Go take care of your junior brother on the wedding day. Why are you crying when I leave?

Mid-October

In the gym on the second floor of the villa.

Wei Hong changed into a set of Sanda uniform.

With the help of three tall and strong coaches, he began to practice various fighting skills such as Muay Thai, Sanda, Jiu-Jitsu, wrestling, and grappling.

From childhood to adulthood, Grandpa has always focused on his comprehensive training!

Not only do he need to learn various subjects, finance, equestrianism, piano painting, and dance etiquette, but even fighting skills are also the top priority.

But fighting is not as good as learning!

Wei Hong's super high IQ makes it easy for him to learn any subject.

Only fighting skills require long-term and extensive practice to improve.

He has been idle for several years after his grandfather died. Although it is easy to beat a few adults, he will be at a disadvantage against real masters, so he must make himself stronger in all aspects as soon as possible.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Wei Hong put on a reverse boxing stance, and his hands and feet kept attacking the surroundings.

The three coaches all wore protective gear and kept cooperating with targets in hand.

His fists and feet hit the target with great force, making an amazing roar.

Sometimes he used a Sanda straight punch!

Sometimes he used a Muay Thai sweep and elbow!

Once he got close, he immediately switched to wrestling and jiu-jitsu.

Although there were three sparring partners around him, he easily suppressed them with his violent attack, and his heavy punches almost broke the pad!

"Wow!"

Wei Hong turned around and kicked sideways.

The coach on the left was kicked in the pad on the spot, and he flew two meters away with a muffled groan.

"I was distracted!" Wei Hong shook his hand and reminded him, "Pay attention next time!"

"Sorry!" Coach Li rubbed his chest and stood up, and said awkwardly: "Wei Shao, you have made great progress. Have you practiced before?"

"Yeah!" Wei Hong nodded and admitted: "I started practicing when I was five years old. I have become rusty in the past few years. Now I can barely find a little feel."

"Awesome, no wonder he is so fierce!"

"Yes, whether it is front and back frame, ground standing, wrestling and grappling, Wei Shao is comparable to first-class boxers. It's hard for us to practice with you!"

The other two coaches also sighed!

Wei Hong frowned secretly. The three coaches were all boxers who had won many awards in the city.

But compared with the real masters, they are still a little bit behind.

If we really want to continue to improve, I am afraid that we will have to hire more masters in the future.

What domestic Sanda champions, MMA light heavyweight champions, Muay Thai masters, UFC masters, etc., all have to be invited to come at a high price.

"Practice first, I promise you triple your bonus!" Wei Hong promised reluctantly.

The three of them immediately smiled and worked hard to practice again.

"Huh!"

Wei Hong kicked away with a flying kick.

His fists, feet, elbows and knees followed him closely, and he burst out with amazing strength again and again.

The pads in the hands of the three were almost kicked to pieces, and soon they were sweating profusely again!

Wei Hong's muscles were like copper and iron, and every drop of sweat made him stronger.

...

At noon

Wei Hong finished the practice refreshed!

After taking a shower and wiping his hair, he walked out of the bathroom. The female bodyguard pushed the door open and handed him a tablet: "Boss, there is some response to the intelligence that Uncle Gong sent people to investigate."

"Oh?"

Wei Hong immediately became interested.

Recently, he only asked Uncle Gong to keep an eye on Wei Sheng. It seems that the investigation has yielded results.

He took the tablet and slid it, and detailed information about Wei Sheng from childhood to adulthood popped up.

All kinds of videos, photos, and text messages were listed.

Wei Hong took a rough look and finally focused on what happened after the other party entered the Wei family.

Since changing his surname to Wei, this guy seems to have particularly good luck!

Not only did his grades go from the middle of the grade to the top 50, he could almost guess the right answer to multiple-choice questions, and he also won five big prizes, ranging from 3,000 to 5 million, totaling more than 8 million.

All this money was won by Wei Sheng from buying lottery tickets and scratch cards. The Wei family didn't know about it. If he hadn't asked Uncle Gong to check it out, I'm afraid he would have kept it a secret for even longer.

"So, luck is the same as fortune? So he is so lucky that he can choose the correct answer in the exam and win the lottery by buying lottery tickets randomly?"

"Good guy, he won't win more than 8 million after buying so many times. Wouldn't he spend money to open leverage funds?"

"But Wei Sheng is not yet an adult. Even if he wants to trade stocks and funds, he can't open an account for the time being. It seems that he can only buy lottery tickets and win small prizes."

Wei Hong frowned and continued to read.

As expected, Wei Sheng has been very close to Xia Mo recently.

She couldn't stand being bullied every day at school. Finally, when she was desperate, she cried and found Wei Sheng for shelter. The two hit it off and hooked up.

So far, Xia Mo's life has returned to normal.

No one in the school dared to do it casually.Bully her.

Xia's mother's medical expenses were also renewed, and everything seemed to be back on track.

Even Xia Mo herself no longer had to work and study.

She only needed to dress innocently every day, occasionally post a circle of friends to express her sadness, and occasionally make a few sarcastic remarks, implying that she could live well without Wei Hong.

I heard that she also vowed to apply for the Yanjing Film Academy.

Her life was more comfortable than anyone else.

But how could Wei Hong let them live too comfortably?

He took out his cell phone and called Xu Maogong. As soon as the call was connected, he asked, "Uncle Gong, have you forgotten about Xia Dongfeng?"

"No, don't worry, young master!" Xu Maogong replied with a smile, "I specifically asked friends in the underground casino for help. These people specialize in the pig-killing business and have many tricks."

"Xia Dongfeng is a gambler. I asked someone to take him to the casino for a few rounds and let him win a little money. He fell into the trap and lost more than one million in just a few days."

"But I specifically told the casino not to rush him to pay back the money. Instead, I let him borrow money. Now it is estimated that he owes several million, plus the interest is compounded, tut tut tut!"

Wei Hong couldn't help but sneer.

Xia Mo, this little white flower, is really a standard configuration.

She is weak and unable to take care of herself, her mother is seriously ill, and her father is a gambler.

This kind of family is enough to drag down anyone, right?

But in the last life!

She relied on her own luck to climb up Wei Sheng and Song Gui!

In the future, she will enter the entertainment industry and become a big star who was born in poverty but worked hard to make progress. She is well-known for her pure image and is worshipped as a goddess by countless fans.

Luck is really a good thing!

"Let's find someone to collect the debt!" Wei Hong said indifferently: "Let the casino come forward and find some professional debt collectors. The bigger the incident, the better. In short, don't let them have a good life. Help me find a desperate man who is tight-lipped and dares to do things, waiting for orders at any time."

"Understood!"

Xu Maogong agreed without asking any more questions.

Wei Hong put down his mobile phone, and a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Although Wei Sheng is loved by the Wei family, his pocket money is only 100,000 or 80,000 yuan a month. Compared with ordinary people, it may be an astronomical figure, but it is far from enough to save Xia Mo's family.

Is he willing to empty his family's assets to save people?

It's really exciting to think about it!

If you live again, you should take revenge and complain!

Although I can't kill him for the time being, I can still make him feel disgusted.