Tang Xiaobao said, "Forget it. I believe they won't dare to do anything to Lao Zhao. At least his life won't be in danger. Everything happened because of me. I'll solve it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Haiyang walked in from outside.
He was dejected and looked aggrieved, like an eggplant hit by frost, as if he had suffered a great blow.
Everyone immediately turned off the engine.
The scene was eerily quiet.
Zhao Haiyang came to Tang Xiaobao, picked up the bottle, and gulped down a bottle of beer, but suddenly he coughed violently again and then spit out a mouthful of blood.
When everyone saw him, they immediately surrounded him and greeted him with all kinds of concern.
Zhao Haiyang laughed and waved his hand, saying, "I'm fine, don't worry, eat, eat, everyone continue eating."
After saying that, he turned around and went back to the hotel.
Tang Xiaobao said to Zheng Ping, "Director Zheng, please take care of this place and make sure everyone has a good meal. If there's nothing else, I'll go check it out. Don't post anything on your Moments."
Then he took Wanru back to the hotel.
I knocked on Zhao Haiyang's door and saw him sitting on the sofa, dejected and cursing, "Damn it!"
Tang Xiaobao didn't try to comfort him. He sat down and said with a smile, "What? Did someone punish you?"
"That bastard Wang Mao, I'm going to beat him to a pulp!" Zhao Haiyang shouted.
"Stop bragging, okay?"
Tang Xiaobao smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what you're capable of. Honestly, in the secular world, your martial arts are considered top-notch. Most people wouldn't be your match. You've also been a bodyguard for the commander, but you're probably good at special forces stuff, like reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance. Speaking of martial arts, I'm not trying to criticize you, but I'm much better than you!"
Zhao Haiyang stopped bragging and said with emotion, "It's true that there are always higher mountains. I didn't expect the Wudang Sect to be so powerful. I'd be defeated by any random disciple. Don't people on the Internet say that traditional martial arts are declining? Isn't that just exaggerated?"
"Damn it! Do you really believe the nonsense those people on the internet are spouting? Let me tell you, the judges of competitions like Wulin Feng aren't considered martial artists. Real martial artists won't hang out in the secular world. Their martial arts are all secret, and the sect rules are extremely strict. Not everyone can learn real kung fu. For example, the participants in tomorrow's martial arts conference are all real martial artists, and above them, there are the hidden ancient martial arts sects. Let me put it this way, the so-called martial arts world actually has three. The ones you usually see and hear are the outermost ones, and that's really not enough. You don't usually get to meet real masters. Take Wang Mao for example, he probably didn't get the true teachings, he's just a peripheral disciple."
Tang Xiaobao taught Zhao Haiyang a lesson.
Zhao Haiyang blinked and asked, "Which category do you belong to?"
"I am so wise and powerful, so naturally I am an existence that surpasses these three martial artists, haha."
"Boasting again!"
Zhao Haiyang didn't believe it.
Tang Xiaobao didn't explain either. He couldn't say that he was a first-rate cultivator and was indeed much stronger than the people from the ancient martial arts sects, right?
The key point is that Zhao Haiyang wouldn’t believe it even if I told him.
It is not easy to change from an atheist to a theist.
Tang Xiaobao grabbed Zhao Haiyang's wrist.
"I'm fine." said Zhao Haiyang.
After a while, Tang Xiaobao let go of his hand and glared at him: "You've suffered such serious internal injuries, and you still say you're fine. But you're really fine, because I'm a miracle doctor here."
After saying that, Tang Xiaobao took out a silver needle and began to give acupuncture to Zhao Haiyang.
The silver needle was inserted into Zhao Haiyang's back, and the innate energy flowed in. Ten minutes later, Zhao Haiyang's internal injuries were healed.
After standing up and jumping a few times, Zhao Haiyang regained his lively appearance and looked much better. He said, "Damn, it's amazing. Okay, that's great. How about this, if you insist on going up the mountain tomorrow, I'll accompany you."
"Forget it. Just wait for my good news at the foot of the mountain. It's enough to have Wanru accompany me. If a fight really breaks out, you will just be the target of abuse. Don't hold me back." Tang Xiaobao rolled his eyes at Zhao Haiyang.
Zhao Haiyang was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
"If you don't want to go, then don't go. No, we are brothers, I must go."
Tang Xiaobao said to Wanru, "Ask him if he's serious. If he is, give him a good beating first. It would be best if he stays in bed for a few days."
sweat……
It was as if she was staring at Zhao Haiyang without saying anything, but just her cold eyes made Zhao Haiyang feel uneasy.
"No, no, no, can't I just not go?"
Zhao Haiyang surrendered voluntarily.
There was no way. To him, he was like an absolute master among masters, and he could be defeated with just one move!
Besides, he knew Wanru too well.
No matter whether Tang Xiaobao's orders were a joke or not, they seemed to be taken very seriously.
If he dared to say that he wanted to go up the mountain again, he believed that Wanru would definitely beat him up so badly that he could not get out of bed.
How embarrassing it is to be beaten by a woman!
Besides, Zhao Haiyang actually agreed with Tang Xiaobao's words. He had already witnessed the strength of the Wudang Sect when he went up the mountain today. Yun Feiyang had beaten him internally with less than ten moves. If he really went up the mountain, he would be unable to help at all.
He was just a second-generation disciple, but he was bullied. There were still so many older generation figures who had not taken action, and there were also other martial arts sects that had not arrived yet.
Zhao Haiyang was feeling a little depressed at the moment. This failure was a big blow to him, and it also made him truly recognize the true nature of the martial arts world.
It turns out that there are real masters in the martial arts world, and not everyone is just a name for nothing.
"Alright, have a good rest. I understand how you feel. We are brothers, so let's not be so polite. I will help you get back what you've been wronged about. I'll have them come together to apologize to you! Just stay here and wait for me."
Tang Xiaobao patted Zhao Haiyang on the shoulder and comforted him.
Zhao Haiyang didn't take it seriously.
Come down the mountain and apologize to him?
Is that possible?
No matter whether others believe it or not, he doesn't believe it.
In the afternoon, Tang Xiaobao and Wanru stayed in the room.
It was rare that the girls didn't come to find him. They were probably a little afraid of Wanru.
But his phone was almost blown up.
The calls came one after another, but what surprised him most was that Sister Mei also called.
Sister Mei seemed to have a good relationship with Hu Zongming, and she implicitly indicated that she could come forward to talk to Hu Zongming about the matter. If everyone sat down and had a meal in peace, everything could be resolved.
Unfortunately, Tang Xiaobao will not accept Sister Mei's kindness.
Mediation?
That's bullshit.
He has already issued a strong declaration of war.
As a man, how can he go back on his word? Wang Mao must be so proud of himself when he turns around!
Tang Xiaobao still expressed his gratitude to Sister Mei.
After all, this matter has become such a big deal that ordinary people really won't get involved. If they don't handle it well, they will end up in trouble.
Of course, Tang Xiaobao also understood that Sister Mei had her own considerations for doing this.
Everything has risks and has two sides. The greater the risk, the greater the benefits.
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