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The architecture of Simiantang is a typical European-style villa, but it is tightly enclosed by a Siamese Buddhist wall, from the outside you can only see the windows of the third to fifth floors, and the dense canopy or branches of trees, and there are several guard towers on the fence in addition to the power grid, on which stand heavily armed gunmen.

The bus that came to pick up the station made a small circle outside the wall, and finally stopped in front of two huge iron gates equipped with Erawan Buddhas, and most of the Caucasian and Siamese nobles and celebrities in tuxedos or suits entered and exited the doors.

In the security room on both sides of the gate, there were four white security guards on duty, and when they saw the arrival of the car in the hall, they all immediately stood up and saluted, and opened the big iron door completely, and two security guards holding Tibetan mastiffs stepped forward.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Master Monkey, please go to the VIP room to rest first, tomorrow I will meet the Governor of Siam and other celebrities, your Buddhist protector Monkey's great name is now a household name in Europe......"

Seeing that the two Tibetan mastiffs, who were usually a little manic, actually prostrate in front of Yang Meng, Pierre, who came to answer, was suddenly and truly in awe of Yang Meng.

As a Christian, Pierre was somewhat unimpressed by the legend of Hanuman, the Hindu monkey, but when he saw this phenomenon that science could not explain, he felt more and more mysterious about Asian countries.

"It is worthy of being the first casino in Siam, and its splendor can no longer be described as luxurious, and it can only have such a casino in the city of angels that believes in Buddhism, and only the great powers of Britain and France ......"

"Although this is the industry of foreign companies, there are still 20% of Siamese dry stocks......" Pierre looked at Yang Meng and smiled silently. I probably guessed what Yang Meng was thinking, and said with a smile: "All the maids here are virgins who have been cultivated since childhood, and they can occasionally be used to receive distinguished guests, but it is now morning, so there are not many people. ”

Ryan and Chen Zhen nodded a little stunned on the side, and then they were surrounded by a group of girls dressed in white gauze and gold ornaments, Pierre looked at Yang Meng, who was gently pulling up, and then said, "Master Monkey, please come with me." A presidential suite has been arranged for the two of them. You can simply wash up and rest, and the dining room will be ready in no time. ”

"It's good ......"

In later generations, he was accustomed to seeing five-star hotels, but Yang Meng's expression was the most calm and natural now, and he nodded lightly. Then Ruoli followed Pierre, who was secretly surprised in his heart, into the four faces.

"There's everything here. Let's take a break...... If bored. There are also some materials about Siam and hemp fist that have been collected especially for you in the study...... "Pierre took Yang Meng and his wife directly to the fifth floor, just at the end of the red carpet, and in front of the door of the entire suite.

The room is two or three hundred square meters in size. As soon as you enter the door, there is a huge Western-style living room, along with a study and dining room, and several doors next to it, on one side is the same spacious and bright skylight, and there is a Western-style bedroom covered with various ivory decorations and velvets, and on the other side, there is still a somewhat exaggerated bathroom, and the most luxurious is the jade carved gold casting bath, in which the clear spring water flows slowly from the water outlet, and the pool surface is even sprinkled with fresh rose petals, so that Ruoli who has been in the dust all the way instantly likes it.

This kind of luxurious specifications are only booked in advance for ministers or Siamese nobles from various countries, originally in Pierre's heart, for Yang Meng, a turtle from China, is a bit of a waste, but when he saw the calm and indifference in Yang Meng's eyes, it suddenly became clear that the original boss's arrangement was really the most suitable.

I don't know why, from this overly backward boxing master, he actually felt the luxury and atmosphere of Her Majesty the British Empress, "No wonder he can be named the guardian monkey ...... by the two living Buddhas in Tibet."

"I have arranged eight service personnel outside the room, you can pull this bell if you need anything, Master Monkey, please rest first, and I will arrange for your two disciples......"

Yang Meng casually opened the crystal bottle filled with foreign wine, poured out a small half cup of amber wine, and then held it in the palm of his hand and shook it warmly, "Okay, thank you for taking care of you all the way, the rest of us husband and wife can come by ourselves, and those service staff will leave two." ”

"As you wish......" Pierre looked at the Chinese, who was even more noble than the nobles, and bowed with great meaning, and then withdrew from the room with great respect.

"Xianggong, it's so luxurious here, it's a bit like the royal family, the water is warm, do you want to wash it together......"

Perennial ears and eyes, Ruoli is now also down-and-out, looking at the exquisite bath, it is extremely rare to invite Yang Meng to bathe together......

Yang Meng paused for a moment, and then showed a wicked smile, "As you wish, my Bodhisattva, wait for me to invite the tiger head wishful golden rod of the divine monkey Hanuman......"

A pool of spring water rippling, but the fun in it is no longer enough to be humane......

At the same time, in the Siam First Fist Dojo, the Siamese Grandmaster Bachai, who was as strong as a dragon and had a dark complexion, was standing in the center of the dojo pulling his flexible body, and in various postures he let the disciples hold golden copper rods, and beat him quickly on his chest, abdomen, back and limbs.

Bachai is not tall, only about 1.76 meters, the wide latissimus dorsi is like a bat, containing terrifying explosive power in it, on the top of the bare head, wrapped in a simple headband made of hemp rope, except for the forearm and fist are also wrapped with hemp rope, the rest of the body has been beaten with a copper rod and is a little red.

His eyes were small, but from time to time there was a glimmer of danger, and when he occasionally changed his posture, he would use his fist to slam a copper rod as thick as an arm, and in the clanging sound, his body seemed to be forged from black iron.

"Master, that Chinese monkey has arrived in Simiantang, according to the people inside, although the bearing is lofty, it is more like a Zen master in the temple, and he can't feel the spirit of the spirit at all, if he doesn't know it in advance, no one can guess that it is a boxing master......"

Chachai, the boxing champion who has swept the Siamese boxing arena now, looks only twenty-six or seventeen years old, and his muscles look like steel and iron bones, when he hurriedly walked in, he saw that the master was refining his body, so he stood far away and respectfully folded his hands in salute.

"Hah!"

Bachai snorted lightly, and the four disciples on the side hurriedly put away the copper sticks and retreated in a sweat, while Bachai Shi Shiran jumped into the large iron bucket filled with potions next to him, signaling Chachai to pluck the firewood below more vigorously......

Chachai swallowed his saliva, and added a few sticks of firewood with great envy, until he watched the viscous liquid bubbling and bubbling, and then stood aside respectfully, "Master, do you want the disciple to test that divine monkey ......?"

Bachai closed his eyes and was silent, until after half a sound, he jumped out of the iron bucket and took a yoga pose with a hanging back and crossed legs, and the red stick marks that had just covered his body had quietly blended into the hot red skin, "The effect of the body refining liquid is strong, you go first to soak for three minutes, don't be greedy, or your current body will not be able to bear ......"

Chachai watched the master slowly enter the state of abdominal breathing, and he didn't feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart, regardless of the fact that the medicine was still hot, and when he kicked on the ground, he jumped into the iron bucket with a swish, but when the whole body entered the medicine liquid, there was a 'silky' cry of pain.

The corners of Bachai's mouth twitched up slightly, and then changed his posture to 'Tiger Leap', and then said in an extremely calm tone: "Close your mouth and adjust the breathing of your nasal cavity, conform to the fluctuation of the medicinal liquid, and put on a 'lion' footwork to let your body fully absorb the medicinal power in the medicinal liquid......"

Chachai closed his mouth, but his face was already red with pain, but he thought of the master's mysterious and profound boxing skills and terrifying steel body, so he endured the pain of thousands of knives and gritted his teeth and persevered.

In just three minutes, it seems like three years, I don't know how the master endured the medicinal bath for half an hour, and I don't know when I will be able to practice the master's kind of Cheng dù, and by the time Bachai said 'Okay', he had jumped out ......of the water like a monkey running into the sky, "Ahhh

Bachai looked at the way his lover was jumping around, and couldn't help but smile again, "Hurry up and stand on the pile, don't waste the medicinal power......" While speaking, he was already slowly walking back and forth on the ground, moving the qi and blood in his entire body.

"That monkey, if it is really as the inside line said, I am afraid that it has been practiced to the initial convergence of qi and blood, although the explosive and destructive power of Chinese boxing is not as good as ours, but their research in health and fitness, we just can't catch up with a hundred years on horseback, alas, that mysterious country, there has never been a shortage of real masters and hermits......"

Chachai rubbed his hands back and forth on the red skin for a long time, and then gradually regained the consciousness on his body, and after hearing the words of the master Bachai, he said with some disapproval: "People who practice martial arts, if they only want to maintain their health and practice qi, it is better to completely escape into Buddhism and practice yoga, if a boxer does not have strength, it is better to die in the boxing ring no matter how long he lives......

Bachai shook his head, turned around and walked to the front of a bronze drum that hung in the center of the dojo and was engraved with Sanskrit......

While......

Rumble......

Empty......

"Your current boxing skills are still in the realm of hard to recover, and when you understand the difference between the strength and tricks in this one hundred and eight drum sounds, you will really practice Siamese boxing to the fullest, and when that day comes, you will also understand what I said today......

In the rumbling sound of thunder drums, the sound of Bachai was clearly recognizable, and seeing that the disciple gradually became absorbed by the sound of the drums, this fist master who seemed to be beaten with iron continued: "At my point, it is difficult to make progress in practicing alone, and only by constantly challenging the real masters can I go further......

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… (To be continued!)

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