Giving you face?

Rao is Wen Zheng has a calm personality, and he was also stunned.

Anyone who is in Suhe City and is qualified to know the world of martial arts, who does not know Ning Moli's brutal prestige? Where did Director Wang Yongwang get his guts?

Click.

The phone hung up, and Wang Yong didn't say anything more.

Sizzle.

Wen Zheng couldn't help but light a cigarette, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "Could it be that Wang Yong has been-"

......

The night of the day.

Han Dong, who learned the news, dialed the phone number of Wang Yong, a high-ranking martial artist: "I'm Han Dong, and that person organized a loan for students, which originally had nothing to do with me. ”

"But he bullied my friend. ”

"In that case, it should be punished according to the normal law, why do you hinder it?"

In Han Dong's view, this type of illegal loan is a matter of supply when there is demand. Those who provide money are not legitimate, but those who borrow money are not worthy of sympathy.

He took care of this matter just because of Feng Yanqi.

Besides, he didn't use the popular method of independent trial in the martial arts world, but just dealt with it according to law, which actually led to Wang Yong's obstruction?

On the other side of the phone, a deep voice came out: "Han Dong, this person is my wife's own brother, you give me a face, this matter is over." ”

"Oh, no. Han Dong said lightly.

"Then what do you want to do? If you can invite Mr. Ning, I, Wang, should personally deal with him, but Mr. Ning can't be angry about this little thing. Wang Yong's voice could not hear the fluctuations of joy and anger, only unusually calm.

Han Dong was also bland: "Tomorrow I will come to the Yongshi Martial Arts Pavilion." If you can catch the three punches, give you face. If they can't take it, then everything is to be disposed of according to the normal law. ”

"Good. ”

Wang Yong hung up the phone first.

He sat in a large office, and next to him stood a sturdy bald man with studs on his ears and a cautious face.

Syllable.

Wang Yong slapped the table and glared at the strong man: "You should know that my Wang is the most annoying to these things on weekdays." If it weren't for Xiao Su's sake, I would have slapped you to death!"

"Great, big brother. The bald man shuddered with fright.

"All these years, I don't want to deal with you. Who would have thought that you would secretly use my name to live a prosperous life? Wang Yong sneered twice and leaned back in his chair: "After this time, you must leave Jiangnan Province immediately." ”

"Then where am I going?" said the bald man quickly.

"It's your own business. I'm just going to help you avoid jail time. Wang Yong took a deep breath and rubbed his eyebrows.

It's just a Han Dong, but he doesn't care.

But Han Dong was Ning Moli's disciple after all, and if it wasn't a last resort, he didn't want to provoke Han Dong for no reason.

Then.

The bald man tried to intercede for himself: "Big, big brother, you can't let me go!

"Shut up!

Wang Yong turned his head awe-inspiredly, his eyes were bored, as if the temperature in the entire office had dropped a little, which made the bald man feel tight, and hurriedly retreated respectfully.

After a while.

Wang Yong walked to the bookshelf, took out a yellowed group photo, and sighed lightly: "Xiao Su, your brother's inferiority will not change, and I can only help him one last time." ”

"Don't worry. ”

"Over the years, I haven't let my daughter practice martial arts...... Do you know, our daughter was admitted to Dihua University with her grades, and I plan to train her to be a scholar. ”

Martial arts, indeed, have incredible power.

But with power comes responsibility and obligation. Wang Yong would rather his daughter not be exposed to the world of martial arts, and he doesn't want his daughter to live on the edge of life and death.

After all.

Demons and monsters are getting stronger and stronger.

Phew.

He gently wiped his fingers over the yellowed photo...... Under the bright lights of the office, the picture seemed to glow.

——

The living room of Han Dong's house.

Click.

Han Wenzhi ate some spiced melon seeds, grabbed a handful by the way, and handed it to Han Dong: "Son, can you taste it too?" ”

"Nope. ”

Han Dong smiled and shook his head.

"You can't eat snacks often, but it's good to try them once in a while. Han Wenzhi retracted his palm and said leisurely: "These days have changed too much, Dad always feels very strange. ”

"Come and think. ”

"When you turn into a martial arts student, that's about the turning point of it all. Dad wants to ask, do you know Wu Jie?"

Wu Jie?

Han Dong leaned back on the sofa and pursed his lips.

He was more impressed by this name, and it was precisely because of Wu Jie that he triggered the crazy demon state for the first time. And since then, my inner belief has become more and more determined, and it has not changed.

But the question is-

Wu Jie is dead, how should I answer?

Han Dong wanted to speak several times, but stopped, shook his head, and did not speak.

After a while.

Han Wenzhi ate the last spiced melon seed: "Well, Dad just asked, nothing else." When we have time in the future, let's have a good chat. ”

"Of course. Han Dong smiled and spoke.

When you advance to the Martial Sect Realm, or complete the scientific research task in Shizun's mouth, you can let your parents know all this.

Small talk for a while.

"I'll sleep first, son, you should rest early, and don't work too hard to practice martial arts. Han Wenzhi asked with concern, and then got up and returned to the bedroom.

Han Dong sat on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief.

He's just a little confused, how did the other martial arts students hide from their parents? It's very different from the plot in fantasy literature.

My parents are very wise.

Han Dong deeply understands that the phrase "knowing the son and Mo Ruo's parents" is not just a proverb, but also applies to contemporary society.

"Is it because of the family level of martial arts students?"

"Most of the successful martial arts students have strong support from prominent families, and many of them even practice martial arts in the gym. ”

Thinking about it this way, he figured it out.

The common families of martial arts students are basically high-ranking officials and wealthy people, and they have long known the world of martial arts.

Click.

The clock in the living room turned, and silence shrouded in silence.

As Han Dong frowned, the night deepened, and the hour hand pointed to eleven o'clock.

He clasped his fists together, his eyes filled with deep thought: "Demons come from animals, and the conditions for opening spiritual wisdom should be similar to the inheritance of martial arts." So what is the source of the ghosts. ”

"Forget it. ”

"I hope that scientific research can make progress and start practicing martial arts for all people as soon as possible. ”

According to Han Dong's speculation, the reason for the ban on the whole people practicing martial arts may be related to the martial arts itself.

In fact, this is a bit unbelievable, because it will definitely prove that martial arts practitioners above the three realms of martial arts have unimaginable power, intentionally or unintentionally, can affect the survival of human beings on the earth.

Buzzing.

The phone trembled twice, and the message came from Feng Yanqi.

It's nothing more than some words of gratitude and gratitude, I want to invite Han Dong to dinner and thank you in person.

"Ahem. ”

"Just eat, it's just a trivial matter. Han Dong shook his head, rejected all of Feng Yanqi's thanks, and returned to the bedroom.

Phew.

After two quilt fixings, he fell asleep.

Tomorrow, I have to go to the Yongshi Martial Arts Hall to see if the martial artist Wang Yong is qualified to give face.

......

The next morning.

Located on the outskirts of Suhe City, the Yongshi Martial Arts Hall is more remote than the other two martial arts halls, and the surrounding area can be described as uninhabited.

But the more so, the more it can bring out the majestic style of this martial arts hall, even if it is remote, there are many young people who are willing to come here to practice martial arts, and no one knows about it.

Inside the martial arts hall.

Wang Yong and Lu Zhengyang stood on the martial arts training ground in the martial arts hall.

This is about 1,000 square meters of cement floor, and there is no plastic paving at all. If the teenagers fall once when practicing martial arts, it will still hurt.

"Ahem. ”

Lu Zhengyang, who had a gloomy face, looked around and sighed: "You are so dignified, how did you provoke Han Dong? I heard that you took the initiative to come up?"

He and Wang Yong usually have a good relationship.

In addition, both of them love their daughters very much, but they also have some common topics.

"Just one Han Dong is nothing. As long as Mr. Ning doesn't speak, why should I, Wang, be afraid?" Wang Yong put his hands behind his back and spoke leisurely.

"Han Dong has extraordinary potential, so it's best not to provoke easily. Lu Zhengyang tried to convince Wang Yong.

"Huh. ”

Wang Yong just crossed his arms and chuckled, not caring.

Crunch.

He glanced at Lu Zhengyang, who was worried, and sat on the chair gracefully: "Today's Yongshi Martial Arts Pavilion, there are only you and me, and Liu Bushui who was locked in the locker room by me. ”

"Just wait for Han Dong now. ”

"Unless his potential scares me, it is absolutely impossible for Liu Bushui to be handed over to the law. ”

There is a sentence that Wang Yong did not say in his heart.

What did Han Dong say on the phone yesterday? Let yourself pick him up three punches? I'm afraid that it is not arrogant lawlessness that dares to spit out such words.

Do you really think that with Ning Moli as a teacher, you can sweep everything?

Hehe.

Wang Yong's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth chuckled. In fact, he was also afraid of Ning Moli, but it was just such a small matter, and it couldn't alarm the famous Ning Moli at all.

"Whatever you want. ”

Lu Zhengyang shook his head and gave up the idea of persuasion.

After about twenty minutes, he heard the sound of parking outside, walked to the edge of the field, and prepared to wait and see.

If the fight is too intense, you have to reconcile it.

But after thinking about it, he was a mid-level martial artist, and he could only try to reconcile in the middle, Lu Zhengyang couldn't help but sigh with emotion and laughed at himself.

Meanwhile.

Crunch.

The main entrance of the martial arts hall was pushed open.

Han Dong, who was wearing gray short sleeves, walked into the martial arts hall with an expressionless face, and his voice was pleasant: "There are only you and Lu Zhengyang in the martial arts hall? ”

Smack.

Wang Yong clapped his palms: "Good hearing." ”

"Well, are you ready to take my three punches?" Han Dongfeng walked towards Wang Yong lightly and said with a light smile: "Someone will invite me to eat meat and crab pot, I am in a hurry." ”

Meat and crab pot?

Lu Zhengyang, who was standing on the edge of the field, scratched his head and looked difficult...... Is Han Dong actually a foodie?

He was silent, and he didn't know what to say.

Wang Yong, who was sitting there, was an extremely strong high-ranking martial artist realm, and it was estimated that he was only one step away from the general, so he was so despised, I was afraid that Han Dong would suffer.

"Hahahaha!"

Wang Yong still sits on a solid wooden chair, smiling back and forth, but his body remains straight up, as if he has heard the funniest joke in the world.

Crunchy.

Between the shaking of the wooden chair, Wang Yong raised his right palm.

"Han Dong, see clearly. ”

His words suddenly turned flat, urging the internal force and injecting it into his right palm, which instantly made his right palm emit a slight light, like a slightly dim searchlight.

Hiss!

Lu Zhengyang gasped and was shocked: "Martial Commander Realm!?"

Oh.

Han Dong responded lightly and said, "First punch." ”

As soon as the words fell, boom!!

The left fist of the towering giant mountain that pressed the world exploded the air, shook the audience, and blasted towards Wang Yong.