Hero Cultivation System

Deep inside the Dongjiao Club, there is a courtyard not far from the Soviet-style garden where the four old monsters are.

The decoration in the large hall is completely different from that of a classical Chinese courtyard. There are more than a dozen imported leather sofas scattered on the white plush carpet. There is also a small bar in the hall, which provides a variety of bartending services. Several young and beautiful waitresses wear uniforms. Golden high-cut cheongsams shuttled back and forth.

At this time, there were six or seven middle-aged men and women between the ages of 40 and 50 sitting around talking and laughing in low voices. Several of them were dressed in different styles, some were wearing suits, some were wearing Hanfu and martial arts uniforms, and there was even one A monk seems out of place in a high-end club.

However, these middle-aged men and women have a gentle temperament and sensitive six senses. They are all like unsheathed swords, their momentum is overwhelming, and they appear to be very human.

"Nangong Qiao, how much did you get this time?" Although the woman who asked the question was in her forties, and wrinkles were beginning to show on her face, she had a handsome face, and she must have been a beauty when she was young.

"What? Fu Ling, you Emei people quit halfway, it will affect your income!" The Nangong family seems to be famous for producing handsome boys, and Nangong Qiao is also a middle-aged handsome boy.

"Alas! If you don't tell me, I won't be angry. What was a great situation was ruined by our ignorant leader. My sister is furious, but there is nothing she can do.

However, this time I only got one dividend, and not a cent from the regional dividend." Fu Ling looks a lot like Fu Hui, and judging from her title, she is obviously Fu Hui's sister.

"Haha, so you only got a little over 10 million, which is not even enough to buy a house in the capital." Nangong Qiao felt a little gleeful at his misfortune.

"Yeah, you all got more than 50 million, right? There are a lot of words online." Fu Ling became angrier as she spoke.

"Well, I really can't tell you the number, but it's just a lot more. In fact, the fake monk Xingzhi should have got the most." Nangong Qiao was very proud, but he still looked at the man sitting not far away with regret. The middle-aged monk chatted and laughed with the others.

"I'm so angry. We are all in the same group and we are the founders of the Wulin League. We rack our brains to come up with all the ideas. It can be said that without us, there would be no Wulin League. Why can I only get the share? This little money?" It's not like the family doesn't go out alone. It seems that Fu Ling and her sister are both people who value money more than anything else.

"Don't worry, when that person takes over, won't your sister become famous? You can also get some glory." Nangong Qiao Youjing was so proud that he spoke a little louder.

"Stop talking nonsense, are you drunk?" The net didn't jump to the word. When Fu Ling heard the word "superior", her expression immediately changed, and other people in the house immediately stopped and looked towards them.

Nangong Qiao seemed to know that he had made a mistake, and he quickly laughed and said, "Ah, I'm a little drunk, haha."

"Nangong, pay attention." The monk named Xingzhi seemed to be the leader, and his tone of voice was not good. Although Nangong Qiao looked hesitant, he did not refute.

"Xingzhi, the meeting is about to begin. It's a foregone conclusion that that person will take over. What are you afraid of? I, Wang Zuo, are not afraid." This man's face is like a jujube and his body is very tall. Although he is sitting, he is much taller than the others. He is older. He is not young either, but his face still has the same fearless look he had when he was young.

Nangong Qiao glanced gratefully at his assistance. Since there are people who agree with him, there is no need to hide: "Am I wrong? When we were young, we worked as guards for more than ten years and were tortured when we retired. I have been tied to being an instructor, and have been sold in the Four-Nine City for half my life. Now that the day of pride and pride has come, can’t I even make a hum?" The word is not jumping on the Internet.

"That's not what I meant. The meeting hasn't started yet. Although that person has the support of us and many aristocratic families, and has high hopes of being promoted, it's not 100%. No one knows what changes will happen before the matter is settled. We We have acted very aloof before, so there is no need to rush to take sides at this time. It is good for both of us to leave some room for maneuver."

Xingzhi was as sharp-tongued as his senior brother Xingkong, but his words did make sense, leaving Nangong Ming and Wang Zuo speechless.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Nangong, what were you and Fu Ling talking about just now?" The person who spoke kept laughing from beginning to end, but there was no sincerity in his smile. He was obviously a smiling tiger.

"Ma Xing, how much did you get this time? Nangong and I were discussing this issue just now." Fu Ling said with a smile.

"Ah! This... is definitely more than you, but a little less than Xingzhi and Nangong." Ma Xing was born in Jianghu Tower, and he is indeed a smiling tiger. He said it but didn't say it.

"Amitabha, I have to return this poor monk to the sect. It's not much more than Fu Ling." Xingzhi said the Buddha's name, but the words had a strong smell of copper, which sounded quite wrong.

But everyone else turned a blind eye. They had been together since they were young and had a deep friendship with each other. So what about Amitabha.

"Alas! Xingzhi, you and Fu Ling won't have a good time next year, right? I heard that Shaolin is going to retract?" A pair of twin brothers who looked very similar sat together. I don't know whether the person speaking was the elder brother or the younger brother.

Xingzhi sighed: "Hong Lao Er, this poor monk can't do anything. I heard from the temple that Liang Gong might be our master uncle. I don't know how he can convince the elders of the older generation. Now the master uncles are all waiting. When the leader came back to discuss the matter, the leader simply fled to the United States to arrange the performance of the monks. If Liang Gong could not be eliminated, he could indeed ask Shaolin to withdraw from the martial arts alliance based on his status. The senior brother of the leader might have nothing to do with him. way."

"It's Liang Gong again. The Wulin League doesn't know what to do with him. He keeps staring at the Wulin League. Every time he goes to a city, he does something bad. It's the same in Emei, and it's the same in Shaolin. Didn't he come to Beijing this time to stir up trouble? The three families of Lu, Li, and Miao were in dire straits due to him." Fu Ling gritted her teeth with hatred when she talked about this guy who had greatly reduced his income.

"However, this is also a good thing. If it weren't for him, Lu Hui would have paid out last year's dividends and bonuses so early." Nangong Qiao said disdainfully.

Everyone nodded. Lu Hui suddenly informed them two days ago that he would pay the previous year's dividends and dividends at once. Everyone was still surprised by his decision, but later they found out that Liang Gong came to the capital after him. As for Lu and Li , the Miao San family made a big mistake and suffered a lot of damage, so sending money at this time naturally has a strong meaning of asking for support.

Wang Zuo frowned and said, "What the hell is Lu Hui doing? He can't even deal with a young boy?"

"Hmph! You brat? Emei and Shaolin were all taken care of by him. Even Ma Xing and others in the Jianghu Tower suffered heavy losses from him. It is said that they have reached the three-flower realm and are recognized as the most outstanding young people in the martial arts in the past two hundred years. Master, Wutong Hui Lao Yan was killed by him on the spot in Shaolin. If I were Lu Hui, I would have a terrible headache."

Nangong Qiao heard his cousin Nangong Ming talk about Liang Gong, and he had already decided in his heart that if he met someone, he would run as far away as possible and never confront Liang Gong.

Wang Zuoyi choked, what kind of cultivation is Lao Yan of Wutonghui? Everyone knows that if the six of them go together, they will probably only be able to draw a tie, so they will definitely lose against Liang Gong.

"Don't worry, Lu Hui is now using the military and police to set up a dragnet to drive Liang Gong into hiding. It won't be long before he can get rid of his serious trouble. At worst, if he wants to take action, it will be those four old monsters who show up, and it has nothing to do with us." Ma Xing He suppressed his smile and said.

"Well! When the sky falls, there will naturally be tall people to hold it up. Those four old monsters took much more than us without doing anything. When the enemy comes, they should naturally take the lead." Xingzhi concluded, Everyone else nodded.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a whistling sound filled the sky outside, and then several scoldings came along the night wind.

Several people looked at each other, wondering what happened?

Xingzhi asked doubtfully: "It sounds like something happened to the old monster?"

Everyone was shocked, Xingzhi was the first to rush out, and the others had no choice but to chase after him.

Chapter 65 Founder of the Wulin Alliance