Chapter 271

"Ha ha, curator Chen is serious."

At this time, Jian smiles, stands up, bows to Chen zulai and says faintly:

"I'm sorry for Ba song for what he said just now. He is really impulsive, but I agree with a saying that Chinese Kung Fu is all about HuaQuan and embroidering legs. If you want to prove it, I'll wait for you in the underground boxing arena. I hope you don't let me down."

"Well, I'll accompany you to the end. The people in Yanfeng martial arts school are never cowards." Chen zulai said lightly.

Thrifty mouth a hook, slightly sneer a, then don't say anything, directly pull Ba song left the martial arts school.

"Master, they have injured martial uncle Liu and elder martial brother Liao, and if it were not for you, our plaque would have been smashed by the damned Siamese! Why don't you stop them Some martial arts school disciples complained to Chen zulai angrily, and they also resented their low strength.

"Yes, elder martial brother, why don't you stop them? That Siamese is not your match at all Liu Jinfeng also walked over with his hands suspended.

But in the next second, everyone was stunned.

"Poof!" Chen zulai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, the whole person paralyzed on the ground.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" The faces of the disciples all changed.

"Well, I just forced out of the pass, so I hurt my internal organs. And that Basong, like me, is a master of family level. Although I hurt his leg just now, he also hurt my left Shaoyin meridian." Chen zulai gave a bitter smile.

"Ah?"

All the people were confused for a moment!

Then, Liu Jinfeng suddenly heard another incident and exclaimed, "elder martial brother, didn't you just promise that Siamese to participate in the underground boxing competition?"

"Yes, what can I do?" They all looked at each other, and they were all dumbfounded.

"You have to! Even if I'm injured, I can't let people step on the face of our martial arts school to provoke us! And he also said that our Chinese Kung Fu is all HuaQuan embroidered legs! It's not going to work! " Chen zulai gritted his teeth and said that he could not bear this breath.

"But, elder martial brother, you can't win if you go like this. You know that frugality is more powerful than Basong!" Liu Jinfeng said with a bitter smile.

Chen zulai is silent. He knows what Liu Jinfeng said is true.

Suddenly, in front of his eyes, he asked, "by the way, strong wind, what was the name of the person who hurt you last time?"

"Do you mean Qin Lang? This man doesn't have the breath of a warrior, but he is as deep as a demon. "

Liu Jinfeng's face changed slightly. He seemed to understand Chen zulai's meaning. He nodded and said, "if elder martial brother can invite him, it's not a big problem."

"Do you mind?" Chen zulai asked. After all, Liu Jinfeng's other hand was injured by Qin Lang.

"Ha ha, it's about the national interests and the prestige of the martial arts school. What's my little grievance?" Liu Jinfeng shook his head and grinned bitterly.

"OK, get the phone. I'll call Gong Jian."

With that, he took the phone and dialed Gong Jian's phone. As soon as he got through, he explained the matter to Gong Jian.

"I wanted to invite Mr. Qin Lang, that's great! Master, I'm not bragging to you. He's just too arrogant. If he helps our martial arts school to fight this competition, he will be able to fight those Siamese who cry for their parents. " Gong Jian laughs on the phone.

"Well, Gong Jian, since that's the case, you can go to him and say that we can offer him a high price, and all the bonus will go to him. Can he help us?" Chen zulai offered his own conditions.

"Well, master, you can take a hundred heart. I've never been able to do anything that can't be done." Gong Jian laughs and talks big.

"You've never been able to change your boasting habit. They're experts in the world. They may not agree. You'd better try it first." Chen zulai said with a frown.

Hearing this, Gong Jian smiles awkwardly on the phone, then makes another promise and hangs up.

At this time, Jian and bassoon are on their way back to the Muay Thai.

"Thrifty, why didn't you do it then?" Bassoon was puzzled.

"Ha ha, he's already hurt, and he's forced to take over your injury. What do I have to do with it?" She began to laugh.

"Hurt?"

Bassoon was stunned, suddenly recalled the scene before, suddenly his eyes lit up, suddenly nodded, "no wonder..."

"Ha ha, this underground boxing competition, we must win!"

Jian burst out laughing and was very proud

In the afternoon of that day, Qin Lang walked around tenghai group. He had nothing to do, and no one wanted to provoke him. He felt bored, so he wandered out of tenghai company again. In the eyes of others, this scene is really envious. This attitude to work is really similar to that of my father.

Unexpectedly, when Qin Lang came out of tenghai group, he met Gong Jian who was guarding him here.

"Boss! I've been looking for you for a long time When Gong Jian saw Qin Lang, he complained."Do I allow you to call me boss?" Qin Lang glared at him.

"Brother, brother long." Gong Jian immediately laughed.

"Why are you here? What's up again? "

"I can't help it. I can't get through to your mobile phone. I have to stop by you. But I really have something to do with it. "

So Gong Jian told Qin Lang the whole story.

"I see. I didn't expect that your martial arts school is really full of disasters, but those two Siamese are really annoying." Qin Lang nodded and said, but he didn't care too much.

"Yes, I'm very angry now, so, brother, can you help us? The prize money of this underground boxing competition is five million dollars, and we can pay you a high price! " Gong Jian said in a hurry.

"Let me see. I'll talk about it then. I have something to do these days." Qin Lang said lazily, neither refused nor agreed.

"I'll go, brother. What do you mean we'll talk about it then?" Gong Jian is in a hurry.

"We'll talk about it at that time. If you're in a hurry, just tell your curator that. When I'm in a good mood, I'll go. If I'm in a bad mood, I won't go." Qin Lang said with a smile.

"Ah? But then... "

Gong Jian wants to talk about it again, but Qin Lang has turned around and left. He can't force it, so he has to go after it.

Later, Gong Jian returned to Yanfeng martial arts school and told Chen zulai about it.

Hearing this, Chen zulai also laughed bitterly. He didn't know what Qin Lang meant. He sighed, "it's just me. It seems that I'm the only one on the stage."

"Master, do you really want to compete? Didn't you say you were hurt? " Gong Jian said with some worry.