After walking away, Abraham Cohen asked in the back: "Boss, the man said that even Situ Meitang dared not provoke them. Is this true?"

Zhao Chuanxin saw that he had just been beaten to the point of being beaten with two others because he helped him resist behind his back.

Smile: "It's true."

Abraham Cohen's face changed: "Then should we prepare?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "I need to prepare and notify our people, and I will show me the streets and alleys. Once Kang Youwei emerges, I will tell me immediately. This guy is very rich, and 50,000 yuan is just an appetizer. How can he swallow the money from overseas Chinese? I want him to spit out all the money he has left."

“…” Abraham Cohen doubted life.

Is that what I mean?

He had a new understanding of Zhao Chuanxin: he was very bold.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly asked, "By the way, what are you doing here?"

Abraham Cohen patted his head: "By the way, I was going to rent a banquet hall. Forget it, I'll change my family. It's not appropriate to compete with them."

Abraham Cohen knew that Situ Meitang was very powerful, so Kang Youwei should be even more difficult to mess with.

He believes that at this time, we should take a step back and expand the sky.

"No." Zhao Chuanxin stopped: "Just grab their place, I wish Kang Youwei would come and find fault."

Not only that, but this guy is also in charge of the royal family. Although it is his guise of making money, Zhao Chuanxin became angry when he heard this name.

Someone in Kang rented a banquet hall, either gathered with a group of people to discuss constitutional matters for the Qing court, or made money.

No matter which one it is, Zhao Chuanxin wants to make a comeback.

Abraham Cohen gritted his teeth: "Boss, I'll listen to you."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "By the way, book a suite for me."

The clouds gather in the sky, and the wind is howling.

The little apprentice Margaret Gongpas felt the changes in the weather and grabbed Zhao Chuanxin's leg: "Master, it seems like it's going to thunder, I'm a little scared."

The little girl probably condensed her inner fear into a devil in the past.

Once the devil does not exist, fear of the outside world will be nowhere to be released.

Even the weather is scared.

Benjamin Goldberg also tried to help her eliminate her fear from a scientific perspective: "Junior sister, don't be afraid, lightning is just a natural phenomenon that the condensation of positive and negative charges of cumulonimbus clouds and induces the ground..."

However, Margaret Gonpas was indifferent.

Zhao Chuanxin looked down at her nervous little face: "Scared?"

"Um."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the two apprentices: "Today, let you see the means of being a teacher!"

It's night,

The wind is howling, and the dark clouds are swaying.

There was a faint sound of thunder in the clouds, but the lightning dragon saw its head but not its tail.

On the roof of the Dutch Hotel, Zhao Chuanxin's hair was soaked with raindrops and was attached to his scalp.

He wiped a handful of rainwater and said to the two apprentices hidden in the raincoat of a wide adult: "When Italians accept their children, they must baptize; when Chinese accept their disciples, they generally pay attention to pouring tea and kowtow. Our masters and apprentices are different. Today, the apprentice ceremony held by the master will be witnessed by lightning."

At this time, lightning had already emerged among the dark clouds in the night sky.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "You two hide ten meters away and look forward to it."

When the apprentice avoided, Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck and raised his hand to the sky.

"Click!"

A flash of lightning penetrated the dark clouds, cut through the sky, and came winding.

Lightning fell straight to the roof of the Dutch hotel.

Benjamin Goldberg and Margaret Gongpas opened their mouths into an "O" shape.

If a cultivator sees this scene, he must ask: Who is the fellow Taoist who has overcome the tribulation here?

After receiving a lightning bolt, Zhao Chuanxin looked at the energy trough and found that it was not full.

He looked up at the sky and raised his hand again.

Silence...

Another lightning bolt fell.

Then came the "booming" thunder.

Seeing that the energy trough was full, Zhao Chuanxin turned off the charging mode.

Turning back, he saw the two apprentices' faces full of dullness. He wiped the rain from his face and said, "Let's go, go quickly, the roof of the building is too dangerous and easy to be struck by lightning!"

Two apprentices: "..."

Generally, when the charging mode is turned on, the thunder and lightning in rainy days will likely drop to Zhao Chuanxin's Thunder Hammer bracelet.

But if the lightning falls here after it is closed, he may be fine, but the two disciples may really be going through the tribulation.

When he returned to the suite, Zhao Chuanxin wiped it with a towel and said to the two apprentices: "From today on, you will officially become my apprentices."

Margaret Gongpas took off the raincoat she wore like a penguin and asked silly: "Master, are you God?"

"God, that old guy is very bored. I am your master. Chen Yigeng is my fake name. My surname is Zhao, Zhao Chuanxin. Don't spread the name of your master."

Margaret Gongpas nodded blankly.

Benjamin Goldberg scratched his head: "Master, this is unscientific. How could you be fine if you were struck by lightning?"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and go to bed. Master will take you to the banquet opened by Xinghui Catering Company tomorrow."

Two bedrooms and one living room, two apprentices slept in one room each, and Zhao Chuanxin slept in the living room.

Lao Zhao is no longer the old Zhao he used to be, and now he is very good at saving money.

Margaret Gongpas wanted to say that he was afraid of thunder when he was sleeping.

But I remembered the scene just now: Fake, Thunder and Lightning are counted as a ball in front of the master?

The best way to deal with fear is to face it directly.

Just like a person is afraid of ghosts, but if a ghost nods and bows when he sees a person, then how can he be afraid of it?

Before going to bed, Zhao Chuanxin took out his diary and flipped it out.

During this period, as long as he has time, he will read his diary before going to bed at night.

Without the adventure mission, the monster and his goblin friends have been fiddling with biointelligence.

They set up a large laboratory and spent all day long and couldn't extricate themselves.

Zhao Chuanxin’s diary was just to speed up the flow of time and wait for the result.

After turning to the point where the energy is exhausted, he closes the diary and goes to sleep.

On a thunderstorm night, the two apprentices slept very peacefully.

But Zhao Chuanxin's collarbone and the trauma on his back were itchy and painful, which made him unable to sleep all night and woke up six or seven times.

When he woke up in the morning, he yawned and was listless.

After getting up from the sofa, I felt soreness in my waist and back.

This made him very angry. He thought that the balance technique was a profound and unparalleled secret, and clinker could not even heal the secret wound.

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This is only a bit more powerful than yoga.

I feel so angry when I get angry, and the two apprentices wake up.

Margaret Gongpas was young. When he woke up, he found that it was a strange place and his parents were not around him, and his eyes immediately turned red.

She rubbed her red eyes and left the bedroom, and when she saw Zhao Chuanxin, she pierced her head in his arms.

Zhao Chuanxin sighed, but his elder disciple was worried. He was like a stick, and he flew his soul out of the sky and wandered around Taixu early in the morning.

He thought about it and thought that since he was taking disciples, he could not just exploit them, so he had to teach some practical things.

Just so happens that the balance technique, such as "gymnastics", which cannot even be cured by secret injuries, taught them a move and half of the move.

"Okay, don't cry." Zhao Chuanxin stood up. "I want to teach you a peerless martial art. After you have mastered it, you can fly over the eaves and walk on the walls, cross the river with one reed, push the thirteen continents with both palms, and fight against the three thousand emperors alone!"

Benjamin Goldberg returns to his soul: "The little junior sister can only cry. It's useless to practice. Master, just teach me. I'm the kind of genius who is invincible!"

Benjamin Goldberg knew many of his master's secret abilities.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him disgustedly, and he found that his eldest disciple occasionally crossed his eyes when he was outside the sky.

What he taught his disciples was just the most common technique of health balance.

Benjamin Goldberg lived up to his name as a "wizard". He was so stupid that he taught Zhao Chuan to make trouble.
To be continued...