My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 393 The posture is a bit strange

Meng Lang was also a little surprised by this battle.

"Hehe! It's so lively today."

Brother Biao asked with some doubts when he saw the young man with only a pair of strange faces behind meng lang.

"Brother, why are you alone? Where is Advisor Yan?"

Before, Meng Lang only said that if someone wanted to challenge the hero of Guanzhong, they could just shake Yan Weiwei.

Although it is not clear what the code word for "Heroes of Guanzhong" is, the two are naturally equated.

"Today...it's a bit inconvenient for her, so she won't come here."

not very convenient?Won't come?

Brother Biao looked strange.

As expected of the strongest relationship household, people have come to kick the hall, but don't even bother to find a reason for asking for leave?

"Then these two are..."

"Oh! My friend, I came in to visit."

Meng Lang didn't explain much, and looked at the few people opposite...

"Master Meng!" Li Lei looked a little excited when he saw that Meng Lang had really come to meet the appointment.

"Ahem!" Master Li next to him coughed twice, and cupped his hands at Meng Lang with all his energy.

"Thanks to Miracle Doctor Meng for saving me last time regardless of past suspicions, otherwise, my old bones would have been sunk into the loess at this time. The kindness of saving my life will never be forgotten!"

"Hehe! Master Li is being polite. The doctors are benevolent. I just happened to meet them at the right time." Meng Lang smiled.

Xiang Wenlong looked at the "Little Brother Meng" who was called by everyone in front of him.

Judging from Li Lei's master and apprentice's words, this young man seems to be a master of apricot forest?Doesn't look like age?
However, he doesn't have the temperament of a master at all, and even his body looks like an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts, so he shouldn't be the target he is looking for.

Just about to step forward to ask, Li Lei took the first step, impatiently took out a large paper bag from his bag, and offered it with both hands.

"Master Meng, I trouble you to make this trip, my master's health can't last long, so I ask you to help him and give him a diagnosis and treatment!
This is all my savings, if it is not enough, you can tell me how much, I will try to find a way to make it up! "

Everyone looked at the big paper bag in Li Lei's hand in surprise.

As long as it's not a dime or two "to tease you", depending on the size and weight, there are at least hundreds of thousands...

Ask someone to make a consultation, and the cost of a consultation is hundreds of thousands?

What level of genius doctor is this?

"Hey! Junior, who is this big brother Meng?" Tang Xiaoqi was no longer afraid at this time, she leaned over curiously and asked in a low voice.

who?I want to know too!
Zheng Wan's mind was a little confused at this time.

"Little Brother Meng", "Master Meng", "Master Doctor Meng"... How many titles are there?
The key is that every title seems to have a lot of stories in it...

No wonder people said before that "there is no necessary relationship between experience and age".

How rich is this experience?
Brother Biao and A Xing were also a little surprised, but not because of the high consultation fee.

They knew that Master Meng was proficient in wind and water fortune, but they didn't expect to be able to master the art of Qi and Huang?
But think about it, since ancient times, medicine and Taoism have not been separated, so it seems normal to have this craft?
Master is worthy of being a master!
If I get some "intractable diseases" after this, wouldn't I be saved?

Isn't Master Meng more reliable than some small advertisement on a telegraph pole?
Think about it and get a little excited!

Brother Biao looked at the thick package of "consultation fee" and sneered in his heart. What kind of person is the master, just a few hundred thousand...

"Okay! Then I'll accept it. How much is the difference? Let's talk about it after it's cured, ha ha!"

Brother Biao: "..."

Seeing that Meng Lang didn't intend to refuse at all, he just took the paper bag over with a smile, and everyone looked weird.

According to the normal routine, shouldn't it be a certain genius doctor who just said something like "the doctor is benevolent, and talking about money is vulgar" to show his integrity?
Even if you want to collect money, in front of so many people, at any rate, you should pretend to refuse it!

And "how much is the difference, we'll talk about it after it's cured"... Don't you think it's not enough to co-author?

Are genius doctors so vulgar these days?
The only person present was Brother Biao, who was a "die-hard fan", looking at Meng Lang who looked like a money fan with doubts on his face...

its not right!Before Ah Xing won the prize, Fei rejected the more than 1000 million thank you without batting an eyelid. It doesn't make sense that just a few hundred thousand can make the master move?
Ok!Master's move... must have a deep meaning!
Li Lei looked happy, "I listened to Master Meng, so when can we start treatment?"

"Just do it now."

Meng Lang said and looked at Cheng Biao, "Brother Biao, do you have a quieter room?"

Although it was a medical visit, Meng Lang didn't have a serious office, and there was a big secret hidden in his home, so of course it was impossible for him to take people home casually.

Coupled with the idea of ​​recruiting troops, "Liangshan Po" naturally became the first choice for treatment.

The so-called sickness comes like a mountain and goes away like a silk thread. Master Li's old illness cannot be cured in a day or two.

This time, it depends on whether Brother Biao knows how to seize the opportunity...

"Yes, yes, the general manager's office over there will do."

Brother Biao immediately ordered the younger brother to clean up the room and make room for it.

"Okay! Master Li, let's go there then."

Seeing that Meng Lang was about to leave with his people, Xiang Wenlong, who had been standing beside him in a concave posture, finally couldn't bear it anymore!

Hey Hey hey!The master of kicking the hall is still here, are you treating me like air?
"Wait a minute, where is the 'Hero of Guanzhong'?"

"You are..." Meng Lang turned to look at him.

"Xiang Wenlong, Shaolin, is invited to challenge!"

"Oh~" It seems that this is the owner who came to kick the hall.

Meng Lang looked at Xiang Wenlong and looked him up and down. He really had the temperament of a master, especially the cold face on his face...

"Unfortunately, your opponent may not be able to come in these two days. If you want to challenge, you may have to wait for two days."

"Huh?" Xiang Wenlong frowned.

"Struggle, there are countless things in the world, war, I will not survive if I lose! I never thought that a person who can say such a thing would be timid to fight?"

"Uh……"

Although I wrote it by myself, it is still a little shameful to be read like this by others...

"That... Ah Xing!"

"Hey! Brother Meng!" Ah Xing immediately came up to him.

Meng Lang pointed at A Xing, "Here, this is our martial artist here, if you can defeat him, then you are eligible for the next challenge."

Xiang Wenlong frowned immediately.

"I have never heard of such a challenge rule!"

"Why not?"

"Where?"

"Isn't it common sense that the final interpretation of this event belongs to the organizer?"

Xiang Wenlong: "..."

Seeing the dissatisfaction on the other party's face, Meng Lang patiently explained with a smile.

"Don't worry, this is not a wheel battle. If you run out of energy, you can suspend the challenge at any time, or choose another day to fight again. The competition is absolutely fair!"

"It's not necessary, I'm here this time, I just want to challenge the heroes of Guanzhong!"

"But look, there is only one Guanzhong hero, and there must be an endless stream of challengers, right?

It's impossible for people to guard here 24 hours a day, right?Is it reasonable for us to add a little challenge threshold and eliminate those who make up their numbers? "

"Hmm..." It seemed to make sense.

Before Xiang Wenlong opened his mouth, Li Lei, who was anxious to treat his master, was a little dissatisfied.

"What nonsense are you talking about! I have already said that today is inconvenient! Master Meng, please rest assured to treat my master, Xiang Wenlong, right? I, Bajiquan Li Lei, also want to learn Shaolin's brilliant moves!
If you can't even beat me, the defeated general, then you are not qualified to challenge Guanzhong heroes at all! "

Ah Xing, who was originally excited when he heard a fight, now saw that someone wanted to cut off his beard, so how could he agree.

"Hey! Do you understand that first come, first served? That dragon, let's go up and fight first!"

"It doesn't matter who goes first, as long as this guy doesn't disturb my master's treatment!"

"It's best if you don't fight with me. When I defeat this dragon, how about we fight one?"

"Anytime!"

Seeing A Xing and Li Lei who didn't take him seriously at all, the corners of Xiang Wenlong's mouth twitched, and a hint of anger finally appeared on his face.

"Bang!" He casually threw his heavy and huge travel bag aside, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

Twisting his neck, he punched hard with both fists!
"Okay! That being the case, if you have any skills, just let them go! It doesn't matter if you go up one by one or all together, Hero of Guanzhong... I'm sure I'll challenge you!"

The three muscular men looked at each other with fighting spirit in their eyes!

Meng Lang watched this scene cheerfully and did not stop him.

The so-called no acquaintance without a fight, if a fight, friendship will come?

Zheng Wan, who was behind Meng Lang, only felt her heart tremble.

What kind of "Guanzhong hero", what kind of challenge, how can we say that a fight is about to start?

He felt as if he had accidentally entered the copy of "Juxianzhuang".

In the beginning, it was a "gathering of heroes", and then it suddenly became "seeking medical advice", and in the end, it was not about "killing"?

Just ask if it is too late to return the copy now?
……

The younger brothers immediately began to clean up the venue, and Meng Lang ignored what happened on the other side of the ring, and first invited Master Li into the manager's office, which was used as a temporary consultation room.

Then he turned around and threw the full package of "consultation money" to Cheng Biao who had been following behind him.

"Brother Biao, you have caused trouble for everyone. There may be many such things in the future. These should be considered as lost wages."

"Hehe! Alright, I'll tell my brothers later that this is the tea fee for Brother Meng to invite everyone to drink tea."

Brother Biao didn't even refuse, and just collected the money.

Then he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Brother, you are not collecting money for money, are you?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

"Hey! Intuition!"

Meng Lang smiled and looked towards the crowd in the direction of the ring, "Brother Biao, the security company is short of people right now?"

Brother Biao's eyes lit up.

"Lack! I'm worried about this! Not only is there a shortage of capable manpower, but also a lack of coaches. Although Ah Xing can play, he is not that material at all!"

"Hmm! This one is a senior master of Bajiquan, and his apprentice on the stage, the younger generation in Jianghu can be ranked in the top ten..."

Meng Lang smiled pointedly.

Brother Biao's eyes brightened, "You mean..."

"I have created opportunities for you, whether you can keep people or not depends on your abilities.

Let me remind you, most of the people who dare to challenge have their eyes above the top, and it is not easy to stay. "

Brother Biao looked a little excited, "Brother, you must have thought of a good solution, right?"

You have confidence in me, don't you?
Meng Lang looked at Cheng Biao amusedly, "Yes! I'll leave you a town hall treasure later, and give you another word."

"Treasure of the town hall"?It sounds exciting!

"What?" Brother Biao looked at Meng Lang expectantly.

"Suhangju, it's not easy!"

After Meng Lang finished speaking, he turned around with a smile and entered the office, closing the door behind him.

Living in Suzhou and Hangzhou, is it not easy?
Looking at the closed door, Brother Biao frowned, pondering over the meaning of this sentence in his heart...

Subconsciously rubbing the paper bag in his hand with his fingers, he suddenly felt blessed!

Could it be that Master took this money because of...

I'll just say it!Master's move must have deep meaning!
……

"Gu~" Zheng Wan swallowed nervously.

Thanks to Meng Lang's previous sentence, "My friend, come in for a visit", the two of them were completely misunderstood as coming here to watch the battle.

In addition, it was brought by Xiao Meng himself, so it is naturally full of special treatment!
At this time, he and Tang Xiaoqi were arranged in the middle of the ring, a proper C seat in the audience.

The point is, there are a bunch of big men with tattoos all around, and the feeling of oppression is completely like two pure lambs mixed into the pack of wolves...

"Brother, is this a daily match in the boxing gym? Why don't they wear protective gear? Also, who is the hero of Guanzhong? Is it the nickname of a boxer with a golden belt?"

Hearing that Tang Xiaoqi beside her was still excitedly asking about a bald elder brother next to him with a full face and a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right.

Zheng Wan wants to cry but has no tears!

This mental quality...

As expected of the person I like, she is really beautiful and sassy!

"Brother Ah Xing, come on!"

"Beat him!"

"Give him some power!"

While his mind was still thinking wildly, Ah Xing and Xiang Wenlong rushed towards each other on the stage!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

"Ah!" Zheng Wan exclaimed in her heart, trying to avoid her gaze, but gradually, she couldn't help but widen her eyes...

This is undoubtedly a fist-to-flesh, passionate competition between men.

Both sides practice hard skills, and Xiang Wenlong, who is not dominant in size, is not inferior to the tall and burly A Xing in terms of speed and strength.

As soon as they came up, the two sides were head-to-head without any fancy!
"Boom!" "Boom!"

The sweat dripping under the spotlight and the pulsating muscles of the boxers are actually full of a violent beauty, which stirs the adrenaline in people's hearts!

The dull sound of fists colliding with the body, like a drum beating, made Zheng Wan's heart tremble...

I've only watched some boxing matches on TV, but I didn't expect that this kind of close-up viewing would be so shocking!
He widened his eyes and stared at the two men on the ring.

He is a victim of violence, but also an opponent of violence.

He has been excellent in character and learning since he was a child, and he has never fought with others.

But accompanied by the hoarse and exhausted shouts around him, as well as the waving of fists on the stage, and blood splashing, for a moment, he only felt that the warm blood in his chest that had been cooled for many years seemed to start to boil at this moment...

For the first time, he felt the extreme aesthetics of violence.

There are countless battles in the world, war, I will not survive if I am defeated!
For the first time, he deeply understood that strength is not necessarily used to bully the weak, but can also be used to protect oneself...

A door to a new world... opened to him...

"Ah~ so amazing! So handsome!" Tang Xiaoqi screamed without any ladylike image.

Zheng Wan: "..."

……

After half an hour.

The door to the manager's office was reopened.

Master Li, whose face was much rosier than before, walked out first.

He took a long breath, and the long-lost smooth breathing made him unable to bear a smile.

"Thank you, Miracle Doctor Meng! I haven't felt this kind of relaxed feeling for many years!"

"Hehe! Don't call me a genius doctor, you are an elder, just call me Xiaomeng!
Master Li, take a good rest next time, it is best not to travel long distances.

Come to me for acupuncture every other week, and then follow the prescription I gave you to replenish blood and Qi. It is estimated that in one or two months, your old illness will be fundamentally alleviated. "

Master Li still wanted to thank him again, when he suddenly heard an exclamation from the direction of the ring not far away.

Looking back, his face suddenly changed.

I saw my beloved apprentice half-kneeling on the ring, with one hand twisted irregularly, and bead-sized beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Leizi!"

……

"Crack!"

Just pulling and twisting, the dislocated arm was put back together again.

"Okay, it's okay, it's just a dislocated joint, nothing serious."

Hearing what meng lang said, master li was relieved.

Li Lei moved his arm a bit, with a trace of shame on his face.

"Master Meng, I'm sorry, I didn't expect the other party to be proficient in Shaolin's muscles and bones..."

Split muscles and bones?
Is there really such a unique skill?Meng Lang said he didn't know what to do.

Ah Xing was also grinning and moving the reattached joints. The difference is that he had one leg removed, and he still has some cramps...

Although both of them had bruised noses and swollen faces, they were both in good spirits, and they still had the strength to glare at Xiang Wenlong who was opposite.

Xiang Wenlong was sitting on the ground resting. Seeing that the two were not convinced, he still smiled coldly.

"Oh! Acceptance!"

It's just that the nosebleeds didn't stop, which somewhat ruined the master's temperament.

It can be seen that the two sides fought back, but they didn't kill each other.

"How is it? I have already proved myself, and I'm not just pretending, right? When can I challenge the heroes of Guanzhong?" Xiang Wenlong looked at Meng Lang.

"Um……"

He didn't expect to meet such a master on the first day of opening.

What a happy trouble...

"Well, it's also the first lucky player to come to challenge. Since you have asked sincerely, then I will grant it to you."

"Oh! So I can fight the Guanzhong hero?" Xiang Wenlong's eyes lit up.

"Yes, you can set a time, anytime."

"No, just now! I can still fight!" Xiang Wenlong looked proud.

Meng Lang was not surprised either. He nodded with a smile and looked at Cheng Biao.

"Brother Biao, please clear the venue and close the door!"

"Uh……"

Xiang Wenlong looked puzzled, it was just a competition, why clear the field?

Could it be that he was worried that losing too badly would affect his reputation?

Ah!Those who sell fame and fame!

Although Brother Biao didn't quite understand what Meng Lang wanted to do, he immediately dismissed his younger brother and asked everyone to leave the boxing gym.

Li Lei, master and apprentice, looked at each other with strange expressions.

Before leaving, Li Lei couldn't hold back and asked a question anyway.

"Well, you...haven't heard of the famous stunts of the heroes of Guanzhong?"

"Stunt for fame? Twelve-way Tan legs, I haven't seen it before."

"I didn't mean that, I meant..."

"Hmph! Don't need to say too much, I, Xiang Wenlong, never need to know what the opponent will do, only need to know where the opponent is!"

Looking at the arrogant and cold-faced, confident Shaolin apprentice, Li Lei finally confirmed it.

This is a stunned young man who has never heard of "Legends of Horror in Jianghu" and came to challenge him...

well!Master Meng is indeed a benevolent doctor, and even asked people to clear the venue and close the door in advance.

Being surrounded by so many people and spreading the news, those people who are trying to gain fame should not die on the spot?

Thinking back to the unavoidable, unavoidable kick on Zhongnan Mountain, like an antelope hanging its horns, the ultimate kick...

Li Lei tightened his chrysanthemum, gave Xiang Wenlong a sympathetic look, and quickly followed the crowd out of the boxing gym.

It wasn't until the gate of the boxing gym was slammed shut that Xiang Wenlong looked around curiously, and asked strangely to Meng Lang, the only one who stayed behind.

"Hey! Where's the Guanzhong hero?"

Meng Lang didn't speak, but started to move his hands and feet with a smile.

Xiang Wenlong: "..."

……

Outside.

"Hey! Why did Brother Meng stay in there alone? Is he a referee?

Who is the Guanzhong hero?Did you enter through the back door?There is no movement at all, it is mysterious, I really want to go in and have a look..."

Tang Xiaoqi was chattering non-stop, and Zheng Wan had black lines all over her head. How could he know these questions.

Just as I was about to say something, the door was suddenly opened from the inside with a "creak".

Meng Lang was still holding the medical bag, and Shi Shiran walked out of it.

Then, with a gentle movement, he gently closed the door.

"Hey! Brother Meng, why did you come out so soon? Has the fight started inside?" Tang Xiaoqi asked quickly.

Meng Lang said with a smile, "Kids, don't like to join in the fun so much, that's fine, let's all go away if there is nothing to do.

I went back first, the house is still waiting for me to eat. "

After finishing speaking, he left the boxing gym all the way without giving the bewildered people a chance to ask questions, leaving only an unfathomable back...

Everyone looked at each other, feeling like a cat's paw.

What the hell is going on inside?
How come there's no movement at all since the fight started?

Among the crowd, only Zheng Wan stood there with a strange expression on his face.

He happened to be standing at the gate just now, and the moment he opened the door, he happened to see a part of the scene through the crack of the door.

If I'm not mistaken, that terrible man who was so powerful and somewhat outrageous just now seems to have fallen on the ring...

But how is this possible?

From closing the door to opening the door, is there ten seconds?
He thought he should be dazzled.

But when I think about it carefully, the picture is very clear, but the posture of the man falling down is a bit strange.

(Xiang Wenlong: "O=z...")
　Great chapter here!Wishing you all auspicious Year of the Rabbit!Family fun!

　　
　
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