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Wang Wenda's answer was straightforward, without the slightest boast of the enemy's strength, nor did he belittle his own kung fu in the slightest.

Just like him, his hairstyle has not changed for decades, and the length will never exceed half a finger.

What is there to doubt about what a man with a hairstyle that can remain unchanged for thirty years?

Nan Xiangling looked at the meticulous man in front of her weakly, and she really didn't know how to express the feelings in her heart.

She can finally understand why so many netizens on the Internet like to say "I have an MMP, I don't know whether to say it or not".

It's really powerless to complain.

Nan Xiangling has seen the world, and has appeared as an official player in the taekwondo competition of the Olympic Games, and her psychological quality is extremely hard. After hearing Wang Wenda's words, she immediately thought about the follow-up response plan in her mind.

Wang Wenda is the secret trump card of Wufeng Taekwondo Gym, if he can't make a move, then only the head coach of the headquarters and the branch directors of Huaxia Capital, Demon City, and S City are qualified to be Liu Xi's opponents.

But those four adults naturally couldn't appear at this time, and Nan Xiangling could only put all her hopes on Wang Wenda.

"Master Wang. ”

Nan Xiangling suddenly spoke in a low voice, and did not call Wang Wenda as the coach, but called him Master Wang.

This title, on the one hand, is a title between Chinese martial artists, representing recognition and respect for the strength of the other party.

As soon as the title of master came out, Wang Wenda's face became more serious.

"In the three years since you served in the Wufeng Taekwondo Gym, the Gym and I have never treated you badly, and even our head hall master has also had a relationship with your peers. ”

Nan Xiangling said and bowed deeply to Wang Wenda: "This time, please also ask you." ”

Her words were soft, but her tone was heavy.

Wang Wenda looked at her, the two looked at each other, and after a while, Wang Wenda nodded.

Nan Xiangling is right, when Wang Wenda came to Wufeng Taekwondo Gym three years ago to kick the gym, he was in need of money.

That's why he came to the gym to show his kung fu at the same time, but also to make a name for himself in Lan City, and then open the museum to make money.

After Nan Xiangling hired him as the honorary coach of Wufeng Taekwondo Gym, she gave him 50,000 yuan for emergency at that time.

Every month since then, Nan Xiangling has played 20,000 yuan in Wang Wenda Card on time until now.

Nan Xiangling had already asked someone to investigate Wang Wenda, and knew that he had a son with heart disease, who usually needed to spend money to take medicine and raise money for surgery.

It can be said that Nan Xiangling is indeed very good to Wang Wenda, and she is benevolent and righteous. Wang Wenda also helped Nan Xiangling beat away many masters, and earned enough reputation for the Wufeng Taekwondo Gym in City C, and the Taekwondo Gym has today's scale.

This was originally an equal transaction of taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others, but Nan Xiangling's bow suddenly changed a little.

It is clear that it is to repay the favor.

Wang Wenda thought to himself: A stick is a stick, no matter how well it is disguised, it is still cold in nature.

It turns out that she always thought that she was a favor to me!

Wang Wenda's heart is complicated, he learned the ancient Chinese martial arts Bajiquan and Phi Hang Gong, but he worked as a bodyguard in a martial arts gym that specialized in teaching stick martial arts, and his main task was to deal with local kung fu masters.

Sometimes it's ironic when I think about it.

But after all, his son was critically ill at that time, and it was indeed Nan Xiangling who gave him 50,000 yuan in medical expenses, allowing him to save his son's life. Later, Nan Xiangling gave him a salary every month, but did not ask him for anything, so that he had time and money to take his son to Manhuaxia for medical treatment.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Wenda has always stayed in the Wufeng Taekwondo Gym and drove away one Chinese kung fu master or modern sanda champion after another for Nan Xiangling.

He always thought that although the other party was a stick woman, it was rare to be righteous, so he naturally wanted to be righteous.

So even if he was scolded as a traitor by people in the martial arts world, persuaded by his predecessors in the martial arts world, and poached by others to change jobs with higher treatment, Wang Wenda ignored it.

He still stayed in the Wufeng Taekwondo Gym in Lanshi City and worked as a bodyguard with an unpleasant reputation.

After all, at that time, his son was in urgent need of surgery, and only Nan Xiangling gave him money. And those so-called colleagues, seniors, and peers did not lend him a penny.

Wang Wenda thinks this is righteousness, but Nan Xiangling sees it as a favor and her kindness to him.

"I'm going to do my best to win this fight. Wang Wenda didn't look at Nan Xiangling again, and his eyes fell on Liu Xi from afar: "In the future, if I don't come, don't give me money." ”

Nan Xiangling was taken aback, and then panicked: "Master Wang, I didn't mean that, I mean ......"

Wang Wenda raised his hand: "Okay, Nanxiang Pavilion Master, you and I are both understanding people." There are some things that need not be said thoroughly, and leave some affection for each other, okay?"

Nan Xiangling was full of words in her throat, her face was red, she hesitated for a long time, and slowly nodded to Wang Wenda: "I know, Master Wang." ”

Wang Wenda smiled with satisfaction, walked in front of Liu Xi in a few steps, and solemnly hugged his fists: "Wang Wenda, he has been learning Bagua Boxing and Draping Gong since he was a child for twenty-six years. Ask Your Excellency, and I hope to teach you. ”

"You are Wang Wenda?"

Before Liu Xi, Miaoyin and the others could speak, Yang Kai, who was following them, jumped out and looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him with a calm expression.

"At the age of seventeen, he participated in the National Traditional Martial Arts Competition and won the championship of that year. Subsequently, he won the national traditional martial arts championship for five consecutive years, and was known as the most capable person in the young generation of Chinese martial arts, and was called the second Bruce Lee by foreigners. ”

Yang Kai's eyes lit up, looking at Wang Wenda's face full of admiration, which perfectly interpreted the image of a brainless fan.

"You are?"

Wang Wenda looked at the young man in front of him curiously and asked.

"Hello Master Wang, I'm Yang Kai, the editor of the Martial Arts Magazine. You're my idol, can you sign it for me?"

As Yang Kai spoke, he handed the interview script in his hand to Wang Wenda, looking at him sincerely.

Wang Wenda was stunned, for the first time in his life, he met someone asking him for an autograph.

However, he could see that Yang Kai was sincerely begging for each other. Although he didn't know why Yang Kai asked him to sign it, there was no need to refuse the trivial matter of writing.

So, Wang Wenda took the manuscript of Yang Kai's interview with Liu Xi and others, and began to sign it.

Liu Xi stared at Yang Kai for a long time with black lines on his head, as if his eyes were murderous.

Yang Kai finally came back to his senses, only then did he realize that his actions at this time were inappropriate, and he hurriedly made up for Liu Xi and said: "Liu Xi, Master Wang is a celebrity, he won the national martial arts championship ten years ago, but it is amazing." ”

This sentence can be regarded as a disguised reminder, reminding Liu Xi not to despise the middle-aged man in front of him. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.