One person's royal painting

Chapter 130

One day ago, Wuhan.

"Drink! Ha! Drink! Ha..."

In a school located in the mountains, there are constant roars coming from the walls...

And on the plaque at the main gate of this school is written a line of big characters, "Seeking truth professional martial arts school!"

Martial arts school!

It has always been one of the business methods commonly used by aliens.

Whether it is Tangmen or Shaolin!They all established their own affiliated martial arts schools.

The Qiuzhen Society, an organization formed by the merger of four martial arts schools, has a unique advantage in establishing a martial arts school.

Whether it is external boxing or internal boxing, there is no shortage of seeking truth!

Qiuzhen Society still has an unclear relationship with the company...

At this time, in a small courtyard.

A big man with a height of more than two meters and a hulking waist was standing in the courtyard and punching.

call!
call!
call!
Every time the big man punches, a gust of wind pressure is brought up in the air around him, blowing the vegetation planted in the courtyard upside down...

"Principal Huang!"

A young man came running not far away, and he said as he ran, "Principal Huang, Principal Huang..."

It's just that the strong man punching in the courtyard didn't pay attention to the shouting young man, and kept waving his fists as before.

"School Yellow..."

The moment the young man was about to step into the courtyard, the man who was practicing in the courtyard suddenly exerted strength from his waist and punched towards the door!
A gust of wind suddenly blew up from that huge fist, rushing towards the young man...

call!
Faced with this powerful wind, the young man had to raise his arms to block himself.

It's a pity that he still underestimated the power brought by this punch, one of them didn't stand still, and sat on the ground directly, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead...

"Hmph! How many times have I told you that you need to practice the Zhuang Gong well!"

The strong man slowly put away his fists, and said coldly: "Look at you now, you don't have the strength of a martial arts practitioner, even the wind of my fist can blow you."

"What if you fight to the death with other aliens in the future? Do you still want to be pushed to the ground and beaten?"

"Yes... I'm sorry, Principal Huang Ning..."

The young man stood up quickly, bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Humph!"

Huang Ning snorted coldly, and said lightly: "What's the matter, running in such a hurry?"

"Yes...it was Vice President Fang who came to see you and said he had something important to discuss!" the young man said quickly.

"Ok?"

Huang Ning frowned slightly, picked up the towel that was on the table beside him, wiped it on his face and said, "I see, you go back and report to Principal Fang, I will wait in the conference room in 10 minutes. he!"

"Yes!"

……

Two 10 minutes later.

Huang Ning had already changed his clothes. When he arrived at the conference room, Master Fang was the only one sitting there drinking tea.

After Huang Ning nodded slightly, he pulled open the seat beside him, and sat down resolutely, with his hands on his chest, and asked, "Old Fang, why are you in such a hurry?"

"It's about the Valley of Integrity!"

After Master Fang put down the teacup in his hand, he said in a low tone: "The boys who were watching over there were beaten, and the group of people who beat them seem to have walked in..."

"Is it possible to enter that place casually?"

Huang Ning said in a deep voice: "And what are you always talking about? Xiao Wu and the others were beaten up! Which family dares to beat up my fellows?"

"I don't know yet..."

Elder Fang shook his head, "Xiao Wu and Xiao Zhu also just called, and I just heard from them that the group of people seems to have a way to enter the valley..."

"Is there a way to enter the valley..."

Huang Ning raised his eyebrows slightly, "So, you always mean that you want me to take someone over there to have a look?"

"Well... Lao Liu and Lao Liang need to sit in the martial arts school, and I need to take charge of the operation of the martial arts school, so I can only trouble you, Huang, to come..." Fang Lao said.

"..."

After being silent for a while, Huang Ning said lightly, "I see!"

Besides, Huang Ning has always been vigorous and resolute in his work. After discussing with Mr. Fang and the others in the morning, he directly got on the bullet train to Hanzhong in the afternoon.

At the same time Huang Ning left, a logistics company in the Xi'an Industrial Zone also received news.

"What! The president of the Truth-Seeking Society is coming to the northwest?"

A short man with Mediterranean hair sat up straight instantly, "Are you sure?"

On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man said: "Yes, I heard someone say it! This Huang Ning left in a hurry, as if there was something urgent, Lao Hua! Your northwest is really a maelstrom!"

"Stop coming, Ren, when are you going to pay me back the wine you owe me?"

The little man is Hua Feng, the person in charge of the Northwest Region of Nadutong.

At this moment, he was sitting on the office chair, his fingers kept turning the pen and asked, "What is he going to do in the Northwest?"

"I don't know..."

"Tsk!"

Hua Feng smacked his lips and said: "Old fox, it's too much. Since you called me, you must have figured out Huang Ning's movements. Hurry up! Otherwise, labor and management will not cheer for your girl!"

During this period of time, Manager Ren has been reducing his influence in the Central China region, and at the same time handed over some of the more brilliant and outstanding work to Ren Fei!
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Old Fox Ren is about to abdicate, and this successor is naturally Ren Fei.

"Really, this is not like you, Lao Hua! Hold your breath..."

"Don't talk nonsense, it didn't happen to you in Huazhong, so don't worry!"

Hua Feng said: "Ten years ago, don't you know what happened in my Qinghai side? Those people almost set off my Northwest!"

"Now that it's finally gone, Huang Ning is here again, do you think he's shooting for no reason?"

"..."

Manager Ren on the other end of the phone shook his head, "Okay! He bought a train ticket to Hanzhong. If there is no accident, his range of activities should be in Qinling..."

"Qinling?"

Hua Feng frowned, as if he had thought of something, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I know, when you retire, remember to tell me, I will go to your retirement banquet!"

After a brief chat with Manager Ren, Hua Feng slowly put down the phone and stopped turning the pen. He directly picked up the landline on the table and dialed a number.

"Hey……"

On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man's voice came out, but the voice seemed a little embarrassed.

"Lao Meng! Where are you now?" Hua Feng asked.

"Ah... Me?"

There was an obvious pause on the other end of the phone, and after a while, Lao Meng's voice came again: "I'm at home...Mr. Hua! Is there something wrong?"

"Well...it's a very tricky thing, I'm going to Hanzhong, you come with me!"

Hua Feng had already stood up from his seat at this time, put the microphone on his shoulder and said, "There's a big man from the Seeking Truth Society, it's very troublesome!"

"Once something unpleasant happens...I'm worried that my colleagues in the company won't be able to control the situation!"

"Oh, oh... good! Let me talk to my wife, and I'll go find you right away..." Lao Meng said.

"No, just wait for me at home, I'll pick you up! That's it, see you later!" After Huafeng finished speaking, he hung up the phone and walked out of the office door quickly.

(End of this chapter)