Chapter Seventy-Four: Practicing the Virtuosity ● The Great Monument Wrestler
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Zhiwen's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes became cold, "Meng Lei, what's wrong?" Are you trying to pay the bill? ”
"Of course it's not a debt, if you want to pay the debt, I won't talk nonsense with you here, I really don't have any money in the Changlong Dart Bureau, and the money is all spent."
Speaking of this, Meng Lei glanced at the empty dart game, and his eyes were full of reluctance.
"If you have to pay compensation, you can only use the real estate of this dart game to compensate you."
Hearing Meng Lei's words, Zhao Ya was stunned.
He didn't expect Meng Lei to say that.
You must know that every brick and tile of this dart game is condensed with his hard work, and it is actually compensated like this?
Yuan Zhiwen was overjoyed.
In fact, he also knew that this time he would not come to ask for compensation.
Because the value of this batch of goods is really expensive, it is estimated that it is not enough to sell the entire Changlong Dart Bureau.
The purpose of his coming here is to implement the intention of the head of the Hong family and completely collapse this Changlong dart game.
I thought it would take a lot of effort, but I didn't expect Meng Lei to give up resistance when he came up.
"Okay, Mr. Meng's dart head is really bold enough, in that case, please hand over the real estate title deed." Yuan Zhiwen was aggressive and unyielding.
Meng Lei was silent for a moment, then took out a title deed from his arms and handed it over.
Yuan Zhiwen took it and took a look, and found that it was indeed the title deed of the Changlong Dart Bureau, and he was even more overjoyed.
However, he pretended to regret on the surface: "Although the land is not worth much now, but after all, we have known each other, and I will definitely respond to the master of the family when I go back, and let his old man let you go." ”
Meng Lei did not speak.
In fact, since handing over the title deed, it was as if he had lost his soul.
After being silent for a long time, he said: "Now that you have obtained the title deed, the Changlong Dart Bureau can be said to be yours from now on, and I have only one request." ”
"Oh? What request? ”
"I want to stay here for a few days, get things sorted out, and dismiss my executioners and miscellaneous servants."
Yuan Zhiwen was embarrassed, and after thinking for a while, he stretched out two fingers.
"Okay, then I'll give you two days, I hope you'll be no longer here when you come back in two days."
"Good!" Meng Lei nodded in agreement.
Yuan Zhiwen took the people of the Hong family and left.
Zhao Ya stood in place, looking at Meng Lei's stiff back, and didn't know what it was like.
"Little Cliff!"
"Huh? What's wrong with the total dart head! ”
"Go to the front and see if anyone is coming, and if they do, let them come to the back house to find me!"
"Yes!"
Zhao Ya was about to move forward.
"Also, don't leave at night, come to the back house, I have something to tell you."
"Good!"
Zhao Ya came to the front yard.
At this time, someone had already heard the news and rushed to come.
Luo Feng was the first to arrive, only to see him rush into the courtyard in a hurry, and when he saw Zhao Ya standing there, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.
"Brother Zhao, let's ...... dart game."
Zhao Ya sighed, "The head dart is waiting for you in the back house, you go and see him first!" ”
Luo Feng nodded heavily and hurriedly went to the back house.
A quarter of an hour later, Luo Feng walked out dejectedly, with tears still on his face.
"Brother Zhao, the head of the dart said that from today onwards, there will be no Changlong Dart Bureau, he gave me a sum of money and encouraged me a few words, but why do I feel so sad!" Luo Feng said with a dull gaze, tears kept falling.
Zhao Ya also felt uncomfortable, so he could only pat Luo Feng's shoulder and comfort him.
Luo Feng left, and the second one to come was Tan Dong.
He was better than Luo Feng, after all, he was already mentally prepared, but he couldn't help crying after coming out of the back house.
For a whole day, Zhao Ya has been busy saying goodbye to these former colleagues.
It wasn't until it was completely dark that no one came.
Zhao Ya closed the door of the dart game and came to the back house.
There are no lights in the back house.
Meng Lei sat on a chair at the door of the hall, looking more lonely than the night.
"Are all gone?"
"Well, they're all gone!"
"It's okay to go, and if you go, you won't be implicated!" Meng Lei muttered a few words, then raised his head to look at Zhao Ya, his tiger eyes were full of tears.
"Little Cliff!"
"Total dart!"
"I have a secret lesson that I want to teach you, are you willing to learn?"
Zhao Ya's heart froze, and he finally understood why Meng Lei wanted him to come to see him again at night.
This is to teach yourself!
"The disciple is willing to learn!"
Zhao Ya's answer was sonorous and powerful.
This is not the time for humility, and it is important to show enough faith.
"Good, good! Your heart and talent are excellent, and it is not a shame to pass on this mastery to you. ”
Saying that, Meng Lei stood up, and his rickety body instantly straightened up like a sword, giving people a kind of compelling power.
"This peerless science I'm going to teach you is called the Great Monument Wrestler!"
"Let's watch first, I'll give you a drill!"
I saw Meng Lei leap into the courtyard, and with a wave of his palm, a sound sounded out of thin air.
Zhao Ya's heart was shocked.
At the same time, Meng Lei stepped forward, lifted up with one palm, and the whole person seemed to be about to carry a heavy object, and then fell down suddenly.
Rumble!
There was another tremor, and Zhao Ya even felt that the ground trembled slightly, and the smoke and dust spread in an instant.
Looking at the ground again, there was a deep pit the thickness of a water tank.
Zhao Ya's eyes couldn't help but light up.
Knocking out a pit on the ground with one palm, this big monument wrestler is worthy of Meng Lei's mastery at the bottom of the box, it is really extraordinary!
Then I saw Meng Lei stop his body and slowly walk out of the smoke and dust, his face was a little pale.
"Do you see clearly? This is the Great Monument Wrestler, but unfortunately I only have one hand left, otherwise it would be even more powerful! ”
Zhao Ya nodded solemnly, "I see it clearly!" ”
"Alright, then I'll teach you now."
"This big stele wrestler is a hand of the most masculine and strong, the gist is in this one wrestling word, you have to imagine yourself carrying a thousand pounds of heavy objects, and then suddenly unloading, slamming it to the ground, the palm with this force, the power is naturally fierce."
Meng Lei explained to Zhao Ya the tricks of the big smasher.
Zhao Ya listened intently, not daring to miss a word.
This big monument wrestler is much more powerful than the Five Tiger Fist.
If the Five Tiger Boxing is just a third-rate upper and second-rate boxing method.
Then this big monument wrestler must at least be a second-rate peak or even a first-class master.
And what Zhao Ya lacks most now is this powerful melee boxing method.
I practiced until midnight.
Zhao Ya saw that Meng Lei's face was getting paler and paler, and even his body was a little shaky, so he hurriedly took the initiative to ask to stop, and took out the green bamboo jerky to feed Meng Lei.
Meng Lei's situation was slightly better after eating the jerky, and then sighed lightly.
"Although this big monument wrestler is fierce, the disadvantage is that it consumes too much qi and blood, even the martial artists of the Three Realms can't support it for too long, and they can only use it freely after advancing to the Four Realms."
"On that day, if I had the strength of the Four Realms, I would be able to repel all the thieves in Qingzhuling with this big smashing hand."
"So you have to remember that the realm is the foundation of strength, and you must not put the cart before the horse, understand?"
"Disciple understands!" Zhao Ya said sincerely.