Chapter 10

As soon as Wang Teng and the others left, the staff looked at the messy bar and asked a man in his early thirties in a suit.

"Manager, just let them go?"

The man in the suit glared at the staff member, and said angrily, "Otherwise, what should we do? You go and keep them?"

"Have no eyesight!

"That Zhao Gangbao is a low-level warrior, and his brother is even a high-level warrior!"

"As for those rich second generations, which one of them is not worth hundreds of millions of dollars? The most important thing is that there are two warriors among them. Let alone the one who was overthrown, the one who just shot is at least an intermediate warrior."

"Such a young intermediate martial artist, do you know what it means?"

"It means that he will be a high-level martial artist at the lowest level in the future, you deserve it! Don't drag me if you want to die!"

The staff member was speechless at the words, and he immediately cast himself in admiration... It turned out that the manager had already checked out the details of the other party.

No wonder he was able to be a manager, but he was just a little transparent handyman!

When something happens, the gap will come out.

"Then what should we do now?" The staff immediately asked humbly for advice.

"Wait, didn't that Zhao Gangbao go to call someone? With his character of vengeance, he will definitely come back in a while, maybe he will destroy something, and we will count the losses together after they leave."

"This bastard, who is not good to offend, but those rich second generations, do you believe that he will definitely not be able to please this time?"

"Even if his brother comes in person, it may not be useful." The man in the suit cursed.

After thinking about it, he said again.

"I will record all the losses on him. In addition, the monitoring in the bar must be kept well. This is all evidence. Don't lose it. I will make a copy later and send it to the boss on WeChat."

"This matter involves several warriors. We ordinary people can't intervene, so we can only let the boss decide."

...

After Wang Teng and the others left, they were not in the mood to go to other places to play, so they went home.

Back home, after ten o'clock.

Wang Teng did not go to the Jixing Martial Art Museum anymore, but surfed the Internet at home, looked through the information, and deepened his understanding of the Martial Arts Era.

Tonight's incident can be regarded as a wake-up call for him.

If you meet someone who looks like a gangster, your strength is almost close to that of an intermediate martial artist.

If he hadn't been trying his best to pick up attributes and level up these two days, he would definitely not be able to close the game tonight, and it would cause a catastrophe.

Although people who practice martial arts do not account for a high proportion of billions of people.

But the problem is, if you leave them in the sea of ​​people, you never know when you will be unlucky.

In the future, what if an official warrior is provoked?

Couldn't they just move their fingers and hurt themselves and the Wang family.

He didn't want to experience the lessons learned in his previous life again.

As soon as Wang Teng came back from rebirth, he already had a sense of crisis in his heart, and now this sense of crisis is even stronger.

You must become an official warrior as soon as possible!

A warrior, even a high-level warrior, is not enough.

Only by becoming a martial artist can one have a little bit of self-protection power.

After eleven o'clock, Wang Teng took a shower and was about to go to bed. He picked up his mobile phone and prepared to set an alarm clock for getting up early tomorrow.

Turning on the phone, it shows that two messages have been received on WeChat.

Although this world is only in 2009, there is already WeChat, and it has been popularized for a long time.

If you have anything to do, post it in a circle of friends.

Especially the circle of friends of warriors is the most sought after and popular, because they can enter the other world through the cracks in time and space.

So I took a lot of wonders and scenes in different worlds, and even beauties from other worlds full of exotic flavors...

Nowadays, drying clothes, drying bags, luxury cars and so on are all very low!

Exposure to the world is the high-end atmosphere!

Wang Teng looked at the two WeChat messages, one was sent more than an hour ago.

"Brother Wang Teng, I'm home." ——From Bai Wei.

Followed by a cute emoticon package.

The other one was three minutes ago.

"Brother Wang Teng, I'm going to bed, good night." ——From Bai Wei.

Followed by a sleeping emoji.

"Since when has this girl been so polite, she's fine with saying it when she gets home, and she's learned to say good night to me even when she's sleeping?" Wang Teng looked strange.

He thought about it. He posted it three minutes ago. He should be asleep now, right?

Well, it's four minutes!

It's better not to go back, so as not to wake her up again.

Wang Teng swiped a few Moments and saw nothing interesting, so he put down his phone and closed his eyes to sleep.

In less than a minute, his breathing gradually stabilized and he fell asleep.

On the other end of the phone, in the pink princess room, Bai Wei waited for a long time, but there was no response, and she couldn't help showing disappointment on her pretty face.

"Crack!" She threw the phone away and rolled around on the bed frantically, very depressed.

...

The next day, Sunday.

Wang Teng got up early again, had breakfast, and left home with his old father Wang Shengguo's expression of relief on his face.

"Finally, I don't feel that gaze anymore."

After the sports car drove a long way, Wang Teng shuddered.

"Could this be the legendary gaze of love!"

"Hiss... so terrifying!"

Not long after, Wang Teng arrived at Jixing Martial Arts.

There were some attribute bubbles scattered on the lawn and roads in the martial arts hall. He picked them up along the way, and then walked into the martial arts training building.

There are several trainees training in the hall on the first floor.

Wang Teng took a general look, and found that they were basically the first group of people who came yesterday.

Wang Teng still had a deep impression on them.

He thought he was early enough, but it turned out that others were earlier than him, so they were really hardworking.

But on the road of diligence, I, Wang Teng, will not admit defeat!

Wang Teng walked over, greeted politely, and picked up all the attributes dropped by several people.

【Basic swordsmanship*1】

【Basic movement*1】

【Strength*3】

【Basic Boxing*2】

【Speed*5】

...

"This is a good start! It's so cool!!"

After picking up the attributes, Wang Teng walked straight to the second floor without stopping.

His actions caught the attention of several students.

The young man practicing sword couldn't help reminding: "The martial arts school stipulates that low-level martial artists are not allowed to go to the second floor."

"I know, thank you for the reminder." Wang Teng turned his head and smiled: "However, last night, I accidentally broke through the intermediate martial arts!"

After speaking, I have already gone up the second flight of stairs, and there is no one in sight.

After pretending calmly, he waved his sleeves without taking away a cloud~

The sword-practicing young man stayed where he was.

"He, what did he say?" He asked several other students in disbelief.

"This kid, did you just come here yesterday?"

Instead of answering him directly, those people asked another question.

"No, he came on Friday night, I have seen him." Another student said suddenly.

"After two days of training, you became an intermediate martial artist? Are you kidding me!"

"Absolutely impossible. He must have practiced martial arts before he came to the martial arts hall. Judging by his appearance, he is obviously a rich second generation, poor in culture and rich in martial arts, and his family has money. It is always much earlier and easier to practice martial arts than us. "

This statement has been unanimously recognized by everyone.

No one believed that there would be someone in this world who would change from a powerless warrior to a low-level warrior and then to an intermediate warrior in less than two days.

It is simply a fantasy.

That is not something that can be described as a genius at all, it can only be called a monster!

——Of course cheating is excluded!