"Huh? Who is this old man? Yan Murong tilted his head, as if he had just noticed that there was someone next to him, and showed a smile that he owed as much as he owed to beat. I'm discussing the name of this Comrade Kunlun, what do you suggest? ”

After Zheng Yan shouted, he knew that he had been fooled - didn't he go up to the pole to find a scolding.

"Yan Murong, what exactly do you want to do? This is the venue for the TCM seminar. Zheng Wuming said in a deep voice, reminding Yan Murong not to mess around here.

"I heard that Brother Kunlun is strong in martial arts, Murong admires it very much, I don't know if you can talk to me?" Yan Murong ignored Zheng Wuming at all, stared at Kunlun and asked with a smile.

"Wow!"

The surrounding audience was in an uproar, and many people had already started to discuss it on the side.

This kid is good enough, he thinks that he will be invincible in the world if he solves a virus, and he actually wants to fight with Zheng Wuming's bodyguard.

Zheng Wuming's face sank. He knew that Yan Murong was taking revenge for stopping him halfway last time. and the time in the duckweed club, I seemed to provoke him like this.

"Oh, Murong, do you want to fight?" Before Kunlun could answer, Yan Minghua grabbed Yan Murong's arm with an excited face and said excitedly. "Quick, hurry up, beat this bastard for me, let him dare to do it to me."

The surrounding audience was even more puzzled. Just now they didn't know why Yan Murong ran up to provoke, but now when they heard this woman, it seemed that it was because the man named Kunlun had done something to her?

Damn, don't go to the street if you look so bad for the country and the people, if you go to the street, a man will have this kind of thought.

Zheng Wuming smiled bitterly in his heart - a Yan Murong was already depressing enough, and now this female devil jumped out to fan the flames. It's not a family, it's not a door. The Yan family has these two ancestors, and it's really a headache.

"It's really not happy, but you're still a man." Unable to hear Kunlun's answer, Yan Murong pursed his lips with disdain.

"Kunlun." At this time, Zheng Yan suddenly spoke. "Since the young master of the Yan family wants to learn from you, then you can go. It's still early, and with so many people here, and there's no fun, let's have some fun with everyone - remember, it's a competition, and try not to hurt anyone. ”

"Yes!" Kunlun nodded and walked out from behind Zheng Wuming, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, staring at Yan Murong deadly.

The old man finally spoke, this bastard, first scolded himself for being a slave, and then scolded the old man as well - it is okay to scold himself, but the old man must not be scolded.

The reason why he ran last time was because the mysterious man with a flying knife in the dark made him have some scruples, and he also told Zheng Wuming that the other party's strength was not below him, so he chose to escape.

But in the face of Yan Murong, he was confident that he would be able to knock him down within ten moves, and he didn't have to go all out.

What did the old man just say? Stop at the point and try not to hurt anyone?

Hehe, Kunlun thought with a sneer, it seems that the old man is also angry - what he said is not to hurt people, but to try not to hurt people. Try your best, and there will always be times when you miss. Even if he is a member of the Yan family, what can he do? But he himself offered to learn.

"Right here?" Yan Murong pointed to the large vacant space in the middle and asked.

"Here it is." Kunlun nodded, took the lead in bypassing, stood in the middle, and moved the microphone in the middle to the side - a fight is a fight, and public property still needs to be cared for.

In addition to the teachers and principals who led the team, the rest of the Chinese medicine schools in various places were all students, they were all young, and they were in their early twenties. And Chen Hanqing and Teng Xiangling were worried.

Seeing Yan Murong smiling all over his face, Teng Xiangling was a little puzzled. He's powerful, and he can fight - but can he beat Zheng Wuming's bodyguard?

Just imagine, what is Zheng Wuming's identity? A person of his status can't wait to keep up with dozens of bodyguards when he goes out every day, but he usually takes one person with him.

Either he doesn't care about his life, or he has an extraordinary trust in this person, knowing that even if he is alone, he can protect him.

Of course, Zheng Wuming is not a fool - even if he is a fool, it is impossible not to care about his own life.

"Son, kick me a few more times, it's best to make him the penultimate eunuch in Huaxia." Yan Minghua's face was full of excitement, his hands were trumpeted and put to his mouth, and he shouted at Yan Murong.

"Okay, I'll try." Yan Murong asked with a smile. "Why the penultimate one?"

"It's stupid." Yan Minghua giggled. "The last spot is reserved for his master."

Hearing Yan Minghua's words, Zheng Wuming's face was much gloomy again, but there was a deep helplessness in his heart - the men of the Yan family can be provoked, and the women of the Yan family - especially this female devil, just bear it if you can.

At this time, there was another noise outside, and then Liang Zhengtao and several men in suits and leather shoes appeared at the door of the venue.

Seeing Yan Murong and Kunlun standing in the middle of the venue, Liang Zhengtao was stunned for a moment.

"Minister Liang." Zheng Yan walked over and greeted Liang Zhengtao with a smile. As for the other officials from the Ministry of Health who followed Liang Zhengtao, Zheng Yan just nodded.

"Zheng Lao, Hua Lao, Li Lao." Liang Zhengtao politely greeted the three old men, and then pointed at Yan Murong and asked. "They're two, what's this for?"

"Huh." Zheng Yan smiled and said. "They are too boring, saying that they want to learn martial arts - since ancient times, it has been said that medicine and martial arts are not separated, I think the two young people have some foundation, and it just happens to open the eyes of our group of old guys."

"Oh, sparring." Liang Zhengtao nodded with a smile, but he didn't care in his heart.

Compare notes? Haha, it's good to fight, it's best to make that bastard suffer a little.

Liang Shaokun's eyes, who were standing behind Liang Zhengtao, lit up, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he looked at Yan Murong with a gloating face.

He now hopes that the man opposite Yan Murong can beat him hard, and it is best to beat him so that he can't even recognize his biological mother.

Thinking of Yan Murong's blue nose and swollen pig's head, Liang Shaokun felt very refreshed - when that time came, he was going up to 'condole', would he be angry with himself? Liang Shaokun thought excitedly.