang Yang, who was "drunk like mud", went to the room to rest.

At the same time as the service staff left, Zhang Yang sat up, and there was half a point of drunkenness on his face. Glancing out of the closed door, he sneered, for, at the door, he saw a man guarding.

He sensed the imprint aura left on the body of the ninja fighter in the afternoon, and the next second, he appeared at the door of a room: room 1414. There are a few people walking back and forth at the door, and at a glance they know that they are standing guard to prevent outsiders from eavesdropping at the door.

"Master, thank you for treating my wounds!" said someone from the room.

Zhang Yang flashed into the room, only to see that it was the ninja boxing contestant who was seriously injured by his own kick who spoke. On the other side of him was an old man with an eagle nose. Nearby, stood 10 masked men.

"Well, Hunter, if you talk about the process of your injury, I don't think it's that simple. The eagle-nosed old man said.

"It turns out that your guy's name is Hunter!" Zhang Yang smiled in his heart, he should know what your name is when he kicked you for nothing.

"Yes, master!" replied Hunter, describing the whole process. When Zhang Yang heard this, except for the imprint, the rest of the whole process was really inseparable from what he said. The heart said, this guy is still a talent!

The eagle-nosed old man stood up and walked around the room a few times, and then, he stopped in front of Hunter. "Hunter, I think the other party is merciful, why he is merciful, I don't know yet. If this Zhang Yang is that Zhang Yang, this matter is not so simple. ”

"This Zhang Yang is that Zhang Yang?" Zhang Yang also heard in a fog.

"Master, it shouldn't be so Zhang Yang, isn't that Zhang Yang still a student, how could he go to a martial arts gym to practice martial arts. Moreover, this Zhang Yang's leg skills are at least 15 years old. And that Zhang Yang, although he performed well in the World Science and Technology Competition, was only the kung fu of his hands, and he was not seen to show his kung fu on his legs. Hunter analyzed.

Zhang Yang finally understood what they meant by this Zhang Yang and that Zhang Yang, it turned out that it was a suspicion of his identity.

The eagle-nosed old man snorted, he seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "It is rumored that Zhang Yang may be a qi martial artist, if it is a qi martial artist, I don't dare to touch it, it seems that it should not be that Zhang Yang." ”

He glanced at everyone, and finally stopped at Hunter and said, "It's not that Zhang Yang is the best, but, without my order, you don't mess with anyone in this Dongzhen Martial Arts Pavilion!"

"Yes, but what exactly is the purpose of the master's organization to let us control the world of martial arts?" Hunter then asked.

"In the future, you don't ask much about the organization. The eagle-nosed old man continued: "The organization asked me to run the Martial Arts Alliance in the name of Lord Yamashita, I don't know the specifics, you are my eldest apprentice, and I am also the most optimistic, but you have to remember that in front of outsiders, you can't reveal anything about the organization." The eagle-nosed old man turned to the ten masked men standing beside him and said, "You also have to remember for me!"

"Yes!Ishida-sama!" the ten masked men said in unison.

"Organization! This is a terrible organization, Ishida Liu Sheng have been running it for most of my life, and I am also famous in the martial arts, but I have become a pawn of this organization!" Ishida Liu Sheng sighed.

Organization? Which organization is this? Why do you want to control the martial arts colleagues all over the world? Zhang Yang also returned to his room with a puzzled face.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Zhang Yang saw that it was Yang Zhendong. So he pretended to have just woken up and asked, "Who?"

"Me, your brother, are you awake?" asked Yang Zhendong.

opened the door, "Brother, have you drunk? I drank a little more." Zhang Yang stretched.

"I heard my mother say that you can drink a lot, and today it seems that this is it, and you will fall down with two bottles of red wine?" Yang Zhendong sighed.

He felt that he could still surpass Zhang Yang in some places, such as drinking.

"Brother, this matter is over here, will you go back at night?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Let's go back, I'll call Chairman Weng, and we'll go!" Yang Zhendong said, took out his mobile phone, made a call to Weng Fan, and said what he meant. After a while, Weng Fan, who hurriedly came up from downstairs, carried two boxes of ginseng in his hand, saying that it was a small gift from the Martial Arts Alliance for everyone participating in the exchange competition.

Zhang Yang didn't care about it, giving gifts was just a regular exchange, but he sensed it casually from the breath of ginseng, but he didn't expect that it was more than a hundred years old ginseng, and combined with the size of the ginseng, the price turned out to be more than one million.

Now, Zhang Yang is really interested in this organization.

With the means, talents, and money, it is difficult for this organization to fail to do anything!