Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal Chapter 124: Dragon 18 palms? !

　　 Get up early and rob!

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　　 quickly reached the boundary and everyone got off.

　　Muzixiao and Master Wang, who can wash, cut and blow, stood face-to-face, Muzixiao pulled out a posture and said in a deep voice: "Old man, I'm so real, you can still surrender now, don't be caught by me Hit the hospital."

　　Master Wang relaxed his arms and legs at will, and took a pipe point out of his pocket. He swallowed the clouds and said, "Come on, I can really take action against you? Won't you get revenge?" ?"

　　 "Just kidding, I haven't done that yet." Speaking of which, Muzi shouted vigorously: "Be careful!"

　　 His shouting was shocking, and Hong Dali was shaken by a shock, and then he saw that Mu Zixiao punched out with a punch that was fast, fierce and accurate, and then... …

　　 Then, I saw the thin monkey-like master Wang with Muzixiao’s fist rolled up, and then squatted on Muzixiao’s shoulder. He smoked with two clicks. Then he laughed and said: "Young man, your speed is still a bit slower..."

The sound of a chin falling from the ground around 　　.

　　 As Hong Dali’s exclusive driver, Wang Mingyu is also a master of fighting, but at this time, after seeing the master’s skill, he still couldn’t help but praise it and said: “Great! This is a real master!”

　　Tang Muxin whispered aside: "Uncle Wang, have you ever beaten him?"

　　Wang Mingyu shook his head decisively: "I am not his opponent."

　　 Tang Muxin sighed with a long sigh, this vigorous luck is close to the level of the sky. Who would have thought that such an old man would be such a master, even Wang Mingyu, a driver and bodyguard, is not an opponent?

　　 Youdao is a master who knows whether he is there or not. It’s in vain to fight at this point. Muzixiao convinced by mouth: "Master, you are really my master! I have served, I have really accepted!" Just now, if this Master Wang was willing, he slapped him with a few slaps, but Mu Zixiao wouldn't be able to chase after him.

　　 Anyway, the strength comparison is obvious, and everyone is well aware of the outcome.

　　Master Wang jumped lightly from Mu Zixiao's shoulder, walked to Hong Dali with a smile, and scratched his hair a little embarrassedly: "Master Dali, do you think my skill is not in this? 5,000 yuan a month of work, can you do it?" The old man is still thinking about 5,000 yuan a month.

　　 "Five thousand a month." Hong Dali didn't say anything, it increased tenfold, and both eyes were gleaming with stars: "Lady Wang, you will be my martial arts coach with some dog legs, how?"

　　 It was Muzixiao’s turn to be anxious at this time, and rushed to Mr. Wang’s side to hug his thigh: “Master! You are my dear master! I’ll give you 100,000 a month! Teach me Kung Fu!”

　　 Old man ignored him, and threw him away, saying: "Young man, everything must come first and come right, right? I promised to be a young master, we can speak for everyone in the rivers and lakes. Letter-Master Dali, do you say fifty thousand a month is true?"

　　 "24K pure gold!" Hong Dali said with a smile: "how?"

　　 "Done!" Old man Wang promised without saying anything on the spot.

　　 Muzi Xiao burst into tears.

　　Who can think that an old man who can bump a car into a person’s rearview mirror can be a master of martial arts? Why did you start late at the time?

　　 "I said Laoxiao," Hong Dali was a little unbearable at this time: "You like martial arts so much? Just now I saw that you were quite expected, how long have you been practicing?"

　　 "Ten years, alas." Mu Zixiao sat on the ground and sighed: "Originally I thought my skills were not bad. I confidently faced five or six people who haven't practiced. But it's really a mountain and a mountain high." He also got angry at this point: "I said Lao Wangtou, you have such a high martial arts, it's okay to hit someone's rearview mirror. Why do you lack money to come to me, depending on your ability It’s okay to give you 1.8 million!"

　　 "How to say, stinky boy," Old Man Wang reached out his cigarette bag and snapped Mu Zixiao's head. Mu Zixiao tried to hide and did not escape, and this time he regretted it even more. Just listen to the old man Wang said: "In these years, learning martial arts is also a strong body, what is the use of high points and low points, and can not be eaten! I can go out to rob and marry land with martial arts high? Mix some wine money? Besides, what are you doing for martial arts? Just to fight outside to see who doesn’t look good?"

　　 "Then... that's not..." Muzi Xiao's face was wronged: "I'm here to protect myself..."

　　 "You are so kind to say," Old Man Wang whispered: "When I get in the car, I will feel a sense of grief on you, that is, the feeling that I always want to find someone to do something when I practice for a long time. Young man, The ancient practice of martial arts for the country and the people is a justification for being a hero who eliminates violence and peace. Now, in a society ruled by law, if you always think that martial arts are just to show your skills, then the starting point is wrong." He said, looking at Hong Dali: Master Dali, I would like to ask you, all my skills are passed on to you. Can you learn it?"

　　 Listen to the words of old man Wang~IndoMTL.com~ The people around him are called envy. It is a bit exaggerated to say that after learning all his skills, it is definitely a modern version of the hero, which is quite a trivial matter.

　　 As a result, Hong Dali shook his head decisively without thinking about it: "I don’t learn this, it’s my wish to be a prodigal, and it’s not suitable for me to kill."

There was a sigh and sigh around 　　, Shumuzixiao was the most depressed.

　　He didn't want to learn, but Hong Dali didn't want to send it to his eyes. The gap.

　　 Old man Wang shook his head with a smile, and said: "I know, in fact, I just want you to be willing to follow you-of course, the salary can not be less, hehe." He said and pumped After a few breaths of smoke, he said: "After all, I can see the martial arts thing for so many years. This thing is okay to cultivate sentiment, and it can be used as a means of keeping in good health, but just use it as a fierce weapon. This will definitely not work."

　　 Speaking of this, Old Man Wang walked to a nearby small tree and drew a semicircle in his right hand. With a violent push, he clicked and the small tree broke off on the spot, saying, "I will Something, but this thing, alas, except for Master Dali’s temperament, other people can’t pass it. Once on the wrong path, killing won’t blink...” He said that he was a bit lonely .

　　 No wonder he is so depressed, in this modern society, it is inevitable that there will be some quarrels with people. The young man was young and vigorous, and he started to talk, but who really can bear it?

　　 He was lonely on the other side, but Hong Dali was stunned, and he blurted out in one sentence: "I depend on it, drop eighteen palms?! Are you always Hong Qigong?"