Longevity starts from strengthening internal organs

Chapter 74 Practicing the Art of Art

As soon as this remark came out, Yuan Zhiwen's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes became colder, "Meng Lei, what's the matter? Are you trying to renege on your debt?"

"Of course it's not repudiation. If I want to renege on my debt, I won't talk nonsense with you here. I really don't have any money in the Changlong Escort, and I have spent all the money."

Speaking of this, Meng Lei glanced at the empty escort bureau, his eyes were full of reluctance.

"If you insist on compensation, you can only use the real estate of this bodyguard agency to compensate you."

Hearing Meng Lei's words, Zhao Ya was taken aback.

He didn't expect Meng Lei to say that.

One must know that every brick and tile of this bodyguard agency is condensed with his painstaking efforts, so it's actually paid off like this?
Yuan Zhiwen was delighted.

In fact, he also knew that there would be no result in asking for compensation this time.

Because the value of this batch of goods is really high, it may not be enough to sell the entire Changlong Escort.

The purpose of his coming here is to carry out the wishes of the Patriarch of the Hong family and completely crush the Changlong Escort.

I thought it would take a lot of effort, but I didn't expect Meng Lei to give up resistance when he came up.

"Okay, Chief Escort Meng is really bold. If that's the case, please hand over the property title deed." Yuan Zhiwen was aggressive and refused to give in.

Meng Lei was silent for a moment, then took out a land deed from his pocket and handed it over.

Yuan Zhiwen took it over and took a look, and found that it was indeed the title deed of Changlong Escort Bureau, and he was even more overjoyed.

But on the surface, he pretended to be sorry and said: "Although the land is not worth much now, we have met after all. After I go back, I will definitely respond to the owner and ask him to let you go."

Meng Lei didn't speak.

In fact, after handing over the title deed, he seemed to have lost his soul.

After a long silence, he said: "Now that you have obtained the title deed, Changlong Escort Bureau can be said to be yours from now on. I only have one request."

"Oh? What request?"

"I want to stay here for a few days, to deal with things clearly, and to dismiss my subordinates and the miscellaneous servants."

Yuan Zhiwen pretended to be troubled, and after thinking for a moment, he stretched out two fingers.

"Okay, then I will give you two days. I hope you will not be here when I come back in two days."

"Okay!" Meng Lei nodded in agreement.

Yuan Zhiwen left with the members of the Hong family.

Zhao Ya stood where he was, looking at Meng Lei's hunched back, not knowing what it was like.

"Xiaoya!"

"Huh? What's the matter, Chief Escort!"

"Go to the front to see if anyone is here. If they come, let them come to the back house to find me!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Ya stepped forward.

"Also, don't leave at night, come to the back house, I have something to tell you."

"it is good!"

Zhao Ya came to the front yard.

At this time, someone has heard the news and rushed over.

Luo Feng was the first to arrive, and he rushed into the courtyard in a hurry, and his eyes turned red when he saw Zhao Ya standing there.

"Brother Zhao, our Escort..."

Zhao Ya sighed, "The Chief Escort is waiting for you in the back house, you should go and see him first!"

Luo Feng nodded heavily, and hurried to the back house.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Feng came out in a daze, with tears still on his face.

"Brother Zhao, the Chief Escort said that there will be no Changlong Escort from today onwards. He gave me a sum of money and encouraged me a few words, but why do I feel so sad!" Luo Feng said with dull eyes, tears streaming down his face. stop slipping.

Zhao Ya also felt uncomfortable, so he could only pat Luo Feng on the shoulder and say a few words of comfort.

Luo Feng left, and Tan Dong came second.

He was better than Luo Feng, after all he was mentally prepared, but he still couldn't help crying after he came out of the back house.

For a whole day like this, Zhao Ya has been busy saying goodbye to these former colleagues.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that no one came.

Zhao Ya closed the gate of the bodyguard bureau and came to the back house.

The back house was not lit.

Meng Lei sat on the chair at the entrance of the hall, his expression was more lonely than the night.

"Is everyone gone?"

"Well, they're all gone!"

"Let's go, you won't be implicated if you go!" Meng Lei muttered a few words, then raised his head to look at Zhao Ya, his tiger eyes were full of tears.

"Xiaoya!"

"Chief dart head!"

"I have a secret knowledge that I plan to pass on to you, are you willing to learn it?"

Zhao Ya's heart trembled, and he finally understood why Meng Lei asked him to come see him again at night.

This is to teach yourself all the money!
"The disciple is willing to learn!"

Zhao Ya answered sonorously and forcefully.

This is not the time for humility, you must show enough confidence.

"Okay, okay! Your heart and talent are excellent choices, and it's not an insult to pass on this unique knowledge to you."

Speaking of which, Meng Lei stood up, his stooped body instantly straightened like a sword, giving people a coercive force.

"The unique art I want to teach you is called Dashou Beishou!"

"Let's watch first, I'll give you a drill!"

I saw Meng Lei leaping into the courtyard, waved his palm, and there was a loud noise out of thin air.

Zhao Ya's heart was shocked.

At the same time, Meng Lei stepped forward, lifted his palm up, as if he was about to lift a heavy object, and then fell down suddenly.

boom!
There was another tremor, and Zhao Ya even felt the ground tremble slightly, and the smoke and dust filled the air instantly.

Looking at the ground again, a deep pit with the thickness of a water tank appeared.

Zhao Ya's eyes couldn't help but light up.

A crater was blasted out of the ground with one palm, this big throwing stele hand is indeed Meng Lei's secret skill at the bottom of the box, it is really extraordinary!

Then I saw Meng Lei stop and slowly walk out of the smoke, his face pale.

"See it clearly? This is the hand of the Great Throwing Monument. Unfortunately, I only have one hand left now, otherwise the power will be even stronger!"

Zhao Ya nodded solemnly, "I see clearly!"

"Okay, then I will teach you now."

"This Big Throwing Stele Hand is a very masculine and strong palm technique. The main point is in this word "falling". You have to imagine that you are lifting a heavy object, and then suddenly unload the force and drop it hard. On the ground, with the power of the palm, the power is naturally violent."

Meng Lei explained to Zhao Ya the trick of slamming the stele hand.

Zhao Ya listened attentively, not daring to miss a single word.

This Throwing Stele Hand is much more powerful than the Five Tiger Fist.

If the Five Tiger Fist is just a third-rate boxing style, and a second-rate boxing style.

Then the player who threw the stele must at least be a second-rate top or even a first-rate master.

What Zhao Ya lacks most now is this powerful melee boxing technique.

This practice lasted until midnight.

Seeing that Meng Lei's face was getting paler and his figure was shaking a little, Zhao Ya quickly asked to stop, and took out green bamboo jerky to feed Meng Lei to eat.

After Meng Lei ate the jerky, his condition improved slightly, and he sighed softly.

"Although this slamming stele hand is fierce, its disadvantage is that it consumes too much energy and blood. Even warriors of the third realm cannot last for too long. Only after entering the fourth realm can they use it freely."

"If I have the strength of the four realms that day, I can beat back all the thieves in Qingzhu Ridge with this hand."

"So you have to remember that realm is the foundation of strength, and you must not put the cart before the horse, understand?"

"Disciple understands!" Zhao Ya said sincerely.

(End of this chapter)