Chapter 211 The Real Master
"Okay." After a long while, Gu Qian nodded.
Mi Bao looked at him, feeling a little worried. "Dad, your vision is too poor. What kind of friends do you make? Next time you make friends, ask me to help you choose."
Really, there is no peace of mind every day.
She stood with her hands behind her back, looking at him with a look of disappointment, shaking her head, making Gu Qian feel as if he saw his father for a moment. The old man was like this every time he finished a fight.
All that's missing is a stick.
Gu Qian's mouth twitched and he shook his head to get rid of this horrible scene.
He raised his hand and pinched Mibao's chubby little face, "I know."
Mi Bao felt that his tone was a bit perfunctory and impatient, and glanced at him sideways, "I'm doing this for your own good."
Great, his mother is out too.
Gu Qian pinched his brows with a headache, "Yeah, yeah, I know."
I know how to return this tone.
Mibao was very unhappy and kept mumbling to himself.
Gu Qian was overwhelmed after hearing this. This little housekeeper.
Fortunately, when Lao Chen walked over with a smile, Mibao stopped talking.
You have to give your father some face when you are outside.
Old Chen gave Mibao a thumbs up and said, "Great, Mibao! You're the first person to beat Aze."
Hearing this, Mibao's eyes brightened even more, "Really?"
Old Chen nodded heavily, "That's right, I admire you so much."
Mibao was so proud of the praise that she almost floated up in the air. She waved her hands and said, "Oh, it's not that great. I'm just a little bit better than him."
Old Chen was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
Duan Zhen pinched her little hair in a mixture of anger and amusement, "Gu Mibao, can you be more modest?"
Mibao glanced at him and said, "Well, you should be more humble. Winning is not something you should be proud of."
Duan Zhen: “…”
Is that what he meant? Huh?
Old Chen suppressed his laughter and winked at Duan Zhen jokingly. Mi Bao was probably the first person to choke him like this.
Yes, I am a little ancestor.
After another fight, Mibao reluctantly left.
When she left, Lao Chen gave her a black card and said, "Come anytime you want to play in the future. It's free."
Mibao exclaimed, "Wow!" "Really?"
"Of course, I can still afford this little money."
Mibao jumped up with joy.
Duan Zhen was about to say something when his phone suddenly rang. Upon hearing the voice on the other end, his expression grew serious. "Okay, I'll be right there."
He looked at Mibao and said, "I can't take you back. You can take a taxi back by yourselves."
Mibao nodded and said, "Okay, will you come back today?"
"He probably won't be going back, so there's no need to leave any food for me."
"I didn't say I'd leave it for you." Mibao made a face at him, hopped away, rolled down the window again, poked his little head out and said, "Take good care of yourself. Don't always make Mom worry."
Duan Zhen laughed, "Okay, I got it, don't worry."
Feeling that she was seen through, Mibao immediately retracted her head. Humph, she didn't care about him at all. She did that all for her mother.
Gu Qian looked at the stubborn little guy, then glanced in the direction of Duan Zhen, and curled the corners of his lips slightly.
Duan Zhen drove all the way to a place where Wei Feng and the others had already arrived, all of them with bruised faces and noses.
"Boss, you're finally here," Wei Feng said. "Go in quickly and teach him a lesson! He actually dared to give us the middle finger."
He was furious.
Duan Zhen looked at them, his face darkening.
He just received a call saying that someone came to challenge them and spoke very rudely.
He wanted to see who was so crazy.
However, when he saw that person, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and asked Wei Feng, "Is that him?"
Wei Feng knew why he was so surprised. In front of him was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He was sloppy and smelled bad. There was a sack at his feet. He didn't know what was in it, but it was probably some empty water bottles or other junk. It was obvious that he was a rag picker.
Who would have thought that his martial arts skills were so powerful.
Wei Feng whispered, "Boss, don't underestimate him. He's really powerful."
Geng Jianguang stretched lazily across from him and looked at Duan Zhen lazily, "Are you their boss?"
He looked him up and down and said, "It doesn't look like much. Come on, don't waste my time."
Duan Zhen didn't show any big expression. He just rolled up his sleeves and swung his fist without saying a word.
The speed was extremely fast, but Geng Jianguang did not dodge and even yawned.
Then, under the astonished gaze of everyone, he raised his hand and grabbed Duan Zhen's wrist.
Feeling the unshakable power coming from his wrist, Duan Zhen's pupils shrank slightly.
With a "bang", he was thrown to the ground by someone over his shoulder.
Wei Feng and the others were all dumbfounded.
No, just, one move???
Although they were also knocked down in one move, this is the boss!
The boss who was much stronger than them was actually killed in one move?
Geng Jianguang pulled a face, looking disgusted, "Waste."
If it weren't for the money, he wouldn't come.
He didn't want to take the order, but when he looked at the sack beside him, his face became even darker.
It is true that money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat.
He said to Duan Zhen impatiently, "Get up."
Duan Zhen stood up, concealing his shock, and attacked again.
This time he used leg techniques, and Geng Jianguang also used his legs. After a few hits, Duan Zhen's legs were numb and his face had more injuries.
His strength is simply terrifying.
Duan Zhen was knocked to the ground again.
After a few times, he tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Wei Feng hurried forward and said, "Boss, stop fighting."
Duan Zhen pushed him away, forced himself to stand up, looked at Geng Jianguang and said, "Continue."
Geng Jianguang raised his eyebrows slightly. "I don't have any other advantages, I'm just very good at taking beatings. Be careful with this last move. I won't be responsible if you kill me."
After saying that, he kicked directly at his death point with extreme murderous intent. With this kick, there was no hesitation and he would definitely die!
"Boss!" Wei Feng roared in horror.
A few seconds later, Geng Jianguang looked at Duan Zhen who had blocked his leg and raised his eyebrows, "He's really strong."
He retracted his legs, yawned, picked up the sack on the ground and threw it on his back, then tossed him a piece of paper with an address scribbled on it.
He said slowly: "Have a good sleep today and come find me here tomorrow."
As he spoke, he sneered, "With your limited ability, you still want to join Lone Wolf? Do you really think Lone Wolf is a rag collector?"
Hearing this, Geng Jianguang's expression froze, and he quickly chased after him, "Who are you?"
Geng Jianguang said without even turning his head: "You are not worthy of knowing my name."
He was carrying a sack, shaking it, and a pink corner of the sack was exposed.
That's not a bottle, it's clearly cash!
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