On the contrary, Xiao Diao was more open-minded than Lao Hei, and he answered honestly: "Boss, Lao Hei and I don't know anything, we can only fight! If those scumbags in the karate club hadn't made a sneak attack, they would have
How is it possible for me to be fooled?"
"What are you talking about, Xiaodiao? That bastard Yi Shaohui actually dares to mess with our brothers?" When Lao Hei heard this, he became furious.
"I'll tell you this later, and the boss has already helped me take revenge." Xiao Diao responded to Lao Hei, then picked up an empty plate and said to Yang Tian, "Boss, my hands have been very hard since I was a child.
I am also very tough. Everyone says that I was born with a pair of eagle claws, so all my skills are in one pair of hands."
After saying that, Xiaodiao didn't see how much force he exerted. He just pinched it lightly. There was a crisp sound, and the plate, which could hold a leg of lamb, was crushed to pieces in an instant.
The muscles on the face of the waitress on the side twitched involuntarily, and her eyes suddenly shone with shock. How had she ever seen such a tough guy? As for the damage to the plate, she didn't dare to think about it at all, not to mention her.
The tip she got today was enough, even with Xiaodiao's skill, she didn't dare to say anything dissatisfied.
"The kung fu passed down from our family is called Eagle Claw Fanzi Quan, also known as Eight Flash Fans. I started practicing it when I was five years old, and with the special talent of my hands, I have the kung fu we have today." After Xiaodiao finished speaking, he pointed again.
Referring to Lao Hei, "As for him, his kung fu is more complicated..."
"Damn, how can this be called miscellaneous? This is a master of eighteen kinds of martial arts, okay?" In front of Yang Tian, Lao Hei obviously did not want to lose his prestige, and said anxiously, "Boss, although I am not as powerful as Xiao Diao.
It’s a unique skill, but my old black kung fu is comprehensive, and I’m good at both long-range and close combat. In a real fight, I might not be any weaker than Xiaodiao.”
"Oh, that means you only know kung fu?" Yang Tian nodded thoughtfully.
Yang Tian's words made Lao Hei blush slightly, but Xiao Diao nodded honestly and said: "Such a boss, we don't know anything except this."
"I understand..." Yang Tian muttered. Being able to fight is naturally a great asset in Tianyuan Star, but in modern Earth, this is not really a good skill.
"Boss, I have an idea, but I don't know if it's mature or not." At this time, Lao Hei suddenly said.
"If you have any ideas, just say it. Between us brothers, there is no need to beat around the bush." Yang Tian smiled and cast an encouraging look at Lao Hei.
Lao Hei perked up, straightened his sitting posture, and said, "Actually, Xiaodiao and I have already made plans. If I talk to him about studying, it's probably out of the question. It's really not the material. We only have this."
Physical skills are the only way to live life in the future. We don’t have a long-term idea, but we do have a short-term idea, and that is to build a martial arts hall at Yujing University.”
"Guoshu Museum?"
"Yes, it's just like Yi Shaohui's grandson's karate club. If the karate club can be as big as the karate club, with tuition fees and school funding, we can already live a very comfortable life. But..." Lao Hei spread his hands and said
, "There are indeed many difficulties. First of all, the school is very difficult. This kind of university club must be supported by the school. We don't know anyone. You just talk about building a Chinese martial arts department. Who cares about you?"
And when it comes to doing this kind of thing, the most important thing is one word: fame!”
"It's obviously two words, okay?" Xiaodiao couldn't help but say.
"Those who have failed mathematics, don't interrupt..." Lao Hei rebutted Xiao Diao confidently, as if Xiao Diao was the one who was wrong. It can be seen that, at least in terms of face, Lao Hei in this life is still the same as Lao Hei in the Tianyuan Star period.
In the same vein...
"The most important thing for doing this kind of thing is fame. If you are famous, it's easy to talk about anything. Without you having to work hard, people will naturally come to you and ask you to teach them. If you don't have fame, everything will be in vain..."
"We have real skills, why are we afraid of not being famous?" Xiaodiao said arrogantly, "I dare not say anything else. In Chongqing City, who can beat us in three moves?...Except for the boss of course.
."
"Do you dare to be more stupid?" Lao Hei raised his middle finger at Xiaodiao with disdain, "What age are we in now? Do you think you can become famous just by fighting? No matter how good you are at fighting, you will still be invincible with your fists.
As for the fourth hand. Last time, there was a Monkey Boxer practitioner in the school who wanted to establish a martial arts club. In order to gain fame, he stupidly went to a Taekwondo gym and said he wanted to challenge the owner of the gym. As a result, he was surrounded by dozens of students and beat him up.
He was so beaten that even his mother couldn’t recognize who he was... These days, it’s no longer the time to become famous by playing in gyms. People nowadays are so smart. Who is willing to give you this free advertisement? Now you want to be famous.
, in one word, it must be publicized! Do you understand publicity?”
"I don't understand, do you understand?" Xiaodiao curled his lips.
"To be honest, I don't understand either. I only talk about it, so I usually just think about this kind of thing. But it's different now..." Lao Hei paused and stared at Yang Tian with bright eyes.
Xiaodiao also turned his attention to Yang Tian at the same time, his eyes were very eager.
"It's also a way..." Yang Tian nodded.
As for Xiao Diao and Lao Hei, since he is here, he will naturally not let them live in confusion. Since they have their own ideas, Yang Tian, as their boss, will certainly not fail to help.
"I have already counted all the difficulties you mentioned. Don't worry, I will solve everything within three days. You only need to think about what to teach, how to teach it, and how many manpower are needed.
That’s it.”
There were no grand words, and even his expression was indifferent. But Yang Tian's domineering control over everything that he unconsciously revealed in these few words made Lao Hei and Xiao Diao unable to even have the slightest suspicion.
The two looked at each other, and each saw the joy in the other's eyes. To be honest, as Lao Hei and Xiao Diao, who have no special skills except being able to fight, although they seem to be arrogant on weekdays, in fact, deep down in their hearts
Everywhere, I often worry about my future. What can I do if I only have a little energy? At most, I can only do some hard work.
But now, they vaguely feel that with Yang Tian as their boss, their future lives will be very different.
"Okay, without further ado, let's get to work." Yang Tian stood up, with an evil smile on his face, "Well...it seems that I have to go to the karate club again. I got hit by that
Xiaogumu's gravity power has been shaken by my emotional energy, so Master 'One Spoonful of Stew' and his followers should not be awake at this time."
…
"Sir, as you ordered, we have arrived." In a taxi, a middle-aged driver said respectfully but a little trepidatiously to Yang Tian, who was sitting next to him.
This customer was generous and gave him a few hundred-dollar bills when he came up, and said there was no need to look for them, which surprised and delighted the middle-aged driver. But at the same time, this customer did not seem to be a kind person!
In addition to himself, he also brought someone with him. This person was so miserable! His face was like a pig's head, he was unconscious, and most importantly, he had an obvious wound on his body. That wound made the middle-aged driver look at him.
When I first saw it, I couldn't help but squeeze my legs together, feeling a chill under my crotch.
Fortunately, the wound has been treated, and the middle-aged driver is not worried that the man will contaminate the taxi with blood, but he is unavoidable. If it were not for the sake of the hundred-dollar bill, and this customer
The place we were going to was not remote, so the middle-aged driver would definitely not dare to take this job.
"Oh? We're already here..." Yang Tian, who had been resting with his eyes closed, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at a mansion next to him.
At this moment, for some unknown reason, the middle-aged driver shuddered involuntarily.
"Hey! Hey! Who are you?" After a moment, the door of the mansion was opened, and Yang Tian walked in with Yi Shaohui on his back. A young man who was pruning flowers and plants suddenly shouted, "You know what this is?
A place? I don’t want my life!”
"Plop!" With a sound, Yang Tian threw Yi Shaohui in front of the young man: "Go and tell your master that I have sent his son back."
"Master Yi!" The young man was startled at first, and then he subconsciously looked at the man on the ground. After a long time, when he finally restored the original appearance of the pig's head on the ground in his mind, he screamed in surprise.
"You, you..." The young man pointed at Yang Tian, with an expression of shock and disbelief on his face. You said this for a long time, but you didn't know what to say. Finally, the young man turned around and rushed into the house, panicking.
He shouted, "Master, Master! It's not easy to pull..."
Yang Tian smiled, then put his hands behind his back and looked at the mansion leisurely.
This is the residence of Yi Shaohui's father, Yi Qingcang. It is located in a group of villas in the East District of Chongqing City, known as the "rich area". The decoration is extremely luxurious, and it is independent and has different functions.
There are three buildings in the complex. With Yang Tian's perception, he can easily detect that there is a private swimming pool not far away, and there is even a shooting range that can accommodate more than a dozen people to practice at the same time.
Just from this residence, we can know how strong Yi Qingcang's background is in Chongqing City. Otherwise, with just the title of a small public security director, Yi Qingcang may not be able to buy it even if he works for three lifetimes.
Such a mansion.
"Squeak--" At this time, with the sound of pushing the door open, Yi Qingcang, still wearing a nightgown, rushed out quickly.
Yi Qingcang has a medium build, short hair, Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks much better than his pustule son, and his temperament is very calm and capable. He looks very much like the protagonist in a mainland police movie.
"She looks good, but her stomach is full of bad pus." Yang Tian shook his head.
Yi Qingcang rushed out of the door and picked up Yi Shaohui. After checking it very carefully for a long time, he finally handed Yi Shaohui to his subordinates with a gloomy look and took him in. Then, Yi Qingcang looked at Yang Tian, with a flash in his eyes.
There was a hint of suppressed and solemn expression, like the thunder brewing before the rainstorm.