Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"dad!"

Zheng Kuo's eyes were red and he was breathing heavily. After dialing the phone, he said in a muffled voice:

"I was bullied!"

"That's right!" The voice coming from the phone was extremely indifferent and showed no concern. It made people not expect that this was actually a father and son:

"I've told you to keep a low profile in your work, but you just don't listen. It's a good idea to learn a lesson this time, so as not to cause a big disaster in the future and bring down the family."

"Peng!" Zheng Kuo slammed his fist on the sofa and roared:

"I'm being beaten so much that I'm vomiting blood. I can't even tell if my bones are broken or not. Is this how you care about your son?"

"..." Mr. Zheng was silent for a moment and then said:

"Who did it?"

"One is called Fang Zheng." Zheng Kuo was overjoyed, with a ferocious look on his face:

"Dad, I want him to die badly!"

"This is a society governed by law. Don't act like a street gangster, which is beneath your status." Mr. Zheng said with displeasure in his voice, and then became a little weird:

"What did you say his name was?"

"Fang Zheng." Zheng Kuo was not stupid and asked with a change of expression:

"You know him?"

"Yeah." Mr. Zheng sighed and slowed down his voice:

"Let's forget about this!"

"Dad!" Zheng Kuo clasped his hands:

"Who is he? There are people in Qu City that you are afraid of. Even Councilor Zhao will beg you for help."

"Don't talk nonsense! What is the identity of a member of Parliament?" Mr. Zheng reprimanded and said:

"It's not that scary, but this person is a little abnormal. There is no need to vent your anger on him. Just stay away from him when you encounter him in the future."

"Well……"

Afraid that his son would be worried, he said again:

"When a man is angry, blood will be splashed five steps away. People named Fang are in danger."

Zheng Kuo frowned.

He understood what his father meant.

Fang Zheng dares to kill people, and he has the strength to kill people. With their status, they can't compete with such people for a moment of bravery.

Although you understand, Zheng Kuo is a little unconvinced, but when he thinks of the scene just now, the anger in his heart suddenly goes out.

Five people!

He was still an adult man, and he fell to the ground in just a few breaths. If such a person had the courage to risk his life, it would indeed be too dangerous.

If you offend such a person, you will have to be wary when eating in the future.

"grass!"

Cursing angrily, he slammed the phone to the ground, turned around and glared at Taotao:

"Bitch!"

"It's all because of you!"

…………

Fuhong Steel Works.

Mr. Zheng put away his mobile phone, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and whispered a name:

"Founder!"

"I've heard of this man." Someone said behind him:

"It is said that Councilor Zhao recruited him on the spot. He planned to use his kindness to make him a knife in his hand, which he could use to deal with his opponents when necessary."

"But Fang Zheng actually has a lot of money and is willing to sponsor congressman elections. It becomes inappropriate to use it as a knife."

"Anyway..."

"This person's character is too impulsive. Don't offend him if you can. Just keep him at a respectful distance. Mr. Zheng handled it very appropriately."

"Yeah." Mr. Zheng turned around and said:

"Don't pay attention to the nonsense between children."

"Now that Fuhong Steel Plant is about to be restructured, the key is to deal with the property of the steel plant. Tell those companies not to go too far. If the price is too low, it will attract criticism."

"yes!"

The other person nodded.

The steel plant land alone is worth more than a billion, and there is a lot of room for maneuver, and there are too many people who want a piece of the pie.

Meeting everyone's needs is a skill.

As for the workers in the factory...

They are liabilities!

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As the New Year approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder.

It doesn't matter to the young people with strong firepower, but the older people have begun to prepare to resist the invasion of the severe cold.

"Ahem..."

Guo Ziran wrapped himself in a thick down jacket and coughed dryly from time to time.

"Master went to the hospital?" Fang Zheng helped him sit down and said in a worried voice:

"How is it going?"

"It's nothing serious. It's inevitable that you will have some minor problems as you get older." Guo Ziran waved his hand and glanced at the corners of Fang Zheng's clothes.

There was a drop of blood there.

With a sigh, he asked:

"Did you get into a fight again?"

"Yeah." Fang Zheng didn't hide anything:

"Little things."

"Xia uses force to break the ban. People like you have never been liked by the court in all dynasties." Guo Ziran said:

"This is not the way to go."

"You can't help but fight back when you are bullied, so what's the use of learning martial arts?" Fang Zheng frowned:

"Didn't Master say that he would always draw his sword to help when encountering injustice? If you can't even protect yourself, how can you punish the strong and help the weak?"

"Heh..." Guo Ziran chuckled:

"Still talking back!"

"If it's just self-defense, there's nothing to say. I'm just afraid that your attack will be insignificant. Where can you run away if you hurt someone in this world?"

"It's okay for young people to be more energetic. I'm just afraid that it's too much. No matter how good your martial arts is, you can't stop bullets. I'm really afraid that one day you will..."

"Why!"

His kind words of advice were also tinged with concern.

Fang Zheng used to be a very honest person, but now he doesn't know how he became like this. He is impulsive and irritable, and he strikes without measure.

Could it be Erqiu who broke his heart?

Fangzheng was silent.

He is different from others. He can hide in another world if something happens. It is precisely because of this trump card that he has less scruples and can be so ruthless in his actions.

But now that I think about it carefully, I have indeed been too impulsive in my recent actions and it is time to reflect.

It's better to be on the safe side.

"That's what the master said." Fang Zheng nodded:

"I will control myself in the future."

What I want to do is to be a leisurely rich man, not a reckless man who kills people. In modern society, business should be the focus. I will definitely keep this in mind in the future.

"That's good." Guo Ziran smiled:

"As for the injustices in the world..."

"As long as people have desires, such things will never stop. After all, personal power is limited, and the social environment is fundamental."

"If you are really capable, change the world and make this world fair."

"..." Fang Zheng's eyes widened with surprise:

"What the master said makes sense."

As for changing the world, he naturally does not have the ability, and he will not overestimate his capabilities.

"That's it."

Guo Ziran leaned back and swayed on the recliner:

"We are all ordinary people. We just need to live our lives well. Help others when we can. If we can't, just don't cause trouble."

"yes."

Fang Zheng nodded, changed the subject and asked:

"Master, I recently read a book that talked about martial arts. It mentioned the state of strength reaching the bone marrow and spirit in the fist."

"Do you know anything about this?"

"Strength to the bone?" Guo Ziran squinted his eyes:

"There are some impressions. Please tell me in detail."

At that moment, Fang Zheng was going through the descriptions in "Shiwu Xiaoji" one by one, focusing on his understanding of "strength penetrating into the bone marrow". As for the spirit in the boxing, he briefly mentioned it.

"The energy of movement penetrates into the marrow."

Guo Ziran sat up straight from the recliner at some point, with a solemn expression on his face:

"When I was young, I did feel that my strength suddenly became stronger at certain times, which is very similar to what you said about strength entering the bone marrow."

"The writings left by several Xingyi Quan masters also have similar statements."

"More than Xingyiquan..."

He stood up and walked around with his hands behind his back:

"The same is true for Tai Chi and Baji masters, and without exception, they not only practice their own inheritance, but also visit various sects and learn from hundreds of schools, and have their own understanding of various boxing techniques."

"If according to what you said, experiencing different strengths can allow the strength to penetrate into the bone marrow, then the truth will make sense."

The martial arts master who has been here for hundreds of years is a master who is as strong as his bones!

Guo Ziziran became more and more excited as he talked, his body trembling slightly involuntarily, and his face was full of excitement and regret for getting a glimpse of martial arts.

It would be a great joy to understand the truth.

But if he had understood it twenty years earlier, he might have been able to go further, which is a pity.

But he can't do it now, but Fang Zheng still has hope. If he can train a martial arts master, his life will be in vain.

Fang Zheng sighed lightly.

After all, the foundation of martial arts in this world is too shallow. A young master of a martial arts gym in another world can touch this realm. There is not even a mature path here.

and……

Even if you are a master of martial arts, your strength is deep in your bones, and your body foundation is there, the burst of strength can only change your energy and blood.

Still too weak!

"There is a god in the fist, and it is also recorded in the ancient martial arts scriptures."

Guo Ziran's thoughts turned around and he said something that surprised Fang Zheng:

"Marshal Yue holds a gun alone and can intimidate thousands of people; Zhang Zhen's will becomes yin and yang and suppresses tigers at the age of 100. These are all true."