Chapter Forty-Eight: Japanese Devils!
Lin Qingfeng knew many things about Murong Zhennan, for example, the other party's best thing was the family heirloom Baguazhang, and there was also a set of special dragon steps, which were considered secrets, and after being called a dark master, he had become famous in Southeast Asia, defeated many black boxing masters, and finally hated the Bajiquan master Lu Santong. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Alas..... Xiaofeng, our Chinese national arts are broad and profound, Japanese and Korean karate and taekwondo, but it is plagiarized some of the essence of Chinese national arts, developed into gorgeous performance martial arts, I didn't expect to eat so well in the world, but we are masters of national arts with unique skills, many of them are very bleak, just take my martial arts gym as an example, these years have been unable to make ends meet, if it wasn't for the fact that I had absorbed a lot of money in Southeast Asia, I am afraid that it will be very difficult to support it! ”
For Lin Qingfeng, Murong Zhennan did not hide it, explaining some of the current situation of the martial arts hall, and he also said that almost all the martial arts halls on the entire street are in a state of loss, but there are two taekwondo halls, which are impressive, and the students are continuous.
Hearing this news, Lin Qingfeng's heart was shocked, and he suddenly thought of a good method. Now, his bodyguard company is in a state of training, although most of the members are the younger brothers of the eight-faced Buddha, but compared with the personnel of these martial arts halls, physical fitness, fighting ability, etc., seem to be weaker, why don't you combine the living forces in these martial arts halls and expand the bodyguard company?
As soon as this idea came out, Lin Qingfeng suddenly became excited, he first proposed his idea to Murong Zhennan, and after the other party heard this, he was stunned and put forward several opinions of his own, first, what benefits can the martial arts hall get? Second, how much salary can a martial arts gym member earn each month when he joins a bodyguard company? Third, whether the various rights and interests of the martial arts members in the bodyguard company can be guaranteed.
Lin Qingfeng is not good at business, but he also made a statement that as long as he can gather some martial arts members, there is no need to worry about the salary, it must be generous, in addition, the martial arts hall will also receive some compensation accordingly, once the members they provide officially start to take over the bodyguard work, they can also earn a commission every month.
This kind of response made Murong Zhennan very moved, because he had accepted nine orphans as apprentices piecemeal, and their food, clothing, housing and transportation had always been a problem, and as soon as Lin Qingfeng's plan came out, it could be said that this problem was solved, and the martial arts hall could also benefit from it.
Immediately, Murong Zhennan said that if everything was as Lin Qingfeng said, with the signboard of Tiansheng International, he would contact everywhere again, and all martial arts halls should agree to this win-win plan. Regarding some detailed details, Lin Qingfeng said that he didn't understand very well, and he had to negotiate with professionals from his own company, and Murong Zhennan also said excitedly that as long as everything was as he said, he would be responsible for this plan.
The two talked happily, Murong Zhennan looked at Lin Qingfeng's gaze, and became more and more satisfied, he is a future uncle, it's really good! Of course, he didn't know that the uncle in front of him was just a Xibei product.
"Come on, since we are all practitioners, let's fight." As he spoke, Murong Zhennan stretched out his hand.
Lin Qingfeng's expression was solemn, he stretched out his hand, and as soon as the two shook hands with the stool where Lin Qingfeng was, there was a click. He only felt that Murong Zhennan's palm seemed to hide thousands of sharp needles, squirting out, although it was not as smooth as his master, but it was also powerful.
"Good means!"
Secretly exclaimed, Lin Qingfeng naturally knew that this was a means of dark energy, Murong Zhennan was adding some experience to himself, and at the same time, his palm shook suddenly, and he immediately performed a supreme soft palm technique taught by his master, turning bones into palms.
Suddenly, Murong Zhennan felt that Lin Qingfeng's palm suddenly changed, becoming soft and warm, as if there was not a single bone, and he couldn't grasp his center of gravity for a while.
"Extraordinary!" Nodding, Murong Zhennan let go of his palm.
After such a short encounter, both sides knew some details of the other party, but in general, Lin Qingfeng benefited a lot, because he was now at the peak of Ming Jin, and what he lacked the most was the experience of communication and fighting with the master of dark energy.
"Serve!"
At this moment, Murong Xiaoxiao and her mother walked out, each carrying some food, laughing and groaning, and seeing this scene, Lin Qingfeng naturally couldn't sit back and enjoy it, so he hurriedly stood up and went to the kitchen to serve food together, looking happy.
I have to say that Murong Xiaoxiao's mother's cooking skills are excellent, and Lin Qingfeng eats very happily, praising again and again, which makes the other party overjoyed, and the more he looks at this son-in-law, the more pleasing he becomes.
A large table of meals, full of color, flavor, and beauty, Lin Qingfeng ate very sea skin, and the two old men saw that their daughter brought such a satisfied son-in-law, and they were all smiling, and this meal was very pleasant.
"Master, something is wrong, something has happened!"
At this moment, a young man with a short head hurriedly ran in from outside the door, looking flustered, panting heavily, and the whole person seemed very excited.
Seeing this scene, Murong Zhennan's face sank, and he said, "Lin Fei, don't panic, say, what's wrong?" ”
"Master.... Hey, Xiaoxiao, are you back? Lin Fei was in a hurry to speak, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Murong Xiaoxiao, and was stunned for a moment, and his honest face became cowardly.
Seeing this situation, Lin Qingfeng smiled secretly in his heart, it is not difficult to see that many of these disciples in the martial arts hall should have thoughts about Murong Xiaoxiao. But this is also reasonable, Murong Xiaoxiao is excellent in both temperament and appearance, and naturally has people who are admired.
"Lin Fei, don't worry, say slowly, what's going on?" Dai's eyebrows raised slightly, and Murong Xiaoxiao spoke.
Obviously, it was an urgent matter, Lin Fei didn't dare to delay at all, and hurriedly said, "Master, our martial arts hall has been kicked out!" Senior brother, second senior brother, third senior brother, fourth senior brother, all were knocked down, this time it was a few Japanese devils who kicked the gym, and they couldn't understand it, there was a foreign translator who said, he was a master of karate, and he wanted our martial arts hall on the whole street to close, because everyone respected the master, so he first came to our martial arts gym to kick the gym! ”
Jap!
Hearing this, Murong Zhennan was furious, the business of the martial arts hall has not been easy to do over the years, the two taekwondo martial arts halls have robbed more than half of the students, and now, there is a karate martial arts hall, and he overturned his four disciples, which simply made him angry and angry.
"Hmph, I don't know what is alive or dead, I dare to come to my place to kick the gym, Lin Fei, bring me a prosthetic leg, and go to meet them for a while!" Speaking coldly, Murong Zhennan had a touch of evil on his face.
"Yes!" Nodding respectfully, Lin Fei hurriedly took a prosthetic leg for his master.
In this case, Lin Qingfeng naturally can't sit idly by, and he naturally has a kind of resistance to Japanese devils, although many years have passed since Japan's war of aggression against China, but whenever he sees this humiliating history of China, Lin Qingfeng will be angry in his heart, and he hates to immediately kill the Japanese devils.