Several of them quietly hid in the utility room, and when they were about to go out, they suddenly heard someone whispering in the courtyard.

"This is what you have to do~!Give him this bowl of tea to drink~, kumquat and poppy~, make sure he is weak~. But it~, hey, hey, hey......... This voice is none other than Wang Tiehari's.

"Kumquat and poppy~?" Wu Guiqiang suddenly shuddered.

The younger generation doesn't understand, but he does. Kumquat and poppy to make tea will make the drinker feel that the tea soup tastes sweet, and after drinking, the spirit is 100 times greater. However, this is a crazy act fueled by pulling out the seedlings, and after the effect of the drug has passed, the drinker will become depressed and will only recover by drinking it again.

To put it bluntly, this is similar to being blessed and anointed.

Before liberation, some martial arts people practiced hard. At that time, the living conditions were poor, I couldn't afford to eat big fish and meat, and my physical condition couldn't keep up with the needs of practice, so I used this to stimulate my body and tap my potential.

However, this thing has been confirmed by generations of national art cultivators, it is a drug and cannot be touched. Once addicted, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Who is it for~?" Wu Guiqiang frowned and thought to himself.

"Master~, what if that Chu Yun sees out~and refuses to drink~?" another person whispered and uncovered the puzzle.

"That's not nonsense~, you won't watch it yourself~?" Wang Tiehari shouted loudly, "Today's gambling is very important~, we can make a lot of money if we win~, and we can also do Chu Yun by the way~." Otherwise~, it's not easy for Boss Ke to explain~. ”

It turned out that Wang Tiehari gambled with others, and lost a lot of money before, a loan shark of 200,000 yuan, and today he will win or lose with one punch.

That day, Chu Yun brought someone to ask for rent and showed his hand in front of Wang Tiehari. Wang Tiehari suddenly found that his talent was very good, and his kung fu was also very good. Only then did he have a whim, under the pretext of paying the rent, and asked Chu Yun to punch him.

In fact, today Wang Tiehari is a win-win situation, whether Chu Yun wins or loses, it will be good for him.

If Chu Yun wins, he will naturally not mention it, if he loses and is injured or killed by his opponent, Boss Ke will naturally pay off the usury for him, and he will also reduce the protection fee for three years. This is also a good choice for Wang Tiehari.

So, today he was in a very good mood.

"Dang Chang~!"

There was a sudden noise in the utility room, which attracted Wang Tiehari's attention: "What happened~?" He turned his head suspiciously and glanced at the utility room.

"Eh~, it may be that the rats inside are making trouble~, I haven't sorted it out for a long time~. The apprentice said softly.

"We have to tidy up and clean it well~, otherwise the students and parents will come to see it~, the utility room of this martial arts hall is so messy~, we won't have a good impression of it~, you know~. Wang Tiehari grimaced, and after reprimanding, he strode into the building with his hands behind his back.

In the utility room, Wu Guiqiang heard that there was no movement outside, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and slapped his son hard: "Tell you to be careful~, be careful~, if they come in to check just now~, we'll be all done~!"

Wu Lingdong was beaten and shrunk his neck, aggrieved, and muttered in a low voice: "It's so narrow here~, and there are three more people squeezed~, I didn't mean it~." But~, they want to frame the sect master~, what can I do~?"

"Quick~, find someone to go~. Wu Guiqiang said hurriedly.

The three of them quietly opened the door, but fortunately, everyone was in the building at this time, and there was no one in the courtyard. They rushed into the building quickly, and the hall on the first floor was full of people.

In the martial arts circle of Cangzhou City, all kinds of good players have come. Although Wu Guiqiang is an elder of the Bajiquan Sect, he is basically semi-retired, and he is not very familiar with people in the martial arts circle. So in this lively crowd, no one noticed them.

They walked around the spacious hall, and finally saw Chu Yun in the corner who was closing his eyes and recuperating.

Wu Guiqiang hurriedly stepped forward and told Chu Yun everything he had just heard.

Chu Yun frowned, and said hatefully: "It's so despicable~!"

"Sect Master~, I think we'll forget it today~. 100,000 yuan is not a day or two that has not arrived~. Wu Guiqiang said softly, "I'm worried that you're young~, what should I do if you fall into a trap~?"

"Don't worry, uncle~, if you don't tell me~, I may be tricked~. Now that he knows~, he won't be able to get me~. Chu Yun's eyes were calm, and he said lightly, "You are not allowed to come in~, let's wait for the opportunity to leave~, I can handle it here~." ”

Chu Yun's eyes were full of confidence, which also made Wu Guiqiang feel a lot more at ease. He nodded, and told Chu Yun to pay more attention to safety, and secretly returned the same way with the children.

But he said that not long after Wu Guiqiang left, sure enough, a disciple of the Wang Clan's Martial Arts Hall came over with a bowl of tea and handed it to Chu Yun.

"Sect Master Chu, please drink tea~!" The disciple's expression was very respectful, but his eyes were very evasive. He lowered his head, but kept peeking at Chu Yun.

Zhou Bingran already knew it in his heart, pretending not to know, and slowly picked up the tea bowl. The disciple turned to leave, walked into the crowd and quietly observed Chu Yun. I found that he was drinking tea slowly, so I was relieved to reply to the task.

In fact, how did he know that Chu Yun had already secretly changed a cup of tea.

After Wu Guiqiang informed him of this conspiracy, he first found a bowl of tea and hid it secretly. When the man brought the tea, he immediately replaced it. The movement was so fast that no one noticed.

After taking a few sips of tea in his hand, Chu Yun felt annoyed. This Wang Tiehari is vicious, and he doesn't look like a bold martial artist at all.

"You can't just forget it~, you have to make him pay the corresponding price~. Chu Yun said secretly in his heart.

It just so happened that there was an empty tea tray placed on the seat next to him, so Chu Yun brought the tea tray and put the bowl of tea with kumquat and poppy on it.

He saw Wang Tiehari walking over with a few people with a smile, so he deliberately drank tea.

Wang Tiehari was accompanied by his creditors. He saw Chu Yun drinking tea from a distance, and he was overjoyed.

"This kid drank that tea~, and he will have to be at my mercy in the future~. Regardless of whether Ke Qingbiao is there ~ or not, he will be a good chess piece for me~, manipulating him~, don't I completely own this building~, or even the Bajiquan Sect~?"

In fact, he rented this building, and deliberately had a good relationship with Wu Guiqiang at the beginning, not only to rely on the rent, but also for a very important reason - the Bajiquan Sect.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the Bajiquan Sect has a very ancient national art secret book, and that Zhao Shanhe was able to achieve something in the rivers and lakes because he read this national art secret book at the beginning.

It's a pity that Zhao Shanhe is too arrogant and doesn't like to take care of the sect, otherwise today's Bajiquan sect must be the first-class sect of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association.

Wang Tiehari walked towards Chu Yun with a smile: "Brother Chu~, let me introduce you~, this is the head of the Flying Eagle Gate~, Master Weixing Air Guard." Master Wei, this is Brother Zhao's heir~. ”

Wei Xingkong, who was standing next to Wang Tiehari, looked to be in his fifties, short and dundun, wearing a black satin practice uniform, and he looked like a practitioner.

His two hands were fat and thick, and the nails of both hands were worn bald. Chu Yun knew that this was caused by his long-term practice of that kind of hand kung fu.

This man has bulging temples and is a master. However, he does not have the breath of internal force on his body, this kind of person may still have some combat effectiveness when he is young, but when he is old, as his physical body weakens, his strength will become weaker and weaker.

On the contrary, the cultivation method that Zhao Shanhe taught to Chu Yun will become stronger and stronger with the accumulation of years, provided that he works hard enough and is talented.

Wei Xingkong glanced at Chu Yun disdainfully, and said without raising his eyes: "Lao Wang~, this is the person you found~? ”

"Hey~, don't underestimate Brother Chu~, he is Zhao Shanhe's proud protégé~. Oh~, by the way, Brother Chu~, I have something to tell you....... Wang Tiehari shamelessly told him that Chu Yun was going to gamble.

After talking a lot, he felt that his mouth was dry, so he picked up the tea bowl on the tea tray and took a look, and found that this bowl was ownerless tea, so he drank it all.

"Hmm~, the tea purchased by the third child this time is not bad~. After taking a big sip, he only felt a refreshing sweetness spreading rapidly in his throat, which was very comfortable.

Seeing Wang Tiehari finish drinking the tea, Chu Yun sneered in his heart: "You deserve it~!"

Of course, he was still angry on the face, even though he had been prepared for it.

If Wang Tiehari really intends to give him rent, why invite so many people~? In the center of the hall, a simple ring was actually built.

Chu Yun was not repulsed, but was very happy. He is in dire need of an opponent right now to hone himself.

Wang Tiehari's heart was secretly refreshed, he felt that he had cheated Chu Yun, this kid was honest, and he didn't even know how to resist, it seems that the people of the entire Bajiquan Sect are virtuous and soft.

"Brother Chu~, you can not promise me~. But you know~, I don't have any money on hand~. Only after win~, I can give you rent~. Wang Tiehari pretended to be helpless and said.

"Needless to say~, I'll fight~. Chu Yun said lightly.

"Okay~!" Wang Tiehari applauded happily, "I'll wait for your words~." His eyes became a little excited, but he didn't realize that it was the work of the bowl of tea.

When the time came, with a loud gong, the host came to the stage with a microphone in hand.

Opening remarks: "Fellow martial arts colleagues~, all martial arts masters~, today is Cao Yun of the Flying Eagle Gate and Chu Yun representing the Wang Martial Arts Hall~." The bet on this bet war is from one to fifty times ~, and bet at the front desk ~. Are you optimistic about Cao Yun like an eagle spreading its wings~, or are you optimistic about Chu Yun who is as calm as a mountain~?Welcome to bet~!Everyone is dry~!"

After a burst of cheers and applause, everyone went crazy like gamblers. As soon as the door opened, Wu Guiqiang also squeezed in. He also bets, and gambling is one of his hobbies.

Chu Yun changed his clothes, warmed up a little, relaxed his breath, and stepped on the steps to the ring steadily.

The other party was a short and thin man, in his thirties, shirtless, walked to the ring and did a beautiful backflip, and jumped up steadily~.