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The entrance of the international student apartment in Zone C.

"Let me wait here for Mao, but I didn't expect there to be so many foreign girls in the school, hmm, let me study the differences between the races."

Yang Hao squatted on the flower bed on the side of the road, boring to carry out anthropological research work, or the kind with his own complaining attributes.

"These two must be Russian girls, they look like matches, but it's a pity that most Russian girls, as long as they reach middle age, they will immediately solidify the permanent supermultiplication technique, do they have part of the blood of the Qiu Dao family?"

Yang Hao glanced at the two Russian beauties who had just walked out of the apartment building, his hands were marked with evil taste, and there were words in his mouth: "Caobei Kano chicken character (super doubling の方法)!" ”

"These white radish legs, round faces that can be broken by blowing, big earrings and peaked caps, at first glance, they are Korean girls, and they are still pure natural and uncosmetic."

"Eating Korean ginseng every day, the skin is really good, but unfortunately the congenital deficiency, the short legs are hard injuries, and they can't be compared with those popular Korean girl groups."

"Hmm, this should be an Indian girl, who looks like curry, but except for a little color difference in the skin, her appearance and figure are all first-class."

"Hey, this Indian girl is holding it, why does it seem to be an old man...... , and Nima kisses goodbye?! ”

Yang Hao jumped up on the spot in surprise and looked at the door of the apartment with wide eyes.

I saw a South Asian beauty, holding Prince Ma's arm, and walked out of the building.

Prince Ma pointed to Yang Hao's side from a distance, whispered a few words to the beauty, and reluctantly left.

Before leaving, the beauty even kissed Prince Ma, a long French kiss!

"Hey, little friend, everyone is gone, and you still have a fart."

Prince Ma walked over, stretched out his finger and shook it in front of Yang Hao's eyes, squeezing his eyebrows and teasing him.

"I'll take it, old man, you are really a master of the world, please accept my worship!"

Yang Hao ridiculed Prince Ma in turn and asked, "That girl is Indian?" ”

"Just call me an old horse, you say Katrin? She's Pakistani, and I'm just talking to her about Buddhism, hehe, don't get me wrong. ”

Prince Ma smiled and continued to squeeze his eyebrows.

Yang Hao rolled his eyes: "Ahem, just to discuss Buddhist knowledge?" Well, old horse, you just take it as I believe you, hehe. ”

"Let's go, Ling'er should be waiting in the martial arts hall, let's hurry over."

Prince Ma walked to the parking lot at the north gate of Area C, and said as he walked, "Little friend, do you want to learn my imperial secret technique?" As long as you learn it, it is not a problem to discuss life and ideals with beauties from all over the world. ”

"I'll you, old horse, is this true?"

"Hehe, I'm a descendant of the royal family, and my blood is noble, what are you lying about? However, if you want to learn the secret art of the emperor, you will have to complete a few tasks for me first. ”

"What's the task? I'm not going to do anything illegal. ”

"Ahem, little friend, what are you talking about, my old horse is a good law-abiding citizen and never a traitor."

"Hehe, it also includes discussing Buddhism with a beautiful girl from South Asia all night?"

"It's a whole night to simply discuss whether Buddhism is good or not! In short, it's not an illegal thing, let's talk about it then, now let's go to the martial arts hall first. ”

Prince Ma's old face turned red, took out the car key, and pressed the remote control to unlock it.

A local tyrant gold off-road vehicle in the parking lot sounded twice.

"me, old horse, this Porsche Cayenne is yours?"

Yang Hao blinked, really a little surprised.

"Yes, as a noble descendant of royalty, I'm already very low-key, okay."

Prince Ma opened the car door and waved his hand domineeringly: "Let's go, get in the car, and go to my private martial arts hall." ”

Yang Hao silently sat in the co-pilot, and sighed in his heart: Alas, looking at how people are living these days, they are all at this age, and they are still driving millions of luxury cars, and they are living and flying with exotic beauties, they are simply winners in life!

"It seems that my brother is still too low-key!"

He thought about it and couldn't help laughing at himself: Yang Hao, Yang Hao, a few months ago, you were a penniless poor boy, but now you are worth tens of millions, and the future situation is even better, what is there to be dissatisfied?

Cayenne sailed across the Pujiang River and headed south, eventually stopping at the door of a large mansion in the southern suburbs of Donghai City.

This is a private clubhouse, the door is closed, and a wooden plaque is hung on it, with the four big characters of 'Xuanhuangguan' written on it.

The words are good words, written with dragons and phoenixes, and the momentum is extraordinary.

The payment is even more amazing, it actually reads 'Shu Zhang Daqian'!

"Please, little friend, Ling'er should have arrived."

Prince Ma walked to the door, the door opened by itself, and a lean middle-aged man dressed in a black Tuanlong martial arts uniform respectfully handed over a towel to wipe his face.

"Master, Miss Ling has arrived and is meditating in the mountain room."

"Well, I'll go over first, you take this little friend to the word room to choose a set of outfits, and then go directly to the fire word room after changing."

Prince Ma wiped his face, threw the towel to the middle-aged man, and said to Yang Hao: "This is my apprentice Ma San, you go with him." ”

Yang Hao followed Ma San, turned around the long corridor, and came to a courtyard.

Along the way, there are pavilions in the water pavilion, winding paths and secluded paths, and you can't see that this is a martial arts hall at all, but it looks like an antique Suzhou garden.

When he came out of the courtyard, Yang Hao had already changed into an ivory white martial arts uniform.

After a while, the two came to a courtyard on the west side, and Ma San knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in."

It was the voice of Prince Ma.

When I opened the door, I saw that there was a wide martial arts arena in the courtyard.

The ground is paved with blue stripes of stone, and all kinds of cold weapons are inserted on the wooden shelves around it.

"Hey, junior brother, why are you?"

Zuo Ling, who was dressed in a moon-white martial arts uniform, looked at Yang Hao with a surprised expression, turned her head to look at Prince Ma, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, the mysterious genius you said turned out to be him, hmph, I asked you before, and you still don't say it." ”

"Ahem, Ling'er, doesn't grandpa give you a sense of expectation."

Prince Ma waved his hand and asked Ma San to leave.

In the huge courtyard, only him, Zuo Ling, and Yang Hao were left.

"Hello, Chairman Zuo."

Yang Hao took the initiative to say hello.

"Chairman Zuo? Why does it sound so awkward, junior brother, you should still call me senior sister, or call me Sister Ling. ”

"Oh, okay, Sister Ling."

Yang Hao is as good as a stream, and he looks like a good baby honestly.

"What are young people doing so politely, come on, let's get down to business."

Prince Ma looked at Yang Hao with a smile and asked, "Xiaoyou, have you been in contact with martial arts before?" ”

"Uh, does the police use grappling skills?"

"That's not counted, I mean traditional martial arts, and it's not the kind of showmanship used for performances, it's authentic internal boxing, have you ever been exposed to it?"

"No, there really isn't one, I thought this kind of thing was fictional in martial arts novels."

Yang Hao told the truth, he really didn't believe that there was such a thing as an internal fist.

I heard that the real Taijiquan is a kind of inner boxing, but as the saying goes, seeing is believing, hearing is false, and I have never seen a strange person in this area in real life, so naturally I can't be sure of the truth or falsehood.

"Oh, I haven't touched it, that's easy, a blank piece of paper is the most suitable."

Prince Ma perked up and said to Yang Hao: "Then next, it's time for you and Ling'er to double cultivate." Come on, young man, you're welcome, if you have any means! ”

"Huh? This...... This is the beginning of double cultivation? In broad daylight, there are many ...... How embarrassing! ”

Yang Hao is really a little excited, he has grown so big, he has only seen the so-called double cultivation in martial arts novels and TV series.

"I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to try it today, or double study with the handsome female student union president, this happiness came so fast, I almost couldn't hold it!"

Yang Hao thought, inevitably a little shy.

"Hey, hey, grandpa, can you not always be so disrespectful! It's obviously learning and learning, but how did it come to your mouth, what kind of bullshit double cultivation has it become? ”

Zuo Ling glared at Prince Ma dissatisfied, stretched out her hand to clench her fists, and saluted Yang Hao: "Senior brother, don't listen to his nonsense, let's have a normal martial arts competition, come on!" ”

After speaking, Zuo Ling rushed to Yang Hao with a lunge.

"Wait! Can you let me calm down for a while? ”

Yang Hao waved his hand and took two steps back.

At this time, his heart was broken, and he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and roar: This Nima is a double cultivator? You cheating old man, you kind of make it clear to me at the beginning, I promise not to kill you! (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )