Taking Chen Sangu and others to the backyard of the villa, Weng Lingbo walked to Zhang Qi at a trott, and explained the situation in a respectful whisper.

"Get here today and make up tomorrow." Zhang Qi is not unsympathetic, but he is not very sympathetic, one sentence almost scared Tang Ying, who was practicing over there, tomorrow's schoolwork plus today, how can he live.

"Master Tang, Chen came uninvited, begging for a cup of tea." Although Chen Sangu was strange about the situation in this courtyard, he also felt that he was within the scope of his ability to accept it, and bowed to Tang Ying.

If there is nothing to do, Tang Ying thinks that he and Chen Sangu can only be regarded as acquaintances, and it is not yet to the point where he finds out that he is in Huayi City, and Chen Sangu will come to visit.

But in front of Zhang Qi, Tang Ying was still more willing to have some martial arts friends to visit, at least to show his status and ability.

Carefully glanced at Zhang Qi's expression, and after getting the latter's nod, Tang Yingle smiled and said to Chen Sangu: "Master Chen, I didn't expect that we could meet in Huayi City, who is this?" ”

"Oh, let me introduce, this is the founder of the Chu Group, Mr. Chu Wansong Chu, Mr. Chu has an old relationship with me, and likes to associate with friends like us, hehe." Chen Sangu introduced the identity of the old man with a slightly proud expression.

The identity of the warrior can not fully express the status only by looking at the strength, and the relationship and origin of the rivers and lakes are also very important.

Chu Wansong, as the founder of the most famous consortium in Huayi City, is rich and powerful, and he used to be a person who practiced martial arts.

"It turned out to be Mr. Chu, and I have been looking up for a long time." Tang Ying came to Huayi City for a few days, heard about the Chu Group, and still admired Chu Wansong who was able to create such a big foundation, but after seeing Zhang Qi's methods, he now doesn't pay much attention to that era of late martial arts, and the arrogance of the senior martial artist in his heart is even worse.

"Master Tang came to Huayi City, and he had to give Chu a chance to fulfill the friendship of the landlord." Chu Wansong had a polite conversation with Tang Ying with a smile on his face, he had also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he was very interested in making friends with these masters who were both martial artists and mastered a certain martial arts hall.

"Ling Bo, tidy up the place, that ......" After saying a few words to Chu Wansong, Tang Ying was used to giving orders with his surname, and at the end he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have introduced Zhang Qi yet.

On the spot, Tang Ying came down in a cold sweat, this is Zhang Qi's house, he is Zhang Qi's apprentice, his friends are visiting, according to the rules, Zhang Qi is present, he must give Zhang Qi a salute first.

Turning his head to look at Zhang Qi worriedly, Tang Ying found that Zhang Qi didn't seem to care very much, and he was still whispering to Su Qin.

"Look at what I'm doing, beckon someone to the living room, I'll wait to go out." Feeling Tang Ying's gaze, Zhang Qi said indifferently that since he accepted this apprentice, he had felt the strange eyes of the people around him countless times.

Tang Ying didn't introduce him for the first time, but he asked himself with his eyes every time he answered a question, Zhang Qi felt that this was enough, as for knowing these people in the martial arts, Zhang Qi glanced at Chen Sangu and said that he was not interested, he stayed here, that is, to listen to what these people are talking about now, and what is the difference between the world before him.

"Master Chen, let me introduce you, this is ......" Zhang Qi can not care, Tang Yingli is coming.

Speaking of this, Tang Ying's expression on his face was a little tangled, not because he was ashamed of his identity, but because he found that this Chen Sangu was his contemporary, wouldn't he also have to follow him as Zhang Qi's junior, and he had to call Aunt Su Qin.

However, Tang Ying did not hesitate at all between his words, and was about to continue, but Zhang Qi answered, "I am the owner of this house, since I am Tang Ying's guest, I will treat this as my own home." ”

"This young man is so rude." A trace of displeasure flashed on Chen Sangu's face, he saw that Zhang Qi was only in his twenties, and he actually shouted Tang Ying's name directly, and there was no respect between his words, he simply didn't have the idea of respecting the old and loving the young, so Tang Ying, a thirty-year-old person, could be regarded as an elder brother.

However, he was still in someone else's territory, and Tang Ying didn't mind at all on his face, Chen Sangu just flashed a trace of displeasure on his face, and he didn't hide it but didn't say what was in his heart.

Seeing Chen Sangu's expression, Zhang Qi didn't care, he just didn't bother to discuss with these people what the seniority was called, so he didn't want Tang Ying to tell his relationship with him, so he only fished out the identity of the owner of the house.

As soon as Zhang Qi's words came out, Tang Ying and the others understood, Master and Master Tai had orders, everyone did it, Weng Lingbo took a few brothers to the living room to move tables and stools, find some quilts and pour water to greet everyone, and skillfully do these chores.

"Master Tang, these words, your majestic incidents, Chen has heard a lot." Chen Sangu flattered and said, "The one who beat me is called a frightened person, haha, it's very happy." ”

"Master Chen said with a smile, I'm just a three-legged cat kung fu, it's nothing." Tang Ying looked at Zhang Qi's reaction with his eyes and looked at Zhang Qi's reaction with a weak heart and a little expectation, and found that the other party had an approving smile on his lips, and his heart immediately became happy and proud, but in front of the master, he still carried forward the traditional Chinese virtues of modesty.

Chen Sangu didn't like it, don't look at what modest virtues are always promoted on TV, they are a group of martial arts practitioners, but they are polite in their mouths and spare no effort in their hands, and Tang Ying is polite and modest, that is, he treats him as an outsider, in front of Chu Wansong, this situation is always weird.

"Master Tang, the two of us don't need to say these polite words, we are all part of the Chinese Martial Arts Hall."

"Hehe, Master Chen, forgive me, forgive me." Tang Ying didn't know what Chen Sangu was like, but the meaning of the other party's words to get closer was still obvious, and he would not lose face, so he immediately said with a smile on his face.

"Not only the three ancient brothers, but even me, an old guy with a copper smell all over my body, has heard that Master Tang can be said to have fought for us Chinese." Chu Wansong also interjected at this time.

The three of them had the intention of having a concubine, and they immediately began to flatter each other, and the scene was called a flesh.

"Master, what do you want to drink?" Zhang Qi was very uninterested in hearing this, feeling that how these guys looked similar to the faces of those righteous hypocrites he had seen before, but Weng Lingbo prepared things and walked to Zhang Qi's side and asked.

Zhang Qi waved his hand to say no, Weng Lingbo turned to the other side and asked Su Qin, and after getting an answer again, he helped the two of them add water to their teacups, and continued to stay here, and did not go to join the excitement of Tang Ying's side.

"Brother Lingbo, what are you doing? Mix the house. Chen Sangu's son, Chen Sihan, didn't like the atmosphere on his father's side, but was more familiar with Weng Lingbo, who met every time he met at the Chinese martial arts hall in various places, and came over to ask.

Chen Sihan's words were a little more joking, and being able to make this kind of joke with Weng Lingbo also showed that the relationship between the two of them was not bad.

"Sihan, you're here too, let's talk tonight, hehe." Weng Lingbo said to Chen Sihan with an expression of Lao Tzu's great strength, he and Chen Sihan are indeed friends.

Every year, there will be a party in the Chinese martial arts hall, the owners are in Hara, and the juniors will take it as an opportunity to travel, and those with a similar temper will get together to play, and those with a bad temper will make an appointment to fight, although Chen Sihan is two or three years younger than Weng Lingbo, but his kung fu is not too low.

"Cut, just two or three times for you, and you still want to fight me." Losers don't lose battles, Chen Sihan thinks that he has a low winning rate against Weng Lingbo, but he still replied with a stiff neck, with an expression of who is afraid of whom.

This is also in line with Weng Lingbo's meaning, after practicing under Zhang Qi's teaching for several days, Weng Lingbo thinks that the same tricks in the past are now more powerful, and he is about to find a target to verify it.

However, before that, even if Weng Lingbo had the courage of an ambitious leopard, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of Zhang Qi, and saying a few witty words was already the limit.

So after listening to Chen Sihan's words, Weng Lingbo did not rush forward to discuss a few times as the other party imagined, but cautiously looked at the water cup that Zhang Qi took a sip of, and then added water to Zhang Qi with a sneer, which is called a well-behaved.

"Why do you want to bribe me? If you practice martial arts, you will be half dead, and if you encounter a fight, you will be alive and well. Zhang Qi himself is also a young man in his twenties, and he knows Weng Lingbo's thoughts very well, so he scolded with a smile.

"What a great wrong, Master, my diligence in practicing martial arts is only a little bit worse than Master, and none of the other brothers can compare to mine." Weng Lingbo saw that Zhang Qi was in a good mood and felt that there was a drama in this matter, so he immediately shouted and complained about his grievances.

However, the master in these words directly made Chen Sihan take the bunker, thinking: "Master Tai? Brother Ling Bo has a fever? This young man jumped out of here. ”

"I'm a relatively senior member." Chen Sihan's expression, Zhang Qi has seen a lot in the past few days, he is too lazy to explain clearly, and for the sake of Weng Lingbo's face, he casually replied with a panacea, as for how the other party understands, he will not close.

These words fell in Chen Sihan's ears, but he thought that Zhang Qi was just an elder of Tang Ying's master, and there were a few cases of this kind of thing appearing on the Chen family's side, but they didn't serve a young elder like Zhang Qi as respectfully as Weng Lingbo.

After listening to the explanation, Chen Sihan didn't attach it so much, and for people of Zhang Qi's generation, they have always stayed away, and the chance of getting along is very small, even if they give Weng Lingbo face, they will shout at most about their seniors.

"Master Tai, I'll find a place for Sihan and I to learn from each other, you can help me take a look, and if there's anything wrong, it's easy to teach." Practice brings out the truth, and it is good to practice martial arts in order to strengthen the body, but to what extent martial arts are practiced, it is still more obvious in martial arts.

With the big master by his side, Weng Lingbo didn't let go of the opportunity to ask for advice, and looked at Zhang Qi with a blank eye.

What made Weng Lingbo almost fall down with a plop was that Chen Sihan saw that Zhang Qi was no more than two or three years older than himself, but his good friend Weng Lingbo had to ask for instructions on his practice with a "suffocated" face, and he was very unconvinced, and said as soon as he opened his mouth: "It's better to teach me too!" ”

(To be continued)