Chapter 301 Veterans Meeting

Wang Hanchao is not dead!

This news made Wang Zhu feel extremely shocked. You know, he saw Wang Hanchao being stabbed through the body by the blood prince with his own eyes. Under such circumstances, no one could survive.

But Wang Hanchao did not die!

"What's the matter with you?" Su Xue didn't expect Wang Zhu's reaction to be so big, because she didn't know that Wang Zhu saw Wang Hanchao killed by the blood prince.

"It's okay, it's okay." The distraught Wang got up awkwardly.

"You don't have to worry too much, because your performance has attracted the attention of the Wang family. I think Wang Zhaoyou and his son should suspend their revenge on you." Su Xue comforted.

"I see." Wang Chu was still in a daze.

"If you have no objection to the additional conditions proposed by the Wu family, then this afternoon, I will notify Chamberlain to sign the contract, and the handover can be completed on Monday next week. At that time, you can take over the New Oriental Martial Arts School."

"I have no problem, you can contact Chamber."

"I'm leaving."

"Um."

""

Su Xue glanced at the absent-minded Wang Chu, opened her mouth, turned and left without saying a word.

Wang Han Dynasty!

Wang Han Dynasty!

Wang Zhu's mind was full of Wang Hanchao's hideous smile.

"Grandma, this feud is getting deeper and deeper."

The more Wang Zhu thought about it, the more confused he became, fidgeting, and immediately called Wen Jing and Shi Xiaobao, but both of their phones showed that they were turned off, and they couldn't be reached at all.

Wang Zhu thought of the boy, and with the boy's ubiquitous ability, there must be a way to contact Wen Jing and Shi Xiaobao, but the problem is that Wang Zhu can't contact the boy at all, so he can only passively wait for the boy to contact him.

Wang Chu didn't agree with Su Xue's words.

When he saw Wang Hanchao in the blood castle, Wang Chu felt that Wang Hanchao seemed to have changed, became hysterical, crazy and cold-blooded, depending on the situation,

It is not easy for the Wang family to restrain the Wang Han Dynasty.

The most important thing is that Wang Hanchao seems to have an unclear relationship with the implanter.

If Wang Hanchao colludes with the implanter, everything will become unpredictable.

Undoubtedly, Wang Chou is a person who can live comfortably and die in peace, but once he is in danger, his whole body will become extra vigilant, just like a rabbit in the wild, if there is any trouble, he will flee and flee. The problem now is that Wang Zhu has nowhere to escape, he can only face it.

When Wang Chu saw that Wang Hanchao was killed by the blood prince, he felt that the whole world had become better. It was for this reason that he couldn't wait to go back to work in City C, lying on the recliner and sleeping on a full meal every day. When he was bored, he would stand at the school gate and look at the thighs of beautiful women. This is the life Wang Zhu longed for.

Wang Chu's beautiful life was broken by the resurrected Wang Han Dynasty.

Now, Wang Chu is not only facing the threat of the Wang Han Dynasty, but also the "Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference" held in the name of Wu Jia's New Oriental Martial Arts School.

"Paralyzed, blessings are unparalleled and misfortunes never come singly!"

Wang Zhu had no intention of going to work, so he asked for leave, took a taxi, and ran to the small coffee shop, racking his brains all the way to think of ways to deal with Wang Hanchao and Wu Xiong.

At present, there is no way to solve the matter of Wang Hanchao for the time being. Taking advantage of the time difference when Wang Hanchao came back, he must first solve the matter of the New Oriental Martial Arts School, and then concentrate on dealing with Wang Hanchao.

To deal with Wu Xiong, Wang Zhu first thought of a group of subordinates of the old scout.

Of course, at this time, Wang Zhu was cramming. In fact, he had no hope for the subordinates of the old scout. Although he had seen the terrifying skills of the "scalpel", at that time the scalpel only dealt with some ordinary gangsters , he doesn't think a group of veterans can deal with those professional martial arts masters

The old scout was indeed in the little cafe.

What was different from last time was that the old scout was actually wearing a costume of a waiter in a small coffee shop, with that cold and serious face, which made people feel extremely funny.

"You..." Wang Zhu entered the door and saw the old scout who was tidying up in the small hall, he was stunned, while Ye Lan at the bar covered her mouth and snickered.

"something wrong?"

"No." Wang Zhu naturally didn't dare to raise his opinion, so he waved his hands quickly.

"When can I take over the New Oriental Martial Arts School?" The old scout put down the rag in his hand.

"Sign the contract this afternoon, and the handover procedures can be completed next Monday."

"Okay, the efficiency is good, my group of old subordinates are almost moldy in the hotel." The old scout suddenly smiled.

"We're in trouble."

Wang Zhu told the old scout everything about the New Oriental Martial Arts School.

"You know who's in the game?" asked the old scout, frowning.

"I haven't got the specific list of participants yet, but it is said that there are people from some great sects of Shaolin Temple participating, as well as people from Chenjiagou."

"I'm not familiar with the martial arts world. Otherwise, let's go to the hotel and ask them to see what countermeasures they have."

"well."

"Hey, Dad, your salary will be deducted for skipping work!" Ye Lan chased out and shouted.

"Capitalists get rich by exploiting the working people." Wang Zhu turned around and said.

""

"well said!"

The old scout gave Wang Chou a thumbs up with an admiring look on his face.

The two soon arrived at a hotel where a group of veterans were staying. What surprised Wang Zhu was that twenty veterans lived in only five rooms. After asking, he realized that they were saving money.

Really simple!

Because there were too many twenty people, a suite was temporarily held for a meeting.

Except for the "scalpel", most of the people here were seen by Wang Zhu for the first time. He found that these people were all older. The youngest was nearly forty years old, and the oldest was over sixty years old. , one by one facing the plain and dull, not good at speech, at first glance, it looks like farmers facing the loess and their backs to the sky.

These veterans all respect the old scouts very much. Some call the old scouts "regiment commander", some call them "company commanders", and some call them "commander" and "old leader". Obviously, these veterans They are all the soldiers brought by the old scouts in various periods.

"Can these people be coaches?" Looking at these old, weak, sick and disabled, Wang Zhu wailed in his heart.

"You look down on us?" The scalpel stared at Wang Chu.

"Cough, cough, it's okay, everyone is here, I will talk about our current situation. This afternoon, we will sign a contract with the Wu family to complete the acquisition plan. Next Monday, we will enter the New Oriental Martial Arts School and complete the delivery However, we are currently facing a huge difficulty”

Wang Zhu told everything about the "Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference" in detail, including the poor information he had.

There was silence in the room, and everyone's eyes fell on the old scout's face, as if they were waiting for him to speak.

"Everyone can say whatever they want." The old scout nodded.

"I have learned Taijiquan." The first to speak was the scalpel.

"I learned martial arts in Shaolin Temple."

"I have learned Jeet Kune Do."

""

Listening to a group of people speaking, Wang Chu felt like he was going crazy. He found that these people were not good at talking, and what they said was even more concise.

"Okay, can we be more specific? For example, people who know Shaolin Temple talk about Shaolin Temple. People who know Chenjiagou talk about Chenjiagou. Also, what I want is not only to understand, but also to know. Can you I can beat them!" Wang Zhu interrupted everyone's words and said every word.

"Thirty years ago, I learned martial arts in Shaolin Temple, and there are so many masters in Shaolin Temple." The scalpel hesitated for a moment.

"Brother Shou, it's already this time, you just have to be coy, and just speak up if you have anything to say!" Wang Zhu couldn't help complaining.

"I personally think that the top masters of Shaolin Temple should not participate in the Taiyangshan Martial Arts Conference in Laoshizi, while ordinary Shaolin masters lack actual combat experience, and most of them are kung fu in the form of performances, so there is nothing to worry about. But I will not be an enemy of Shaolin Temple .”

"Don't worry, you don't want to be an enemy of Shaolin Temple, you can be an enemy of Chenjiagou in Wudang Mountain." Wang Zhu said angrily.

"This is fine." The scalpel nodded seriously.

"Okay, let's talk about Chenjiagou. I heard that Chenjiagou's Taijiquan is very good, but I often watch some old men and women practicing Taijiquan in the park, and they all look like they are going to die. "

"Who said Chenjiagou's Taijiquan is soft?!" A short and stocky veteran stood up abruptly, glaring at Wang Zhu, his face flushed.

"Meteorite, sit down!" The old scout was not angry.

"Yes, company commander." The stocky veteran sat down with a serious face, sitting on the edge of the bed like a rock.

"Meteorite is a good name." Wang Zhu looked at the short and stocky figure of the veteran, "Then tell me about the situation in Chenjiagou."

"There's nothing to say. There are many people capable of Taijiquan. I'm just a small character. In short, I will not be an enemy of the people in Chenjiagou. It's no problem for me to fight those bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple!" Meteorite said in a loud voice.

"If you are all small people, then there are really not many big people in the world. I remember that you had thirty-seven people in one night."

"Killed?!" Wang Zhu stared at the old scout with wide eyes.

"killed."

"Killed thirty-seven people in one night." Wang Zhu took a deep breath. Inexplicably, he felt a cold murderous aura emanating from the honest meteorite.

"The people here don't have a few lives." The old scout looked calm and calm.

"Okay, let's do it like this. When the time comes, let the Chenjiagou people fight the Shaolin Temple people, and the Shaolin Temple people fight the Chenjiagou people, heh heh." Wang Zhu smiled wickedly.

"Are you sure?" The sharp eyes of the old scout scanned a group of veterans.

"Have!"

The veterans responded loudly, and the crowded suite was full of murderous intent and blood.

"I'm not sure." The scalpel shook his head.

"Why?" The old scout stared at the scalpel with a frown, and a group of veterans also looked at the scalpel suspiciously.

"There are many restrictions in the group arena. What we learn is the martial arts of killing people, not the martial arts of competition."

""

A group of veterans looked at each other, obviously, they agreed with the scalpel.

"What will happen if we are defeated?" The old scout's eyes fell on Wang Zhu.

"There is no loss for me, the most is to use the land of the New Oriental Martial Arts School to develop real estate, but"

"Will the New Oriental Martial Arts School go bankrupt?" The old scout interrupted Wang Zhu.

"Yes." Wang Zhu shrugged, with a helpless expression on his face. At this time, Wang Zhu wanted to arouse the fighting spirit of these old guys. After all, their era has passed, and if they are still timid, they will definitely lose.

"You can only win, you can't lose!" The old scout looked at a group of veterans sternly.

"Yes!"

A group of veterans agreed loudly, their voices were full of determination to go forward without hesitation. Obviously, they knew that as long as they lost, they would take up their burdens and leave.

"Don't worry, you are all defeated, and me!" Wang Zhu said with a chuckle.

""

All the veterans looked at Wang Zhu in astonishment, even the old scout was stunned.

"Hey, look down on Brother Stupid?" Wang Zhu protested loudly.

"Hehe, you are a peerless master, and you are our big boss, how dare you let us do it!" The old scout laughed.

""

Seeing the playful and disdainful smiles of a group of veterans, Wang Zhu was so angry that he vomited blood, wishing to show his power immediately and beat the old, weak, sick and disabled to the ground.