"Fortunatelynot found." Chen Biao was a rascal in the first place, and if he was found with a purse on his stomach, so much money, he would definitely have a motive for it.
Wei He walked around the city and came to a bungalow area near the inner city.
In one of the bungalow compound, a lot of exercise shouts are being heard frequently.
There is a plaque hanging at the gate of the compound, and the inscription: Huishan Fist Zheng.
Boom boom boom.
Wei He stepped forward and knocked on the door.
After waiting for a while, the wooden door was pulled open from the inside. A face full of flesh was revealed.
"Who? What are you here for?"
"Come to learn boxing." Wei He said in a deep voice.
"Have you brought any money?" The man looked him up and down.
"I brought it."
"come in."
The wooden door opened wide, and Wei He strode in.
In the inner courtyard, a dozen or so shirtless men were holding stones and constantly practicing strength.
Under the shade of the tree, a skinny old man with a goatee was slowly sipping tea with a teacup, with a relaxed expression.
"Boy Wei? What's the matter? Have you saved enough money?" The skinny old man glanced at Wei He and said.
"Old Zheng, that's enough." Wei He has been here many times before, and because of his dedicated and sincere attitude, he even volunteered to run a few errands for him, giving the skinny old man a good impression.
Of course, it's good to have a good impression, but learning boxing with him requires money, and it can't be free, so I gave up.
But now that I have enough money, I am happy.
"Enough is enough. The only way for the poor is to learn boxing and legs.
You can only learn fists and legs, why, because weapons are too expensive, and palm and fingering are not as lethal as fists. "Old man Zheng said lightly, pinching his beard.
"Only by learning boxing can you change your life! Only by learning well can you have the opportunity to change your destiny!"
"What the teacher said is true!" The men beside him quickly flattered.
Without saying a word, Wei He quickly took out the money bag from his body, held it up with both hands, and bowed to offer it
at dusk.
Wei Heyi was wearing a brand-new gray cloth practice jacket, gray trousers, and a pair of mille-soled cloth shoes on his feet.
There is also a striking Zheng character embroidered on the chest.
This body is the exclusive exercise uniform for the apprentices of Mr. Zheng.
The last ray of red light from the setting sun slowly disappeared at the entrance of the alley.
Wei He walked quickly towards the direction of home, his face was calm, but he was quite worried in his heart.
The second sister Wei Ying was alone at home, so what he was worried about was that something would happen to Wei Ying.
Although he is not the original body and does not have deep feelings for this family, it is still a family and has been together for so long.
Quickly walked across a street, turned a few alleys, and soon, Wei He came to the alley in front of his house again.
It just so happened that at the entrance of the alley stood three figures bent over and smoking pipes.
One of the tallest guys, with a cropped head and a full face, stared straight at Wei He's family for an unknown how long.
This guy is Chen Biao.
The other two are also tall and strong, and they can tell that the food is good. It's not easy to mess with being strong.
The sound of Wei He's approaching footsteps startled the three people who had been staring.
Chen Biao turned his head and saw Wei He in Zheng's exercise uniform, showing surprise, and took a deep look at the Zheng character on the exercise uniform.
He took off the dry tobacco from his mouth, glanced at Wei He, then turned around and walked away without saying a word.
The other two attendants hurriedly followed and left together.
Both of them also saw the Zheng character on Wei He's chest one after another.
Obviously recognized his current identity.
Old man Zheng of Huishan Fist is not an unknown person around. It is also a force that is not weak.
Wei He watched the three of them leave calmly. He would definitely not be able to beat the three of them alone.
But now it is different, with the tiger skin on his body, the three of Chen Biao probably dare not act rashly for the time being.
It's just that Chen Biao has been staring at the second sister Wei Ying for not a day or two. Wei He doesn't know how long his tiger skin can shock her.
As for old man Zheng, as long as people pay, they are willing to accept it, so if you want to ask him for help, it is tantamount to nonsense.
This kind of relationship is purely paying money to learn art, don't think about anything else.
And once the eldest sister does not return for a long time, Chen Biao and the three will definitely have ideas without the shock of the eldest sister.
& nHe nodded and smiled secretly, this martial arts practitioner is full of energy and blood, and has strong male hormones. This phenomenon will always occur when encountering beautiful women.
He didn't take it seriously, and entered the door with his second sister who was a bit cautious and scared.
"Third senior brother, I will go to see the master first, and we will talk later." He said sincerely.
"All right!" Cheng Shaojiu responded with a smile.
As soon as Wei Ying entered the door, the man who was training his strength immediately attracted a lot of attention.
Wei He and his second sister came to the teacher, old man Zheng, and bowed down.
"Master Zheng, I brought my sister here. Do you have any work to arrange." Wei He said.
Old man Zheng glanced at Wei Ying, but there was nothing strange in his eyes, but he felt that he was still being honest, so he nodded.
"Let's talk about it first, wages and so on, it's okay if you don't want it?"
"Yes, we said it ourselves." Wei He responded quickly.
"That's fine. From today onwards, you will practice boxing with me, and your sister will be in charge of cleaning, cooking and laundry. It's okay, right?
However, the tuition you pay is only enough for you to study for one year, and you have to continue after that, you know? "
Old man Zheng swept Wei He up and down with his small eyes, and said coldly.
"The disciple knows." Wei He nodded.
"Of course, if you have good aptitude and you have practiced all the things I teach you, I will continue to teach the following things, as long as it is within this year, it is fine."
Old man Zheng waved his hand and asked a hired middle-aged woman to come over and show Wei Ying the way.
Then he stood up, and he circled around Wei He who was standing there.
"Be patient."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pinched it, which happened to pinch a rib under Wei He's armpit.
Well!
Wei He's whole body went numb, half of his body almost lost consciousness.
"It's not bad." Old man Zheng nodded, "Aptitude is neither good nor bad. Although he is a little older, he can still practice the early stage kung fu."
"Yes." Wei He quickly responded. "It's all up to the master."
Old man Zheng saw that he had a good attitude from beginning to end, and he also brought a free hired labor, so he felt better.
"Forget it, you just got started today, so I'll tell you, what exactly is this martial arts training, and why are we better than ordinary people and can fight?"
Wei He suddenly showed a look of eagerness to listen.
Seemingly because of Wei He's literacy, Old Man Zheng wandered around, went back to the armchair and sat down, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea.
The few on the side seemed to be newcomers, and they also moved over, showing interest.
Old man Zheng cleared his throat, coughed a few times, and opened his mouth.
"My mouth is a bit dry, go get me some refreshments." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com