Game Tycoon Reborn

Lu Menglin laughed, reached out and patted Chen Jiannan on the shoulder, and said softly: "Brother Nan, it's okay. The most important thing to be a man is to be a little curious. Although I am not a martial arts practitioner, I am still very curious about Chinese martial arts. I will go see a See you and be back."

Looking at Lu Menglin's gaze as calm as water, Chen Jiannan couldn't say anything more.

But thinking about it, there shouldn't be any danger. Otherwise, as long as the two martial arts masters join forces to attack, they and Lu Menglin probably won't be able to resist, so there's no need to do anything more.

So, Chen Jiannan watched as Lu Menglin and Ye Tian walked into the inner courtyard together and disappeared from sight.

And that big boxer Zhang Tianqiao didn't follow in, instead he looked resentful and angry, as if he really didn't want Lu Menglin to see that person.

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Chapter 461 A Man in a Wheelchair

Lu Menglin followed the old man Ye Tian, ​​turned around in the courtyard, passed a quiet corridor, and finally came to a wing.

It seems that this Wing Chun boxing gym is much bigger than it looks from the outside. In a place like Hong Kong Island where every inch of land is expensive, to have such a large house, it seems that this Wing Chun successor, Master Ye Tim, has a certain background. Hard!

The wing room in front of me was very quiet, the surroundings were quiet and there was no noise at all.

The old man Ye Tian stepped up the steps, stretched out his hand and opened the door, and said with a smile, "Please come in."

Lu Menglin stepped up the steps as he said, and the moment he stepped over the threshold, his body suddenly stiffened, obviously hesitating.

Because he suddenly had an indescribable intuition, as if there was some kind of extremely terrifying and powerful creature hidden in that door, like a tiger surrounded by tigers, which made people shudder.

Seeing Lu Menglin not moving, Ye Tian's face was even more pleasantly surprised.

"Can you feel it?" Ye Tian said in surprise.

Lu Menglin didn't know why, but still nodded.

"Sure enough, he is a master who has practiced internal skills, please come in! There is no danger inside." Ye Tian smiled.

Lu Menglin frowned, and boldly stepped over the threshold, but his whole body tensed up involuntarily, maintaining a certain degree of vigilance.

The front half of this wing room was empty, and it really didn't look like it was in danger.

The furnishing in the room was very simple, only a dark wooden table and two solid wooden chairs, and the objects were of unknown age, but they looked very old.

Next to the wooden table is a small door, which is separated by a gray bead curtain, so that people can't see through the movement inside at a glance.

The old man Ye Tian turned his head and said: "Brother Lu, you wait here first, I will go in and bring him out."

After finishing speaking, Ye Tian stretched out his hand to lift the bead curtain, and got in short.

Lu Menglin stood where he was, looking around casually.

At this glance, he actually saw some tricks.

This wing room is weird, the floor and walls seem to be paved with something, thickened deliberately, and upon closer inspection, there are some tiny cracks on the walls, as well as on the wooden tables and chairs, as if It's like being scratched by someone's nails.

Moreover, the number of these cracks is extremely large, all of which are concentrated in the same direction.

At this moment, Lu Menglin suddenly heard a soft sound in the back of his head.

The bead curtain that blocked the door suddenly broke two pieces in the middle, and at the same time as the gray beads fell to the ground, Lu Menglin suddenly sensed the danger, and instinctively turned his head to the side.

A gust of wind rushed past Lu Menglin's cheek, only to hear a very slight sound from the black wooden chair behind him.

Lu Menglin turned his head and saw that there was a new scar on the black wooden chair.

Damn it!What is this!Lu Menglin was terrified, he didn't see anything, but he could scratch the wooden chair, if it fell on his cheek just now, wouldn't it be disfigured?

"I still rely on my face for food! What are you doing!" Lu Menglin murmured to himself with lingering fear.

After a while, the door curtain was rolled, and the old man Ye Tim was slowly walking out pushing a wheelchair.

Sitting in this wheelchair was a white-haired old man with a bearded face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, calm and majestic.

The old man in a wheelchair tilted his head and stared at Lu Menglin with an angry look on his face.

"Why does he have such a pale face? Forget it, don't teach, push me in!" The white-haired old man patted the wheelchair angrily.

Ye Tian smiled wryly and said, "Come here, let's talk a little bit! Besides, people don't want to learn Wing Chun, otherwise I will teach it."

"Don't want to learn Wing Chun? Good! Wing Chun is a kind of boxing that women use for self-defense. It's useless to learn it! Haha!" The white-haired old man laughed happily.

The old man laughed so loudly that the room was buzzing, obviously full of spirit.

When Lu Menglin heard this sentence, he was a little unhappy.

First of all, Master Ye Tim had already beaten him just now, if Wing Chun can't do it, then wouldn't he be inferior to women?

In addition, Master Ye Tian pushes a wheelchair. This white-haired old man is taken care of by others, and he speaks so loudly that he hurts his martial arts. This kind of personality is too annoying.

"Grandpa, you said that Wing Chun is not good. Could it be that your boxing skills are better than Wing Chun?" Lu Menglin asked with a smile.

Hearing the young man speak so directly, the white-haired old man and Ye Tian were both taken aback.

"Of course! Even in front of Lao Ye, I dare to say this. If I can stand up, his boxing skills are no match for me." The white-haired old man said proudly.

"Yeah! You are amazing! If you compete sitting down, Master Ye will definitely not be able to beat you. What is the name of your self-created boxing style? Let me guess, is it wheelchair boxing? You are the best in the world while sitting in a wheelchair? Or practice this boxing technique?" For boxers, you have to break your own legs first, and sit in a wheelchair?" Lu Menglin sarcastically sarcastically.

Unexpectedly, the kid changed the subject and satirized the other party directly, obviously to vent his anger on the old man Ye Tian.

Ye Tian and the white-haired old man all laughed, especially the white-haired old man, instead of being angry, he smiled and said: "This little baby has a good heart. Knowing how to fight against the strong and help the weak is a bit of a chivalrous heart in our generation. "

"However, I still want to try his inner strength." The white-haired old man raised his head and smiled.

When Lu Menglin heard this, he immediately became vigilant.

This white-haired old man is the kind of person who is not easy to mess with at first glance, even though he is sitting in a wheelchair, his tone is not small, you must guard against it.

Thinking of this, Lu Menglin secretly took a step back, and took another step back.

He thought to himself, I will stay away from you at the worst, if you say give it a try, just give it a try?I am not stupid.

As a result, before he finished speaking, the white-bearded old man stopped laughing suddenly, and stared straight at Lu Menglin with a pair of tiger eyes.

In an instant, Lu Menglin felt chills all over his body, as if all the goosebumps on his body had sprung up all at once.

This feeling is too strong!

It seemed that the person sitting in front of him was not an old man in a wheelchair, but a fierce tiger, and when he met a fierce tiger in a narrow road in the mountain stream, the hairs all over his body exploded, probably this was the feeling.

Frightened, Lu Menglin couldn't help taking another step back.

Taking this step back means that he has taken a total of three steps, and the distance between him and the white-haired old man in the wheelchair is six or seven steps.