The news that a Wudang Taoist priest was in charge of the Datong Hall on Nanfeng Street spread quickly.
"Hu Shilong lost to a wild Taoist priest, what a big joke!"
"That's not a wild Taoist priest. I heard he's from the Wudang Sect."
"The Lion Martial Arts School is completely embarrassed this time. It was beaten like that by others on its own territory."
"I heard that Hu Shilong and his great disciple Shi Baofang were both seriously injured and are still lying in the hospital." City Hospital.
Hu Shilong and Shi Baofang were lying in an exclusive ward. Both the master and the disciple woke up.
"Master, we are going to meet our boss." Zhu Wuneng and Sha Wujing bought a lot of fruits and brought them over to pay tribute.
Hu Shilong was dizzy and leaned on the hospital bed and asked: "What did the boss say..."
"My boss didn't say anything. I'm just worried that Master you won't be able to participate in the martial arts conference." Zhu Wuneng said.
Hu Shilong gritted his teeth: "No one thought that such a thing would happen..."
"Tell my boss that I will recover from my injury for two days and I will never let him down in the martial arts competition!" Zhu Wuneng and Sha Wujing looked at each other.
Neither of them really believed that the master could recover from his injury in just two days.
"Master, didn't the doctor say that? The organ function has temporarily failed, and I have to rest for the next few days."
"That's right, depending on what my boss wants, I don't want you to attend the martial arts conference anymore." Hu Shilong was startled: "Without me, who else can my boss invite to participate?" Both apprentices shook their heads.
Shi Baofang was peeling oranges and eating them, and said: "Master, just listen to the second and third junior brothers and take good care of yourself. It's better than anything else." Hu Shilong sighed: "I have been playing hawk all my life, but I was pecked by the hawk. "Shi Baofang said: "Master, that wild Taoist priest should be merciful, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to survive now." Hu Shilong was silent.
Yes, both of them suffered varying degrees of internal injuries. This kind of internal injury is manifested in varying degrees of failure of various organs, but it does not affect life safety.
He was rescued by the hospital.
"If that wild Taoist priest had tried his best at that time, neither of us would have been able to survive today." Shi Baofang ate an orange and said, "At that time, even if the second and third junior brothers went to the police and the forensic doctors came, they would not be able to find them. The evidence can prove that it was the wild Taoist priest who beat him." Hu Shilong heard this and opened his hospital clothes.
The chest was as smooth as jade, and the muscles were knotted. It looked very strong, with no bruises at all. This was obviously the place where the wild Taoist priest had hit him, but there wasn't even a scratch.
"This man has strong internal energy, which can penetrate the body and injure the internal organs. He is worthy of being a descendant of Wudang." Hu Shilong clicked his tongue in surprise.
Shi Baofang finished eating the oranges and clapped his hands: "With such a big figure in Gusu, there will be no peace in the future." Hu Shilong thought for a while: "We still have to give an explanation to our boss, Wu Neng Wu Jing, you guys go and check it out. Is this Datong Pavilion opened by this wild Taoist priest himself? Is there anyone else behind it?"
"Yes, Master!" Hu Shilong remembered that they were in the Datong Pavilion before, and besides the wild Taoist priest, there was another person.
He was very young, about the same age as the wild Taoist priest, and he never made any move from beginning to end. However, Hu Shilong and others ignored him.
There should be someone else behind the scenes at Datong Pavilion, and that person might be the biggest owner. ...Wu Zhiyuan asked the driver to drive to Nanfeng Street.
He got out of the car, straightened his clothes and cuffs, and looked up. Datong Pavilion, on the second floor across the street, is brightly lit.
When I went upstairs, I saw the Datong Pavilion sign. It was torn in half, then taped back together and hung on the wall.
There wasn't even a counter in the front hall, just a few rubber stools.
"Xiao Dao, go take a look." Wu Zhiyuan winked, and the driver beside him nodded and walked into the corridor. As the mastermind behind the Lion Martial Arts Gym, Wu Zhiyuan loves martial arts. Although he is not very advanced himself, he is surrounded by masters.
For example, the driver Xiao Dao is a veteran, a former special forces soldier, a warrior in the Yuheng realm, has a name in the martial arts association, and is very powerful.
He has protected Wu Zhiyuan from being harmed by gangsters and bandits many times. One person can fuck a dozen of them as easily as they can.
In southern Yunnan Province, Wu Zhiyuan's car went up a mountain and was robbed by a group of bandits. Xiao Dao got out of the car slowly and took down the bandits with his bare hands.
Afterwards, the bandit leader came to Wu Zhiyuan with his second son in hand to apologize, and personally toasted Xiao Dao with three glasses of wine.
From then on, the knife became famous in the martial arts world. No one knows how many large security groups have extended an olive branch to him.
Even the overlord Blackwater Company sent an invitation letter to Xiaodao and hired him as Blackwater's security coach.
That is the ceiling of the security industry. He has been hired by the White House of a hegemonic country. Many politicians and wealthy people are their loyal customers.
Xiaodao missed his old love. After all, Wu Zhiyuan saved his life, so he didn't agree. Xiaodao entered the corridor, opened two doors one after another, turned back and shook his head towards Wu Zhiyuan.
"Aren't you here?" Wu Zhiyuan looked at the time. He just stopped by to take a look, forget about it if he wasn't there.
However, he still turned around and looked at the entire Datong Pavilion, and there seemed to be nothing special about it. The Lion Martial Arts Hall is much more luxurious than here.
He was very interested in the wild Taoist priest who defeated Hu Shilong. It would be great if I could hire someone to work for him.
Wu Zhiyuan started to love talents, but now that there is no one in Datong Hall, he can only come back next time. Just as he was about to leave with the knife, he suddenly saw someone walking up the stairs slowly carrying a bag of lunch and roast duck.
He raised his head and bumped into Wu Zhiyuan and the knife. Xiaodao suddenly became alert and blocked Wu Zhiyuan behind him.
Wu Zhiyuan looked down and saw that the person who came was a young man, wearing a black Taoist robe. He looked unkempt and did not look like a master.
"Oh? Are there new guests? Are you here to sign up?" Wang Ye said with a smile. Since he is now the owner of the hotel, he naturally has food and accommodation on the ground in Suzhou.
Xia Ye advanced his salary and helped him buy a second-hand house nearby, very close to Datong Hall.
"Are you the owner of the Datong Pavilion?" Wu Zhiyuan asked. Wang Ye nodded, passed them, and went straight up the stairs: "Come with me, register, and pay." Xiao Dao sneered: "My young master is not here to register, he is here specifically to see you." Wang Ye turned his head. Look at Wu Zhiyuan.
"Let me introduce myself, Wu Zhiyuan. The Lion Martial Arts School is my property." Wu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to shake Wang Ye's hand.
Wang Ye narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Oh, you are looking for trouble, right?" As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Dao immediately took a step forward and slapped Wang Ye hard.
The powerful force burst out with violent wind. The entire stairway was shaking!
