future master in modern

There are unknown birds in the courtyard, chirping non-stop as soon as the sky turns white.

Wang Mubai slept very soundly, sleeping until dawn, but Zhao Wou-ki didn't need a long sleep, and he could let himself enter a deep sleep anytime and anywhere, so the recovery of physical strength was not a problem.

Last night, after only an hour of deep sleep, he felt full of energy. In the following half of the night, Zao Wou-ki sat quietly on the bed, half asleep and half awake, watching every move in the courtyard.

Fortunately, have a good night.

When Wang Mubai got up, there were already shouts from the courtyard, he stood in front of the window and looked with his head, it turned out that it was Zhao Wuji who was pointing to his bodyguards about fighting skills.

Wang Mubai smiled happily, and went downstairs humming a ditty from that era.

Breakfast is on the coffee table.

Breakfast is stewed sweet and fragrant bird's nest porridge, which is just right when you touch the edge.

After drinking the porridge, Wang Mubai came to the yard with his hands behind his back.

In the yard, several bodyguards found bricks from unknown sources and were busy cutting bricks with their bare hands.

hey...ha...

With a palm strike, a brick was broken into two pieces.

Zhao Wou-ki smiled and watched them chopping bricks happily, he just watched but didn't say anything, he didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm, but there was a bodyguard who said Mr. Zhao, hoping that Zhao Wou-ki would show some more hands.

Opportunities like this don't come along all the time.

Unable to hinder their repeated requests, Zhao Wou-ki had no choice but to pick up a brick casually.

"Alright!"

The bodyguards stared wide-eyed, staring at Zhao Wuji's movements, for fear of missing any shocking scene.

Lifting up the brick, Zao Wou-ki retracted his three fingers, but stretched his index finger and thumb.

bang... bang... crisp sound

Zao Wou-ki flicked out his index finger and hit the bricks one by one.

A scene that made the bodyguards unbelievable appeared. Every time Zhao Wou-ki flicked his fingers, he shattered several bricks. After a few flicks, only half of the brick that was originally a complete piece remained at this moment.

It's amazing, although they can split bricks with bare hands, they never thought that they could break bricks with just a flick of their fingers.

Is it a magical skill? !

Doesn't this finger poke a hole in the body?

The bodyguards were shocked, thinking that Zao Wou-ki had finished showing, but they never thought that Zhao Wou-ki looked at the half brick in his hand, weighed it twice, and threw it high.

Everyone shrank their pupils and stared at the falling brick.

Time seemed to be slowing down at this moment. With everyone's extreme concentration, the brick seemed to be falling slowly.

Zhao Wuji whipped out his right arm seemingly inadvertently, everyone's eardrums shook, and the crackling sound pierced their ears.

The air was squeezed and squeezed by the arm that was thrown out, and finally burst.

boom!

At this time, the bricks can only become static under the contrast of Zao Wou-ki's high-speed moving arm.

The arms rippling in the air turned into afterimages one by one, like the first-grade lotus petals blooming on the lotus platform, with the ultimate beauty and amorous feelings.

The traces of afterimages have finally come into contact with the bricks.

There is no earth-shattering momentum, but if the time slows down by a few beats, you can see that the bricks met the afterimage like the white snow that has just melted in the light, and suddenly scattered into powder flying all over the sky...

Under the sun, a little golden light...

Zhao Wou-ki's faintly visible face is extremely ordinary, but it makes people have an urge to worship.

"It's fine." Stopped, Zhao Wuji asked with a light smile.

All the bodyguards were dumbfounded and said nothing, but there was already a storm in their hearts.

Wang Mubai coughed twice, waking them up, they immediately straightened up and returned to their seats, but the gazes still came from time to time.

It was very early, Zhao Wou-ki glanced slightly out of the courtyard, but saw that the waiter walking from a distance seemed to be the same person all the time, and he walked back and forth countless times on the road in front of the courtyard.

Zhao Wuji sneered a few times, and said to Wang Mubai: "Brother Wang, I'm going out for a walk."

Wang Mubai put one hand on his back, waved the other lightly, and said, "That's good, it's not bad to see the scenery outside."

Zhao Wou-ki walked out of the courtyard gate, the lawn path in front of the gate, the waiter was pushing the vacuum cleaner, walking back and forth.

With a slight smile on the corner of Zhao Wou-ki's mouth, he walked up, just in front of the waiter.

A hundred meters away, a group of men and women wearing gold rings in their ears were walking slowly, with pious faces towards the main hall; in the shadows ten meters away, there were countless black shadows clinging to the eaves hanging upside down.

Zhao Wou-ki swept it away, and the waiter pushed the vacuum cleaner and stopped right in front of Zhao Wou-ki.

Then, he stopped, bent over, made a gesture, and slowly backed away, without intending to go over.

Zhao Wou-ki didn't move either, just kept staring at the waiter who retreated respectfully.

The waiter's legs in the hem were shaking lightly without anyone noticing.

Zhao Wuji kept watching him until he retreated to the edge of the road, then Zhao Wuji saw a person from a distance, it was the black-skinned man from yesterday, he was rushing over.

The waiter hurriedly dodges, it is fear from the heart.

The dark-skinned man saw Zhao Wou-ki at a glance, walked quickly, put his palms together and bowed to Zhao Wou-ki, and asked in a stiff voice: "May I ask if Mr. Wang is up, the Patriarch is here to invite Mr. Wang to go."

Zhao Wou-ki imitated the example, and also learned to return a salute, "Mr. Wang got up, he is in the yard."

Zhao Wuji came back to the yard, found Wang Mubai, and said in a calm voice: "Brother Wang, someone is here."

Wang Mubai groaned, but when he looked up, he saw the dark-skinned man standing by the door, waiting quietly, not coming in, waiting to take them to meet.

"Then go!"

If you say go, then go, no need to brew, no need to dawdle.

A hundred bodyguards got the order and assembled quickly, and the group left the courtyard in a mighty manner led by the black-skinned man.

Seemingly unintentional, the dark-skinned man glanced at the hundred and ten bodyguards who were like a forest of enemies, and the corner of his mouth could not help but sneer slightly.

The meeting place is in the main hall.

The heads of the three families waited for Wang Mubai's arrival there.

The long steps are not steep and spread out.

Going down the steps, looking up, you can see the high door dome, majestic and majestic.

Walking up slowly, the two teams were wrapped in cloth that could not be seen at a glance, and the short and sturdy people separated their hands. When they saw Wang Mubai and the others coming, although they did not move, their sharp eyes like needles were unscrupulously sizing up at this moment. on them.

I don't know how many people's eyes kept staring at him all the way, with such a majestic momentum that ordinary people can't stand it.

Zhao Wou-ki naturally felt nothing, Wang Mubai's ups and downs in his life were not affected.

On the other hand, these bodyguards, who have practiced hard work all the year round, are full of energy and blood, how can they tolerate such a prestige from others, they all glared angrily, trying to overwhelm this stormy momentum.

The aura froze and became stalemate, and the two gathered auras faintly confronted each other, refusing to give in to each other.

In such a confrontation, they walked into the hall.

In the main hall, although it was daytime, there were burning torches on both sides.

The flames were extinguished, and the faces of countless people standing on both sides flickered. At the end of the hall, three figures were dragged into long oblique shadows by the flames.

As they got closer, one of the three said loudly: "Mr. Wang, we have been looking forward to your arrival for a long time."

Under the firelight, a man with long hair and ears tied with a gold belt is smiling.

"This is Ba Song from the Jiapeng family, a hypocrite with the most serious thoughts." Wang Mubai whispered, Zhao Wou-ki could hear clearly.

"My lord, you are finally here." A man with protruding cheekbones and a cold face said with a half-smile, his slender eyes were extremely sinister.

"This is the Chuanzang Yanfu of the Chuanzang family, with a violent temperament, no city power, and vicious and cruel methods." On the side, Wang Mubai continued to whisper to Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji nodded and wrote down, his gaze followed Wang Mubai to the last person.

"Mr. Basong, Mr. Chuanzang, and Mr. Nasiro, hello." Wang Mubai said.

Until then, the last person nodded slightly and smiled lightly, "Mr. Wang, long time no see."

"This is Nasiro from the Naindra family of the Zhu Kingdom. He is also the scariest character among the three. He is a self-interested person with an unflappable temperament, but he is the one who will kill people if he moves."

"Okay, we're not talking about business today, just chatting and exchanging feelings." Ba Song smiled, stepped forward and said: "Please." Then he looked at Zhao Wuji and said: "This one also invites."

Chuanzang and Nashiro glanced slightly at Zhao Wou-ki, without saying a word.

Zhao Wuji smiled and said calmly: "Thank you." Then he walked up with Wang Mubai and sat down.

A group of bodyguards stood by His Highness, looking deeply.

It seemed that Wang Mubai and the few of them had a happy conversation, but actually there was an undercurrent surging.

Na Ciro spoke the least, he only interrupted a sentence or two occasionally, but he seemed to be most interested in Zao Wou-ki, and he interrupted a few times, but led the topic to Zao Wou-ki.

"Who is this?" Nashiro asked with a faint smile.

Just as Wang Mubai was about to speak, Zhao Wuji stepped forward and said: "I am Mr. Wang's assistant, and I have been with Mr. Wang for a long time."

"Oh." Nashiro nodded, but the other two didn't care about it, and continued to chat with Wang Mubai.

After talking for a while, someone suddenly stood up and said, "Patriarch, I see that Mr. Wang's bodyguards are full of vitality and strength. I wonder if we can compete with one of them?"

Ba Song frowned, looked at Wang Mubai and said, "I wonder if Mr. Wang can agree? If he doesn't want to, then don't bother him."

Before Wang Mubai could speak, a bodyguard stood up and said, "Boss, I'm coming!"

Wang Mubai didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Zao Wou-ki glanced at Basong's subordinates, his chest and waist were bound with cloth, his arms and calves below his knees were exposed, he was not tall, but the muscles of his arms and legs were like old trees with twisted roots, twisted and twisted. On the body; wide eyes and thick eyebrows are slightly upturned, and the fierce evil spirit is slowly released.

"Okay, you just have a lesson with Mr. Wang's bodyguards, click as far as you can, don't hurt anyone." Basong said with a smile, with a faint smug smile on the corner of his mouth.